The sound was mixed in with the howling wind and rain outside, but it seemed particularly clear.

"who?"

Miyake Kouta was confused, who else came to the door?

"Don't go there, brother!" Qian Zhang stood up hurriedly and called to his brother. His expression became bleak, and his thin white lips couldn't help trembling, but then he forced out a very strange smile, "Brother, you

do you know?"

"what do you know?"

Chiaki Miyake: "It was the first light novel I wrote, The Hero of the Stick, which made me famous. Ha, do you know why I wrote it?"

Kouta stared at his brother with extremely confused eyes.

He didn't understand why his brother suddenly wanted to talk about this.

Moreover, Kang Tai has always been reluctant to mention the "Romance of the Heroes of the Stick".

Because this was the beginning of the transformation between the dazzling and the ordinary between him and his brother, and the beginning of the gradual alienation of their brotherly relationship.

Kouta knows that he is a very despicable brother. He cannot accept the huge success of his originally incompetent brother. In contrast, he cannot accept his own mediocrity.

He is jealous of his younger brother.

Therefore, he has always been reluctant to talk about this.

Why bring it up?

But at this time?

Then he heard his younger brother beside him speak again, with a trembling tone, saying something he didn't expect: "I wrote that novel because of my eldest brother."

"I?"

"Yes, because the way my eldest brother swings a baseball bat on the field is really cool. When I was a child, I always thought that my eldest brother was a hero. In fact, he is the same now."

"You guy...what are you talking about all of a sudden?"

Strange things happen one after another.

The knocking at the door still didn't stop.

Bang bang bang!

Immediately afterwards, a voice sounded outside: "Brother Kang, are you at home?"

That voice sounded a bit familiar.

And when Kangtai thought of the owner of this voice, he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back and the hairs on his hair stood on end.

This is Jieyou's voice.

Jieyou is a friend of his younger brother, and Kangtai has met him several times, so he barely remembers his voice.

But isn't he dead?

Bang bang bang!

"Brother Kang, I am Jieyou. Listen to me, I saw Qianzhang walking into your house. Are you still there? I don't know what he told you, but don't believe him, run away.

Chiaki died in Akita!"

"What's the meaning?"

Miyake Kouta was extremely surprised.

What happened tonight was completely beyond his knowledge.

But at this moment, there was a beep, and the lights in the house suddenly flickered, and the light was uncertain, as if it would disappear into the darkness at any time.

Miyake Kouta turned around and looked at his younger brother beside him.

In the environment where glare and darkness overlapped, he saw his younger brother's appearance.

Qianzhang stood there, under the bright and dark light tubes, his eyes wide open, and the white part of the eye holes was completely occupied by blood.

His mouth was open, his cheeks were stained with tears, and saliva mixed with blood remained at the corners of his white mouth.

The arms were twisted and stretched forward in an extremely weird posture, until they seemed to be separated from the shoulder joints, making a cracking sound.

He stood upright in such an extremely weird posture, mumbling vaguely in his mouth that was so open that his jaw almost fell off:

"Brother, I wrote a novel for you..."

…

It's a little earlier.

Apartment building located in Docklands.

Kamiyagawa held the hilt of Ichimonji's sword and walked up the stairs to the fourth floor.

It was still raining heavily outside, but the voice-activated lights in the corridor were lighting steadily.

Walking to the door of Chiaki Miyake's house on the fourth floor, he stared at it.

That's right, the remaining breath of Kaitan comes from here.

"Ah——Hum——"

Using the breath of Ah Hum to adjust his body, Shen Gu raised his foot and kicked hard towards the handle of the security door.

There was a loud bang.

The slightly deformed iron door was opened with a bang.

Such a huge noise alerted the neighbors, and someone poked his head out of the apartment next to him.

Kamiya just waved the countermeasures room ID in his hand indifferently: "The Metropolitan Police Department is handling the case."

Then he walked grandly into the large apartment.

Chiaki Miyake's apartment was very dark and the temperature was very low.

After holding the knife and looking around for a while, Kamiya walked towards the master bedroom.

Here he saw a strange large box.

It is like a coffin, the length is the same as a normal coffin, but the width and height are close to two meters.

Kamiyakawa had no inhibitions. He bowed slightly and stepped forward to push open the coffin lid.

There is a person lying in this strange coffin, lying in an extremely weird posture with his hands deformed and rising straight up.

Chiaki Miyake.

When he came here, Kamiya had seen a photo of their studio from Mr. Tsukada, so he recognized the face in the coffin.

Kamiya didn't know how long Miyake had been dead. After all, he was not a professional in this area.

It is estimated that it has been more than three days, and spots have appeared on the surface of the body.

Maybe because the temperature here is extremely low, there is no obvious odor for the time being.

But I still remember that Mr. Tsukada said that the day before yesterday, Chiaki Miyake called and declined the invitation to join the reorganized Tokuma Studio.
Chapter completed!