"Actually, it can't be considered acquaintance." Yinsi felt a little disappointed for no reason when he said this.

Kobayashi Yuki sighed and said, "No matter what, you are the only one who has talked to Huan and gone home together. We know each other, right?"

"Yes, but what does that mean? Is Gen the murderer? And I am the ogre who ate the son of the chaebol family?" Indera became increasingly impatient, not because of Kobayashi Yuki's continuous questioning.

Impatient, but he hates others linking these things with fantasy.

He didn't know what he was insisting on... In short... Huan would not do that! Absolutely not! v5 novel

Kobayashi Yukiya also heard the obvious defense in Indera's words.

So he put it another way and said, "Let's put it this way, if you are arrested, who else will find the murderer who killed your friend Lan Chi? Do you count on the police?"

Yinsi was completely angered when he heard this, and he suddenly hated the guy in front of him very much.

"You don't count on the police? Do you count on you? Or me? Don't act condescending. It feels like... you know everything, but you don't say anything, and yet you come to laugh at us!"

"us?"

"Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with Huan, so let them go, goodbye." Yinsi rarely gets angry, but in these short few minutes, he was angered twice.

"This..." Kobayashi Yuki still wanted to redeem himself, but seeing Yoshiji's resolute attitude, he stopped pursuing her.

…

"stand up!"

…

It's the same evening again.

The setting sun stretches the shadows in the room very long...

"Yinji-kun?"

He vaguely heard someone calling his name, Yinsi raised his head and saw a girl with short hair.

Does she always wear a kimono? That monotonous color, that pale color... a color that even looks more boring than the same school uniforms.

"Are you awake? Giggle." The girl was snickering.

But in Yinsi's impression, Huan has always been a serious person.

She really has never smiled once... At least that's what Yin Si remembers... That woman, that strange woman... What secret does she hide in her body?

…

At night, the light rain started again.

But tonight Yinsi decided not to go anywhere. He wanted to stay in the room and have a peaceful sleep.

But as soon as he lay down after dinner, Yinsi heard the wind chimes ringing in front of the door.

I got up and went to the living room to see Akaki sitting on the kotatsu. There were oranges on the plate in front of him, but he didn't move anything and just sat there blankly.

Yinsi walked over and sat down next to him.

From the side, Zhao Mu seems to be much older.

He sighed and said to himself, "When a person kills another person, it must be for some purpose...jealousy, hatred, seizing property or...something else...but he doesn't, he has nothing."

No need, he didn’t take anything, he was just killing people...the targets were random...and disorganized."

Yinsi listened quietly.

"My boss advised me to give up this case. After all, I am about to retire. It will be much easier for me to hand over the case to someone new. Maybe I can apply for a trip to Antarctica to see my daughter," Akira said.

Finally raised his hand to pick up the orange.

Indera watched his movements, and when he picked up the orange, he said, "Pure killing... is meaningless."

Zhaomu froze when he heard this. He stopped and turned to look at Yinsi.

Indera added, "If you kill just for the sake of killing, it's meaningless. In this case... it's too much to describe him as a serial murderer."

Zhao Mu heard it very clearly. He put down the orange and retracted his hand into the kotatsu.

"Hiss...what were you talking about just now?"

Yin Si looked at the oranges on the table, then reached out his hand to take them over.

First, use your nails to tear open the orange peel... just like a dagger with a cold light in the dark night piercing your chest.

It's very easy to tear off the orange peel from the pulp with your fingers. The movement is very skillful...the ups and downs are skillful, without any emotion, just like peeling an orange.

However, Yin Temple's technique was much worse than Aki's. The peel of the orange was a bit messy and failed to bloom completely like a flower.

But he took out the pulp protected by the orange peel completely, but compared with the warm and beating thing, the pulp is much colder and won't even give you any sensory stimulation.

Pass the orange to Akira.

Zhaomu took it and looked at it...

After Yin Si finished all this, he stood up and left.

He can't sleep tonight...he has more important things to do.

…

"Miss." The maid holding the lamp met Qingshui Huan who had just finished bathing as she walked through the corridor.

Her hair is still moist, and her fair skin creates an imaginative beauty...

"Um."

Qingshui Huan only wore a thin v-neck bathrobe, and her chest was almost completely exposed. Only the key areas were wrapped with gauze layer by layer.

When I returned to the room, the candlelight in the room was very dim.

Qing Shuihuan sat down by the window. She picked up a piece of burlap and wiped her hair clean in front of the mirror.

During the whole process, she sat in front of the cold windy window, completely unafraid of the cold winter night.

Yinsi, who had witnessed this scene more than ten times, was not surprised at all. He hid in the bamboo forest and wrapped himself in a thermal blanket specially designed for survival in the wild.

He just kept quiet, looking at the clear water in front of the window from a distance.

After a while, after wiping her hair, Qing Shuihuan turned around and took off her shirt, preparing to sleep.

Yinsi also sat down, took out the prepared black tea from his bag and took a sip.

Taking a deep breath, Yinsi felt very relieved.

He is ready to go back.

But today seems a little unusual.

On weekdays, the sound of ghosts whispering on the wind while walking through the bamboo forest has disappeared, and the surroundings are eerily quiet.

Yinsi also discovered it after packing his things.

His body was still, and he only used his eyes to observe, his ears to hear, and his nose to smell.

But there was no sound...no sound at all...it was too quiet.

Yinsi didn't dare to move, he knew that danger lurked in this silence. Cold sweat fell down, and Yinsi began to be afraid and regretful... He was too arrogant, and Huan didn't need his protection at all.

Or... he was so shameful... It was his uneasiness that kept him up all night long staring at Huan. It didn't feel like he was waiting for an answer.

Instead, he was waiting for Huan to go out in the dead of night, holding the dagger with a cold light in his hand, and kill with his own instinct.

Yinsi didn't know what kind of mentality he had, but he was here anyway.

Sudden!

The sound of forest leaves being trampled came from behind.

Yin Si immediately stood up and ran away! He ran as fast as he could! He ran towards the way he came from! He urgently needed to see the light now! He needed to make sure that he was safe.

The distance of tens of meters becomes very far away.

Yin Si rolled forward and ran away! His face was scratched by bamboo leaves, and there was severe pain in his ankle!

When he finally escaped from the bamboo forest and came to the bluestone path, Yin Si finally saw a glimmer of hope when he saw the cold street lights.

His heart was still pounding, and he had no strength left as he gasped for air.

But just when Yinsi thought everything was over.

The low sound of water sounded behind him.

Yinsi also smelled the strange and intoxicating floral fragrance in his nose...

He turned his head and that face was right next to his!

Almost zero-distance contact.

No facial features, not even breathing...

What is this?! Yinsi's pupils dilated. At that moment, his mind was empty except for a strange thought.

Kiss it! Fuse with it! Or...become a part of its body...

So the next second, Yinsi closed his eyes, opened his arms, and waited for joy to come!
Chapter completed!