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Fifty-one, night market (3)

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    Gin held up the searchlight and struck the tree demon's aggrieved and crying face resolutely, making a very clear and crisp sound, which made the monsters watching couldn't help but turn away.

    After tidying up the dryad, Gin looked at his watch, and the pointer stopped close to "three".

    There is a folk saying with no clear basis that ghosts cannot move around in the world after three o'clock in the morning.

    Gin looked around and saw that the firelights in the darkness were much dimmer than what he had seen before. Some of them were simply extinguished, and a few rays of moonlight began to penetrate the thick ink-like night.  These subtle changes seemed to confirm the authenticity of the statement he heard accidentally, but the dryads and other monsters reacted indifferently.

    There are still ten minutes until three o'clock in the morning. Gin has no time to waste. He grabs the tree demon and asks: "Let me ask you, why do you want to open the ghost market here?"

    He doesn¡¯t believe in coincidences. All coincidences in the world are inevitable and created by the careful combination of various factors.

    The wrinkled face of the dryad immediately wrinkled even more when he heard this: "Whythisthe locations of the ghost market are randomly selected. If you ask me why, I really don't know how to answer."

    "Oh, is it so?"

    Gin caught the cunning flash in its eyes. He narrowed his eyes and raised the searchlight as if to strike again. He saw the dryad quickly holding his head in his hands and saying pitifully: "The ghost market existed long before the Heian Era.  Yes, this has been the rule for thousands of years, I really didn¡¯t lie to you!¡±

    It seems that asking this question will not give you a clear answer.

    Putting down the searchlight, Ginjiu let go and asked coldly: "What are the trading items in your ghost market?"

    The tree demon looked up at him cautiously: "Most of them are things that humans can't use. The only thing that can be traded with humans is this coffin."

    ""

    The tone of the dryad was very sincere, but Gin felt hypocritical no matter how he heard it, feeling that the dryad must be hiding something.

    ¡°Compared with the unfamiliar tree demon, he is certainly more willing to trust his own intuition honed through the hardships of life and death.

    However, there is no time for Gin to ask for the answer tonight, because it will be three o'clock soon, which is the time when the ghost market closes.

    The days are long, and if the tree demon really has other plans, there will definitely be other moves after tonight.  As long as it dares to move, Gin will have a way to dig out the information he wants to know.

    No matter what the tree demon wants to do, it had better pray that it has nothing to do with him, otherwise haha.

    Ginjiu took half a step back, and his overwhelming aura returned to his usual indifference.  Upon seeing this, the tree demon and all the monsters breathed a sigh of relief and bowed slightly to him with respect for the strong man.

    When the time came, the stagnant night was shattered by the sudden strong moonlight, and soon melted into the clear glow of the sky.

    Before that, the fires were extinguished one by one, and the figures of the monsters gradually disappeared, as if they had never appeared. If Gin hadn't had the silver coffin in front of him, he would have even doubted whether what he had just experienced was  Just a dream.

    A strange, strange and weird dream.

    The searchlight turned into a spot of light and dissipated. Gin approached the coffin left by the Dryad and scanned it from top to bottom, finally stopping on a light blue rose pattern in the middle.

    It was a lifelike and exquisitely carved flower. It was so real that it didn¡¯t look like a pattern, but a real rose flower lying flat on top. The dewdrops on the petals seemed to be able to roll, making the air float with a real and illusory feeling.  Floral.

    Gin stretched out his hand to touch the flower, and his plain white fingertips passed over the water drops embedded in the stamens. The cold touch was slightly moist, but when he stopped and touched it, his fingertips were still dry.

    ¡°For some reason, this coffin gave Gin a strange feeling.  It's not a taboo, he is not someone who would be taboo about such things. The killer will not be taboo about things related to death, and it is not so much a taboo as a warning.

    The cold sense of crisis seeped into the air along with the faint fragrance of rose flowers, lightly entwining Gin's fingers and body, and then tried to penetrate into his body through his pores, creating a feeling of drunken intoxication.

    Gin frowned, took a few steps back, thought about it, took out the searchlight again, and pressed the normal setting towards the coffin.

    Just before the beam of light was about to burst out, the coffin suddenly distorted its shape, bursting out with a burst of dazzling silver light, and then melted into a pool of liquid in the light, quickly seeping into the ground and disappearing without a trace.

    Like a living thing.

    Gin raised the corners of his lips with interest.

    &nbspNo longer able to complain, let them make trouble.

    These people are wolves at heart. Once they encounter something worthy of seriousness, they will naturally burst out with powerful power.  But if your life is peaceful, salted fish is fine at all, as long as you don't go around like Conan and bomb everywhere.

    After dinner, Kaito and Tanuma watched TV dramas as usual.  Before that, he went to the kitchen to get two bottles of drinks, but found that the refrigerator was empty, let alone drinks, and couldn't even find a glass of milk.

    "Huh? Didn't Tanuma and Jingo go out to buy drinks before? Why is there not a bottle in the refrigerator?" Kaito asked loudly.

    "They went out, but they encountered an accident on the way and didn't buy any drinks." Bai Ma Tan helped Bai Long put together two pieces of the puzzle. After he had nothing to do, he said, "I'll buy it for you. You continue to watch TV."  Bar."

    Hearing this, Kaito walked out of the kitchen and waved at him with a smile: "Be careful on the road, don't encounter the same accident as Tanuma Jin-ge and the others."

    "This is not something I can decide." Baima Tan complained in a low voice, took out the change from the drawer behind the counter with familiarity, and walked out of the door.

    Tonight is a clear night, the breeze is blowing, the moonlight is romantic, and there is no hint of the desolation of late autumn.

    Baima Tan walked towards the convenience store across the intersection, habitually took out his pocket watch and checked the time, and secretly decided to contact the housekeeper at home when he returned.

    It¡¯s been a while since he came out, and my father¡¯s anger should be almost gone, so he can go back and resolve the fatal misunderstanding.

    Although he is very satisfied with his current life, Baima Tan does not intend to continue to do so.

    Thinking absentmindedly, Baima turned his steps, walked into a relatively dim path, and walked quickly towards the convenience store.

    Just when he was about to leave the alley and cross the road before the red light came on, a sharp, stinging sense of crisis suddenly passed through his heart.

    what happened?

    Baima Tan was startled, and his steps paused unconsciously.  The next second, his shoulders were suddenly clamped by a pair of strong hands and pulled to the side.  His back hit the cold and rough wall hard, and the back of his head also hit him. He was so painful that he felt dizzy and spinning.

    The cold shadow fell unexpectedly, blocking the last ray of light in the white horse's field of vision.  He raised his eyes and endured the pain, trying to see the face of the person holding him clearly, but he only saw a blurry outline and two sharp teeth protruding from his lips.

    The man grabbed his neck, lowered his head and sniffed him a few times.  The soft tip of her nose brushed against his face, and he couldn't help but turn his head to dodge, but he couldn't move because his throat was strangled.

    "good."

    Bai Ma Tan heard the man chuckle and say, before he could react, the man lowered his head and rubbed into the hollow of his shoulder, pressing lips that were too cold to be human to the side of his neck¡ª¡ª

    He felt a chill in his heart, and the unprecedented sense of crisis made his skin crawl. However, his inexplicably weak hands and feet could not muster the strength to resist.

    Baima Tan can already feel the touch of his teeth against his skin.

    At this critical moment, Hattori Heiji suddenly appeared like a god.

    With a dark face, he grabbed the arm of the person who was imprisoning the white horse detective and pulled him back. He suddenly threw a straight fist up and hit the bridge of his nose, making the man's nose bones crack.

    Immediately afterwards, Hattori Heiji struck again with an elbow, a knee, and a handsome roundhouse kick straight to the face, kicking the man hard to the wall opposite Hakuba Tan.

    White Horse Detective: ""

    Hattori Heiji sneered and clapped his fingers: "With this little ability, you still dare to imitate others in attacking at night?"

    Before he finished speaking, before the man came back to his senses, he grabbed the man by the collar and slammed him against the wall, causing his nose to bleed.

    Someone who tried to suck blood but failed and sucked the blood out instead: ""

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