Chapter 1905 1905 [The Riddler's Flaws]

The screenwriter is annoyed as **** when the phone rings and interrupts his work.

He pushed away the stool, strode to the landline, picked up the receiver, and just wanted to curse.

But after recognizing the voice on the phone, the scriptwriter's tone softened: "It's you. Hehe, don't worry, I probably know who that 'Santa Claus with the red beard' is."

"Huh? You've finally changed your mind? It's only now that I've discovered my strengths. You're really slow." Hearing what the other person said, the scriptwriter laughed happily, "Okay, I'll go now."

After hanging up the phone, he didn't bother to pay attention to the unfinished new script. He rubbed his hands excitedly, put on his coat, and strode out.

at the same time.

By the window of a room on the third floor.

Hashimoto Maya looked at the figure who evaded the patrolling policeman and sneaked out of the house, with a serious expression on his face: "What does this guy want to do?"

Saburo Inozuka: "I don't know, but I always feel that he won't live long."

The two people looked at each other and turned their eyes away: very good, now it can be confirmed that the sight of "that thing" has completely fallen on this interesting troupethey are safe.

"Hiss, it's so cold." The scriptwriter, wearing a handsome windbreaker, stopped by a small lake near the hotel.

He posed handsomely against the wind for a while, but he didn't hold on for a minute before he started rubbing his hands in the cold: "Why do you want to meet in this kind of place, women are so troublesome, you always have to pursue some romance... Humph, but it doesn't matter, it will be soon I'll take you to a warm bed."

Imagining the pleasant time ahead, the scriptwriter showed an indescribable smile.

Behind him, amidst the howling cold wind, a tightly wrapped black shadow appeared silently, raising the cold steel pipe in his hand.

Then smash down hard.

A few hours later.

I thought that one person died that night, and everyone could spend the night in grief.

However, it didn't take long for the second victim to appear.

In the small frozen lake near the hotel, a corpse fell face down in an ice hole.

On the belt behind the corpse, there is a greeting card with Christmas patterns drawn on itthere is no doubt that the murderer is the "Santa Claus with the red beard" again.

This time, Bupo Jingwei finally lost her previous calmness. She clicked on the lighter, but it couldn't be lit for a long time, and finally she could only hold the cigarette stiffly to her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Suzuki Sonoko woke up from the cold, and couldn't help muttering to Jiang Xia: "Could it be that 'Santa Claus with the red beard' really has a grudge against their entire troupe? This time, all of them are going to die, right? .

Hashimoto Maya quietly glanced here: "..." Don't you know exactly how many people will die? - His acting skills are decent at such a young age, he is worthy of being Uzuo's lackey.

...Speaking of which, how on earth did Uzo make a consortium daughter of this size obey him?

Seeing Uzo's power expand is more uncomfortable than seeing himself being arrested by the police. Hashimoto Maya can only pray secretly now, hoping that the two Suzuki couples who are still in power will not be bewitched by the evil forces from the organization.

But these things are still far away after all.

Compared to Maya Hashimoto, someone was obviously more panicked at this time.

The "clown" in the troupe also heard Suzuki Sonoko's words, and couldn't help retorting loudly: "I haven't done anything, why kill me!"

As he spoke, he took two steps forward and grabbed Jiang Xia's hand, as if holding a life-saving straw: "I can see that this group of policemen can't count on it at all-now we can only rely on you, you solve the case quickly Get that man out!"

The detective looked at the poor man troubled by the murderer sympathetically, as if he wanted to replace him with his own body: "Don't worry, I will try my best. But before that, shouldn't you tell me everything you know?"

Back to the hotel, several people found a warm room.

The "clown" who was still in shock also followed in, and under the watchful eyes of a group of people, he told the information he knew.

"It's not the first time our troupe has performed in this hotel. I also heard about the story of 'Santa Claus with a red beard' from the hotel manager by chance."

The clown actor sighed: "You may not know that the manager likes to mention 'Room 315' and 'Santa Claus with a red beard' very much, but every time he mentions it, he keeps it secret and looks mysterious. I don't want to tell anyone the details.

When Hashimoto Maya and Inozuka Saburo heard this, they couldn't help but glanced at each other, and wanted to nod: "..." They knew it, they knew it very wellif it wasn't for "that thing" that might be nearby, they had to be careful in their words and actions. I'm afraid he had followed his heart a long time ago and beat the manager of the Riddler with a sack and tortured him.

The clown actor has his own unique clich skills: "I am very curious, and I am really curious about the whole story. Fortunately, although the management is strict, he likes to drink. So once after work, I thanked him In the name of getting him drunk, he finally asked about the thing he always talked about.

"'Santa Claus with the Red Beard' is a real guest. He came to the hotel for the first time 10 years ago - it was also a snowy Christmas Eve, 'Santa Claus with the Red Beard' Carrying the package, he came to the hotel.

"Even though 10 years have passed, the manager still has a deep impression on this guest, because that person is completely red from head to toehe is wearing red trousers, a red windbreaker, red gloves, and a red hat. Even Even the hair and beard were dyed red.

"The guest dressed in red came to the front desk and opened the bag he was carrying with him. There were bundles of banknotes in the bag. He pushed the whole bag of money to the front desk and asked to rent room 315 here for 10 days. Year.

"Since that day, he has stayed in this hotel."

Jiang Xia remembered the red room where Maya Hashimoto and the others were in when they passed by the third floor: "So he also decorated room 315 like that?"

The clown nodded: "From the walls to the curtains, to some furniture and ceiling lights, everything that could be changed was changed to red by himthe manager was also frightened when he went to see it, and he can see that he still cares about it even now." I was dissatisfied with this matter. But the guest gave too much money and paid a huge sum of money to rent the room for 10 years. The manager had to bear it and did not interfere.

"In the ten years since then, that guest has hardly gone out, staying in that red room all day. The only communication with the outside world is to make occasional phone calls.

"And one day a year ago, when the maid went to clean the room, he saw 'Santa Claus with the red beard' lying motionless on the bedhe was dead."

(end of this chapter)