If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

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After weaving a lot of information about ghouls into a big net that has not yet ended but has no material, Ye Jian started a new round of brain weaving.

[Information [-]: Walter Kosaka is the next patriarch of the Kosaka family, the first Japanese martial arts family]

versus

[Information [-]: Walter is a relative of Takasaka Kirino]

to weave,

[Inference [-]: Tong is a member of Japan's first martial arts family, the Kosaka family]

put inference one with

[Information [-]: Kirino and Kyosuke's parents changed their attitude towards Kyosuke less than a year ago]

to weave,

[Inference [-]: Less than a year ago, the two parents learned that they and Tong were members of the Kasaka family, the No. [-] martial arts family in Japan, but Jingsuke was not, so they knew that Jingsuke was wrong, and then treated him Big change.And Tong is not aware of these things. 】

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Two large nets floated in Ye Jian's mind, with clear and well-organized information woven on them, while the place where the messy information was piled up like a ball of wool was empty.

I understand a lot of things that I have been puzzled about before.

Ye Jian let out a light sigh of relief, the turbid air that had accumulated in his heart for a long time rubbed his thin lips and made a clear "hu" sound.

At the same time, the girl in his arms gently pulled the front of his chest.

"See you at night, if you go further, you'll be underground."

081 Tsurumi Rumi is not simple

"See you at night, if you go further, you'll be underground."

A thin voice came from Ye Jian's arms.

The young ice beauty Tsurumi Rumi quietly touched his chest with a small hand when she reminded him of the suit on Yemi's chest.

Sure enough, it's soft, and it seems that the last judgment was not wrong.

Liu Mei's little thought began to move slightly.

Today, she originally came to visit the Cold Weapons Exhibition held in this building, but the difference from last time is that this time it was not a school organization, but she herself.

Mom is on duty today and won't be back until tomorrow night, so Liumei, who is very mature despite her age, put on her little Kumamon shoulder bag and ran to this exhibition not far from home alone.

I want to see the cold weapons from all over the country from ancient times to the present.The girl thought so.

I don't know since when, I found myself in love with these sharp, dangerous, but extremely beautiful objects.

From large swords to small pushpins and compasses, these objects, which have no complicated structure in themselves, can easily damage human bodies far more delicate than them made her more and more interested.

It didn't come in vain this time.

After visiting a few exhibition areas that she was most interested in, Xiao Liumei, whose legs were a little heavy, thought so.

It's a pity that even with such a sword in front of him, he doesn't know how to wield it.

The little girl was a little frustrated.

Little fingers twitched, while recalling a few of his favorite exhibits to stay in the United States, he opened his cute Xiongbenxiong satchel, took out his mobile phone and checked the time.

It's getting late, it's time to go back, there is no one on the top floor.

There was only Liu Mei in the room next to the corridor, and some chatter could be heard outside.

Rumi put the phone back in the bag and took out the handkerchief that her mother folded and put inside after washing it. The handkerchief was still a black background with the pattern of Kumamon's big but dull eyes.

Then she lifted her black bangs and wiped the sweat from her fair forehead.

Well, take the elevator down to the first floor in one breath.

Rumi raised her toes and rolled her thin white ankles on the carpet in the room, relaxing her tired leg muscles, and then took a small step to open the door.

Suddenly, it was pitch black as if blind, and a young ice beauty who didn't stand still under her feet squatted down on the thick carpet.At the same time, several exclamations came from the corridor outside the door.

It was a power outage.

Rumi breathed a sigh of relief, sitting on the soft carpet made the tired she feel very comfortable, and she didn't remember much for a while.

Speaking of power outages, did the elevator also stop, so how do I go downstairs?so many layers...

The little girl suddenly felt a little melancholy, but then the exclamation outside the door turned into a scream, which also turned the melancholy in Liu Mei's heart into panic.

What's up?

The English I learned in class was immediately reflected in my little heart.

The screams came one after another, and the sound that became a little muffled across a door seemed to echo the wailing of the tortured ghost in hell.

Liu Mei, who was sitting on the carpet, hurriedly kicked her legs and backed into the corner of the room with the twisting of her little buttocks.

At the same time, the crisp and refreshing cracking sound of the flesh hidden in the mourning also entered Rumi's ears.

The unpleasant smell of blood that made the little girl frown was gradually lingering on the tip of her nose, her young body curled up in a ball in the corner of the room, her awe-inspiring black hair was clinging to the hard wall at right angles, and the coolness gradually spread.