Chapter 425 195: The first fragment
"This is?!"
The old man Kuroda widened his eyes and watched the man in front of him breaking the thickened glass cabinet he specially made with his bare hands and taking out the dagger placed with the skeleton.
The man used this worn dagger to block the Juhe Slash of his carefully maintained samurai sword.
He knew that this dagger was the weapon used by the owner of the skeleton.
I heard that back then, this stupid patriarch took this dagger that he thought was excellent and rushed towards their iron cannon team.
His ancestor deliberately asked not to shoot this person. He pulled out the samurai sword given by the Emperor, knocked the dagger away with one knife, cut out the gap, and easily captured the unbelievable clan leader.
"You are.Ainu——"
No matter how stupid Kuroda was, he guessed the other party’s identity. His sense of mission was attached to his whole body. He did not think about the unreasonable power that the other party showed, so he swung his knife and stabbed him again.
"The ancestors are above, and the earth has spirits. The bear god - help me!"
The young man's eyes were fierce and bloodthirsty, and the iron in his hand was made of meteorite, and the bones of the bear toe were as a stalk. He had a clear gap and bounced open the samurai sword that pierced Kuroda's hand. He rebelled against the scene of that year, and with hatred that had not disappeared for hundreds of years, it penetrated his chest deeply.
"Woo!"
Kuroda looked down at the dagger that was sank into his chest in disbelief, slowly staring at the young man's face, his mouth squirmed, and the words didn't come out, but blood foam came out.
"Remember me, I am the new generation of bear spirit. A ghost of revenge."
"You won't die so easily, believe me. There will be more people to accompany you. Kuroda, you can go down and prepare the tea first."
"Guka."
The old man Kuroda fell to the ground weakly, and the door of the room was closed out of thin air. Then, there were screams like cutting flesh and covering his mouth.
Until,
More than twenty minutes later.
"Police officer, that's it."
"Yes, please trouble you."
"It's okay, then I'll leave first."
"Okay, thank you."
An ordinary car was parked at the door of Kuroda's house, and two police officers with guns got off the car with a look of unlucky look on their faces.
They were police officers who accepted the sheriff's order and immediately dispatched the police, but I don't know who was so bold that they poked all the cars in the police station. As long as they parked near the police station, even private cars could not escape the fate.
But the place where Kuroda lives is a bit off the road, otherwise they would just come over and don’t have to ride it.
"The door is a false cover," a police officer turned around and whispered.
The police officer who looked older last year nodded, pulled out his gun and stood on the other side of the door.
Then, a police officer slowly pushed the door open, and the wind and snow rushed in impatiently.
"Strange. Why didn't it be blown away by the wind?" The old policeman frowned. According to his experience, the wind would blow away at this level of vain.
But he didn't think about it carefully, and followed his teammates into the house with a gun.
"There are so many things, there are no traces of fighting"
"The smell of blood, a very strong smell of blood."
The two walked forward for a long time, and the policeman in front suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" asked the old policeman behind.
The person in front of him did not answer, but his body trembled, and he pointed to the terrifying scene in front of him, his eyes and mouth wide open, full of fear.
The old policeman took two steps ahead. The increasingly rich and bloody smell made his face suddenly change, and the picture in front of him quickly became clear.
On the carpet, a pool of flesh that looked like a leaking balloon was squished to the ground incompletely, and could only be vaguely identified as a human.
The walls around were covered with blood, twisting the nearby light into dark red.
And in the middle, the most obvious position was a pale white human bone with blood beads and flesh remaining on the joints.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
After the two policemen let out a terrifying scream, they rushed to the gate, broke out, rolled all the way from the door steps to the road, and even half crawled and half ran to the opposite side of the road. Then they stopped, gasped wildly, and breathed the cold fresh air around them.
"Haha——"
A police officer supported the ground with both hands and vomited wildly.
Another experienced old policeman couldn't bear it either. He covered his heart and looked uncomfortable, feeling that he was just one step away from being scared to death.
There has been no murder in this remote place, and it is still such a terrifying murder. Is it useless to either look for dogs or catch some thieves when facing such a scene?
"Please, please support."
The old police officer turned on the walkie-talkie with a deformed sound.
"The Kuroda family found the body! The death was extremely terrifying!"
At this time, the young man, who was the murderer, appeared cleanly in a certain cafe, drinking coffee like an ordinary tourist.
Woo woo woo woo woo!
Several police cars whizzed past the road of the cafe where he was, causing the people and the boss to look at each other.
"Boss, there are quite a lot of policemen here." A tourist who was also here for a trip asked curiously.
"Well, after all, there are many tourists here, and there are many from foreign countries. There are often cases where people leave the main road and go out of the way alone and go missing." The store manager replied expressionlessly.
Several tourists closed their mouths awkwardly and silently pulled the store into the blacklist in their hearts.
"Are you doing travel guides?"
A female tourist saw a young man lowering his head and holding a notebook to write and draw, and chatting curiously.
The man raised his head and showed a heartfelt smile: "So that's it."
He silently crossed out Masao Kuroda's name above, closed the book, and drank coffee and started to communicate with the woman casually.
"In the legend of the Ainu people, this is the end of the earth, and the cold wind, forests, ice fields, waves, cliffs, and volcanoes are indeed in line with people's perception of the end of the world." The woman obviously came prepared and did a lot of homework.
"Yes. Unfortunately, even the end of the earth now does not belong to the Ainu people." The man said lightly.
The woman was speechless and smiled a little embarrassedly, and didn't say anything else.
The man didn't care either. He slowly drank all the coffee in front of him and checked out and left.
Next, it's time to prepare for the next one.
"Sir Sato, I hope you still remember me."
"But before that, let you live in fear first."
He said quietly, carrying his backpack, his figure gradually disappeared in the wind and snow. Looking at the direction, it was the bulging end of the Zhisou Peninsula, Zhisou Cape.
There is no forensic doctor in this small place of Luojiu.
It will take several days to ask the nearest forensic doctor to come.
At the door of Kuroda's house, no police officer who had seen the crime scene dared to join, and would even resign.
Some old police officers who were not interested in it patted their chests in and out, and ummed them out.
So Sheriff Sato had no choice but to ask a local veteran embalmer for help.
Let's clean up the pile of corpses first, and wait for the forensic doctor to come and analyze it. "The technique is very rough, and there is a lot of residual meat on the bones. This is not a professional technique. However, you said that the crime was only more than twenty minutes, and it was a bit incredible that it was difficult to completely remove the human skeleton, and keep the remaining flesh relatively intact."
The embalmer not only helped clean up the scene, but also gave some analysis for free.
Standing at Kuroda's house, looking at the empty glass cabinet in front of him, Sato, with a pale face, licked his lips with difficulty.
"Mr. Kishimoto, are there only Mr. Kuroda's remains in this cabinet?"
The embasser nodded with a strange expression: "Yes, but this shelf is designed very strangely, as if it was customized specifically for the placement of a human skeleton."
Sato pulled and squeezed his trembling hands tightly.
"I'm really troubled you today, Mr. Kishimoto."
"Oh, how long hasn't a murder occurred in our town? This time it's still such a bad case. Mr. Kuroda has always been a good person. He has a donation for every shrine repair. Sheriff Sato, please give me the case."
"Don't worry, please believe us." Sato smiled as hard as he could.
After seeing the embalmer off, Sato's smile slowly disappeared. He lit a cigarette, finished smoking silently before returning to the police.
"Sheriff, this is surveillance. Our cars have tires that are inexplicably blown."
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The surveillance was clearly displayed. Their car suddenly shook, and then the tires quickly faded, like dominoes, one after another.
Sato finished reading it silently before saying, "Send the information to me."
"Yes."
After a while, Sato quickly gathered the situation here and sent it to the Special Affairs Bureau to apply to send Chaofan to investigate.
He knew very well what was originally placed in the display cabinet at Kuroda's house.
He has stood in front of the display counter more than once, listening to Kuroda Masao talk about the glorious past and feats of his ancestors when he was a colonial officer in Hokkaido, and Rasu Town is the northernmost end that the Kuroda family has opened up.
Kuroda Masao grew up listening to these glorious history, so he vowed when he was young to guard the northern border for Japan, so he moved to Rasu Town to settle down to prevent the Ainu people from rekindling.
After all, he has lived here for decades. These exhibits were brought by him from his family, and many of them were collected one after another after they arrived.
Among them, the most important thing in Kuroda's eyes is the skeleton of a certain tribe leader of the Ainu tribe, in addition to the samurai sword given by Emperor Ji.
Now both things are gone.
He had reason to suspect that this was some Ainu who had become an extraordinary person, who came to take revenge.
Then he
No, no, he handled that matter very cleanly, and no one should know about it.
Uneasy, he decided to call his old friend Zai Shisheng.
"Hello, I'm Sato Yasuzu. Look for me. I understand. I'm sorry, please feel sorry for me. I will attend the funeral."
Sato hung up the phone in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
How could he die if he die?
heart disease?
Is this a coincidence?
Sato didn't know.
"It won't be so coincidental. It won't be so coincidental."
He comforted himself so much, with a hint of despair only he knew.
"Dragon scale. Is this the dragon scale?!"
Two days later, at the end of Zhisou Peninsula, the ghost-faced fox finally saw the most dragon scale-like landform.
Obsidian-like rugged rock ridges burst out from the bottom of the sea, and shone with a cold light in the sunlight, like the arched spine of a giant dragon when it was sleeping. In the cross section of the cliff where the waves gnaw day and night, blue-black basalt layers overlap like armor. Every time the huge waves hit the seaside, it was like the dragon roars that were about to be born.
The ghost-faced fox eagerly took out the scroll and spread it out. On the scroll that had not been moved, the Rubik's Cube pattern began to flash slightly.
The closer she approached the terrain, the faster the cube flashed.
"It's approaching! It's approaching!"
The ghost-faced fox fell on a "scale", and the flashing of the scroll cube was almost always bright.
She observed carefully and soon found a narrow entrance passage from a pile of deep black rocks somewhere.
Incarnated as a fox, she easily jumped into the passage.
Inside, there is a dark natural passage, but at the end of the passage, it seems to emit a faint red light.
Exploring along the red light, she soon saw the source of the red light.
It was a broken corner of a cube.
It just floated in this space, and it was emitting a red light like a flame burning and rust-colored one.
"Can you just take it or not?"
The ghost-faced fox tried to spread the scroll open.
Suddenly, a strong red light burst out from the fragments of the cube, and the earth seemed to shake.
The ghost-faced fox in the fox state was blown to the rock wall by this force and hit it hard, but there was no big problem.
She got up again and saw the scroll trying to absorb the fragments of the Rubik's Cube, but the fragment was struggling like life, getting rid of it.
You can see wisps of red light being sucked in by the scroll like gas, and the fragments of the source struggle more and more violently, and you are about to try to escape along the passage opening.
"No escape!"
The ghost-faced fox pounced on it and pressed the fragment into the scroll.
In the end, the fragment was unable to resist the combined force of the two, as if he sighed, and then was sucked in by the scroll.
The scroll's cube flashed and disappeared, and at the same time, the rust-red color slowly lit up at the position of the fragment I just sucked.
"Success!"
The ghost-faced fox smiled.
Her efforts were not in vain. Although there were still six fragments to be collected, this was undoubtedly a good start!
Rumble.
The ghost-faced fox was shocked, and quickly picked up the scroll and fled out along the cracked passage.
Dongdong!
The earth seemed to be shaking, and there must be an earthquake.
The sound of the waves approached, white light appeared, and the ghost-faced fox suddenly jumped, turned back into a human form at the entrance, and then launched the ghost step, quickly flashing in the cliff until it stood at the end of the broken wall.
The shaking of the earth did not mean to stop at all, and the magnificent dragon scale rocks did not receive the pity of nature. They collapsed and rolled into the sea with the waves.
Gugululu - White smoke emerged from the ocean, which was the slurry of the undersea volcano, which was quickly cooled by the sea water and evaporated.
"What exactly is this fragment?"
Looking at all this in front of him, the ghost-faced fox murmured to himself.
Bang rumble!
A very distant voice came from behind, and the ghost-faced fox slowly turned around and saw a mountain in the distance spewing out a rolling black smoke.
Immediately afterwards, there is the second and third seats.
It was like a sudden red cracks appeared on the earth, and the magma gushing from the crater was like a molten gold waterfall hanging upside down in the sky, dyeing the clouds into their own colors.
The rich black smoke wrapped around Mars and rushed straight to the sky of a thousand meters, and a huge, expanding bloomed in the daytime.
Then every few seconds, red rocks exploded from the flower core, falling to the foothills like comets, melting the snowfields below and igniting the forest into a continuous wall of fire.
"I did this?" The ghost-faced fox looked around guiltily, only to find a building suspected to be a scientific research station or an outpost in the distance.
I shouldn't have been discovered.
(This chapter ends)