Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

I can't help but get chills on my back.

Covering his mouth subconsciously, Conan felt a rush in his stomach.

Although I have seen this **** situation many times, I still feel all kinds of discomfort when I see it at this moment.

‘Is this place in Chiba poisonous? ’

After calming down his surging stomach, Conan couldn't help but think.

I feel that every time I come to Chiba, I encounter some very **** murders.

Although I always encountered murders when I was in Tokyo, Chiba's side is particularly bloody.

‘Fortunately, Xiaolan didn’t follow me. ’

Conan's heart couldn't help but feel a little fortunate.

Although Xiaolan's force value is very strong, it still cannot change the fact that she is a girl.

I will definitely vomit when I see this scene, and have nightmares at night.

‘First rule out suicide. ’

Carefully observing the scene, Conan teased in his heart.

After all, the fact that seven or eight shots in the back was finally judged to be suicide is ridiculous, but what is even more ridiculous is that it did happen in reality.

It can only be said that fiction needs logic, but reality does not.

Conan's joke is also to relieve the pressure in his heart.

Even he felt a lot of pressure in such a **** scene.

Not everyone can be as unmoved as the characters in the novel, no matter what kind of scene they face.

Conan himself can't do it anyway.

Carefully stepping over the bloodstains that flowed freely on the ground, Conan carefully observed the corpse in front of him.

His wide eyes seemed to see something incredible or even terrifying.

Looking in the direction of the line of sight, Conan can only see the white ceiling and door frame.

Frowning, Conan always felt that something wasn't quite right.

But don't know what's wrong.

Just vaguely feel some.

But I couldn't grasp this feeling for a while.

Looking at the corpse, the eyes behind the flat mirror reveal a serious look that does not belong to a child of this age.

'The corpse was destroyed too much. ’

Frowning, Conan felt a little tricky.

Crouching down and staring at the **** hand, there was a voice telling Conan that there was a very important clue here.

It may be intuition, or it may be a habit developed over the years in solving crimes.

When Conan saw this kind of murder, he would immediately focus on the victim's finger.

As long as the victim is not killed by a single blow without any resistance, then there will be some skin debris or something left in the crevice of the victim's fingers. . . . . .

Um?

At this moment, Conan seemed to realize something.

So clean.

The gaps between this person's fingers are really too clean.

Although I work as a waiter at the meal point, it is normal for my fingers to be clean.

But in this case, there should be some residue between the fingers.

And on the door frame.

Turning his head subconsciously, although the compartment door and door frame that were opened were stained with a little blood.

But too few.

The amount of blood ejected should not be so small.

There should even be some on the ceiling.

but.

Wanting to take a few steps back, Conan stared at the corpse in this compartment.

A tall figure whose specific outline could not be clearly seen was gradually drawn in Conan's mind.

Is this figure too tall?

Conan realized the problem as soon as the outline of the character was constructed.

If this height is really in the crowd, it will definitely be very conspicuous.

But it didn't.

Is there something missing?

Conan's attention once again returned to the case itself.

The thoughts in my mind were spinning rapidly.

This case seems to be beyond his expectations?

"Oh, this is really......"

At the door of the restaurant, a petite girl looked at the restaurant in surprise.

I originally thought that this era should be the so-called happy era in the mouths of some teachers, but now it seems that it is not the case.

Butterfly sighed slightly.

Sure enough, that era only exists in ideals, it does not exist.

It's like a sister's dream.

At this moment, Butterfly Shinobi has lost the uniform of Haori and the Demon Killing Team.

The lower body is a pair of black trousers with purple patterns, and the upper body is a white and purple coat with pure white short sleeves inside.

On the bridge of his nose is a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and he also wears a small and delicate purple wristband on his wrist.

It seems to be in line with the attributes of Butterfly Ninja itself.

Don't ask her why she wears a coat in summer.

Happy to ask.

As you can see, the members of the Ghost Slayer team also have uniforms throughout the year, and many of them have to add a feather weave to the outside of the columns.

"Although it is already a society ruled by law, there is still no way to avoid this kind of thing."

Asukai Kiji, who was beside Butterfly Shinobi, said.

Although Butterfly Ninja has been studying systematically for most of the past few days, he accidentally became a good friend with Asuka Iikiki.

It may be that the two have similar views in many respects.

The two stood at the door of the restaurant and chatted for a while before preparing to leave.

Murder or something is not within their scope of responsibility.

When the two were about to leave, an unexpected figure appeared here.

"I remember you were the one beside Luo Zhen."

Yato, who was holding a long sword in his hand, looked at Asuka Iiki and Butterfly Shinobi in surprise.

What a coincidence.

Chapter 762 Chapter 741 The twentieth memory clearing has been achieved!

"Who are you, Mr. Yato?"

Looking at Yato in front of him, Asuka Jinguki was a little surprised.

If she remembers correctly, Yato has been investigating some kind of case since some time ago.

Probably before Rozen went to Tokyo.

Yato even ran all the way to Hokkaido.

Seeing it in Chiba now is somewhat surprising.

"I'm tracking down a very troublesome guy."

"As a result, I went back and forth back to Chiba."

As if seeing Asuka's doubts, Yato said very cheerfully.

As for the Butterfly Ninja beside Asuka Ikiki, Yato is probably a little impressed.

It seems to be said that Luo Zhen acted as an intermediary during the summer vacation and returned from another world.

Yedou naturally knew that Luo Zhen could travel the world at will.

But Yato had no intention of going back.

Originally, Yato's goal was to have a shrine through his own efforts, and then have his own place in Takamagahara.

But now, Yato's goal is still to try to have his own shrine.

But Gao Tianyuan or something.

Yato said it doesn't matter.

To be honest in that world, he doesn't have many good memories.

Compared to the days when he was the God of Yebu, it was the identity of the Five Yuan God, Yedou, that made him happier.

It's enough to go back and see your few friends every now and then.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"nothing."

Waving his hand, Yato said casually.

The eyes are always fixed on a certain direction in the restaurant.

Noticing this, Asukai Kiji and Butterfly Shinobi quickly took the initiative to leave.

"Is this a god?"

Holding the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, Butterfly Ren looked at Yedou's figure with a somewhat inexplicable tone.

To be honest, most people have had a moment when they hoped that God really existed and that God could hear their prayers.

Butterfly is the same way.

But then she realized that God did not exist.

At least, a **** who would pity mankind did not exist in her world.

After that, Butterfly Ninja gave up on God.

Especially in the case of Tongmo, the evil spirit who engages in religion.

"Forget it, although it is said to be a god, it is more like a powerful human being than the omnipotent gods in mythology."

Asukai Kiki shrugged and said.

At first, when he heard the identity of Yato Wushen, Asuka Iikiki was also very shocked.

But later found out that the **** Yato is more like a powerful human.

Even full fire is nothing more than severing a building and leveling a valley.

Although it is very strong, it is indescribable compared to those gods in mythology.

There is no mighty force to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and there are no mysterious methods.