~： The fifth year story 133, the truth under the photo

The idiot stretched out a finger and said: "The first mistake. I was talking to Wang across the door on the evening of the 27th. In fact, it was Nana inside the door. She came to the attic by returning to the room. , Hide inside and type, play the gramophone."

Stretched out the second finger: "The second mistake, it was still not Wang that we talked through the door on the morning of the 28th, but the Buddha posing."

"Next, the third mistake. It was not the Buddha that was burned by the flames on the morning of the 30th. It was Wang's corpse that was secretly hidden by the Buddha and burned after being splashed with oil. Because the corpse was coked and had a fuzzy face, it was impossible Recognition from the appearance. And after being burned, it is impossible to tell the exact time of death. This is the real reason why they chose the prophecy of the road of ten to commit the murder."

Frank nodded, she didn't say anything to the idiot. After thinking about it for a while, she said, "Then, the reason why Old Bald died is because he discovered the fact that Wang is not in the attic?"

"It's very possible. Actually, I can hardly imagine the fact that there will only be one key in the attic. If this is the case, what if Mayor Zaro Star loses the key and is locked out of the door? Don’t need to give up this protection room? So, there must be a spare key. And as the male servant who has served the longest in the mayor’s mansion, Old Bald, it is very likely that he will keep this key. He must have felt that it was too long to be able After receiving news from Wang in the attic, he opened the door to worry about it. Unfortunately, one of Nana and Buddha broke through, so he was killed."

Frankly nodded, thinking as if she was self-digesting. After a while, she suddenly said: "Little brother, although you have explained a lot. I also want to believe that most of what you say is true. But what you say There is something very incredible inside."

"According to your logic, the person who killed Mrs. Suili should have a deep hatred with her? In that case, the Buddha is their precious son, why should he kill his mother?"

"No, the Buddha is not the son of Mrs. Suili and Wang. At least, it is by no means his own."

"what?!"

"In the Buddha's room, I have seen a photo album. It is full of photos of the Buddha when he was a child. From childhood to adulthood, I have never stopped."

Tan frowned: "What does this mean? Doesn't it mean that the couple loves their son very much?"

"..................But why is there a photo of Buddha on the cover when he was three years old. But there is no one before the age of three?"

Frankly stunned.

"When I watched it at the time, I found it very strange. Why didn't there be any photos before the age of three. But if you reverse your thinking, it is not that the photos before the age of three are not collected, but that you can't take the photos before the age of three. It's all explained."

"Mrs. Suili and Wang, the couple probably adopted the Buddha, who was only three years old at the time, and began collecting photos from that time. However, this alone does not explain the hatred of the Buddha towards them. But from those In the photo, I quickly found another information, revealing another fact."

"He, in the process of growing up, has always been abused by two people."

Tan's eyebrows were raised in surprise. She recalled the Buddha's crying and lost her voice at the time. She couldn't imagine that this young man would be abused! Because this reason was too ridiculous, she couldn't help but yelled--

"This is impossible!!!"

"may."

The idiot closed his eyes, let the clear thoughts flow slowly through his mind, and said--

"Two days before I came to this town, a person sent me my ID card. On that day, her dress was abnormal. The cuffs were so long that she almost covered her palms and her neck was covered with tall clothes. Covered by the collar. From top to bottom, only a little bit of skin on the face and palms is exposed, which is a bit too conservative. This kind of dress is not her usual habit."

"However, she was dressed like this because she had offended her father for something the previous night. As a result, she was beaten by her father. Those clothes were used to cover up the wounds all over her body."

"Yesterday when I saw the photo taken by the Buddha, I was surprised to see the abnormal habits of him and my friend in the photo. Whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, whether it is wind or rain, he is in the photo. It's always a long-sleeved dress. Even photos taken on a cliff near the wind and sand, facing a hot place like the desert, are all in formal dress."

After hearing this, Tan finally understood. She gently stroked the child in her arms, sighed, shook her head, and said, "That's it... If those photos are really as you said, they are taken so often, but the Buddha in them is always wearing long sleeves. In terms of clothes, it does mean that it is hiding something. Cough~~~ I didn’t expect that the child seemed to love his parents so much. I didn’t expect to be so vicious in the interior. That’s cruel enough for the parents. While abusing the child, while pretending to love the child in front of others, he took him to take pictures around. Haha, it’s really ironic~~~"

"…………………………"

"So now, where is he?"

The idiot did not answer this question. He just looked at the direction he abandoned the boat ashore, where Nana's body was still lying on the boat. And the blood flowing out of the haystack has solidified...

Tan didn't ask, she just shrugged and smiled: "The Buddha's motives are clear, so what about that beautiful little girl's motives? For the money?"

"……………………** To be."

"Uh…………?!"

"Now, her revenge has not been completed. In order to avenge her completely, in order to achieve my goal, I must clear all obstacles to advancement for her final revenge goal. For this, you--"

The black sword pointed to the ground, and the voice of an idiot floated on the snowy field, like a dark ghost.

"Must die."

The idiot's words made Tan couldn't help laughing loudly, her waist swinging, her laughter leaned forward and backward, as if she had heard a very funny joke. The idiot allowed her to laugh, but Dimie didn't move too much. It is like a cast iron standing still in the cold winter wind.

Tan smiled.

Soon, she laughed enough.

The woman stretched out her hand to hold her slightly messy emission, calmed her breathing, and said, "For the last goal? Hmm... let me think about it. Now that Nana is dead, I'm afraid the Buddha is too bad. Two. The murderers came down one after another. So, what other goal do you have?... By the way, I didn't see Ette and Severn. Could it be that your last goal... is between them?"

"………………………………"

"Hehehe, what a funny little brother~~~! Although I don't know why you wanted to help the last target, but to get rid of me for the one you want to kill, don't you think it is too contradictory? If so, I can join hands with you to kill the last target, can't I?"

This proposal was buried in the cold silence. The idiot couldn't agree with this answer at all, and now the map is on that boat. It is not difficult to cross the river. Anonymous people will try their best to get the map, and then they will be immersed in the joy of getting everything.

And his opportunity is at this moment.

The blade radiated a black light that swallowed everything.

The blood pupil at the hilt of the sword opened, revealing a playful look.

Slowly... the smile on Tan's face also disappeared. The feminine tenderness left her body, turning into a cold killing color.

"Finally, answer me. I think my acting skills are very good. There is no place that you can see through. I tried my best to act as a bitter woman, a person who is out of place. I don't think I will be caught by you suddenly from behind The reason for the assassination."

"……………………"

"Tell me, when did you start thinking that something is wrong with me."

"........................ Your acting skills are too bad."