第三百二十四章被割断了喉咙(1/4)

"啊？"一个尖叫声音响起来，是来自门口方向。
                                                                                                                                                                眼看着私家侦探就要毙命在村正妖刀之下，却突然有人走进来，看到这一幕。
                                                                                                                                                                黑衣人长刀回收，然后冷冷地望了私家侦探一眼，身形雾化起来，消失在空气里。
                                                                                                                                                                一位修女走过来，惊疑地望着满脸冷汗的私家侦探，问道："刚才是我眼花了吗，明明有个人要拿刀杀你，怎么一转眼就不见了。""多半是你眼花了。"私家侦探虽然遭遇了危险，却也不打算报警，他怎么和警察解释呢？那个凭空消失的黑衣人多半是名日本忍者，手里还有一把妖异的村正妖刀，仅凭世俗力量是奈何不了他的。
                                                                                                                                                                从地上坐起来，私家侦探手还捂着胳膊，血已经染红了半个袖子。
                                                                                                                                                                "还说没人杀你，那你的伤口是那里来的？"这位修女大约二十岁，模样非常俊俏，眼睛里写满天真，一看就涉世未深。
                                                                                                                                                                "你们这里的设施太差劲，长椅上有钉子露出来，把我胳膊刮破了。""净瞎说，我怎么没看见钉子呢。""钉子被我敲回去了。"私家侦探不再和修女废话，急忙跑出忏悔室，那个委托人早就走得没有影了，他叹了口气，发现修女还跟在身后，拿着一块丝巾，要帮他包扎。
                                                                                                                                                                "我是坏人，你别跟着我。"私家侦探说完，头也不回地走掉了，留下怔怔发呆地小修女。
                                                                                                                                                                别墅里，小鬼跪坐在夫人脚下，有些神不守舍。
                                                                                                                                                                "在想你的妈妈？""已经过去

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