"Brother Zhen, are you going to have a look?" Matsunaga Yuki ended excitedly and looked at Gin.

"I'm not interested in butterflies." Gin gave an answer that was honest and unsurprising.

Yuki Matsunaga did not give much hope, and said casually: "I heard that Teacher Judy will go there too."

Judy? Is that fbi? Is fbi so idle now?

This idea just flashed through my mind. Gin didn't think much about it. He was not so hostile to FBI, or to those official organizations. As long as he didn't mess with him and it was not necessary for the task, the general situation was

They rarely go to trouble others.

Originally, this was just a chance encounter on the street, but unexpectedly, a few hours later, Gin heard the Butterfly Mansion again, this time it was heard from Belmode.

The silver-haired man leaning on the sofa and taking a nap looked at Belmode with a tea cup on the side. The blonde smiled at him. Because he had just fallen asleep, Gin's voice was a little hoarse and he was carrying it.

A little dispersed, "Are you interested in butterflies?"

"Other?" Belmode raised his eyebrows slightly, a little curiosity flashed in his eyes. His fair and slender fingers gently tapped his red lips, and he tilted his head to look at Gin, as if he was innocent and innocent inexperienced in the world.

Evil child.

Gin shifted her eyes from Belmode to the ceiling, avoiding the heavy lifting, "I heard that FBI will go too." It attracted Belmode's attention. This butterfly mansion is definitely not a simple mansion, or

Anyone or something.

"Yes." Belmode leaned back on the sofa, his water-green eyes flashed slightly.

"Are you going alone?" Gin Jiu glanced at Belmode's contemplative look and said lightly.

"No, Bourbon will act with me." Belmode retracted his thoughts, and a charming curve hung on the corner of his lips, "Gin, do you want to accompany me?"

It sounds very tempting, butterfly mansion that can attract so many people to pass by. Gin thought about it and was very straightforward, "Don't go."

"You are really not curious at all." Belmode paused for a moment and smiled.

The next night, just after Gin finished a series of tasks, an email appeared in the email.

[Cicadas shed the dust outside, butterflies dreamed of water and clouds.

ps:Cafe Email

——luo]

Qin Jiu stared at the letter and email with a long look. The cicadas shed the dust and the butterfly dreamed of the water cloud town, which was from Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Shuitu Songtou·Floating the Xiangjiang River" by Zhang Xiaoxiang of the Song Dynasty.

Originally, I didn't plan to cause trouble in the past, but now it seems that I still have to go to the Butterfly Mansion. At present, the known people who go there are: Belmode, Bourbon, FBI, Matsunaga Yuki, and Luo may have also gone there.

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Gin Jiu had a cigarette in her mouth, first went to the cafe's mailbox to get things, then changed her clothes and cleared the traces on her body. The blue Lexus LC was parked at a long distance from the Butterfly Mansion

In the yard, the Butterfly Mansion is built on the hillside, with no roads and cars cannot get up, so if you want to go to the mansion, you can only walk on foot.

Around the mansion is a five or six-meter-high wall with a pipe covered with a spray of unknown gas at all times.

The invitation was handed to the service staff at the door. The other party took it with both hands, bowed respectfully, and invited the gin in. The pine green eyes swept across the service staff who looked ordinary and threw them into the crowd. They would never find anyone.

Enter this walled walled to the Butterfly Mansion.

The Butterfly Mansion is full of flowers, plants and vegetation, as well as various butterflies. There is a natural fragrance in the nose, probably for beauty or safety. The walls of the mansion are covered with roses, and the colors are brightly colored.

However, the spikes hidden in the branches and leaves are only allowed to be viewed from a distance and not played close to each other.

There are many types of butterflies, and he didn't know all of them. Moreover, he only knew them to prevent them from avoiding poisonous butterflies from avoiding accidents.

The mansion is very large, and there are various plants climbing on the fence, which is very suitable for hiding. The fragrance of flowers can cover up the smell of people, but the visual effect is very good, and this is unquestionable.

A man wearing a black hooded sweatshirt and a pair of black casual pants looks very ordinary from his back. At least the probability of such clothes walking on the road is more than 30%. The hat of the sweatshirt is on his head and his silver hair is hidden under the clothes.

The appearance that was already blocked by hair was even more blurry.

After a circle around the mansion, I got familiar with the terrain. Gin stared at the roses crawling all over the walls and pondered. I wonder if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there was a strange smell on these roses, mixed with the fragrance of flowers, and it was extremely inconspicuous.

Intuition tells him not to touch these bright roses randomly, and Gin chooses to believe in his intuition.

"Huh? There is someone there!" A female voice suddenly rang behind her. It was Ran Maori, and a few children and adults following him.

Gin did not look back, her eyes slightly shifted, her hands were inserted into her pockets, and she noticed signs of the people behind her approaching, and raised her legs without hesitation.

"Wait, stop!" Conan behind him was stunned for a moment, and then chased after the children of the Youth Detective Group without saying a word.

After looking out, he glanced at the little ghost behind him and disappeared when he passed by a wooden frame covered with vines.

It definitely didn't disappear out of thin air, but the gin was too fast and the group of children behind could not capture his whereabouts.

"Have you discovered anything?" In the corner, a young man in black clothes and black pants looked at the man who appeared in front of him, with a smile in his red eyes. He glanced behind Jin Jiu and waved his hand.

The two left the garden one by one and entered the mansion. In addition to the beautiful villa built on it, there was also a hidden but well-connected room hidden underground.

"From the outside, it's a very ordinary mansion." Gin pulled a chair casually, and except for the strange roses, there was no way to tell anything unusual.

"There are poisons on those rose thorns, and it can kill people if they pierce the skin." The red-eyed young man knocked on his notebook, showing nine real-time surveillance images.

"This should not be enough to attract so many people." Gin's eyes swept across Judy's body in the high-definition surveillance probe, and the preschool teacher put it on his left knee, supporting his head with one hand.

"Yes, I haven't told you before, I don't know the truth, I may have dark ghosts." The red-eyed young man skillfully called out a web page, entered his account and password, and then turned the computer screen to gin, with a cruel scarlet flashing in his eyes.

"Ben Hong?" Ginjiu looked at the characters displayed on the screen, and her eyes flashed, just like Ogawa Xiusan, who was slaughtered by Ginjiu before, and Ben Hong was also a pillar of "it".

"A very annoying guy." The young man with red eyes pulled the corners of his mouth, recalling some unpleasant memories. The bloodthirsty in his eyes became more and more obvious. The murderous intent on his body was somewhat uncontrollable, which made Gin, who was standing beside him, instinctively

Tighten the nerves.

"The same is true for the people who chased you before?" Ginjiu took a few steps back and stayed away from the red-eyed youth. In this case, the distance will cause discomfort between the two parties and may instinctively take action, so the distance produces beauty.

The sentence is not groundless.

"I just came to disgust me." The young man with red eyes sneered and logged out viciously and clearly browsed the browsing traces and logged out of the website. "I will kill that thing sooner or later."

"What did you ask me to come here for?" Gin changed the subject.

"Didn't you send me a strange audio before?" The red-eyed young man restrained the dark, terrifying, bloodthirsty, sticky dark aura, "I also think it's quite familiar. We probably heard it in the laboratory."

akin."

"This rose mansion was once one of the strongholds of Boyi," the red-eyed young man put away his notebook, opened the computer device hidden here, skillfully opened a software, set parameters, and then imported the audio.

The audio began to be analyzed, and finally asked whether it was played. The red-eyed young man looked at the gin, "Do you want to listen?"

The melody that allows them to remember at the same time is definitely an experience in the laboratory, that dark time.

"……put."

The audio released is no longer the weird tone of the past, but with a sense of sacredness. The red-eyed youth and gin both their pupils shrank, and the dusty door of time seemed to be opened by a key.

The vague memories come clearly into my mind.

"What did you see?" A calm voice with compassion sounded in my ears, without particularly obvious gender characteristics.

The boy lying on the laboratory bench stared at the lamp that was blinding the eyes above, and there was a piece of sacred music in his ears.

"What did you see?" The voice sounded again.

A blurry shadow appeared in front of the boy, just as those people told him, "I saw... people with wings."

"Look carefully, what does He look like?" The voice was still unrest, but if you listen carefully, you could still hear the implicit excitement of the voice.

The boy's eyes were empty, the scene in front of him was blurry, his head shifted with the blurry field of vision, and there was an operating table next to him, a young man who was on the verge of death was lying on it. The light was too dazzling, so the boy could not see the young man's face clearly.

I only remember that the young man didn't know what he did. His arteries suddenly burst and blood stained the pure white figure red. At that moment, the pure white in the boy's eyes instantly turned into nothingness, leaving behind a world full of blood.

"Damn it! Hurry!" I don't know what those people were calling, but the boy only felt as if he had entered another world. The world in his eyes seemed to have been split into two parts, half pure and flawless, half bloody, the two worlds intersected

Place, black begins to breed, pure, cold, and devour everything darkness.

The pure white, winged man stood at the junction of the world, neither black nor white. He stretched out his hand to him. At that moment, the world was shining brightly and dark, and the boy's consciousness fell into
Chapter completed!