I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

In the early morning of the heavy rain, Kojima, who was carrying the dead body, passed by Wuzuki and Ishikawa Mutsu.

She could hear her heavy breathing and could smell the blood in the air.

Although the rain had diluted the blood, and even though the stairwell had always been filled with an indescribable stench, the smell of blood still couldn't be concealed.

Kojima must be very tired, and even his steps are procrastinating.She walked very slowly, like a beast crawling forward in the dark.

You must hold your breath, you must hide your tracks.Can't be found by her.

May covered her mouth with her hands.

She had already guessed that the divas committed murder at the request of Matoko, but guesses were just guesses after all.When this scene really appeared before her eyes, it made her feel unbelievable.It suddenly became difficult for her to accept this fact.

The scene of Kojima walking up the stairs and the red beads swaying in her hair kept replaying in my mind.May thought of the burden she had slung on her shoulders—a dead body.

Based on size and approximate length, Kojima appears to have killed a male.

The heavy and slow footsteps gradually moved upwards.

If you continue up the stairs, you will be led to Matoko's room.As long as the scene where Kojima handed over the body to Mashiko can be captured, then it can be concluded that Mashiko ordered the diva to kill.

Speaking of which, the testimony of eyewitnesses should also be used as credible evidence in court...

May didn't want to get too entangled in this matter.

It doesn't matter whether it can be used as evidence in court, as long as someone can believe her words.

Putting this boring question aside, Wu Yue winked at Ishikawa Mutsu, and the two crept up the steps, following Kojima Makoto.

Thanks to this annoying rainstorm, it completely hid the sound of their footsteps.

Maybe it is precisely because rainy days can hide a lot of traces, so Kojima really went to Xingyuan overnight, and then...

May cut off her thoughts here.She doesn't like to think too much, especially at this moment.

The already long staircase was stretched even longer by Kojima's procrastinating footsteps.It seemed that after a long time, the end of the stairs finally appeared in front of my eyes.Kojima let out a gasp of extreme exhaustion.She stopped at the top of the stairs, leaned against the wall, stood and rested for a few seconds, and then continued on.

Itsuki and Ishikawa Mutsu squatted under the steps, listening to the sound of Kojima Makoto's footsteps disappearing at the end of the corridor. After walking into Matoko's room, they continued to catch up, and put their ears on the narrow, almost imperceptible space. Between the cracks in the door, eavesdropping on the sound leaking from it.

The first thing I heard was a "boom--".

The sound of the body being thrown on the soft carpet made the ground tremble.May's heart beat violently, and she tried hard to hear the movement inside, but the wind and rain at sea became unbearable.The sound of rain like thousands of horses galloping by made it difficult for the conversation between Matoko and Kojima Ma to pass through the crack of the door to her ears, so she could only try her best to listen.

"This time, you did a good job too."

The first thing I heard was Makoto's voice.Her words were dragged on, with a slight aloof emotion, but she clearly had nothing worthy of being "above".

She paced in the room, the sound of her footsteps falling on the soft carpet was completely absorbed by the soft plush fibers, making her every step soundless, as if she was floating here.

Unhurriedly, she walked to a wall.There is a piece of paper hanging on it, with everyone's name written on it.Next to each name, a circle is drawn with a Chinese ink pen.The number of circles is variable, either one or many.

Some names were marked with red crosses, and the circles following the names were also crossed out.

In fact, this piece of paper has always been hanging here, but neither Ishikawa Mutsu nor Wuyue have seen this thing before.Maybe it was because the paper was pasted near the corner of the room, so the shadow cast by the wall blocked what was written on the paper.Or, they didn't notice this piece of paper at all.

And now they have no way of knowing the existence of this piece of paper, because they squatting outside the door can't see anything.But Kojima knows better than anyone else what the content written on this piece of paper represents.

Mashiko picked up the ink brush and drew a circle behind the name of "Makoto Kojima"—there were already many circles after her name.

A red circle means a successful delivery of food to Matoko-sama.A crossed out name means that person is no longer alive.

"one two Three……"

Matoko scanned the red circle behind Kojima's real name with a vermilion pen, and finally reported a number that shocked Kojima himself a little.

"Now you are the most 'best' singer. I should give you a good compliment, because you make me eat very happily." Zhen Shizi laughed, her eyes still stayed there A series of names, "I thought Donghua could meet my expectations, but I didn't expect her to be just a coward, who couldn't even kill a thin man, and almost exposed her traces, forcing me to have sex with other people." Zhou Xuan barely suppressed it...it’s really useless—you humans.”

She dropped the vermilion pen.The rain outside seems to have weakened a lot.

Kojima really knelt on the ground.The soft rug didn't hurt her knees, which was a good thing.

But she was drenched from head to toe, and now the cold couldn't stop going straight to her bones.The body began to tremble under the effect of the cold, and even the teeth were chattering, trying to dispel the cold from the whole body with negligible heat.

The man she had killed hours earlier was lying beside her.In order to let Master Mashiko know that she brought a "high-quality" male who is strong, tall and fleshy, the moment Kojima unloaded the burden, he lifted a corner of the cloth bag and let the man's face exposed.

I don't know if it's because he's been drenched in the rain for too long like her, his face is swollen and gray, his bloodshot eyes are unwilling to close, staring straight in her direction, but it's empty And godless.

Kojima really bowed his head.She hated to look into the corpse's eyes.

Noticing her posture at the moment, Matoko squinted his eyes and cast his gaze at her.

With contempt and disdain, Mashiko sneered and said, "Why, are you getting scared now? Don't tell me, after killing so many people, did you realize your conscience?"

"No!" Kojima hastily denied.

The moment she looked up, she saw the corpse's eyes again.The deep black eyes made her feel timid, but that was only for a moment.

"That...Master Mashiko..." She boldly asked, "You made an agreement with me earlier..."

"Don't worry, I haven't forgotten." Mashiko grinned and showed a ferocious smile, "I will advise that adult to ask him to reward you with some of his blood and turn you into a ghost. In this way, You're not going to be dead sick like your poor wretched parents—ghosts don't get sick, ghosts are always healthy, you know?"

"……I know."

"So you don't have to rush me. Yesterday Donghua also begged me crying, saying that she will work hard and don't deprive her of the qualification to become a ghost. She still wants to stand on the stage all the time. Really... I've said it all, only the best among you can become a ghost. Do I need to repeat this countless times?"

"You are right... I will continue to bring food according to your order, and I will definitely..."

The girl who longs to become a ghost puts away all her fears in front of a real ghost.She lowered her head.

The dialogue between the girl and the evil spirit seems to have come to an end.Wuyue and Mushi Ishikawa outside the door had already heard enough information, and if they continued to hide in such a dangerous place, they might be exposed.

Quietly, they withdrew from the corridor and quickly walked down the steps without making any sound.

Thanks to the weakened rain, they could fully hear the conversation between her Kojima and Makiko.

The content of the words was so surprising that Wu Yue couldn't speak at all, and even Ishikawa Mutsu was stunned.

If Matoko's promise to the singers is to make them ghosts, it means that during this period of time, they all live with the guy who desires to fall into darkness.

These people are also evil ghosts—ghosts that are no different from humans.

"Hurry up and tell the news to Master Shuizhu!" Ishikawa Mu said anxiously, and had already taken out a pen and paper, "Where is the pigeon? Is the pigeon still around?"

May leaned out of the window.The gray pigeon that usually delivers letters for them and goes back and forth between Liren Pavilion and Xingyuan is now obediently standing under the raised eaves to hide from the rain.

"Yes!" Wu Yue closed the window, stroked her wet hair, and said anxiously, "But it's still raining outside, so the pigeons can't fly!"

Although the rain has indeed weakened, it is true that if you fly out like this, the pigeons will probably get wet before they have time to fly to the coastline.

"Tsk..."

Ishikawa Mutsu frowned.The weather is not something that can be easily changed.

Gritting her teeth, she said, "Let's write the letter first! Rain or something... Maybe the rain will stop after the letter is written!"

She really hit the spot.

When Wuyue rolled up the letter and stuffed it into the thin bamboo tube, the rain that had been falling for a long time finally weakened and turned into a drizzle.Ishikawa Muto stretched out his hand to feel the rain at this moment.

"The rain now should be able to make the pigeons fly to Xingyuan." She said, "I saw a few crows already flying in the air."

"Huh...that's fine."

Wuyue lightly fixed the thin bamboo tube on the pigeon's paw, and carried it to the window.

Even though he knew that there was no need to say anything specific when releasing the pigeons, Wu Yue couldn't help whispering: "Please send the letter to Mr. Yiyong!"

The carrier pigeon jumped a few times on the window sill, flapped its wings and flew into the air, reaching a place that was hard to see in an instant.

The rain also stopped completely, but the water vapor in the air blocked the sea surface, and the coastline became blurred.

If you go straight to Xingyuan, the homing pigeon will reach the destination in a short time-if it is not stopped at the starting point.

A hand protruded from the bottom of the water—slender, twisted, the same color as the water and the sky, covered by the moisture in the air.

It grabbed the pigeon and wrung its neck with interlaced fingers.

Slowly closing his hands towards Li Ren Pavilion, he threw the crushed carrier pigeon to Zhen Shizi who was waiting on the wooden ladder at the back door, and submerged into the sea again.

"Thanks a lot."

Facing the bottomless sea, Matoko said so.