Kamiya didn't plan to use [Thousand Silver Needles] on Saotome, because she might need to cooperate with him later, so he didn't want to blind her into being stupid.

Moreover, relying on deception to obtain information, and waiting for the other party to react, they may feel conflicted, which is not conducive to future cooperation.

It's best to let her admit it herself.

And because Kamiyagawa has been putting psychological pressure on Saotome intentionally or unintentionally in the past two days, although she can barely remain calm on the surface, she is always on tenterhooks and unable to really relax because she is really hiding something, and her inner emotions are already in chaos.

The psychological defense was broken. Ms. Saotome was confused by the self-consumption caused by "playing" and many unverified thoughts.

It's a good time to capture her in one fell swoop and obtain information that may be related to Takiyashahime.

…

Present life.

Tokushima Prefecture, Kamiseki Town.

This is a town located on the southern coast of Tokushima.

The time now is daytime, in a certain household in a high-rise residential building east of Kamishi Town.

There is no natural light in the bathroom of this house, and the incandescent lamp on the ceiling makes a "sizzling" sound of electricity, flickering on and off.

Between such an uncomfortable overlap of light and dark, there is a man's figure twisting in it.

Sizzling——

The incandescent light comes on.

The man's figure was illuminated again.

His shadow was projected onto the scarlet-colored wall, moving darkly and continuously.

As for the man himself, you can see that his whole body is stained with either dried or fresh blood.

The body and hair were covered with a large amount of minced meat, red, white, fat and thin powdery meat, and the smell was disgusting.

"Damn...damn...damn!"

The man was cursing like this, his breath was heavy, his eyes were red because they were bloodshot, and the background color of his pupils was like a mad beast, dark and violent.

He raised his right hand high.

A kitchen knife with a blunt edge and dripping with blood was then raised, flashing a weak and sticky cold light under the illumination of the incandescent lamp.

Sizzling——

The lights dimmed again.

The man also swung the kitchen knife in his hand.

Boom!

The blade of the knife fell on the chopping board, making a dull chopping sound.

The man's name was Sumiyoshi Yoshihuai, and he was originally just a gangster worth mentioning.

In addition, he is not the current owner of this apartment.

Sumiyoshi appears here for the purpose of burglary.

As a habitual criminal, he had already conducted a thorough investigation before breaking into the target apartment.

No one has been in or out of this apartment for at least three days, and the clothes hanging on the balcony have not changed their positions. The owner must be in a hurry and have a long trip, so it is a good target.

However, Sumiyoshi Yoshihuai would never have imagined that when he successfully sneaked into this apartment late at night and was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, the original owner of the house would suddenly come back and bump into him.

Tough luck!

How could he be so unlucky?

The owner of the apartment is an old man with gray hair, but his gentle eyes are still full of color.

The old man's eyebrows leave a deep impression on people. The peaks of his eyebrows are delicate and soft, and his eyes are clear and deep.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It feels a bit inconsistent for no reason, and it really doesn’t look like what an older person should look like.

At the same time, it was these eyes that looked at him gently but contemptuously that aroused Sumiyoshi Yoshihuai's great anger.

Burglary turned into murder.

By the time Sumiji Yihuai could react, the old man had already been strangled to death by his throat and was no longer breathing.

However, the expression on the old man's face has not changed, and there is no trace of fear remaining. It still contains contradictory gentleness and contempt.

It's like laughing at Sumiyoshi.

"How dare you look down on me? How dare you...how dare you look down on me?"

Perhaps Sumiyoshi Yoshihuai has never reacted to the matter of killing the owner of the house, and he may never react to it again.

After the murder, instead of fleeing the scene, he locked the door of the house and shut himself in with the old man's body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the bathroom, the dull sound of chopping meat continued.

Sumiyoshi Yoshihuai picked up a handful of minced meat with a ferocious expression and threw it into the sink and toilet to flush it down.

"Damn..."

How long had he been in this house?

Sumiyoshi Yoshihuai himself didn’t even know.

All he knew was that the pieces of meat on the bathroom floor that he had picked off from the skeleton would not be reduced no matter what.

All I know is that the minced meat on the chopping board is densely squirming, multiplying and multiplying as if it is alive.

Faced with such a strange scene, Sumiyoshi Yoshihuai had no fear at all. He only felt anger...anger...

He seemed to still be able to see the old man's gentle yet contemptuous eyes, still shaking in front of him.

That kind of unreasonable anger and desire for destruction completely swallowed him up.

"Damn...damn!"

Sumiyoshi Yoshihuai grabbed another bloody piece of meat, pressed it on the chopping board, and chopped it up with a knife.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this time, outside the bathroom.

The refrigerator in the kitchen was originally closed.

But for some reason, the refrigerator door suddenly opened without warning, and a gray-haired head rolled out from inside.

The head didn't look like it had been dead for a long time at all, and it even still had a clear and weird smile on its face.

Pfft, pfft.
Chapter completed!