Chapter 123

Crow woke up with a very painful head, like a tormenting war, as if through countless battlefield. He felt like he thought of something, such as dreaming about what happened before in his sleep, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember anything. When he woke up, he heard a roar of Rage:

who killed him

Crow is full of a spirit, immediately stand up, instinctively to the owl to look over, not by surprise to stare at the eyes!

The owl is dead.

It seems that it is inappropriate to say "dead", but crows don't know how to describe it. The owl was sitting there, and he was sitting in the seat he had been sitting in. He still had a music box in his hand, which still played beautiful music, but it was stained with blood. The blood fell from the owl's low head, and a drop fell on the box in his hand.

"What happened?" The crow walked by unbelievably, then he squatted at the owl's feet and looked up at him.

Owl eyes were cut, that is, a knife was cut on his eyes, eyes corner to the middle of the nose were cut out of a seam, thick blood ran along his eyes full of face.

But it's not a fatal injury, the most deadly is the wound on the owl's neck, which is so deep in bone that it can't be seen. Blood also flows all over his body from his neck. Owl's blood looks very dark red and thick, unlike fresh blood, and the amount of blood is not much. Generally speaking, people who have been killed by throat cutting must splash everywhere. Blood pressure of the artery around the neck will make blood surging like a fountain.

But none of this really matters. What's important is who did this to the owl? Who 'killed' him?!

Crow first thought of the wolf, he trembled his fingertip, turned to stare at wolf: "why does he become this?"

"How do I know?" The wolf seldom has all kinds of ridicules or grins. His face is pale. It is rare. The wolf looks terrible. He is drooping his head, his hair is scattered and his breath is short. He said, "this is the same thing when I wake up."

"Don't make excuses! You are the most likely one of us to do this! " Crow is also rarely excited. He can not help but grasp one of the owl's arms. The owl □ □ is cold outside the skin, which makes the crow's heart cool. He continues to look back angrily at the wolf.

"You've been fighting with owls, your two conflicts have been escalated, you've wanted to kill him all morning, right?" he said

"I didn't kill him!" The wolf denied, as if also some anger, he began to roar at the crow: "I killed who I absolutely confessed! But I will never put the unnecessary charges on myself! "

"Who would have wanted to kill owls here, and who could have reason to kill him?" The crow was so flustered that as soon as the owl died, he lost the reason to support himself. Even the crow had suspected the Owl for a time, but he was inexplicably convinced that only the owl was trustworthy on this inexplicable train.

"You have to understand! We have three people here! " The wolf took a deep breath to adjust its breathing frequency, looked at the crow, and then the black cat.

The wolf said, "owls were killed before we woke up. That is, after owl stopped music, three of us started searching for the car, and then I was in the aisle outside the crew lounge and toilet. I saw the crow You fainted and fell on the sofa, and then I fell asleep, and the only sober estimate after that was black cat! You have to ask him what happened and ask if I was the killer! k？”

"I don't know." The black cat heard the wolf, and he said, and the voice was bleak: "I began to be confused soon after you all fell asleep, and I saw the owl still normal."

"I don't understand!" Crow just wanted to scream. He held the owl's hand tightly. The blood of the owl ran down his arm and into the crow's finger seam: "the three of us are living here. You can deny that you didn't do it! Can there be another man in this carriage? "

"Come on! Why can you blame me without pressure? " The wolf began to laugh at the crow again. "I can doubt that you did this. Think about it. Think about it. You can pretend to be the first one of us who is dizzy. Then you can lie there and wait for me and all the others to fall asleep, and then get up and do the Owl..."

Wolf has not finished a word, crow suddenly stood up! He was very angry! He took out the music box still playing music from the owl's heart and hit the wolf hard.

The wolf couldn't react. He reached for a shot at the music box that hit him. The music box was immediately slapped on the ground by the wolf. The box was not firm, and the parts that fell on the ground broke.

The wonderful violin music ended in such a sudden."Grass!" The wolf glared at the crow angrily: "I know, you are trying to kill all of us!"

"Then I'll die! You mean bastard! " Crow had no sense of anger. He reached for another glass drink bottle on the table and hit it on the wolf's head. The wolf was leaning away. Just trying to resist, the black cat suddenly squatted down and picked up something from the parts that broke the ground in the music box.

"Don't play. I've found the key." Said the black cat.

But in such a chaotic time, even the surprise of finding the key obviously can not stop the crow and wolf fighting. The owl's death has made the crow angry and sad, so that it is irrational. Maybe from the death of the double headed snake, he began to accumulate such or such negative emotions, and the contradiction points to the wolf obviously.

The crow identified it as a wolf who killed people.

But the wolf was baffled and wronged because he thought he had done nothing.

The black cat stood at the side and watched them fight, and in their hands, she held the key. The eyes were deep and dark, as if it could penetrate into the dark. The black cat has been very little expression, and his mood and eyes are very little fluctuating, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know anything, nor does it mean he will simply obey the orders.

However, the wolf was not willing to give a powerful counter attack against the crow. The two men fight at the same time, and the wolf has converged at the beginning. Because the crow never participates in fighting, he always feels that the goods are weak. Therefore, they dare not take heavy hands to kill people. However, the fight always fails to converge until the back, so they really start to punch and have no eyes.

When he woke up and found that the owl died, the wolf always felt his chest was sullen. It was not very hard but it was always hard to get better. This made the wolf extremely irritable. Especially, the crow who came to the door made his mind difficult. When he hit the crow's stomach with a fist, he felt his eyes were congested 。

If there is no one stopping this fight, maybe one of them will really kill the other. You die or I die.

But the last thing that stopped the fight was the black cat. He cut into the war, grabbed the arm of the dominant wolf, and gave him a kick, forcing the wolf to take off the ground, so he fell face to ground.

Then the black cat grabbed the crow's neck and pressed him on the cushion of one side sofa.

"Calm down * *" Now that the music is stopped, we have to open the door. " The black cat was very gentle, though he had no facial expression.

Crow did not speak, gasping in distress, but his body slowly relaxed, he closed his eyes, covered his face with his hand.

"Why can you all care nothing?" Crow's tone was crying, and he asked in a small and sad voice, "although I have no memory, I feel that you are all important to me before I lose my memory."

"But you will not be sad - is it just because there is no memory, so is it a stranger?"

"They're all dead..." Crow said really cried, he still covered his face, tears from the fingers from the seam, mixed with some blood on his fingers, into dazzling blood. He bit his teeth to stop his sobs, and he rolled it into a group and tucked his face into the rough sofa mat.

"I don't want to be happy" - crows hoarse, like the lament of a little animal before death.

The black cat sat by the crow, looked down at him, and touched the soft black hair of the crow with her hand.

"Don't be afraid. It's not going to be OK." He comforted him, and his voice was so tender and incredible.

The door of car 7 was finally opened by the black cat. Now there are only three left in the five people's team, and it becomes a fragile group on the verge of collapse. Before leaving, the crow went back to see him. Now the owl will not move again. He will stay in that position and sit on the sofa. The crow touches his cold hand.

"You should know what happened, right?" The crow crouched around the owl and asked him in a low voice.

The owl remained motionless, and all the blood on him was no longer flowing and began to dry up.

"You haven't died, I know..." "Or you were dead at first, though it was amazing," the crow said

"I think you can hear me say --" the crow said sadly: "sorry, it's all my fault."

The black cat over there has opened the door and called the crow's name.

The crow looked back at the black cat and turned to the owl.

"Sorry" - he repeated his apology.

"I have to leave you here."

Then crows stood up and walked towards the connecting door of car 7, and now they have to go to car 6.

The author has something to say: 00 hard! struggle! to update!