Chapter 45 17. Valley of Hell

The clown doll fell, the ghost doll fell, the female ghost doll fell, the three-eyed demon fell, and the dolls were hit by cork balls one after another and disappeared behind the hill. Every time it hits one, the daytime fireworks will be lifted into the sky with a "boom", and then colorful snowflakes will fall all over the sky, and loud music will resound through the sky. "Then, I will replace the puppet. Whoever shoots me, kill me, the policeman." Kitagawa Hariemon, dressed as a policeman, filled the cannonballs and ran to the hills, standing upright and pretending to be a doll.

"Okay, I'll go first. No problem?" He just drank a few glasses of champagne in the bar of another tent, and the young man in heroic red armor was flushed and full of energy. "This is a cannon ball passing game. Okay, please throw the ball. Take aim." Jiraemon yelled back. The young man in red boring armor took careful aim and pulled down the rope.After a "boom", the cork ball and cotton rope flew into the air and moved towards the hills. "nice shot!" Policeman Jiraemon bent down, caught the cork ball in front of his chest, and responded loudly.

The applause rang out, and then the fireworks "boom, crackle" rang through the sky again, and colorful snowflakes flew in all directions. "This time, please replace the dolls and line up on the hill. It's my turn to be the pitcher." Jiraemon continued to give orders as he ran down the hill. At this time, the venue was filled with the smell of carnival alcohol. In the bars set up in tents, the sound of champagne opening could be heard endlessly, and there were gentlemen and ladies whose cheeks were flushed with drunkenness. The dozen or so men and women gathered beside the cannon were also drunk.Even without a drop of alcohol, fireworks and music contain intoxicating power.

"What, you want us to replace the puppets as targets? Hahaha, interesting. Everyone, let's head towards the hills." The young man in red boring armor invited the crowd inarticulately, and led the way unsteadily. An old man in a clown suit, a lady covered only by a piece of tulle, a girl in a swimsuit, and a bullfighter in a red cape also followed bravely.The rest of the hesitant guests were urged to follow by the music and Jiraemon. Ten live targets lined up in front of the muzzle, but they swayed violently from side to side. The gunner is policeman Jiliangemon. "I'm going to launch, let's start with the lady on the right."

"Okay, come on. You watch, I'll catch it." The drunken and glamorous lady spread her legs under the transparent tulle, her hands without gloves opened like maple leaves, and announced bravely and coquettishly. Unexpectedly, only the crisp sound of "pa" was heard, and the two white legs of Mrs. Tulle, who was the target, crossed the air and fell to the other side of the hill. "Hey, is that an empty cannon? I didn't see the ball at all." The young man in red armor next to him asked inarticulately. "It's not an empty shot, it's that the ball came too fast to see clearly."

While Jiraemon answered, there was another "pop", and the young man in red armor immediately fell to the ground. Then, the girl in the swimsuit, the old clown, and the bullfighter in the red cloak also disappeared on the other side of the hill like being shot by machine guns.In the blink of an eye, ten targets on the horizon were swept away. The gunner didn't know when to fill in the real cannonball, and the cannonball didn't know when it was fired, everything was so fast that even the eyes couldn't keep up. Balloons are constantly flying upwards, and fireworks are also blooming one after another. The falling snowflakes and the rising colorful balloons are interlaced and collided in the air.

"Wow ha ha ha, it's fun, it's so fun!" Jiraemon jumped up and down like a child.Then he left the cannon and ran to the crowd on the other side.It can be vaguely seen that there is a faintly shiny object hidden in his right hand, like a rainbow shining with silver light. At this time, beside the empty cannon, stood a man with a puzzled expression.He is Kijima detective dressed as an ugly thief. "I really don't understand why so many friends died tragically, and the bloody smell of the murders has not dissipated yet, so they went on a carnival. It's simply inhumane."

The criminal police couldn't understand the attitude of the residents of the amusement park at all, and only thought they were humans from another world. "Those guys who volunteered to be targets also have problems. How old are they? They still think they are puppets, and even pretend to fall... But, what are they doing on the other side of the hill? It's abnormal that no one climbed up. It doesn't happen every day. Everyone is getting drunk, so they simply fall asleep on the spot, right?" Mujima was a little concerned, so he walked up the hill slowly, peeking down from the top of the hill.

"Oh, it's an overturned toy box." He couldn't help talking to himself. Under the low cliff on the other side of the hill, it really looks like an overturned toy box. Ten colorful dolls and ten men and women are lying around in disorder. The scene was horribly beautiful.Real human beings and lifelike dolls are stacked with naked hands and feet, like radishes scattered on the ground, which looks extremely gorgeous. Under the cover of transparent thin silk, the breasts of an eighteen-year-old girl and the fat buttocks of a forty-year-old woman are faintly visible, lying down in a shameless posture, motionless.

The warrior in red armor looks like a doll on Children's Day in May, lying on the ground, with a decorative pointed hat and pale face hanging powerlessly aside. "How can it be so breathtakingly beautiful?" At this time, the detective didn't understand the reason, so he blinked in confusion. After a while, he suddenly woke up and noticed the strangeness of this inexplicable beauty.Ten people and ten dolls were all stained with scarlet blood.It is impossible for a puppet to bleed, but none of the ten living people survived, and every one had bleeding from the chest or abdomen.It is the blood that dyes the snow-white flesh, the yellow flesh, the strange clothes, and the doll's skin incomparably gorgeous.

Beautiful as a dream, so unreal.The detective suspected that he was wrong, so he ran down the hill to investigate, and touched the dripping blood with his own hands.Even when he saw the bright red viscous liquid on his fingertips, he still couldn't believe it. The injuries suffered by everyone present were definitely not caused by cork shells, and it was obvious that the bullets fired from pistols and the like were deeply embedded in the body.No wonder the cannonballs were not visible at the time, no wonder Jiraemon, who was fleeing, had a shiny silver object in his hand. He missed the timing of the warning and could only stand there blankly. "Wait a minute, then, the murderer of this series of murders is the director of the park Ji Ryoemon Kitagawa? Could it be that that guy planned to kill all his friends from the beginning? And the letter that announced the final massacre at today's carnival is also Part of his plan? It's so absurd that it doesn't even make sense." However, the more he thought about it, the more believable this inference became. "If Jiliangemon, as the designer of this paradise, no matter what mechanism, he can prepare in advance. Of course, he can also plan murder and sacrifices as he likes. Oh, that's how it is. Now, the serial murder case has no solution. The mystery is finally solved. That guy, the culprit is that guy. Look at me, I played a ridiculous buffoon from beginning to end." Kijima has not yet fully awakened from the nightmare, but he has a strong sense of responsibility and is eager to arrest the murderer Jiraemon. So he cheered up, went around the hill, and ran towards the direction Jiliangemon had just left with a serious expression.