Chapter 2133 2141 [Essay]
And now, everything in front of me matches the cursed story.
In the eyes of Naoko Torimaru, a materialist, the "Curse of the Shambler Mask" is just a legend used to increase the value of the collection, and the nonsense of "the mask sucking the blood of its owner" is just something to listen to.
However, now, this scene was completely reproduced and presented before her.
Naoko Torimaru: “…” First of all, it’s definitely not the mask that’s causing the trouble.
Secondly, Mrs. Sufang is not someone who would commit suicide, and it is even more impossible for her to commit suicide by imitating this scene for no apparent reason.
Then there is only one truth left.
——Uzo.
This code name flashed through her mind, and a cold sweat slowly ran down Naoko Torimaru's forehead: she had carefully selected such a peaceful villa, but just a few days after Uzo's eyes were set on this place, things took a sharp turn for the worse and became like this.
...That man must be using this bloody scene to tell her that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't escape from his clutches.
No wonder when Uzo asked them to apply for the maid job, he specifically gave them the power to “pick any one they want”.
At first, Naoko Torimaru thought that this was a bit of freedom that slipped through Usa's fingers, but now it seems that this was just a little pastime for Usa - watching the domestic birds escape from the cage with interest, and when they finally hid in a place they thought was safe, thinking they had escaped, the unscrupulous owner would swoop down from the sky, cut down the big tree and burn it, playing a game of chase and letting others see his ability to answer assigned essays.
Takamori Masumi was also very scared: her fake sister gave her many warnings, but she never told her that these masks could really kill people! In an instant, Takamori Masumi, who had only been to junior high school, felt that her worldview had been cleansed.
Takamori Masumi: "..." Is it too late to worship Buddha or Bodhisattva now? Oh, that Mr. Hashimoto has so many cross beads hanging on him, why not ask him to introduce me to someone... No! Torimaru Naoko seemed to have said that this person was Usa's subordinate, which means he was her colleague. This doesn't seem to be a good idea.
The minds of a group of organization members were in a mess.
Of course, the others were also frightened, but their focus was obviously different: "It's so brutal, it must be murder... The security of this villa is very good, could the murderer be among us?"
Jiang Xia nodded heavily.
The next moment, the guests who had gathered together dispersed and looked at each other warily: they were all adults, had lived in Tokyo for a long time, and had some experience - since the murderer was not themselves, it must be someone around them, and they could not take it lightly!
At this time, Jiang Xia seemed to have discovered something.
He turned the flashlight towards the bed, illuminating a collage of threatening letters lying there. The corners of the letter were stained with blood, but this time, the tone of the letter was much calmer:
[My curse has come true.
——The Messenger of the Cursed Mask]
Takamori Masumi was trembling with fear, and then was poked by Torimaru Naoko from the back: I told you to keep a low profile at all times and react in a moderate level. Now you are more afraid than the guests.
Takamori Masumi was still afraid.
Torimaru Naoko stared at the superstitious young girl in silence for a moment, and had to use magic to defeat the magic. Without moving her lips, she said in a mosquito-like voice: "The mask will only absorb its owner. We are not the master, but just two maids."
Masumi Takamori: "!" That's right.
So when Inspector Megure arrived with a large group of police cars, the two maids had already composed themselves and stood in the corner like a background board, leaving the stage to the many famous guests.
…
"A threatening letter from the 'Cursed Masked Messenger'?"
Inspector Megure counted the letters one by one and was shocked by the heavy weight in his hands: "This one, this one, and this one... With so many threatening letters, why didn't you call the police?!"
Jiang Xia: "The victim said that she often received such things and didn't care. Even when she came to me for the commission, she didn't mention these threatening letters at all."
There was a muffled thud nearby, and the two turned around to see the secretary grunting and carrying out a large wooden box. When the lid was opened, it was full of neatly stacked threatening letters - Mrs. Sufang really didn't lie about this matter.
The short-haired secretary wiped the sweat from her forehead, stepped forward, grabbed Inspector Megure's hand, and shook it vigorously: "These are the letters that Teacher Sufang has received. I think they are all suspicious, so I ask you to investigate them carefully!" - The more people involved, the better, so that she will be less suspicious!
Inspector Megure looked at the large box of letters, his eyes twitched, and at the same time, he felt a little grateful to the victim: "..." Fortunately, they didn't call the police, otherwise their workload would probably have doubled over the years.
Inspector Megure didn't dare to say anything more about whether to call the police or not. He cleared his throat as if nothing had happened: "Ahem! Anyway, let's go to the crime scene first."
On the way, he quickly heard the general situation of the incident.
When I arrived at the bedroom on the third floor and saw the strange smiley face masks all over the floor, even Inspector Megure, a knowledgeable policeman, got goose bumps.
Jiang Xia happened to be talking about what happened last night: "We heard a scream first, followed by a sound of things falling, which sounded a lot like the sound of these masks falling to the ground."
Inspector Megure stroked his chin in thought: "So the murderer killed people first, and then scattered the masks on the bodies and around the room - didn't you see the murderer when you went upstairs?"
"No, the door was also locked." Jiang Xia said, "And the east and west sides are not connected. It took us a while to get here - and we have to thank the two maids for helping us open the door."
Two low-key maids: "!"
Fortunately, they acted as the background successfully enough. Inspector Megure glanced over here, but didn't pay much attention. He soon turned his gaze back to Jiang Xia.
The two maids breathed a sigh of relief quietly and synchronously.
Naoko Torimaru quickly pulled her people back, out of the possible range of the shooting.
Jiang Xia smelled the fried eggs getting farther and farther away, feeling a little regretful: If I had known they were so timid, I should have asked more tactfully just now.
Fortunately, the two men were not too far away after they retreated, so Jiang Xia turned around and continued to solve the case. He introduced the structure of the secret room to Inspector Megure. This was mainly said to the police officer from the forensic department next to him. Sure enough, after Jiang Xia finished speaking, the police officer quickly began to secure the two locks on the bedroom door and collect evidence.
After hearing what Jiang Xia said, Inspector Megure turned around and was about to give instructions, but found that the person had already started working very attentively.
(End of this chapter)
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