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"The 'man' for me to do something, then let me forget some of the details." Fernando nodded his own temple, is still askew arrogant to look spanking: "In my memory, one story It shouldn’t be said like this, but it’s the fact.”

"Before you mentioned Camille, I even forgot her name."

Fernando raised his hand and rolled up the sleeve of his right arm, revealing the tattoo completely: "I have been constantly forgetting what happened at the time. If it hadn't been for this tattoo to remind me all the time, maybe I had forgotten all of them."

"Why?" Azusa Sasaki asked.

"Because... I made a bet with that'man', I am not his opponent at all," Fernando said with a smile because of the fact that he was too cruel, and then shrugged: "So I can only bet if I If he wins, he will pay for Camille."

"He really killed Camille!"

Fernando complained loudly, but quickly calmed down: "I know he will not keep his promise, but at that time I had no choice. The people in the gambling game were not him and me, but the masked man and me. "

"I often suspect that the skinny monkey-like person is still not the true face of the mask owner. There must be another face under that skinny monkey-like face, but what can I do?"

"I firmly believed in science at the time, and the first thing I did after I went back was even to see a psychologist."

"Right, back to the gambling game."

"He asked me to find an arrow." Fernando raised his tattooed hand and pointed to the beetle-like pattern on the head and said: "It's probably like this. I got the photo at the time."

"Did you find it?" Azusa Sasaki asked.

Fernando spread his hands: "Ashamed to say, I completely forgot."

"Obviously, no matter whether the gambling game was won or lost, I was the one who lost. It was absolutely overwhelming in strength and ability. I was worried that I would die in the end, so I left a way for myself on the way. , Otherwise I won’t sit here and chat with you about the terrible past."

"Okay, summary."

Fernando put the lighter back in his pocket, "I didn't have a brain to find any bullshit arrow, but used some methods to pay attention and pay attention to the thin monkey."

"Next are some conclusions that can really come in handy-that gambling game is an invisible barrier, and I was set with a'command' that can trigger a certain result, maybe'find the arrow', maybe' My defeat in the gambling game'-it depends on whether I found the arrow or not. It's a pity that this incident alone can't be remembered."

"If the current Sendai city is a bigger gambling game than I have experienced, then...it must also be set with a certain kind of'switch', which requires certain people to do certain things to be The real trigger."

"You mean it's not the final result yet?" Sasaki Azusa frowned upon hearing this.

"The premise is that this is really the same as the gambling game I experienced at the time, but on a larger scale." Fernando curled his lips. "Now it seems that many details are similar, and people are beginning to become unconscious. , Just like I was getting more and more... confused? Ah, or blind. It was normal for the first few days, or it was normal for the first few days, allowing me to finish the most important things, and later those days..."

"I started to become unscrupulous. Although I was not decent in my actions, it was a bit of a lower limit. It was like a madman. I only knew how to find arrows, forget Camille's name, and forget the first thing. Purpose, until I got lucky and came back alive."

"That'man'..."

"There are indeed some problems, or mentally." That's all, Fernando has nothing to hide: "He never showed up, even when I was closest to him, he couldn't see it. Like him."

"I heard him talking to the boy, I could hear him repelling face-to-face conversations, and I could feel his trust in the boy."

"He is a little nervous, and immediately silenced his subordinates when they reported something-I guess he hid it to avoid meeting other people. What kind of mafia leader is this?"

Sasaki Azusa nodded, agreeing.

She then asked, "Then you all these years?"

"Just treat me as a prudent, unwilling to lose even without knowing the reason, and as timid as a mouse to go back with bare hands." Fernando smiled and devalued himself: "So I have been investigating these strange things, maybe I do. Knowing these things, there will be a better way to deal with that man."

"If it doesn't work..." He smiled and said dejectedly, as if he had imagined a "failure" ending years ago: "Let's talk about it, it's stupid to rush to death with a head covering. That's all I remember. That’s too much. I don’t rule out that I will suddenly remember something after being forced by you today to recall the past. If I really remember something, I’ll tell you. It’s just..."

Fernando raised his hand to hold the coffee table, and said seriously: "You are good, if you need to face me face to face in the future... please be sure not to appear in Aoba's sight again."

"I know."

Sasaki Azusa knew why Fernando suddenly didn't need Hitomi Aoba to handle trivial matters.

——Only one Elsa Camille in his life is enough, no more people need to repeat Camille's ending.

Sasaki Azusa looked down at the time, and then stood up quickly: "I will check what Mr. Fernando said today. After all, you said that the situation at the time was vague. If you still think of anything, you must tell me. In return... ."

Sasaki Azusa remembered the photo of Elsa Camille in the report about Fernando that was clipped on the attached page, and shook his head: "I'm closer to those things, maybe I can provide you with something in the future."

"Don't," Fernando smiled and waved his hand: "This matter must be done step by step. If the information you give me is too detailed and accurate to the individual's name and address, I will immediately buy a ticket and fly over to die."

Sasaki Azusa laughed, said "please stay for a walk," and then put on a wide brimmed hat and left.

Fernando returned to the empty room, stood for a while and then went to the balcony to look down.

He played with that little lighter, watching Azusa Sasaki come out of the hotel's main entrance and get on the pick-up vehicle, and then returned to the room.

The meal is still to be eaten, even if it is unpalatable.

With that in mind, Fernando sat at the cold French meal and picked up the fork.

That's right.

Camille also likes mussels, which must be cooked with white wine.

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Chapter 052: He Killed Him

Sitting in the car back to the apartment, Azusa Sasaki bowed his head to sort out the information given by Fernando.

Thinking about it carefully, in fact, what she found had almost no conflicts with the information given by Fernando-of course, apart from Camille, there was no overlap at all.It's like two events that happened at different times.

Fernando also mentioned something familiar to Azusa Sasaki.

--arrow.

She also has a similar one in the collection room of her own manor-but it is a fake.

The reason why it is similar, everything must be based on the premise that Fernando's tattoo is not disturbed by his chaotic memory at that time.

These are things that cannot be verified.

And now...

If everything that happened in Sendai is really similar to what Fernando experienced at the time, but changed in scale, then what role did Risa Fukada play in these two things?Sasaki Azusa remembered that Risa Fukada also had an arrow in her hand—not surprisingly...that arrow should be with Lilith or Kira now.

In this way, the arrow is safe.

Don’t worry about it being held by restless people to create more stand-ins.

Sasaki Azusa frowned, once again slightly annoyed that the progress of the matter stopped.

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