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Chapter 183 The Seventh Suitcase 50

 In April, the small town is still rainy and the cold wind is tearing at everything within sight. It seems that the cherry blossoms will not bloom this year.

The bodies of Kuwahara Masami and her murderous ex-fiancé Sato Satoshi were found in front of numerous bones.

The two police officers Saiki and Usui, who had been muddleheaded before, suddenly changed their tempers, listed Sato Satoshi's crimes to the world, and went to the river to dig up the victim's body and bury it.

The unsolved case and mystery that confused everyone for a while has finally come to an end.

The body of Suzuki Danko, the policewoman in charge of the Tingqiao corpse dumping case, was anonymously sent to the hospital, and then transferred from the hospital to the autopsy room. The forensic doctor determined that the cause of death was drowning, and the time of death was about two weeks.

The scalp of the residents of the small town is numb - since Officer Suzuki died two weeks ago, who was the person who was still diligently investigating yesterday?

"Onmyoji Kimura must have deliberately left his divine power in order to bring justice to everyone, so that Officer Suzuki could fulfill his wish in his last days, so that the tragedy would not continue. Now, things are different from thirty years ago..."<

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"Thirty years ago? Wasn't that the time when big fires caused by thunderstorms occurred?"

"Yes, but that was actually a vicious man-made arson case - otherwise, how could there be such a big resentment? Why build a torii?"

"So that's it...but Kimura didn't... thirty years ago..."

"Onmyoji can predict the future, so he risked his life and left some traces at this time."

The man held a picture, put his hands together and bowed.

In the portrait, it is Onmyoji and his butterfly shikigami.

If the clouds were still here, they would definitely be able to recognize them at a glance - these were the two shadows she saw at Takahashi Yuzo's funeral the day she first entered the dungeon!

I don't know who said, "It's time to go back to work," and the crowd watching Suzuki's tombstone gradually dispersed.

In the corner of the cemetery, there is a brand new stone tablet.

A little black kitten has been lying in front of the stone monument and will not leave even if anyone drives it away.

When it is annoyed, it will bar its teeth and try to drive away the intruder. At this time, people will find that one of its upper row of canines is missing.

The little milk cat meows, the sound is shrill and sad, like a body buried under a mourning stone.

None of Suzuki Dango's relatives were present, and the matter became a topic of conversation for some full-time housewives after dinner.

At the end of the story, they will lower their voices and add:

...Look, what if you become a police officer? You don’t just die on the street, and no one collects the body.

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The number of traffic lights operating 24 hours a day in various parts of the small town to suppress evil spirits has also gradually decreased.

The bookstore clerk often looked at the cover of her favorite magazine in a daze, and occasionally murmured: "How could it be possible? He is so young and kind, how could someone do this..."

It's a pity that when natural disasters or man-made disasters occur, there is no reason at all.

The dead can only remain in the memory of the living for a short time. As long as they are not forgotten, those people will still be alive.

After staring at the cover of the beautiful man's photo for a while, the clerk will always sigh, then pick himself up and continue the day's work.

After June, the always wealthy Takahashi family suddenly disappeared, and the once magnificent castle turned into ruins, as if no one had ever lived in it.

Several families named Gaoqiao have also disappeared.

All relevant documents and information disappeared without a trace, and everyone in Takahashi seemed to have become a common dream for the residents of the small town.

On a clear night, under the moon, the shadow of the entire town forms a huge cat licking its forelimbs.

Everything will pass, but everything is not over yet.


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