Chapter 111 (1/2)

The crow finally did not start. When he held the knife in his hand, he quickly put it back into his pocket.

I shouldn't have thought that. The crow said to himself, he doesn't think he should produce this kind of This is the idea of trying to solve problems by killing others. Even in his opinion, the owl's behavior is very abnormal, it is likely to attack others, and the crow is definitely the first person to be hurt and threatened.

But crow is still unwilling to do it, not because he is kind and loving. He doesn't think he will be a good person before he loses his memory, but he doesn't think he will be a bad person.

There is no absolute difference between good and evil in this world. When most people think that something is right and just, it will be defined as good, and people who have done it will be regarded as good. vice versa.

The definition of good and evil is so simple, but it also determines the difference between man and beast. After all, no beast defines its own kind with good and evil.

So, why choose? What do you think is the right way to do it.

The crow took a deep breath. He relaxed and leaned against the wall. The owl still held one of his hands. The owl's fingers were still cold and piercing, not like human temperature. But for a moment, the crow forgot the details. He straightened up, looked up at the owl and said, ”I think we need to talk about it.”

The owl cocked its head and said, ”what are you talking about?”

”I know what murderer you suspect me to be...” Crow road.

”No doubt.” The owl interrupted him and sneered, ”I'm sure.”

”So you think you have some evidence, don't you?”

”The evidence is solid.” The owl stopped, and he held the crow's hand tightly. Then he reached over and touched the crow's neck. The crow felt the cold touch on his fragile neck, which made him shiver.

”You have a strangulation mark on the back of your neck.” The owl touched the back of the crow's neck, and there was a hollow feeling there.

The crow didn't feel much. He didn't even feel pain. Although when he reached out to touch his neck, he found that there was something slender on the back of his neck.

”What's on your neck, and I've got this from the corpse -” the owl took out the black cross pendant and looked at the crow. ”Did you lose it?”

The crow glanced at the black cross. ”I don't have any impression of it - will I make you feel like asking a prisoner?”

The owl's expression was bleak: ”there are only you, me and the corpse in the room 13. The corpse is holding the cross tightly, and the chain of the cross is also broken. It is obvious that it was forcibly pulled off from someone's neck. But between us, only you have this mark on your neck. Is this not enough to explain the problem?”

”I didn't kill.” The crow never changed his mouth. He took a deep breath again and said, ”I don't have any memory. When I wake up and read the note, my memory just starts from that moment! I don't know what I've done before, but my heart tells me that I've never hurt anyone! ”

The owl doesn't believe in crows and continues to be aggressive: ”come on, even your brain may cheat you without any memory!”

”I don't know why you are so sure! But all this is clearly designed by others! Put two people and a corpse into a closed carriage, deliberately design various criminal traces and evidence, so that you can make sure that I am the murderer, and then we start to kill each other? ”

”Killing each other? no Of course not. ” Suddenly the owl squinted and said a strange sentence:

”even if you are a murderer, I will not do it to you.”

”What do you mean by that?” The crow was puzzled, but the owl did not answer his question. He stood up straight and released the crow's hand. The crow felt his hands were stiff, but the cold feeling remained.

”After all, are you cold?” The crow could not help but ask the owl, and he could not help shaking his wrist - the one that had been held by the owl.

”I feel your body is very cold.”

The tension between the two seemed more peaceful. The owl even laughed and said, ”I'm not cold. Don't worry - it's just temporary.”

The owl's words were full of a strange feeling, but the crow didn't want to go into it. He felt tired, but he didn't want to waste his time. He squatted down at the connecting door of No. 12 car and No. 11 car, and began to watch the relevant tips given on the door --

[there was no one in No. 12 car. 】

[but the poor kitten was killed. 】

[no, no, no! It's not, of course, asking you to find a killer. ]Because the key to the door is in the cat's stomach. 】