When he opened his eyes, Yun Tuan was dressed in white, half-kneeling on the heavily worn futon with everyone else.
In the center of the room is a big word "ji" and a nanmu coffin.
The air smelled of burning grass and paper.
Funeral?
She stood up with the others, and someone carried the coffin to the burial pit.
Fine raindrops fell on the skirt of the clothes, and then slid out along the lines of the clothes, leaving a crescent-shaped trace.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, but no one holds an umbrella.
Engraved on the tombstone is a completely unfamiliar name - "Takahashi Yuzo".
Suddenly, Yun Tuan's elbow was lightly bumped. She looked over in confusion, and Jing He was greeting her with a wink.
"Keitaro, why did you hinder Officer Suzuki again?" A bald middle-aged man stood on the other side of the tombstone and scolded him sternly.
Others looked at the middle-aged man in embarrassment and repeatedly made "silence" gestures.
Jinghe shrugged and walked over with an innocent face. He stood next to the man, a head taller than him.
When she saw her teammates at the beginning of the dungeon, Yun Tuan felt like she had taken a reassurance, but what she was more concerned about was, what did that person call her just now?
Officer Suzuki?
Keihe is... Keitaro?
Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and everyone looked solemn.
Yun Tuan glanced around and found two people who looked not quite right among the many condolences guests.
A man and a woman, about twenty-five years old, both wore wooden clogs, and their long hair was tied up and tied behind their heads. They looked at each other with affection in their eyes - it would be too inappropriate to talk about love at someone's funeral. The clouds looked away from their faces, and a flash of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky!
The dim dusk suddenly became a bit bright.
She frowned, looking shocked.
Just now, there was no shadow of those two people!!
"Officer Suzuki."
Yun Tuan turned around and was about to smile when he remembered that this was a burial ceremony and cleared his throat, "What's the matter?"
The old woman's face was full of sorrow, and her gray hair reflected the cold light. She wiped her red eyes with a handkerchief, "My husband died strangely, and I ask Officer Suzuki to find the real culprit as soon as possible!"
"Evildoers will definitely be punished. Please express your condolences. Mr. Takahashi is alive in heaven, and I don't want to see you so sad."
……
At night, Yun Tuan searched through the original owner’s mobile phone text messages and existing paper materials, and finally figured out the situation:
Her current name is Suzuki Dango, a name that is complicated and a little weird. She can understand "Shizuka", "Sakira" and "Aoi". A "dango" really shows how perfunctory Rakuen is.
She is a policewoman who is on vacation when her superiors suddenly transfer her to handle a dismemberment case.
The deceased, 74-year-old Takahashi Yuzo, joined an elderly fishing group and went to the low-lying woods to dig for earthworms to use as bait. He never returned.
When he was discovered, his body was divided into six pieces and hung under the most popular bridge in City C.
There are no missing organs, but the nails were peeled off.
"Hello."
The clouds looked up and saw a woman wearing a black windbreaker and a mask standing across the path, waving to her.
The woman's eyes are particularly bright and gentle, like two shining stars in the dark night.
"Am I beautiful?"
Yun Tuan realized that she had been staring at the other person for too long, and she moved her eyes away, "You are very beautiful."
"Really? Then... what about this?"
The woman suddenly pulled off her mask, and opened her mouth wide. Her fangs covered with yellow stains were dripping with smelly mucus, and the thin threads used to sew the damaged skin were broken! That mouth suddenly grinned from ear to ear! p>