"Yibo Kohara." The police officers in the interrogation room had changed a group of people and were wearing uniforms dedicated to the public security. They no longer talked to Yama Kohara, and called him directly, "Do you know this thing?"

There was cold pork chop rice in front of Shipo Kahara. He didn't touch the takeaway ordered by the police. Shipo was still in a daze. His eyes were staring ahead with a dull look. He still couldn't accept the fact that Kyoko Nemura died. He was still smiling a few days ago, but why did he suddenly die, and he died so miserably.

She must have suffered great pain during her lifetime.

Who is it, who killed Kyoko?!

"Shibo Kahara!" The police officer hammered the table with his fists and shook the carved wood in front of Shibo Kahara.

"Say, where did you get this thing?"

The blood-red veins on the spiritual wood make people feel creepy after seeing it.

"I..." Looking at the wood, Shiho Kahara's voice choked up, "I bought it online, it was said to be the magical wood of the Osaka Giant Buddha. The magic circle on it is said to bring people... good luck. I originally... wanted to give it to Kyoko, but I didn't expect Kyoko to... she..."

It is indeed a spiritual wood from Osaka.

In addition, the staff of Shibo Kahara's fifth lesson did not believe it at all.

The incident of the Osaka Linghua Wood is really a headache. After the scattered Linghua Wood was collected by the Osaka people, they made outstanding performance in their local merchant characteristics, bought and sold, and the customs arrested many smugglers, forming a huge Linghua Wood sales market at home and abroad in the island country. These Osaka giant Buddha Linghua Woods are too expensive to say that the price is too much compared to gold, but they are still similar to silver.

In addition to the circulating on the market, many spiritual woods are hidden by local residents themselves and are ready to be passed down as heirlooms from generation to generation.

The atmosphere of Buddhist belief in the island country is very strong - isn’t the relics of monks just stones? Our spiritual wood in Osaka doesn’t have to do anything to make the stones a hundred times stronger.

The fact that Shibao Kahara looked like he would never admit his death caused the case to stalemate.

Now there is evidence that Shibo Kohara directly killed Kyoko, but no fingerprints of Shibo Kohara were found at the scene of Kyoko Nemura's death. Although there were already witnesses and elements related to black magic were found in the home, it seems that the real murderer had been found in the case, but if the case is really closed like this, it would be a joke. Any passerby can decide the direction of a case.

Besides, who dares to determine the truth or falsehood of the tramp’s statement? If a big man comes forward to endorse the letter, it will definitely be credible, but the statement of a mere tramp is no better than the barking of an old dog on the street.

…………

I don’t know who leaked the news, or that this bad murder case cannot be hidden at all. After confirming that it did not involve supernatural existence, the official no longer pressed it.

[Female College Student] [Tokyo Murder Case] ​​[Hidden Body Refrigerator] All words have natural explosive points. In addition to hiding the black magic circle in the news, the media hoped to dig out all the information about the victimized female college students. TV stations intensively broadcast this news with great public opinion value, and the public eye of discussing the Osaka Giant Buddha came to this news that happened in Sumida District.

There is an old group building in Katsushika District. The old man who has lived in the group area these days has found that there are several new neighbors around him. In the group area where no new people have moved in for 10 or 20 years, these new neighbors are very eye-catching.

The residential area of ​​the Tuandi was a product of the island country's post-war war last century. After the war, a large number of rural populations flowed into cities, and the urban population grew rapidly and there were shortages of houses. Therefore, the government built countless Tuandi lands across the country in the imitation of the residential camps before the war. "Tongdi land" can be understood in a literal sense - a piece of land is drawn to live in.

The government built dozens or hundreds of public housing, and then delivered it to the middle class for use at an appropriate price, because they were all residential areas planned and built by the government. The Tuandi Tower had been modernized in the Tuandi Tower after its new construction, including electricity, tap water, etc., and the living habits were in the Tuandi Tower. The Tuandi tribe was the most westernized group of people in the island country at that time. While the Tuandi tribes were envied by others, outsiders also wore tinted glasses on them. For example, since the 1970s, there have been many film and television creations with the theme of Tuandi wives one after another - gentle and elegant husbands with high education went out to work and work. The young wife encountered difficulties in life at home, the faucet was broken, the pipes were blocked, and the goods could not be moved upstairs. Then they encountered a burly but powerful plumber and porter with low education...

However, with the rapid development of modern society, the group land originally built in the suburbs of the city has been included in the expanded city center. However, those who lived in the group land had long grown old or died of old age. Most of the group land is now like ghost towns. Tokyo is a little better. If the group land in other small cities is in the evening, it would be really scary. The island government has long stopped building new public group land, but it has begun to build apartments, or slowly modernize the old group land, but the transformation speed is not fast, which is better than nothing.

In a cramped group room, several men gathered together. The latest Tokyo news was played on the TV inside the room, an outdoor program recorded by the TV station.

[The place we are now in is the apartment building where the murdered girl is located. However, the management of the apartment house does not allow us to enter now. There is no way we can only take pictures outside the apartment, but we found an eyewitness.]

As the picture turned, a man with a full mosaic stood in front of the camera. Under the blurry mosaic, he could only vaguely see that this was a man and was not well dressed.

【Come on the record now, ah, that's fine.】

[This is the thing. A few days ago, I was sleeping in the park, and then I saw a fat man in a daze...]

The mosaic man's voice was old, and he vividly described what happened that morning, saying the same as the truth.

But listening to the man's words, the people in the house in this group became strange.

Who is this guy? Aren’t this group of people killed in their house?

"Xigang, Hengshan, that female college student was killed by you two, who is the guy who talks nonsense on TV?" The one who spoke was an old man in his seventies. He was sitting in a wheelchair, thin, his hair was basically gone, his body was bent like after a stroke, and his hands were trembling constantly, "What a messy fat man."

The old man's lips were very thin and his face was filled with a feeling of paranoidness.

Yokoyama Yushi is a middle-aged man with a buzz cut and a ferocious look, in his fifties. Nishioka next to him is exactly the opposite. He is in his thirties, but he looks similar to his twenties. He is not handsome, but he has a gentle atmosphere.

The evil man Hengshan patted his thighs excitedly: "It's definitely the guy on TV who is making up. I guess he wants to attract the attention of people around him. There are really everyone in this society."

Nishioka Masaki didn't feel guilty about killing his "girlfriend": "This matter has become so big now, so it's better not to take action next, right, Mr. Sagawa?"

There were two Mr. Sagawa in the room, one was a man who had a stroke in a wheelchair, and the other was a younger brother who was pushing the wheelchair from behind.

"Don't be afraid, I feel that I seem to have figured out the key to talking to the demon."

"And there are so many bodies in the apartment. Once the police find out, they will quickly investigate it. We can't hide for too long."

"But as long as you can summon the demon god before this, it will be enough!"
Chapter completed!