Rebirth of Japanese Wolf Legacy

So much thing, squeezing in a place.

It seems that this guy is a long time to be closed in a small place, so when his place is growing, I don't know how to organize it, so I can only put these "trophy" in the original way.

But let the ruins of the rules are curious, the money is, what are these cosmetics and sanitary nails? Are you very unfortunate?

Is it a woman in murder?

There is this possibility.

Then he opened the drawer, it was some clothes, it looked at it, but the technology of washing clothes was not home, but the clothes were not very clean, but there was a flavor of perfume, which should have used the perfume of those girls.

And this looks like a bedside table, in fact, murderous wardrobe.

He opened a layer, the top is the clothes, then it is pants, underwear, socks.

Including the school bag and other things, he has been overwhelmed, and it is not possible to find something that can prove the identity of the murderer.

He sighed, ready to put things back in place, he couldn't find it, and did not represent others could not find it.

There will be other more professional people tomorrow, maybe you can find some things that murderers.

But he can now make sure that this murderer, has been closed in a narrow and close space for a long time, he should still go back to find a space that is not so big.

This information is not very useful. The search range can almost expand to the world. Japan's capsule hotel can only accommodate a person lying down, but the light is in Tokyo, this hotel has more than two hundred, and the murdere is not going. That kind of place, he will definitely choose a narrow but there is a residence that let him save the body.

That kind of person was killed by killing, he can't stop.

Washali is looking forward to picking up the last sock and throws it into the drawer.

But he stunned, and took the sock out.

Because he feels strange when he picks up the sock, it seems that there seems to have a very hard piece object.

He took something out from the sock, and it was actually a photo.

The photo is not large, only four or five inches, and very old, has been folded, and because of cropping, there is irregular sawtooth.

But the deserter is looking for.

Because there is only one little girl above the photo.

The girl only has half a body, it seems to be a bit shy, do not dare to appear in front of the camera, then you will hide when you are in your body ...

But the deserter is looking out!

The shy girl is the Qiu Snow! !

Why is this killing magic a photo of autumn snow?

Washali is looking for, and it is true, killing the devil is not only the extension, but also a thousand months ...

..........

In the middle of the night, Qiu Xue sent a Sasaki police officer.

She left the cup on the table, got up from the sofa, only to the library of the east side.

Take the key to open the door of the library, she stepped into it, and came to the left side of the second hundred ~ Wan Xiao! Say the wall, gently put the palm in the fifth row in the fourth column Brick wall.

This is the magic workshop of the Milotinth. She is a silent sound festival, the blue glory is slow, and the wall as if the wall is reflected in the surface, and she starts to fluctuate, and finally there is a quiet passage.

As autumn snow, the candlelights on both sides of the channel are automatically bright.

Through the long ramp, she finally came to the branch.

But this time, she is going to be right.

Sasaki has a line of English on the photos present, so that she is determined to come here, not the content of the text, but the text itself, the twisted comic font.

"Will n't ..." She breathed in the bifurcated mouth, "impossible is yours."

Also at this time, the passage of the right side came from a hoarse and violent roar.

Qiu Xue heard the voice and suddenly came.

That's right, it's too suspicious, that person is impossible to run.

She turned his body and was ready to return, but but did not move.

That strip ... simply is exactly the same.

This thing can be imitated, but it will not do it exactly.

She is too familiar with that year, the owner of this hand holds her hand and teaches her to write her name, not a man named Mili.

When the situation is moved, the font of Qiu Xue has been written very beautiful, but the man has not been able to get any opportunities for learning knowledge because of the reasons in the dungeon all year round.

Not she doesn't give, but she dares.

For so many years, she didn't even dare to be close to this channel, or she would still let her think of the memories of can't bear, this is the shadow of her heart forever.

"Just look at it ... I want to confirm that he is really still."

Autumn snow strokes his heart and let the heart beat.

Before she came to the wooden door of the channel, she gently put her fingers on top, breathe.

No matter what kind of situation, she will be brave.

The knots on the door stopped operation, and heavy wooden doors hang up.

Qiu Xue lived.

..........

"Hello, is it alive?"

In the way to go home, he just finished the understanding of the murderer, and the Song Kangqi gave him a call.

"I am, there is something to say."

"Washali, do you know that the murder happened in the Qianyue?"

"I happened at my door, I certainly know, what happened?" Unknown previvities rose in his heart.

"When we have homotropism, we found her back to be carved." The voice of the Song Benkuo is almost squeezed from the throat, "said English, translated it means 'I am free'."

Washen is looking at the lips.