I have special resignation skills

The so-called "interrogation room" is actually a secret basement in Shino's residence.

"Miss Mao, you're here." The subordinates greeted him at the door early on.

Mao handed the plastic bag to his subordinates, aiming for the basement.

The circuit in the basement is not very good, it often flickers and flickers, and it feels like a ghost movie. The "interrogation room" is not like the one in the TV series, with rivers of blood flowing, dry or fresh blood all over the walls and floors, and different screams coming from all directions, as if to drag the visitor into hell.

On the contrary, the interrogation room is clean and tidy, and the dark environment is only to arouse the "reminiscence fear" of most of the interrogated people, causing them to suffer from neurasthenia and making it easier to interrogate.

"Reminiscence fear" refers to the fear psychology that arises when people are in a dark and quiet environment and always unconsciously recall the bullying or torture they have suffered before, or other painful memories.

To put it bluntly, I scare myself.

The basement has plenty of space, and Yamashita was the first guest to come here since Mao came to Yokohama, and he was honored to stay in the first room.

Mao walked down the stairs carefully, leaving two subordinates to guard the door.

Another subordinate followed her, wanting to go down with her.

But she took the flashlight, shook her head to her subordinates, and fell into the darkness alone.

The first room is well equipped and gorgeous, whether it is a bed, a table or a stool.Shanshita's wrists and ankles were bound with chains. His hair was long and fell down to cover his face. He looked more like a wild animal being imprisoned.

Mao touched the switch and turned on the other lights in the basement.This is a unique light in each room.

This light was not strung together with the light in the basement corridor, and it only flickered a few times before maintaining its brightness.

Seeing the handcuffs and footcuffs at the foot of the mountain, Mao took out his subordinate's gun and shot the chain several times, and the chain snapped.

Yamashita lost his restraint, he fell forward and knelt down, and then coughed.

The glare of the light did not affect him, and now he slowly raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Shino stood in front of him, separated from him by a few arm-thick iron bars.The light hit the girl's blonde hair with a fuzzy shimmer.

Kneeling down, Shino looked at Yamashita who was still coughing, and she said, "We've met, you can talk now."

Yamashita stopped coughing suddenly, faster than he started coughing just now.Regardless of his scarred body, he dragged his knees to grab the iron railing, and he raised his head, which seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

The hair parted with his movements, revealing the eyes in the photo.

No, it is filled with more fanatical, crazier, and more tragic emotions than those shown in the photos.A pair of ordinary black eyes burst out with a strong light at this moment.His hands, which had not yielded even after countless tortures, were trembling as they gripped the railing.

Also trembling were his pale, chapped lips, an ugly mouth that merged and opened, with only a tiny black slit in the middle.

Shanshita laughed strangely, his hoarse throat seemed to be rolling with rough gravel, the more he laughed, the more wild he became, the more complacent he became.

Shino saw the desire to survive that suddenly appeared in Yamashita's eyes, she raised her gun and pointed it at the center of Yamashita's eyebrows, her spirit tensed: "Since I have fulfilled your request, then it is up to you to fulfill the promise."

Her intention was obvious, to take advantage of Shanshita's flaw just now, to threaten him with his life.If he didn't spit out some useful information, a single pull of the trigger by Mao could kill him.

I don't know if Shanxia was threatened, he stopped laughing, his eyes were like cold and soft reptiles entangled her, his excited eyeballs protruded: "The... the second sentence!"

madman……?madman!

Yamashita reached out his hand through the gap in the railing, trying to grab Mao's arm.

Shino took a few steps back.

Shanshita didn't give up, his whole body was pressed against the iron railing, and the frozen wound on his body was bleeding again, covering the smooth and clean railing with a layer of blood.His facial features were squeezed together and distorted, his fingers were stiff, this was just for Satoshi to get closer, even if it was only a few millimeters!

The man waved his hands, looking for the closest angle to Shino.

Shino snapped the gun.

There was a bloody hole on Shanshita's head, and he fell to the ground with a satisfied smile on his face, his pupils tilted towards Mao strangely.

The last murmur in his mouth: "Hahaha lost... lost...an"

The subordinates who heard the gunshot rushed to her side and found Yamashita's body.

Mao didn't care about her subordinate's rudeness, she returned the gun to her subordinate, and returned to the ground along the stairs.

an?lost?

In the end, Mao only got these two broken words from Yamashita's mouth.

A huge strange emotion enveloped her, and Mao felt that she had seen these black eyes somewhere.The same crazy obsession, snake-like eyes.

Where?Where exactly?

Grasping the tail of the clue, Zhenxu thought hard to see the whole picture, but the sky was not as expected, and it was raining heavily outside.

The complicated rain disrupted Shino's thinking, and she was rarely irritable.

The subordinates have already dealt with the dead body of Yamashita. Yamashita, who was important to them before, stopped breathing, and he is no different from thousands of corpses in the world.

Although the first floor was clean and spotless, after the mountain came down, Mao never moved here.Instead, the first floor was transformed into an empty tea room.

Even though the corpse was disposed of, the smell of bloody rust left in the air still lingers.

The subordinate stood at the entrance of the basement, seemingly wanting to use a human filter to deal with the smell.

Shino let him leave wearily, and sat on the sofa.He rubbed his temples with his cold fingers, trying to relax his confused nerves so that he could think better.

The smell of blood still lingers in the nose, Mao should have gotten used to it by now, the number of people she killed is countless, she is obviously the one bathed in blood...

But it's disgusting, no matter whether Mao killed zero or a hundred people, the smell is disgusting.

Yamashita's crazy posture is vividly visible, and Shino didn't want to kill him at first, if the physical whipping can't make him speak, then make an exception and try using her ability, but seeing Yamashita's eyes, Shino couldn't control himself Shots were fired.

However, there is no use value under the mountain. The words of a lunatic are more difficult to guess right or wrong than normal people.

Bean-sized raindrops unceremoniously hit the stone road outside.

Mao opened the glass sliding door, and the fresh air came in mixed with the freshness of the grass and trees in the yard.

Unlike the backyard, which can be seen at a glance, the front yard is full of flowers, plants and trees, which are full of vitality under the rain. Just looking at this green yard, who would have thought that this house surrounded by hills and flowing water is full of human freshness. The smell of blood.

Shino looked into the distance, his sight was not focused, he just looked at it loosely.

Before being captured by her, including before actually seeing her, Yamashita was normal. Although he is not a normal person among ordinary people, he is not insane.

Mao can feel other people's sadness, happiness, excitement, disgust, such single emotions.Human beings can be composed of tens of thousands of emotions, and often every word, even every sound, or breath is mixed with many sub-emotions attached to the main emotion.

She could feel that Yamashita was very excited at that time, other than that kind of emotion as subtle as the flapping of the wings of a flying insect, she knew nothing about it.

an...?This sound is the message left by Yamashita before his death.

Mao put his tongue against his left and right upper teeth, trying to make this sound.

an is an incomplete word or name, Mao was sure.Because Yamashita's pronunciation is not a vague raving, but a definite description of the goal, it's a pity that Yamashita died before finishing speaking.

Before he died, Yamashita said that his obsession with it must be very deep.

Mao took out her mobile phone and called up the information of the mother and daughter. She silently read the Roman accent in brackets next to the mother and daughter's names several times.

No, not them.

The ruby-colored camellias in the yard are in bloom, and they try their best to stretch their delicate petals to welcome the nectar bestowed on them by heaven.

The girl stood alone on the open balcony, the raindrops hit the ground and splashed again, and the crackling sound gradually became smaller.

The rain came and went quickly, and now it gradually turned into a drizzle.

Mao swiped the phone, and there were only a few small games on the phone screen that didn't take up memory to pass the time.Just when she was about to turn off the screen of her phone, a message popped up suddenly.

From: Sister Hongye (Let all men die)

[Mao, the temperature has dropped very quickly recently, remember to buy more warm clothes. ]

To: Tamagoyaki

From: Sister Hongye (Let all men die)

[Also, the yard is beautifully arranged. ]

To: Tamagoyaki

From: Tamagoyaki

[Well, I remember. ]

To: Sister Hongye (All men go to hell)

Mao stroked the maple leaf in Ozaki Momiji's profile picture, and became firm in his heart.

Now that this clue is useless, let's go to Qingxie City to find another one.

Mao regrouped and went upstairs to deal with the documents.

As night falls, in Yokohama, it's time for the Port Mafia.

The orange-haired boy was holding on to his hat and was about to kick Osamu Dazai to the wall, but stopped when he was about two centimeters away from him.

He put his feet down and gritted his teeth: "Osamu Dazai, what time is it, you still go to fish?!"

Chuya stared fiercely at this clever head, if it wasn't for his brain, and Dazai's ability to control people, he would have died several times!

Osamu Dazai leaned back against the guardrail confidently, with his head raised and bent, his eyes looking at a river full of stars.

"No..." He said slowly, and took out a photo from his suit pocket.

Thin and pale fingers pinched both sides of the photo, and the thin material of the photo was easily torn, so he folded it in half and shredded it.Hold the crumbs in your hands and open them up into the wind.

The photo was shattered and swept into the river by the night wind, and the smiling mother and daughter in the photo sank into the water.

Zhong Ye looked at his movements and said hesitantly: "What are you...doing...?"

The teenager's right eye was covered by a bandage, and he turned his head to look at the eye that was also blinking.

"As a dog, how can Chuuya get involved in the owner's affairs? Besides, even if the owner is merciful and tells you, Chuya's brain capacity like a slug can't understand it."

Chuya clenched his fists and punched Dazai's smiling face: "Tai! Zai! Zhi!"

Mao Watanabe will truly belong to Hong Kong Black.