Chapter 1902-1910 [Sacrifice]
Hashimoto Maya paused: "......?"
He quietly turned his head to look at Kurosawa Hema, then nodded and followed him to the room calmly.
And after the two of them passed by.
In another guest room along the way.
A figure hiding behind the door and eavesdropping opened the door a crack, stared in the direction where they went for a few seconds, and then closed the door quietly.
…
When they arrived at the door of Room 315, Kurosawa Hema swiped the door with the room card that was about to expire and was about to go in.
However, Hashimoto Maya patted him on the back and said, "Izuka is too slow. I'll go get the new card first, and then we can all look at it together."
Kurosawa Hema said "oh" and without thinking much, took the lunch box he handed over, gave him the room card, and went into the room alone.
As soon as the door closed, Hashimoto Maya turned around and walked towards the stairs on the other side.
——This guy Kurosawa just takes pictures, why does he have nothing better to do than to solve the case?
What's more, they used such a cheating method to solve the case. If Wu Zuo saw them, they would be in trouble.
Although it is human nature to want to solve mysteries, this is not the time to have fun. Hashimoto Maya just wants to be a transparent shadow at the crime scene and has no intention of playing detective and getting involved in this case.
Hashimoto Maya: “…” But it’s no wonder - according to observation, Kurosawa Kazuma doesn’t have many entertainment activities in his daily life. Even if he does, he just reads books and plays games. He rarely gets together with members of the organization to chat about gossip.
He actually knew nothing about the rumors about Uzo, so Hashimoto Maya didn't tell him anything - it would be troublesome if he couldn't bear it psychologically and wanted to die with her after feeling desperate.
But if on the other hand, one's psychological tolerance is too strong, and one thinks that the rumor is too exaggerated, and wants to challenge the legendary Uzo...things will be even more troublesome.
Besides, this is only from Kurosawa and Ma's perspective, but from Uzo's perspective...
Not long ago, the gossip about Uzo in the organization suddenly decreased. Hashimoto Maya seriously suspected that this was because the source of the news accidentally exposed his true identity and was quietly killed by Uzo.
And a cadre who had frequent contact with Wu Zuo and was in such a high position was killed silently by Wu Zuo. Now, Hashimoto Maya was asked to open up to his accomplices about Wu Zuo... He really didn't have the courage to do so.
"Luckily, Kurosawa wasn't so happy about crushing the detective that he didn't go to talk to anyone else about this. We just talked about it between the two of us in private." Hashimoto Maya sighed, "When I get the room card back, I'll talk to Inozuka Saburo about it. He should forget what happened just now, and this matter can be solved smoothly."
On the other side, in room 315.
Kurosawa Kazuma put his lunch box on the table and sorted out the camera.
Just then, the landline in the room suddenly rang.
The phone was right next to him.
He picked up the phone and heard a voice disguised by a voice changer, like a ghost who had died in vain: "Why did you break into my room?"
"Ah?" Kurosawa Hema frowned, and it took him two seconds to react, "You are the murderer who killed people under the name of 'Red Bearded Santa Claus'?"
The person on the phone sneered creepily: "I have resurrected from the shadow of death and am now behind you - the third victim is about to appear. Can you protect your friend?"
With a threatening death warning, he hung up the phone with a click.
Kurosawa Kazuma: “…”
Kurosawa Kazuma: "Psycho!"
He put down the receiver and sat in the room lit by a strange red light. He remembered what the person on the phone had said, "I'm right behind you." He still felt a little uncomfortable, so he stood up and checked the doors and windows.
After confirming that the door lock was normal, Kurosawa Hema closed the door and returned to the window, carefully checking the window frame: "...If you want to kill someone, just go ahead and kill them. Why are you calling me? Do you expect me to help you clean up the mess?"
Amidst the dissatisfied grumbles, a figure silently appeared in the room and quietly stopped behind him.
…
In the corridor.
As Hashimoto Maya walked down the stairs, she remembered something and took out her cell phone to flip through it.
"I sent a message to Inozuka a few minutes ago, why hasn't he replied yet?" Hashimoto Maya gradually became suspicious. "Could it be that the guy met with misfortune when he was alone? If so, wouldn't it be dangerous for me to suddenly go looking for him?"
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone suddenly vibrated.
——Whatever you say comes true, Izuka Saburo replied.
Hashimoto Maya clicked on it and saw the following words written inside:
[I had already changed the room card, but on the way back, I ran into a warm and friendly passerby. He invited me to take a photo with him, so we took one.
[It's rare to meet someone who likes to wear sunglasses at night like me. I'm reminiscing about my encounter with him. I won't be going back tonight. You two should be careful.]
Hashimoto Maya: “…”
It can be seen that Saburo Izuka has tried his best to use optimistic and cheerful language to describe his recent experience, but if you read it carefully, you can still glimpse a hint of undisguised fear between the lines, which makes the email somewhat incoherent.
…So who are these friendly passersby?
And sunglasses...
Wait, he remembered! Mr. Ireland seemed to have said that the man he had seen who looked like an "Uzo" had curly hair and sunglasses. Could it be...
He did not think about the consequences in detail, but an indescribable fear swept over him in an instant.
Hashimoto Maya was almost reaching the first floor, but suddenly turned 180 degrees, turned around and walked back: "..." She couldn't go to Izuka Saburo's place, absolutely not, it was too dangerous!
The first floor has become a stage for something, and I don't know how long I can live. I should just go back to my room and wait for everything to end.
Hashimoto Maya quickly returned to his room. Although he didn't get a new card, it was still more than ten minutes before midnight, so the room card in his hand could still be used.
He swiped open the door and slipped in. Maya Hashimoto stuck to the door and listened carefully to the noise outside. He was very worried that the "passerby" that Saburo Izuka met by chance would see him and come to meet him by chance.
His attention was all on the outside, and behind him, a dark shadow slowly raised his hand, revealing a tranquilizer gun in his hand.
…
Jiang Xia was holding the mobile phone that "Uzo" brought back, looking through the photos in it, and checking whether there was any reply from Vodka or Gin.
Unfortunately, my colleagues were rude and did not reply to the message.
Jiang Xia was feeling a little disappointed. At this moment, his nose twitched, he sensed something, and turned to look at the door of the room.
Not long after, there was a rustling noise coming from the crack of the door.
After the noise died down, Jiang Xia stood up and walked over. He looked down and saw a Christmas card lying by the door - someone had stuffed it into his room through the crack in the door.
(End of this chapter)
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