Chapter 19 Three, sack

After trotting for a while, Erlang turned to a brisk walk, and then gradually slowed down.He lost his way unknowingly, no matter how he went around, he couldn't reach the Yucun mansion, he kept going around on the same road, and unknowingly broke into a dark forest in the suburbs by mistake. There was a faint ray of flickering lights among the trees, probably because there was no moon in the sky, or maybe it was because of the old forests, Erlang felt a sense of panic as he strayed into the deep mountains by mistake.In the Yamate area of ​​Omori, there are clearings like this that don’t know whether it’s a forest or a small woods. It’s not a big deal to walk in during the day, but it’s very scary at night. Coupled with the mental torture that Erlang has suffered recently, it’s even more so. I am in a nightmare.

Erlang kept walking, but he just couldn't get out.No, he even thought of something more terrible.When I was a child, I often heard such ghost stories: a child walked through a street corner where he could not see his fingers, and met a monster with a bloody mouth. The child was so scared that he turned around and ran away on the spot.After finally running to another street corner, he ran into another strange uncle, so he told what happened just now in horror. "Does that monster look like this?" the uncle asked and leaned closer, and in a blink of an eye, his face became exactly the same as that of the monster just now, with a bloody mouth.Erlang Guang fantasized about these horrific scenes, and his hairs stood on end.

"That guy must be hiding somewhere in this forest, and he will jump out with a loud cry at any time." The dazed Erlang kept thinking wildly. "That guy" of course refers to the old man Yinji? "It's coming, it's coming..." He repeated it in his mind like chanting sutras, and the next moment he really saw an unusual figure squatting under the tree in front of him. "Look, let me just say it, it's definitely Yinji." Erlang hid in the dark and observed, the more he looked, the more convinced it must be Yinji's back. He finally suppressed the desire to yell wildly, tried his best to call back his gradually lax thinking power, and then hid under the tree, observing the other party calmly.It turned out that Yinji was also watching the other side of the tree intently.

What is he looking at?Erlang observed hard, but the tree trunk that Yinji used to cover blocked all his sight, and with the lack of light around him, he couldn't see the scene that was too far away, which made him very anxious. After enduring it for a while, Erlang caught a glimpse of another black figure writhing in the dark opposite Yinji.When the shock was still undecided, the black shadow had already walked over. The next moment, with a roar, the two black shadows were entangled together.It turned out that Yinji jumped on the man. The two rolled and wrestled on the ground.The opponent is not weak in skill, but what is incomprehensible is that Yinji Mingming is an old man, but his arm strength is astonishing.

Soon, the man was suppressed by Yinji and screamed miserably. Although he didn't know the situation, Erlang had no reason to help Yinji, let alone hearing the other party's hoarse screams as if he was about to be strangled to death. "Bastard!" Erlang yelled instinctively, and rushed towards Yinji. Immediately afterwards, the three black shadows all hit the tree trunk, rolled into a ball and wrestled together. However, no matter how strong the skill is, one person is not the opponent of two people after all.The man who had been subdued suddenly jumped up, pushed Yinji away suddenly, bounced back quickly, and fled into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Erlang, who stayed where he was, was miserable.Yinji didn't expect his master to come to this kind of place, and he was merciless, so Erlang was also subdued to the ground. "Who are you!" Unexpectedly, old man Yinji's voice was so loud. "Let go! I am your master, Tamamura Jiro!" "Huh, Master Erlang?" Yinji let go of his hand in surprise, and stood up, "How did the young master run to such a place?" "Why are you here? What do you want to do to that person just now?" In order to prevent Yinji from escaping, Erlang grabbed him tightly and asked back.

"No, it's nothing." Yinji pretended to be stupid, "This is not something the young master should know. Here, please let go." "I won't let go!" "Then, how will the young master deal with me, an old man?" "Needless to say? I'm going to hand you over to the police!" "Give it to the police? The young master probably misunderstood me." "It can't be a misunderstanding. I figured it all out. You are the murderer. You are the one who killed Uncle Fukuda, hurt Taeko and elder brother, and kidnapped Miss Yoko. I know it all!"

"This is a misunderstanding. I have vaguely noticed your suspicion a long time ago, and I never expected that you would come to get in the way." "In the way? What did I hinder you? Did I hinder you from killing that person just now?" "Ah, it's too late to chase now, those people must have hidden somewhere else. Tsk, I didn't expect to encounter such an embarrassing accident." Yinji was speechless with regret, and suddenly changed her mind and said, "To dispel your doubts, I have Let me show you something, come here, I have to make sure." Erlang thought to himself that this might be a trap, so he didn't dare to be careless at all, and grabbed Yinji's sleeve to follow.

"If you bring a match, strike one yourself," Yinji said. Erlang grabbed his sleeve tightly, took out the lighter in his pocket with his other empty hand, and lit it with a "snap". After looking around for a while with the flickering firelight, Yinji pointed to a place on the ground and muttered in a low voice: "right here." Taking a closer look, the three-foot-square dirt floor seems to have been turned over not long ago, and the color of the dirt next to it is obviously different, and a shovel is still thrown on the ground. Then, Yinji picked up the shovel and began to dig the soil.

Yin Ji said that he wanted to show him something, and it seemed that it was not a lie.Erlang was somewhat relieved, so he let go of the sleeve he had been holding on to, and moved the lighter closer to help Yinji light up the ground. "what is inside?" "I'm not sure, but I guess..." Yinji replied while waving the shovel. "According to your guess?" "It's a very scary thing." After saying this, Yinji started digging without saying a word. Soon, what looked like a sack appeared in the excavated dirt. A terrifying thought flashed through Erlang's mind like lightning. "It's impossible for such a thing to happen." He immediately dispelled the thought, but the imagination spread more and more clearly with vicious blood in his heart.

"Here, please do me a favor." Erlang pulled up the sack according to Yinji's order.The bag was so heavy that two people had to work together to lift it. "Yinji, what's in the bag?" Erlang's voice trembled. "I'm more and more sure that it's what I guessed, but I'm afraid you don't have the courage to open it!" Erlang really wanted to drop the bag and run away. "Please light the fire again." Jiro turned on the lighter again.Under the light of the faint light, Yinji untied the mouth of the bag, then grabbed the bottom of the bag and shook vigorously, what rolled out was... When the situation developed to this point, Erlang and Yinji, who were aware of the suspicious situation earlier, still couldn't help letting out a scream of "wow" when they saw the stumped limbs and arms, and backed away. "That's not a puppet, it really is a real person!" Erlang roared hoarsely. "That's right." Yinji seemed to have seen the whole process of the beauty disintegration technique just now. "So, whose corpse is this?" "That's something we have to be sure of." Jiro and Yinji stared at each other.In fact, there is no need to confirm it at all. The two of them knew very well whose corpse it was. Yinji pulled out his blindfolded head from the bottom of the bag, and moved it closer to Erlang's lighter.Then, he unfastened the blindfold with one hand, and what appeared was—ah, it really was Jiro's missing girlfriend, and Yoko Hanazono's face had changed beyond recognition. "The lunatic! The murderer is simply a lunatic!" Erlang yelled crazily after only a glance, "Otherwise, who would do such a lunatic thing, would it be necessary to do such a mortal thing in front of thousands of spectators? ? If you are not crazy, how can you treat killing as a performance, it is simply a beast that destroys humanity!" "This is revenge." Yinji responded in a low voice, "Hey, have you forgotten? The prison gate boat incident in Sumida River, the villain also came out of the same hatred. Tortured the victim to death, humiliated and killed in front of as many people as possible , This is the purpose of the murderer." Yinji's quiet voice made Erlang even more frightened, and he suddenly felt dizzy. "In other words, deliberately digging up Yoko's body in front of my eyes is also part of the murderer's plan, isn't it?" Erlang sarcastically summoned his last ounce of courage. "What do you mean by that?" "It means that you are indeed the murderer. If not, why did an old man sweeping the yard appear in such a strange place at such an abnormal time? Why do you show up at the scene every time a murder occurs? Also, attacking with a slingshot Taeko, who was it that pretended to erase the coded number at the entrance to attract my attention?" An unbearable silence spread between the two, and Yinji seemed to be hesitating.After a while, he suddenly laughed at himself in a completely unfamiliar voice: "It's no wonder you're still suspicious of me. Erlang, look carefully." Yinji took advantage of the situation and pulled Erlang's hand holding the lighter, illuminating his face. Standing in front of him was an unfamiliar rough man.Yinji's originally stooped waist straightened, and her drooping head was raised high. "Don't you know who I am?" Yinji grabbed the gray wig, tore off the false eyebrows, and tore off the gray beard.Under the camouflage (although the age spots and dark complexion cannot be erased for a while) is the face of a lean man in his thirties. Erlang lost his voice, and stared at the other party intently, he suddenly remembered who the person in front of him was, his face turned pale, and he staggered back as if seeing a ghost. He had seen this person in the photo before, and the man standing with his legs crossed at the moment had exactly the same face as the one in that photo, which made him terrified.