bestfiction Chapter 903 No, this is called a perfect performer
Chapter 903 No, this is called a perfect performer
After the two police officers left, Mao Lilan suddenly noticed the daffodils in the vase, "Huh? Who brought this bouquet of flowers?"
Qianzhu glanced sideways and shook his head slightly, "I don't know either."
"Maybe someone brought flowers to visit Chizuki? But because Chizuki wasn't awake yet, the other person left the flowers and left first." Conan guessed.
Mao Lilan nodded and glanced at the daffodils with one last puzzled look.
While they were chatting, Sato and Takagi had already reported the situation to Officer Megure, and then immediately went to the location mentioned by Chitake.
Sure enough, a house was found in the forest.
They were not sure whether the kidnapper would retreat from here after discovering Qianzhu's escape. After the guards broke into the room, they smelled a very strong and fishy smell of blood!
Following the smell, they came to a bedroom and easily opened the door by turning the doorknob.
However, the scene before them made all of their faces change drastically, and some of them even turned around and tried to hold back the urge to vomit.
The scene in the room was so miserable that they dared not look at it for any longer.
According to the description given to them by Chitake, Sato Miwako held a portrait of the suspect in her hand and compared it with the man hanging in the room, and determined that this man was the criminal who kidnapped Chitake.
But he died in his own house today, and his death was extremely horrific.
Miwako Sato went forward to check and guessed that he had suffered various cruel tortures before his death...
She couldn't help but frown. Who on earth did such a thing?
Time goes back to around two o'clock in the morning today.
After discovering that Chitake had escaped, Toshihara Takashi wanted to set out immediately to find him and kill him directly to prevent himself from being exposed. Then when the time came, he would take the ransom that Mori Kogoro and the others had left in the square and leave immediately.
However, before he was ready to leave, there was a knock on the door, and before he could react, several cloaked men were standing beside him.
"who are you!?"
Shunhara Takashi was on level 10 alert, reaching into his pocket and feeling for a pistol.
"You are already dying, so you don't have to care who we are."
The person who answered him seemed to be a woman with a sweet voice, but her tone was very bad and cruel.
The next second after she finished speaking, a long leg stretched out and kicked Junyuan Takashi over, then took out a long ribbon and wrapped it around his neck, "Why are you still talking nonsense to him."
The other person took the gun out of Shunhara Takashi's pocket, and even under the other person's gaze, the pistol was directly annihilated into powder in his hand.
Junyuan Takashi was stunned immediately.
The person who had the ribbon wrapped around his neck hummed a tune and, ignoring his struggles, pulled the ribbon and forcibly dragged him into the bedroom.
"Be careful, don't strangle him now." The witch reminded behind him, her voice full of laughter.
"It's not that simple. At most it will make him feel a little uncomfortable." The person who dragged him replied with a soft laugh, then threw him into the bedroom.
"What's next? Who goes first or who is responsible for which part?" Another young man leaned against the door frame with his elbows folded, speaking in a leisurely tone.
Several people discussed how to target Toshihara Takashi right in front of him.
Their attention was not on him at the moment. Shunhara Takashi originally wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he suddenly found that he could not move for unknown reasons, and even could not make a sound.
Toshihara Takashi felt very aggrieved and could only glare at them with angry eyes.
However, these people didn't care about him at all.
After the discussion was finally over, the witch chuckled and took out a bunch of tools out of thin air. She handed the skinning knife to the young man who was playing with the ribbon and said, "Here you go. I'll leave this to you."
Then she handed the machete to the man leaning against the door frame, and took out a chair and sat next to him, drinking a cup of tea while watching the show.
The others followed suit.
As soon as someone who was assigned the task of skinning by the witch smiled and stretched out his claws towards Toshihara Takashi, he made an incision on his neck and then began to slowly and carefully peel off his skin except for the part above his head.
During this period, the witch cast several curses on Toshihara Takashi, making him feel as if he was being bitten by insects and ants inside his body, but without their permission, he would not die no matter what kind of torture he suffered.
Although he felt a little disgusted during the peeling process, when a complete human skin was laid next to him, B nodded contentedly, "I am such a genius at torture!"
He then glanced at the bloody and sticky human body with clearly visible muscles next to him. He said "Huh~" in suspicion, then sat down next to her and asked the witch for a cup of café au lait (or milk) without coffee. He drank it happily and watched the next person perform a live dissection on the spot.
L sighed as he operated on her, "It's hard for a painter and photographer like me to come here and do dissection."
"That's good. I'll just think of it as a blessing in disguise." S took a bite of blueberry mousse leisurely, and turned his head to look at the person next to him, "E, do you want to have a bite?"
E: "You eat yours."
"It's a pity that I can't come together." B licked the milk stains from the corners of his mouth with his tongue.
"He is still in the hospital as a vegetable..."
"Once you're done, go back to your coffin and lie down. This is the last time you'll come out." The witch shrugged helplessly.
"That's right." B nodded in confirmation.
When Toshihara Takashi successfully turned into a tattered pile of meat, the witch withdrew the death curse from him and cast a mental curse on him, causing him to die in a mentally painful way.
B let out a sigh, then said without any remorse, "What a bad guy! He treated him so cruelly~"
"But he wants to kill me." S put his arm around his shoulders and replied nonchalantly.
"right."
B chuckled, "Today is another day of schizophrenia~"
"No, it's called a perfect interpreter."
Several people who seemed to be dead or missing in the eyes of outsiders killed a kidnapper and left the place talking and laughing.
Everyone passed through the portal opened by E and returned to the forbidden area of the island. Like the others, they consciously opened the lid of the crystal coffin and lay back down.
The person who was smiling in the last second lost all his life in the next second.
The body of Kita Ayane's clone also appeared here at some point, including Asa.
Except for Bertrand and Qianzhu, all the clones are here.
The body in the coffin began to gradually disappear, turning into powder and becoming nothingness.
At the same time, the golden light spots in the room suddenly increased, the entire space was filled with golden light, and then all rushed into the coffin in the center.
After all the bodies disappeared, the crystal coffins also gradually disappeared, leaving only the iron chains falling to the ground, making crisp clanking sounds.
Finally, the golden light disappeared and the place returned to darkness.