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"It's not good here. There are still cases to deal with." Fang Zuo looked at the saliva on his shoulder and felt the heat in his leather pants with his hands.

And the tightness of the buttocks.

A gentle reminder.

Only then did Yingkong Kurumi wake up from her confusion.

"It's all because of you, bad guy."

He bit Fang's left shoulder again.

"How's it going? Is there any result?"

Although the question was asked seriously, Yingkong Walnut was still hanging on Fang Zuo.

Just won't come down.

"The murderer was very greedy." Fang Zuo shook his head. "All the believers who died were not only hit on the head by heavy objects, but also lost their souls."

"It should have been swallowed, but it wasn't as greedy as the previous evil gods. At least the flesh and blood were not eaten."

Yingkong Kurumi said doubtfully, "Isn't that the murderer from the school?"

Fang Zuo frowned. "It's hard to say. It just happened so coincidentally in a church near the school. There's probably more than one murderer. It seems like there are more and more evil spirits."

"The police searched this time and found no shrine. We don't know who these believers are praying to." Yingkong Walnut rubbed her little head against Fang's left chin and couldn't help but give it a light kiss. "Could it be the Virgin Mary?"

Yingkong Kurumi looked up after she finished speaking and suddenly shouted, "Look."

Fang Zuo looked up.

From the statue of the Virgin Mary, two lines of blood and tears flowed down.

"Let the police search carefully to see if there are any other clues." Fang Zuo kept playing with the two elastic buttocks in his hands: "These leather pants are a bit thick, don't wear them next time."

"Yeah, I know." Yingkong Kurumi's face flushed red, and she took another bite of Fang Zuo: "How can you talk about serious things and non-serious things together?"

"Is there something improper?" Fang Zuo was stunned: "I think they are all big things, and the latter ones are even bigger."

"Very big." Fang Zuo said affirmatively again.

Fang Zuo returned to Tokyo Women's University.

Leaving Yingkong Kurumi to do other work, especially searching for other details.

Fang Zuo continued to regulate his breathing on the rooftop.

He swept his mind over it briefly, and everything was normal as usual.

These women had no idea that a murder case had occurred not far away, killing more than a dozen people.

And the death was extremely miserable.

Fang Zuo calmed down and finally searched Momonogi Kana's room, but found nothing else.

Momonogi Kana was holding a giant dinosaur doll between her legs and hands, sleeping soundly and snoring softly.

The delicate little face seemed to be dreaming something sweet, she kept mumbling and occasionally grinding her teeth.

Fang Zuo was about to retract his spiritual thoughts.

Suddenly he found something in the corner, which shocked him.

A baseball bat.

A perfectly normal baseball bat.

It couldn’t be more ordinary.

Standing in the corner.

Steady and steady.

The thick end of the stick was covered in blood.

Chapter 112 The Beautiful Girl Murder Case

Fang Zuo concentrated his mind and looked at the baseball bat carefully.

The blood on the stick is gradually disappearing.

Not absorbed by the stick, nor dried up.

Pure disappearance.

After a while, the whole stick was as if nothing had happened.

The color is as usual.

Fang Zuo became interested.

A very novel way of killing.

The moment he saw the bloody baseball bat.

Fang Zuo thought it was just Momonogi Kana's evil spirit leaving her body to kill people and devour souls.

But then I thought about it.

Under the coverage of his divine sense, whose soul could escape his divine sense, run out and kill more than ten believers, and then come back?

Fang Zuo has this confidence.

Then I saw the blood on the baseball bat disappear inexplicably.

Fang Zuo became even more certain.

He took a quick look at Momonogi Kana who was still sleeping soundly, and threw the huge dinosaur doll aside.

Kana Momonogi holds her thumb in her mouth.

Extremely cute.

Wearing an old big T-shirt as pajamas.

Two small but full bulges can be seen inside the wide cuffs.

Snow-white and cherry-red.

Although the soul cannot be examined in detail, it can be confirmed that it is definitely in her body and has not left.

that's it.

Until morning, everything was back to normal.

Don't post anything anymore.

Fang Zuo lay on the chair with his eyes closed and regulating his breathing.

"Good morning, uncle." Momonogi Kana flew down the stairs on a skateboard.

Without waiting for Fang Zuo to answer, he disappeared in an instant.

Be in high spirits.

There was no sign of fatigue at all, as if he had left his soul the next day.

Then Shen Muli came downstairs.

He was walking while holding his cell phone, anxiously contacting someone.

He glanced quickly at Fang Zuo and saw that he had his eyes closed. Surprisingly, he did not disturb him.

Walked out the door in a hurry.

Fang Zuo completed a small circulation.

There were several text messages from Shiraishi Nagimitsu in the phone.

In the next two days she will go to several cities around Tokyo to canvass for votes.

I don’t know if Fang Zuo will come back.

Oda Yui doesn't want to go home and live alone.

He said he would stay at the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo with Kim Mi-jeong.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu talked about some trivial things that happened.

Finally, she sent a voice message in a coquettish voice.

I could tell they were still inside the National Assembly.

It's a noisy vocal environment.

"Nunu is back and wants to have breakfast."

Then there was the sound of a kiss.

Followed by a 'red lips emoji.'

Yingkong Kurumi also left a message.

Mainly talking about the case information last night

After many searches.

No statues of evil gods from other countries were found at the scene, nor were there any Theravada Buddha statues from South India.

And these believers, after verification, should be Christians.

There was nothing unusual about the dozen or so people who died.

Family, life, background, faith, everything is nothing special.

but.

Yingkong Kurumi still keenly discovered a similarity.

Without exception, all of these devout Christians who died had been to the United States.

Fang Zuo touched his chin.

What a coincidence.

Momonogi Kana also came back from the United States, along with the blood-stained baseball bat.

It seems that she did the right thing.

What we need to figure out now is how she killed people.

At this time, the intermediary information APP sent a message, saying that the bald old man in the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo asked Fang Zuo to go over and get his bank card.

These people move quite quickly.

Fang Zuo took a taxi and arrived at the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.

A company is doing promotion in the conference room on the first floor near the elevator.

Several emcees were handing out flyers.

Fang Zuo saw from afar that a familiar figure was surrounded by several hotel security guards.

He had a sad face and didn't know what to do.

Shenmuli.

Several hotel security guards surrounded her, shouting something.

Shen Muli was wearing a company uniform with a nameplate today.

Her hair was combed up and she had delicate makeup on.

The eyeliner is slightly drawn at the corners of the eyes, making the eyes, which are already full of spring love, look even more like peach blossoms.

The lipstick on the petal-shaped lips was not fully applied, leaving a slight curve at the corners of the mouth.

Plus the OL uniform and the silk scarf around her neck.

Her whole body exudes a charm that does not belong to her age.

Seeing Fang Zuo coming in, he quickly raised his hand to greet Fang Zuo.

Fang Zuo tilted his head and pretended not to see it.

Turn around and walk towards the elevator.