Chapter 111: Escape the Secret Train (5)

In the end, the crow didn't do anything. When he silently held the knife in his palm, he quickly put it back into his pocket.
I shouldn't have thought this way. The crow said to himself that he didn't think he should have this kind of ... this kind of thought of trying to solve problems by killing others. Even in his opinion, the behavior of the owl is very abnormal and it is likely to have a tendency to attack others, and the crow is definitely the first person to be harmed and threatened.
But Crow was still reluctant to act, not because he was kind and caring. He didn't think he would be a good person before losing his memory, but he didn't think he would be a bad person.
There will never be an absolute difference between good and evil in this world. When most people think that something is right and right, then this thing will be defined as the good side, and the people who do it, just Will be considered kind. vice versa.
The definition of goodness and sin is so simple, but it also determines the difference between humans and beasts. After all, no beast defines its own kind by good and evil.
So why bother to choose, what do you think is correct, then how to do it.
The crow took a deep breath. He relaxed his body and leaned against the wall. The owl still held one of his hands. The owl's fingers were still cold and biting, not like the temperature of a human being. But at this moment, the crow forgot these details, he straightened his head, looked at the owl, and said, "I think we need to talk."
The owl tilted its head and smiled, "What are you talking about?"
"I know you suspect me of a murderer ..." crow said.
"Not doubt." The owl interrupted him and sneered. "I'm sure."
"So what evidence do you think you have, right?"
"The evidence is solid." The owl paused, and he held the crow's hand tightly. Then he reached over and touched the crow's neck. The crow only felt the cold touch on his fragile neck, making him unable to resist a chill.
"You have scratches on the back of your neck." The owl touched the crow's neck, and there was a little dent in it.
The crow himself didn't feel much, he didn't even feel the pain, although when he reached out and touched his neck, he found that there was indeed a slender thing on the back of his neck.
"You wore something on your neck, and I got this from the corpse's hand—" The owl took out the black cross pendant and stared at the crow intently: "Did you lose it?"
The crow glanced at the black cross: "I don't have any impression on it-would I have the pleasure to force a prisoner to say so?"
The owl's expression looked bleak: "There is only you and me and that corpse in the No. 13 chamber. The corpse is holding the cross tightly in its hands, and the chain of the cross is also broken. It is obvious that it was forcibly pulled off from someone's neck. , And between us, only this trace on your neck, isn't that 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 woke up and read the note, my memory only started from that moment! I don't know me What did I do before, but my heart told me that I have never hurt anyone! "
The owl did not believe the crow, and continued aggressively: "Come on, without your memory, even your brain may deceive you!"
"I don't know why you're so sure! But all of this was obviously designed by others! Two people were stuffed into a closed compartment with a dead body, and various crime traces and evidence were deliberately designed to make you sure I was The murderer, and then we started killing each other? "
"Kill each other? No! Of course not." The owl squinted suddenly and said something strange:
"Even if you are really a murderer, I will not do anything to you."
"What do you mean by this?" The crow was puzzled, but the owl did not answer his question. He stood upright and let go of the crow's hand. Then the crow felt that his hands were stiff, but the cold feeling remained.
"Speaking of which, are you cold?" The crow could not help asking the owl, he couldn't help shaking his wrist-the hand that had been held by the owl.
"I feel like your body is very cold."
The tension between the two seemed to calm down, and the owl even smiled and said, "I'm not cold, don't worry-this is only temporary."
The owl's words were full of weirdness, but the crow didn't want to go deep at the moment, he felt tired, but he didn't want to waste time, immediately squatted over the connecting door of the 12th and 11th cars, and began to watch the door. Relevant hints given--
[Car 12 is not alone. 】
[But the poor kitten was killed. 】
[No no no! Of course it is not for you to find any killer. 】
[Because the key to the door is in the cat's belly. 】
"This tip is really simple and clear, will it be so easy?" After crow watching these lines, he had to be skeptical.
Owl said: "If it's that easy, it's a good thing. After all, we have to clear 13 small rooms in six hours and stop the train."
The crow had to ask: "But I haven't found anything that can display the time, such as a watch, mobile phone, or other clock or something ... I mean, how can we know how long the time has passed?"
"Don't think too much. When we really need it, there will always be something to remind us of time." Owl answered vaguely, he said: "I think we need to go away that dead cat Belly, find out if the key is really there. "
So the owl and crow picked up the dead cat from the pool again. They closed the faucet in the pool, put the poor cat on the ground, and saw the cat's vertical wounds. Then they found a difference. Unusual place.
"I thought the cat's wound was cut by a knife ... but now it looks ..." The owl caressed the dead cat's fur unconsciously, although the poor kitten was already hanging, it was still wet and Disgusting look.
"How does it look now?" The crow frowned.
"Don't you think this wound looks like a knife cut?"
The crow listened to the owl, and narrowed his eyes to look at the wound on the dead cat. Indeed, if it was cut with a knife, the wound should be smoother and more beautiful. The sharp blade will make the cut very neat, and the depth of the force can It's easy to see.
But the wound on the cat was more like what was left after being attacked by some beast.
After being scratched and bitten with sharp claws, that kind of crooked, crooked cat dropped such traces on the poor cat.
"This thing makes me feel uncomfortable just looking at it." The crow had to take a deep breath and commented.
"I'm more curious what made it look like this." The owl chuckled, then looked up at the crow: "Do you have a knife?"
The crow looked up, staring alertly at the owl.
"Don't do this, I just want to cut this cat's belly, I know you have it-right?"
The crow was silent for a while, and he didn't know whether this behavior was right or wrong, but he took a deep breath and felt the sharp knife out of his pocket. Although the blade of the knife is thin, it is really sharp, and it is not difficult to cut the dead cat's belly.
The crow silently handed the knife to the owl, and the owl silently took it down, so the crow couldn't help but asked him, "I think you should also touch some weapons. In the No. 13 carriage, there is A lot of mess. "
"No, that's really regrettable." The owl poked into the dead cat's belly, and replied to the crow: "In compartment 13, I only got a cross necklace from that corpse."
"That's unexpected, aren't you really afraid? What kind of murderer who doesn't blink in case I really?" Raven half joked.
The owl cut the dead cat's belly in half, exposing the internal organs. When he heard the crow's words, he raised his head and looked at the crow because they were all squatting on the ground at this moment. When the owl raised its head, the crow was clear. I saw the ink colored pupils of the owl.
But ... a little strange.
I don't know if it is an illusion. The crow thinks that the owl's eyes are a bit strange. Although he is a typical oriental dark pupil, like him, that pupil always reminds the crow of the bottomless abyss.
The owl didn't respond to the crow's words. He cut open the dead cat's belly, and reached out his hand, rummaged in the internal organs, and finally found a key. This series of actions saw the raven He was about to spit out, and he didn't adapt to the smell or the disgusting scene. Although for a moment, the crow felt excited.
"Is this room too simple?" The owl washed the sink with the key until his fingers were cleaned, and the crow noticed that his fingers were soaked in water.
"Are you really not cold?" The crow worried unconsciously: "You held my hand just now ... oh my god, you are almost as cold as ice."
"Maybe I'm born with a lower temperature," Owl optimistically said, holding the key to open the door.
The secret room of the No. 12 car is really simple, and a dead cat can get the key, but when they open the door to the No. 11 car, they suddenly realize that the road ahead is not good enough.
Because when they opened the door, they saw two men standing in carriage 11.
To make matters worse, the two men seemed to be killing each other when they opened the door.
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