Fujizuki Hiroshi still followed what I thought and asked me to explain the matter clearly.

"First of all, I claim that Cansaki and I are not inseparable," I said. "Cansaki is a good friend of my brother. The patriarch of Cangxiaolu cast spells on Sa and Mu for the sake of my blood inheritance limit, and he was still in my water. There were sleeping pills in it. Moreover, later I found a letter from Zan Saki to an organization in the envelope. They wanted to kill me, but Zan Saki stopped me. He didn’t want the organization to take away the lapis lazuli from Cang Xiaolu’s family first. Currency, so he used me to help him get the currency, that's all." I told them, yawning, "It's so boring..." Not only did I say that, but I also thought so in my heart. .

I know that all of this may have been arranged by Zansaki - by summoning the dead with forbidden techniques to seduce the Sand Hidden Ninja Village and excluding the second squad to perform the task, because we were the only free squad at that time; and deliberately chose Lisha In the Heshan area closest to Ya Village, the old man of the Cang Xiaolu clan invited us here again without being suspicious, and wanted to plot against me. When I was about to go home, he put the envelope in the mailbox, which most people would not look at. place; he deliberately saved me when someone wanted to kill me... It felt like everything was arranged. In the end, he used my blood inheritance limit to find out the location of what he wanted and... stole it?Go grab it?Got it?Anyway, we still don’t know what the outcome will be.

Afterwards, I sat in the room.I couldn't sleep anymore and kept asking about Zansaki.

Satake Zansaki... This is the name he calls himself. He has obviously changed his surname, and he also claims to be a survivor of the Satake clan.Also, for my tattoo, I put my hand on my ankle - the wound no longer hurts.

"Damn Zosaki..." I slammed the table, "One day... I will catch you and take revenge this time..."

When the first ray of the sun shines on the desert, the whole world lights up.The desert changes from silent darkness to bright white, regaining its liveliness during the day.The room also brightened up, making everything more vivid.

So, I lay on the table, thinking to myself, why Zansaki would choose such a person to be resurrected to so-called "test" us... The son of a priest of the Sand Hidden Ninja Village in the Country of Wind, because his father opposed it His love for his beloved girlfriend killed his girlfriend, so he committed suicide by jumping into a river... However, there is no river in Sunagakure Ninja Village.In other words, he committed suicide in the Heshan area closest to Sunagakure Ninja Village - the village closest to Sunagakure Ninja Village and where there is a river.And the cross-shaped tombstone is his tombstone.Could it be possible that this also has any meaning?The priest of Sunagakure Ninja Village should have passed away a few years ago. There is no priest in Sunagakure Ninja Village now.I know the meaning of the cross. The deaths of pastors from generation to generation are buried with cross-shaped tombstones.The people in Heshan village buried the young man.

Moreover, this person is a ninja.

Is there any connection between these things...

At this time, I suddenly heard a knock on the door.I sighed, it must be Mr. Fujizuki.One of the joys of his life is to be verbose, and now he is probably going to verbose to me again.When I went to open the door, I was surprised to find that the person standing at the door was not Hiroshi Fujizuki - but Sato.I glanced at him through the peephole.He tapped the ground with the tip of his horn and looked around. He wasn't looking at the door at all, and he didn't knock again.

I opened the door, "Sa Ren...what's the matter?"

"I want to ask you something..." he said.

"What's the matter? Ask now."

"But I have many things to ask," he replied.

I sighed and looked inside the room a few times.I understood what he meant was that he wanted to come in and sit with me and talk, but actually I didn't want to.But I let him in anyway.He sat on the chair I was sitting on before and I sat cross-legged on the bed.What he wanted to ask was the specific story of this matter.I took the trouble to tell him the whole thing, and then expressed my own thoughts. I thought he would shut up like this, but unexpectedly he said: "Huh? If you think so... No, that's what the pastor meant. Yes...hey..." He thought for a moment, "The pastor is the organization you mentioned, the girlfriend is him, and the pastor's son refers to you..."

"What does this mean?" I was very interested in his thoughts.

"Originally, you could join forces with Zansaki or something, but the organization hindered it. After he died..." He noticed my expression and wanted to change his words, but I wasn't angry and still looked at him like that. "No, no, no, there was an accident or something, and then you will be implicated. In the end..."

"Last what?"

"In the end, it means..." he said, "Exile to a foreign country? That's probably what it means. I guessed it, it's all my guess..."

I stared at him blankly.

"Hey..." He became uneasy and looked at me, "I was just guessing...Actually, I don't think it has any particularly profound meaning..."

"No," I said, "I think what you said makes sense..." I thought about his words carefully - as a pastor, the organization was blocking it, I was standing in the perspective of the pastor's son, and Zanzaki is the pastor's son's girlfriend. From the angle...that's right.Zansaki originally wanted to cooperate with me, but the organization hindered or even tried to destroy our relationship, making it impossible to cooperate. Then the situation was that one party was passive and suffered misfortune, and the other party—that is, me—actively catered to it, or became decadent. Finally, there is the place - not the place you know, but the place you are catering to.This statement - it makes sense.

"Sa Ren," I called him back as I ran out of the room. He was stunned for a moment, "Follow me to a place."

I think what Zanzaki said when he gave me the black machine: "This is a tracker. I can receive the tracker signal from my phone and know its location. Help me put him on the red-haired kid." .”

"Why? Do you want to hit him any more?" I asked him at that time.

He blinked and answered my question: "That's because, through his whereabouts, I can know your whereabouts."

"Then why don't you just put that...tracker on me?"

"Would you be willing if I did this..." He rested his head on his hands and smiled slightly.

"Humph……"

I took Sa Ren to the hotel where Cansaki was staying.If this guy comes as a thief, there is no way the hotel people will let him stay... Sa Ren and I plan to go in directly through the window.I concentrated chakra on the soles of my feet and climbed up the wall. When I came to the window, I found that the window was locked and the inside was covered by black curtains.It gives people an ominous premonition.I knocked hard twice, but there was no response inside.Sa Ren walked to the window, smiled at me, and put his hand on the lock.Unexpectedly, after the lock moved twice, he started to tremble and move slowly - the lock was pulled open.I understand, the lock is made of iron and is magnetic to Sa Ren, so he can use Magnetic Release to manipulate it.

control.

We opened the window and jumped in - the room was a mess.Bottles and cups were shattered on the ground, and the ground was covered with water.The bed and cabinets had been messed up, and most of the furniture had been moved, making it look like it had been robbed.

"How could..." I walked around his room, looking for any traces he might have left.

At this time, Sa Ren suddenly said: "Yue Yexiu, that's..."

I looked back at him and saw that he was looking at my feet.I was shocked, pulled my trouser legs with my hands, and asked him: "What's wrong..." I knew - he saw the tattoo.

I thought he would tell me what he saw in detail, but he frowned and said, "No...it's nothing. I probably saw it wrong..." He obviously didn't.

I watched him while looking around the room.When I was with Sa Ren, I felt that uneasiness again.Every time I glanced at him secretly, he was looking at my left ankle.I subconsciously didn't want him to see it, mainly because I was afraid it would make this matter bigger.He also looked surprised by the scene in front of him, looking around for clues, but he didn't glance at the tattoo.

Under the table I saw a light blue envelope with a skull on it, the same one I had seen before.The envelope had been opened, so I suspected it was the same envelope.But I still took it out to look at it. When Sa Ren came over, I covered the skull with my hand.

Inside the envelope was a small card with a text written on it.

I am walking on the road of life.I met the wintersweet blooming in summer, I met the red rose with three petals, I met the playing ghost... I met countless extraordinary things, but I didn't meet the ordinary you.

Satake Zansaki

Zanzaki calls himself a member of the Satake clan, but he is actually not one.After seeing his signature, I started studying the poem.

"Don't you think we have already started to solve the case..." Sa Ren said.

"This kind of thing is not suitable for me at all." I agreed with his statement, "But I still have to break it."

"Why do you care so much about Zansaki?"

"Because..." I hesitated, blushed a little, and finally said with a smile: "Because he still owes me a debt..." I chuckled, "I want him to pay it off this time."

"so."

"Then let's take a look at this poem first, Sa Ren. I think your intuition is very helpful for our analysis. Let's take a look at this poem with your way of thinking..."

"me?"

"Yes."

He took the letter I handed him and read the words on it carefully.

"Winter plum...red rose...this should refer to the flower room in this village..."

"Where is the flower room?" I asked.

"The teacher planned to take us there last time, but he canceled because he was too busy. I went there by myself. It was a greenhouse with many flowers growing in it. But..." He shifted his attention to the letter again. Holding the bottom with both hands, "The flower room does not have the flower seeds mentioned above. At that time, I also asked the people there, which ones they cultivated are the best and most beautiful, such as white peonies and clivias... …”

"If it is said that every 'extraordinary thing' is referred to as a flower, a 'playing ghost'..." I closed my eyes, "Is it a ghost flower?"

"Ghost flower!" Sa Ren suddenly understood and grabbed my shoulders, "Is there such a thing?"

"There should be one..." I said, "When I was in school, I saw it in the text... It seemed to be something - the crystal orchid in autumn. The other name of the crystal orchid seems to be the ghost flower, I remember it."

"That makes sense," Sa Ren said happily, "Look - wintersweet, rose, crystal orchid, three kinds of flowers."

"Then?" I asked strangely, because I had no clue at all.

"color?"

"What color is wintersweet?"

"Haven't you seen it?"

"No……"

"The yellow one. Where are the other two?"

"Red roses are red, crystal orchids are...white." I tilted my head and said, "What does this mean?"

"The red one is me, the yellow one is Kamio, and the white one is Fujizuki-sensei. Does that make sense?"

"Just because of hair color?" I couldn't believe it. "This is too superficial. Zansaki..." I hesitated, "Would he send such a superficial signal..."

"It's not hair color, but 'personality colour'." He happily told me, "Although I don't know how the thief knew...but my 'personality color' is red, orange, the same as my hair color. Same; I tested Kamio and I before, and he was white and yellow, similar to his eye color; I don’t know about Mr. Fujizuki’s, but I guess it’s white or off-white or something like that - white means integrity, honesty and simplicity the meaning of."

"So you guys are playing such interesting things without taking me with you." I complained dissatisfiedly.

He waved the letter in his hand and said: "This piece of paper does not mention your 'personality', but the 'ordinary you' should be you. In our second class, only your 'personality' is 'It's not mentioned, what does that mean...he doesn't know?'" he guessed.

I looked at him lightly, and then, I smiled.

"Sa Ren, I know what 'sexual lust' is." I said with a smile.

Yes, I know it, and I know it very well.

When I was in school, the teacher specifically talked about "personality and color".Not only is it very useful when chasing criminals, but it is also very convenient to use as a secret code.A group of people, because - among 30 or even 40 people, there are rarely people with exactly the same personality and color.Personal color is not just an ordinary "blue", "red" or "green", but a color that is unique to one's gender, personality and appearance.They are generally presented in exact colors, such as "pink blue", "autumn chrysanthemum red", "forest green"...

However, among all colors, there is one of the most special colors, which is the so-called "dark color".This color is the color closest to black. Very few people have it, and even fewer people have pure black. There are only 3 or 4 people out of tens of millions of people.

"So, your 'personal color' is..." Sa Ren looked at me.

"dark brown."

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