The atmosphere in the hall dropped to its lowest point. No one present had expected that Jason had killed another person so easily.
Moreover, he chopped the living room into pieces in a very high-profile manner, as if he was loudly declaring that he would kill everyone here and chop them into pieces so that their appearance could not be recognized.
However, there were also some people with a positive attitude. Itsuki Yosuke smiled and lit a cigarette with a lighter, as if he didn't care at all that two victims had appeared. He said in a cheerful tone:
"Humph! It seems that escaping is even more impossible. If we accidentally enter the forest, we will repeat the same mistakes!"
"But if we don't find a way to leave here, are we just going to sit there and wait to die?" Kujo Shotaro took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He was obviously scared by the consecutive appearance of two victims, otherwise he wouldn't be sweating so much.
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"If everyone had listened to Officer Yingsi from the beginning, this wouldn't have happened, right?"
After saying this, Tono Eiji noticed that Kobayashi Seiji next to him was constantly scribbling on his sketchbook. He couldn't help but stick his head out to see how this man could still have the leisure to paint at this time.
But when he saw that the sketch on the paper was actually the body of Koyama Saburo, he was horrified and said:
"What is this?! Mr. Kobayashi, are you crazy? Why are you drawing Mr. Xiangshan's corpse?
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As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of Kawanishi Sayuri and others changed. Even Hattori Heiji frowned and stared at Kobayashi Seiji, who had been silent all the time. To be honest, this guy was so aloof that it was a little scary. Who knows, he might really kill for art.
After seeing everyone's expressions, Goki Yosuke couldn't help but said happily:
"Oh my, you're already working so soon? You must have painted Mr. Kurata's corpse, right? I'm so envious! Two corpses will give you tons of fans... Haha, I almost forgot about the real thing. You have to be famous and alive before you can return! But it doesn't matter. Paintings are more valuable after a painter passes away. How about collaborating with me?"
"Mr. Goki! Please pay attention to your words!" Tono Eiji said with a cold face and dissatisfied tone.
"Tsk, what's wrong with my statement? As a freelance writer, can't I collaborate with a talented painter?" Itsuki Yosuke pulled a notebook from his pocket, smirked, and approached Koyama Seiko. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Madam, I forgot to ask you how you felt when you saw your husband's face chopped off after being murdered."
When Hattori Heiji heard this, he couldn't hold back his temper. He stood up, rolled up his sleeves and was about to teach this guy who had been kicked in the head by a donkey a lesson, but he didn't know that someone was faster than him.
Eiji Tono suddenly reached out and pushed Yosuke Itsuki's chest. The defenseless Itsuki fell directly on Kobayashi Seiji who was painting. This also caused the sketchbook in his hand to be thrown out and it happened to fall beside Sosuke Takashi's legs.
Fujiwara Yu, who had been observing silently, bent down and tried to pick up the sketchbook. He wanted to see if this talented painter who became famous for painting corpses had found any important clues. You know, painting is also a kind of memory, and he also uses it often... but in different places. He only draws sporadic fragments of memory.
"Oh, how can you, young man, use violence so casually? Officer Takashi is right here!" Yosuke Goki got up from the ground. He smiled and brushed off the dust on his body. He didn't care much about the other party treating him like this. He still had self-knowledge and knew that he was a complete rotten person.
Kobayashi Seiji stood up and wanted to take his sketchbook back, but found that Sosuke Takagi was actually flipping through it. His face suddenly changed. Realizing that some secret would be exposed, he rushed forward and tried to snatch it away.
But how could Kobayashi Seiji, who usually stayed at home, possibly snatch the attention of Takashi Sosuke, who worked out regularly to catch criminals? With a simple kick of his long legs, the other man successfully blocked his approach.
"Mr. Kobayashi, how do you explain this painting?" Fujiwara Yu turned over the sketchbook in his hand, his ultramarine eyes staring straight at Kobayashi Seiji, who looked panicked and unwilling to explain. He vaguely felt that the other party's concealment of this matter was related to the murderer's selective invitation of them to become prey.
"Huh? Isn't this a boat?" Hattori Heiji turned his head and looked at the tour guide, Kujo Shotaro, the moment he saw the boat. He grabbed the man's collar and demanded, "Uncle, what do you mean by this? There's a boat, why are you hiding this information?!"
"I... yes, there is a boat for cruising the lake... I..." Kujo Shotaro's face became extremely ugly. He looked hesitant and it was obvious that he was hiding something, but he really didn't know how to say it.
Fujiwara Yuu was worried about the ship's problems, so he interrupted Kujo and said sternly:
"At this stage, it's more important to confirm whether the ship can be used. What do you think, Mr. Kujo?"
"Well, I... will take you there."
As a tour guide, Kujo Shotaro couldn't have been unaware of the existence of the boat, and Kobayashi Seiji obviously didn't take the boat to escape as long as there was one. What was the reason for these two people?
Is there anything more tempting than escaping at this stage? There must be some unknown secret hidden in this.
Miyano Akemi, who had remained silent, suddenly felt someone gently tugging at the hem of her clothes. Puzzled, she turned around and noticed Kakizaki Sayuri with a unhappy expression. She was a little puzzled when she saw her expression. Now that there was a way to escape from here, why did she have such an expression?
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