Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

The room was extremely quiet.

Fujiwara Sarana stared at the photo in Spade Lord's hand and sensed the deeper meaning behind his cold expression.

She raised her red lips lightly and said calmly: "I thought you knew."

"The Lord of Spades" narrowed his eyes unhappily, seemingly losing interest in continuing the joke.

The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn.

The sudden tightening of the air caused Nakagawa Yuuki's body to gradually become stiff.

He couldn't help but hold his breath, fearing that the two forces would collide and disaster would befall him.

Fujiwara Sarana held the teacup under her nose and sniffed it, then glanced at Nakagawa Yuuki, who was almost collapsing, with her narrow phoenix eyes.

"President Nakagawa should know more about what happened between them than asking me."

When his name was called, Nakagawa Yuki was stunned. He raised his head and saw Fujiwara Sarana staring at him and spoke again.

"As far as I know, President Nakagawa had dealings with them when he was still in China. How about you, Lord Spade, tell us about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nakagawa Yuki felt a sharp light shining on his head.

His throat tightened and he turned his head to look, pretending to be calm. The "Lord of Spades" looked at him expressionlessly, as if waiting for his answer.

Nakagawa Yuuki took a breath.

It took him all his strength to remain calm just to stay calm in the same room with them. Now, the "Master of Plum Blossoms" actually asked him to explain the relationship between Bai Ji'an and He Wei.

Not to mention that he didn't know why they were holding hands. Even if he knew, how could he ensure that he could conceal his inner timidity when describing the story.

Nakagawa Yuki glanced sideways and saw Fujiwara Sarina's slightly upturned red lips resting on the porcelain cup, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Bitch!

Nakagawa Yuuki frowned.

She already knew that "The Lord of Spades" was determined to capture Bai Ji'an.

Because she didn't know what exactly he was thinking about that person, Fujiwara Sarana, who received the commission, mixed in the photos that were most likely to arouse the curiosity of "Kurosho" among a pile of secretly taken photos.

When "The Spade Master" questioned her, she deliberately rambled on and on to wear out his patience, just to shift the question to him, who had already met Bai Ji'an.

Disaster is diverted to the east.

"The Master of Plum Blossoms" has a really good plan!

What was he going to say?

Anyone can see what it means when two adults hold hands, so how could the "Lord of Spades" not understand?

He just wanted to know whether he, Nakagawa Yuuki, had surrendered and told him everything he knew.

Nakagawa Yuki took a deep breath and said, "At least when I was in China, they were not a couple."

"Oh?" Fujiwara Sarana raised her voice at the end of her voice, "Then what about the last time you returned to your country?"

Nakagawa Yuki slowly clenched his back teeth and said, "I don't know."

The last time it was his clone that returned to Yue An, not the real person. He was not the "Spade Master" and could not synchronize the clone's seeing and feeling!

"enough."

As if extremely exhausted, the "Lord of Spades" slumped his shoulders and beckoned to his men who were waiting outside the door.

When the man entered the room, Lord Spade raised his hand and handed him the photo between his fingers.

"Face out, hands raised."

The man took the photo respectfully, and as the Spade Master had instructed, he held the photo in both hands and stood at attention with his back against the shoji door.

The next second, there was a swish sound.

Fujiwara Sarana suddenly lowered her head, her samurai sword already unsheathed. When she looked up again, the long sword pierced through the top of the photo, along with the person holding the photo, the shoji gate... and the gatekeeper of the Fujiwara group standing behind the shoji gate!

"Oh shit."

Lord Spade stared up at the ceiling, veins bulging on the sides of his neck.

He let out a long sigh, lowered his head, grasped the hilt of the knife, and pulled it out without hesitation.

The warm human blood flowed along the white blade, drawing a dark red semi-arc in the air and splashed onto the beige tatami.

The photo is divided into two, like two white butterflies flying in the air.

The "Spade Master" held a knife in his left hand, and reached his right hand into the air, taking one half of the photo into his palm.

bang bang.

There were two muffled thuds, and two people who had already lost their breath fell to the ground inside and outside the shoji door.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the half photo that fell on the ground. The face that was similar to He Yan but not exactly the same became extremely hateful.

He had to find a way to separate them.

Bai Ji'an shouldn't have such a close relationship with anyone.

He wanted to capture him, put him in a bulletproof glass box for exhibition, and watch him day and night to help him generate endless experimental inspiration.

Fujiwara Sarana looked at the shoji door stained with blood in shock. The shadow falling outside the door was a member of her Fujiwara family!

What's the difference between killing her people on her own turf and saying that she was never taken seriously?

She gripped the empty scabbard tightly and looked up.

In the dim room, the “Lord of Spades” held a blood-stained long sword. His tall and strong body was shrouded in a layer of gloomy murderous aura, casting a long slanting shadow in the moonlight.

The terrifying momentum made even the battle-hardened Fujiwara Sarana hesitate to confront it.

She was never afraid of death, but everyone knew that the Spade Master would not let you die easily. Even if you were lucky enough to be killed with one strike, he would make full use of everything on the corpse.

Feeling the fighting spirit gradually fading away beside him, "The Spade Master" put half of the photo in his hand into his inner pocket.

He raised his eyes and waved to another of his men outside the door, pointed at the body lying inside the door, and said, "Take it back and put it in ice coffin number 58, and keep it in reserve."

"Yes!"

When Fujiwara Sarana heard the sound, she looked and saw the man walking in with an expressionless face. He grabbed the shoulders of his dead companion and dragged him like a dead animal as if it was normal.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it, so I won't take the people outside with me."

The Spade Master reached out and took the oilcloth that half-wrapped the blade, wiping away the blood stains.

He squatted down facing the gloomy Fujiwara Sarana, holding the long sword in reverse and holding it half a meter in front of her.

"It deserves to be the tenth cold weapon in the world. It can cut through human bones like breaking rice paper. What a famous sword."

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment. Fujiwara Sarana finally glared at him angrily and grabbed the snow-white scabbard.

Swish!

The sharp blade is retracted.

Yuuki Nakagawa, who was almost suffocated, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He squinted at the blood so close to his trouser leg, not knowing what was going on.

He had killed more than one person before, but why was he so terrified when he saw the "Black Spade Lord" stabbing two people with one knife?

Could it be that when he killed someone, he knew that the person whose life was being taken away was a living person, and the "Black Spade Master" no longer regarded them as his own kind, but only as objects for venting his anger and experimenting?

What about him?

When he completely loses control of Nakagawa Bussan, will he be regarded as a useless ant by the "Black Spade Master" and be killed with one blow?

Yuuki Nakagawa didn't dare to think about the future any more.

At first.

He killed Nakagawa Hiroki in order to become the sole heir to Nakagawa Bussan;

In order to wait for a paternity test to convince Nakagawa Eiji, he fabricated a huge lie and used false information to delay the detectives and the police from discovering the truth;

In order to secure his position as chairman, he alienated Kusaka Takao and planned to murder Fujiwara Satoshi.