If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

The fog cutter "creaked" and twisted the doorknob, but it couldn't be turned.

At this time, she didn't try to hide it anymore, and stared directly at Sangmi with her big sharp eyes: "What do you... want to do?"

Sagami took out a clean pointed kitchen knife from his bag, tilted his head to look at it admiringly, then stuck out his tongue to lick the blade.

On the pink tongue is a big circle with a small circle on the left and right, and the wound on half of it is particularly hideous.

"Don't worry, wait for me to tell you slowly?"

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PS1. Do you know how difficult it is for a not-so-smart person to write such a smart-looking plot!

PS2. The novels I wrote with my classmates in high school are not pornographic novels. If I really want to say it, it should be regarded as the style of hot-blooded teenagers?Although many aspects at that time were not as good as now, but in fact, if I recall it, I feel that the novels written at that time were really in the style of Japanese light novels

PS3. My last book that was blocked was not because of H. Let’s restore the scene:

I: Editor Sang, my novel has been blocked, may I ask why?

EDIT: Because your novel has a lot of cannibalism and murder

I: Oh, I understand that you can’t write about cannibalism, but why can’t you kill people?So many murderers...

EDIT: You described it in too much detail!

I: ... (Let's open a new book)

This is probably the case

201 Do Super High School Level Detectives Dance in Circles? (Eight)

The horizon turned into a Baskerville hound with its mouth open to the extreme, greedily swallowing the sunset into its mouth gradually.

Only half of the remaining red sun was bitten by the hounds, causing hideous wounds, and the bloody glow of the setting sun poured down, covering the entire world.

Like a turbulent wave, it swept into the classroom with only two people through the glass, reflecting the mist in a sad way and Sagami in a hideous light.

The girl's bony tongue was cut with a shallow wound by the blade, and little drops of blood squeezed out from this line.

The symbol-like pattern of the bear's head was divided into two parts, which looked like a blood sacrifice secret ritual performed by the pagans after drawing the magic circle.

Sagami took away the kitchen knife, and the action of licking his scarlet lips made the already unpleasant face even more annoying.

"Kyoko Wukiri," slipped her greasy tongue back into her mouth with bloodshot eyes, her voice was as calm as memorizing in class, without any emotion: "Before you officially joined Hope Peak, you have already been recognized as a [Super High School Level] Detective], the cases he solved at the age of 15 are enough to make many old detectives feel ashamed. In addition, what is more talked about is that his exquisite appearance is not inferior to that of well-known idols. The combination of these two points has made many TV stations They rushed to invite her to participate in the recording of the program and shine in the program, making her famous in Japan and even overseas."

The crimson blood spread like earthworms on the blade.

Kirikiri looked directly at Sagami, without any change in expression, as if the muscles of the face had been put into a mold to shape and cool down.She withdrew her hand from the doorknob, as if she didn't intend to resist.

The cells of the right brain are being liberated gradually.

...Confirmation 100: The probability that the girl in front of me is [Kinoshita] is close to [-]%.Assuming that she is [Kinoshita], it is inferred that Sagami Minami and Sagami both have [木], up north and down south, and [South] is [下], so it is [Kinoshita].

...Question [-]: [I don’t have time to think about it yet]

... Determination [-]: The situation has not directly developed to the worst step, and there is room for maneuver if the target is willing to communicate.

... Breaking situation [-]: Enoshima Junko's number is stored in the mobile phone. If Takasaka Kyosuke is really Yemi-sensei, he can ask him for help through Enoshima.

For now, let's slow down the target.

"How did you recognize me?" Use the conversation to delay time, looking for an opportunity to send an email, and if the delay is long enough, it is possible that even if I don't send an email, Teacher Yejian, who left my schoolbag in the classroom, will do it for me. Take your bag and go straight back to the classroom.

With Yejian teacher's ability to use [Budo Will] to add special effects to his appearance at the autograph signing, it is easy to subdue the target even in an emergency.

A crow so black that it devoured the light flew past the window, leaving behind a cry of "ahah".

Sagami, who was the target at the other end of the classroom in front of her, obviously failed to notice Kirigiri's move to delay time because of her lack of life experience, but probably because of her cautious nature, she stared at him with those eyes that would not look energetic even if she opened them wide. On the blade of the knife was the blood of the setting sun, and at the same time, he used the borrowed key to lock the front door with a "snap".

"It's just a game reminder. Let people play the game without telling them who the target of the game is. Even a black and white bear will not be so bad."

While talking, probably subconsciously, Sagami, who was no longer the kind face he usually pretended to be, wiped the blood-stained blade on his pure white school uniform shirt, which was slightly protruding from his chest, like rubbing red dye on the white cloth. smear.

The voice remained flat, "Kyoko Kirigiri, have you ever thought about why you are able to gain so much attention and gain such great fame and praise?"

Although Kirikiri didn't know what Sagami wanted to say, he still looked at her to attract her attention: "Because of the long-term hard work I have been doing since I was a child, I always think so."

"Hmph," the sharp airflow that rubbed against his teeth meant that Sagami sneered, and his not-so-slender body shook. bra.

The fine lace on the periphery of the pink bra was picked apart by the tip of the knife, like a knitted sweater that was unthreaded.

She grinned and looked at Wuqie. The slightly uneven teeth made this smile lose all its charm: "Work hard? Who in this world is not working hard? Unless you are sleeping, as long as you are awake and doing something, you will have so much physical strength." There is bound to be loss of energy and spirit, and the experience that comes with it will definitely accumulate. People who play games are more skilled, and people who watch movies know more about movies. Even making love with a boyfriend in bed will I understand men's interests more and more. But..."

The girl who was covered in blood red by the setting sun outside the window suddenly lost all her smiles, her wide-open eyes seemed to wake up like a ghost, and the muscles at the corners of her mouth moved like epilepsy: "But! How many people who play games can finally rely on playing games? Survive?! How many moviegoers became movie critics?! How many people who rode on people and stayed up all night became thousands of people?! Everyone is working hard, how many people won applause? !!"

"That's just because the direction of the effort is wrong." Wuqiri slightly narrowed his beautiful eyes like slender petals, pretending to be arguing to increase the volume of his words, in order to delay more time: "Everyone They are different. This difference is born with different talents and different body structures. Even if everyone puts the same enthusiasm into the same thing, they will bear different fruits. So if you really want to If you want to achieve something, then find the most suitable thing for you and work hard. If you can’t separate your fingers, don’t play games! If you watch movies and only watch the scenes and never care about the plot, don’t be a film critic! You can’t even pinch your legs If it's not tight, don't think about killing thousands of people!"

Wuqie's tone was steady and powerful, and his face, which seemed to be wearing a delicate mask, did not waver at all.

Although she has never had a boyfriend, but she has seen countless naked men and women raped to death during the investigation of the case, and she is not afraid of this topic at all.

"...Do you think so? Do you think that as long as you find your corresponding talents and work hard, you can succeed? You can also become famous in Japan like you? Then you must not understand Kirikiri, right? People are different from you, because..." The kitchen knife tore open the blood-stained white shirt with a "squeak", and slashed into the desk with a "bang", bringing a gust of wind, followed by words rubbing the vocal cords .

"Absolutely, big, part, part, human... I don't have any talent!!"

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