I Told You, Reincarnation Should Be Low-key

I thought as I walked to the last scene.That's where someone just died last night.

The situation is exactly the same as the previous ones...

I took out the list of the dead again and wondered why they came to such a secluded place.In the middle of the night, why don't you go to drink and whoring prostitutes, why do you come to this place where no one is?

Wait... whoring?

In a flash, I hurriedly flipped through the list again.

That's right!The deceased were all men, and they were all men who knew that life was not going well at first glance.

"It turns out that it's not that they were unlucky and entered the wrong place. It's that they were targeted at the beginning..."

Then I understand.It seems that there are not many reasons for letting single male dogs enter the dark alleys.For the time being, let's focus on women.

"And...is she still a woman with purple hair..."

I found a long hair hooked through a crack in the brick wall.Using my black trench coat as the base color, I can clearly see that this hair is a little purple.

To make it easier to smell, I curled it up to increase its contact area with the front of the nose.

No smell...is it because it's been too long, or is it that the hair itself has no smell?Forget it, there shouldn't be many women with purple hair.And from the position where the hair is hung, the other party is estimated to be between 1.7m and 1.75m.

The scope of the prisoner has been determined, and the next step is to find the scope.

The closest to the crime scene, the easiest place to hook up to the target...

I opened the detailed picture of Yado given by Laura, and matched it with my own memory.Several highly probable places were identified.

"Interesting, they are all gathering places for food stalls at night. Let's go and see tonight..."

5-8 Night Market

After almost midnight, I came to a small street south of the center of Yado.If my expectations are right, this should be the prisoner's next hunt.

Purple-haired woman, between 170 and 175.This is the only clue I have at hand.

The enemy will not be sent to the door, I must take the initiative to attack!While I'm fairly confident in my appearance, I'm definitely not narcissistic to such an extent.

"Storekeeper, have you seen a woman with purple hair recently?"

I sat in a street bar, ordered a large draft beer, and casually started talking to people nearby.

"Hey guests, red, white, black, blue, all here. Only the purple-haired one, I haven't seen it before."

"oh, I see."

I picked up the glass nonchalantly.I thought to myself, if I ask casually like this, I can't ask why.

"Purple-haired woman? Brother, do you have anything to do with her?"

The man at the next table overheard my conversation with the owner and sat beside me with a glass of wine.Listening to the tone, he seems to have some clues.

"Oh, it's no big deal. It's just that she cheated me of some money last night, and I can't swallow it. What... does this big brother have anything to disclose?"

"Disclosure, of course not..."

"Ah, so be it. When I get my money back, I'll give you half of it, brother, and treat it as an intelligence fee."

"How much can that be..."

The man kept shaking the glass, obviously very interested.

"Not much, but it's enough for a few drinks for you, eldest brother."

"Humph! All right, put your ears here!"

He didn't really need this wine money, just for a moment of rhetoric and to enjoy the feeling of 'earned' for a while.In fact, even if I never heard from him, he probably wouldn't take it seriously.

I still understand this trick.

"Tell you quietly, that kebab shop over there... see, that's it."

"that?"

"It's not that one, it's the one on the right."

"Oh."

"When I was passing by, I caught a glimpse of a purple-haired woman sitting inside. I looked around, as if I was looking for someone!"

Following the direction he pointed, I confirmed a small kebab shop.I was a little surprised and a little surprised.I didn't expect there to be clues so soon.

But it is also possible to find the wrong person, I have to use my own method to confirm it first.

"Thank you eldest brother, brother, I'll go get justice first."

"go Go."

After Nask left, the man suddenly had a sense of accomplishment in doing good deeds without leaving his name.He proudly finished a glass of wine and smashed the glass on the table.

"Boss, check out!"

"Okay, this is the price."

"Ah? Has the price increased?"

"No. The guest who left just now didn't pay."

"Wh...what the hell!"

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I lifted the curtain of the skewer shop, and as soon as I entered the shop, I found the so-called purple-haired woman.

At first glance, the length of the hair is similar to what I have in my hand.The colors match well too.But the height...because she is sitting, so I can't tell right now.

She was sitting facing the door, so I could clearly see her appearance.

There is indeed a bit of beauty, but his expression is cold, as if his mind is not here at all.Her eyes were very empty, and she felt like she was in a daze.

Whenever the shopkeeper looked at her, he would show a helpless expression.It's no wonder, after all, there is only a glass of water in front of the woman, which is obviously different from the fumes in the kebab shop.

Just when I was about to gossip about her, the two drunkards took a step ahead of me and sat across from her.

"Miss, alone at night..."

"I don't recommend our brothers, let's make a table with you or something!"

"..."

Her gaze flicked aside a few times, and there were empty seats around. The two of them were clearly drunk and not drinking.But she didn't say anything, whether the men sat down or sat opposite her... In those eyes, there was no trace of these two men at all.

It's really interesting.In order to observe, I sat at an empty table near them.

"Guest, what do you want?"

"Boiled water."

"Tsk, it's plain water again. Wait!"

I ignored the shopkeeper's 'unlucky day' complaint, focused all my attention on my ears, and tried my best to eavesdrop on the conversation next to me.

"Miss, what a desolate person on such a beautiful night."

"Are you interested in hanging out with us?"

"..."

Well, if this woman is really the prisoner I'm looking for.So tonight is a big harvest, and it will be delivered to your door at one time.

"Our brothers are also caring people. I really can't bear to see you alone, miss."

"We know there's a good place, how about... go get a drink?"

"..."

A disgusting salty pig's hand quietly stretched out, the target of course was the pair of slender hands holding the water glass.Isn't this motherfucker the one who often appears in B-level films and gets knocked out in the next second!

Going to harass a big man with a story, and then being slapped by a big man, this is almost a fixed plot.

But you two are lucky.why?Because I'm here tonight, and I'm going to subdue that woman before she hits you.So don't worry about harassment, it's better to harass me with her true face!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Brother! Brother! You stinky bitch... how dare you..."

Omg.what happened?Just when I was drinking water, what changes happened to the plot?

As soon as I turned my face, I saw the purple-haired woman pressing a man's face on the grill, and I could still smell some weird barbecue smell.

The man kept calling for help and struggling, and the brother beside him was also abusing the woman loudly.However, her expression was still the same as before, and there was no obvious change.Didn't even reply a word.

I don't understand this!Indeed, in the technique of temptation, there is a way of retreating and trying to escape.But it's not that cruel!Are you really a prisoner who seduces men first and then kills them?

Her cruel actions not only failed to convince me of her suspicions, but also doubted whether she was really the person she was looking for.

Oh, by the way, I also want to say sorry to the brothers.I couldn't subdue her before she made a move, and I have no plans to make a move now.I'm sorry, but let's have intimate contact with the baking pan for a while!

"Smelly woman! You are courting death!"

The other took out the machete from his waist and slashed at the woman in the head.

She dragged the half-disfigured eldest brother aside and bumped into his body.Then he picked up his chopsticks, quickly picked up two pieces of red-hot coal from under the baking pan, and stuffed them into their armor accurately and stably.

I admire it quite a lot, you city people really know how to play, and you can make so many tricks when you are a hooligan.

The pair of brothers seemed to be scalded by this, and the alcoholism was scalded away.They desperately tried to take off the armor, but how could the armor be so easy to take off?Not to mention in such a chaotic situation.

The shopkeeper who couldn't stand it picked up two glasses of ice water and poured it into the gap in the armor.

"Made is so unlucky, ordered a glass of water, but asked me to waste two more glasses of water!"

This sentence was clearly meant for the woman to hear.

I almost laughed.That's right, you come to the skewer shop and order a cup of boiled water without ordering barbecue. It's really lacking in consideration!Ha ha ha ha.

kindness?I looked at the half-drinking water in my hand... I don't seem to have the right to speak to others.

"Stinky woman! How dare you do this to us!"

"Today, uncle, I will teach you how to be a man!"

"..."

The two people who were like hot pigs a second ago suddenly became angry.Why are you so confident that you were being played with 2 on 1 just now, yet you dare to find fault?