Chapter 111: Strange Murder Case
Momoki Kanonai is cheating.
This is where Fang Zuo saw something wrong.
And this is not just ordinary cheating.
Nagano Rei and Momoki Kanono clasped their fists against each other and then started fighting.
As expected, they are all proficient in Chinese boxing.
The body, shape, steps and eyes are all performed in a very professional manner.
Punches, kicks, elbows, knees, none of them are left out.
Amid the delicate scolding, you come and I go.
You attack, I counter.
You fight back, I dodge.
Although they both have small arms and legs, neither of them is tall.
but.
Nagano Rei's punches and kicks are powerful and powerful, worthy of the martial arts heritage.
Even without using spiritual power, every punch and kick was so fast that it made a sound of wind.
Although Momoki Kanonai is proficient in Chinese boxing, she is far inferior to Nagano Rei in momentum and posture.
But he can always accurately resolve the opponent's moves.
Either you block the opponent's punches or kicks, or you dodge the opponent's attacks.
Momoki Kanonai did not use any spiritual power, but her whole body exuded a faint sacred aura.
It is the power of incense.
She is cheating.
This is when Fang Zuo truly saw Taomu Xiangzhinai use the power of incense.
Where does the power of incense come from for an ordinary person?
If Fang Zuo hadn't discovered that there were many strange things in Tokyo Women's University, he would have wanted to capture her soul and take a closer look at what was going on inside.
The students watching applauded and cheered.
They couldn't see anything unusual about Nagano Rei and Momoki Kanona.
I just think these two beautiful teachers are amazing.
The fight was beautiful.
It does look good.
Both of them have exquisite faces, fair and delicate skin, and unique figures.
With a delicate cry.
Figures interspersed.
Like two butterflies.
The two separated in the last blow.
They were both breathless and their little faces were red.
Both of them had sweat all over their foreheads, faces, and necks.
Tiny beads of sweat covered Nagano Rei's fair skin.
Occasionally it gathers into a waterline and flows into the low-necked Chunli dress.
The black stockings that wrapped Momoki Kanonai's long legs were also completely soaked with sweat.
This adds an alluring sheen to the thin black stockings.
It makes a pair of round legs more beautiful and lustrous.
"Hmph, the level of the subjects you teach is not that good either." Momoki Kanonai sneered, gritting her teeth.
Nagano Rei bent over and taunted back, "Yeah, just like the badminton you taught."
Neither of them could afford to be at a disadvantage, and even though they were both out of breath, they still forced themselves to finish their sarcastic remarks.
"Okay, okay, students, go back and rest." Principal Fei Guangying clapped her hands and drove the students away.
After all the students left, he kindly said to Nagano Rei and the others, "Teachers, reasonable competition is fine, but I hope you won't be too competitive next time, okay?"
"Come on, shake hands."
Principal Feiguangying came forward, and the two could only struggle to stretch out their hands and shake hands with a fake smile.
Then they each snorted coldly and left the gymnasium.
Fortunately, there are two doors this time, not one in front and one behind.
That's how the matter ended.
"Mr. Fang Zuo, when do you think we can catch the murderer? Do you have any clues now?" Principal Fei Guangying said with a frown.
"That's a little bit, but I don't dare to alert the enemy. I'm just afraid that there is more than one murderer in the school." Fang Zuo touched his chin and turned to leave.
Principal Fei Guangying looked around the empty gymnasium and shuddered: "Fang Zuojun, wait for me."
The moonlight tonight is still the same.
Fang Zuo was breathing in and out on the top floor of the dormitory building.
But the recent slight increase in spiritual energy also made Fang Zuo swallow it greedily.
It was like a whale that was about to dry up and entered a small pond.
It doesn't matter how dirty the water is or whether it contains salt.
Just drink it.
Fang Zuo's mind would scan the campus of the Women's University from time to time.
Still nothing unusual.
As for the women's dormitory, everything was the same as usual.
There were a few more girls, hiding under the thin blankets, moaning.
The blanket trembled.
Are female college students so horny nowadays?
Fang Zuo was not sure whether this was normal or abnormal.
As for Nagano Rei and Momoki Kanona, they were the same as usual.
One continued to look for a part-time job, continued to be rejected, pouting and waving his fists.
From time to time, I count the Japanese banknotes in my wallet.
moan and groan.
"You'd better eat less tomorrow. Your salary hasn't been paid yet."
"If I had known that practicing martial arts would make you eat so much, I wouldn't have learned it."
He sat cross-legged on the bed, picked up his wallet and poured out the coins.
Count the coins.
Nagano Rei changed into a transparent lace bra, but still wore basic white panties and bra.
Pure and graceful.
Calling Nagano Rei a flat-chested ghost is indeed an insult to Nagano Rei.
No wonder she was so angry.
Momoki Kanonai did yoga as usual, then prayed, and then fell asleep.
After the Dark Bible was put away, it was never taken out again.
Fang Zuo was meditating and regulating his breathing.
Nothing happened tonight.
Suddenly the phone rang in the early morning.
Fang Zuo looked and saw that it was Yingkong Kurumi calling.
"Bad guy, go to the nearby St. Mary's Church and take a look. It's in the South Gate Park of Tokyo Women's University. A murder has occurred."
Fang Zuo's heart moved and he quickly scanned the area with his mind.
But everything in Tokyo Women's University was the same as usual, nothing was different.
Momoki Kanonai, who I paid special attention to, was still sleeping.
Fang Zuo came to the address that Yingkong Hutao mentioned.
Police officers had already cordoned off the scene.
Fang Zuo walked into St. Mary's Church.
More than a dozen believers wearing unknown religious robes fell inside the church.
Everyone's head was smashed by something unknown, leaving a big hole.
A pool of blood.
Blood covered the floor of the small chapel.
There is almost no place to stay.
At this time, Sakura Kurumi also arrived at the church.
After the area was cleared and no one was around.
Yingkong Kurumi quickly threw herself into Fang Zuo's arms.
"Bad guy, why don't you return the call, why don't you return the message."
Keep biting Fang Zuo's shoulder.
But Fang Zuo just held the two plump buttocks with his hands and pushed them inwards with force.
The little guy was already breathing rapidly, with his red lips slightly parted.
"It's not good here. There are still cases to deal with." Fang Zuo looked at the saliva on his shoulder and felt the heat in his leather pants with his hands.
A gentle reminder.
Only then did Sakura Kurumi wake up from her confusion.
"It's all because of you, bad guy."
He bit Fang's left shoulder again.
"How is it? Any results?"
Although the question was asked seriously, Yingkong Kurumi was still hanging on Fang Zuo.
Just won't come down.
"The murderer is very greedy." Fang Zuo shook his head: "All the believers who died were not only hit on the head by heavy objects, but also lost their souls."
"It should have been swallowed, but it was not as greedy as the previous evil gods. At least the flesh and blood were not eaten."
Yingkong Kurumi said doubtfully: "Isn't that the murderer from the school?"
Fang Zuo frowned. "It's hard to say. It just happened in a church near the school. There's a high probability that there's more than one murderer. It seems that there are more and more evil spirits."
"The police searched this time and found no shrine. We don't know who these believers are praying to." Yingkong Kurumi rubbed her little head against Fang's left chin and couldn't help but give him a light kiss: "Could it be the Virgin Mary?"
Yingkong Kurumi looked up after she finished speaking and suddenly shouted, "Look."
Fang Zuo looked up.
From the statue of the Virgin Mary, two lines of blood and tears flowed.
"Let the police search carefully to see if there are any other clues." Fang Zuo kept playing with the two elastic buttocks in his hands: "This pair of leather pants is a bit thick, don't wear it next time."
"Yeah, I know." Yingkong Kurumi's face turned red, and she took another bite of Fang Zuo: "How can you put serious things and non-serious things together?"
"Is there something improper?" Fang Zuo was stunned: "I think they are all big things, and the latter ones are bigger."
"Very big." Fang Zuo said affirmatively again.
Fang Zuo returned to Tokyo Women's University.
Leaving Yingsora Kurumi to do other work, especially searching for other details.
Fang Zuo continued to regulate his breathing on the rooftop.
He scanned the area with his divine sense, and everything was normal as usual.
These women had no idea that a murder case killing more than a dozen people had occurred not far away.
And the death was extremely tragic.
Fang Zuo collected his thoughts and finally searched Momoki Kanonai's room, but found nothing else.
Momoki Kanonai was holding a giant dinosaur doll between her legs and arms, sleeping soundly and snoring softly.
I don’t know what sweet dream the delicate little face was having. She kept mumbling and occasionally grinding her teeth.
Fang Zuo was about to retract his spiritual thoughts.
Suddenly he found something in the corner, which shocked him.
A baseball bat.
A normal baseball bat.
It couldn’t be more ordinary.
Standing in the corner.
Steady and stable.
The thick end of the stick was covered in blood.
(End of this chapter)
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