Listening to the other party start telling his own story, Akira Kashima's heart actually had no fluctuations, because to him, the truth of this kind of story is questionable first, and secondly, a person's misfortune cannot be the reason why he leads to others' misfortune.

This is just like Liu Shantai before. He did not let the sorrow of the world become his own sorrow, but tried hard to survive.

But if what Mitani Hirakawa said is true, then he turned his sorrow into the sorrow of the world. This is the reason why a pitiful person must have hateful things.

Although listening to the other party telling his own story can delay time, Kashima Akira doesn't want to hear about his bullshit things, but his face cannot be revealed.

"Actually, I really like you. Your calmness and logic are not what you should have at your age. This is also your best disguise, but there is no way for the president to let me kill you."

"President?, who is the president? Haven't you never signed a contract with a studio?"

Mitani Hirakawa smiled. His smile, which looked very sunny on weekdays, seemed a little sinister in Akira Kashima's eyes. It was such an annoying smile.

"Don't ask about this matter. Although you are about to leave this world, some things are darker than hell."

Akira Kashima nodded thoughtfully: "Actually, I have some understanding of your organization. People from your organization have come to chase me before, and the fire in our school should have been set by yours."

"Yes, actually, I don't like this organization very much, but they can help me fulfill my ideal...ahhhhh, I really want to kill the president!"

Mitani Hirakawa suddenly became a little crazy as he spoke. The change in expression caught Akira Kashima off guard, but he quickly recovered.

Sangu Pingchuan has already fallen into hell.

What he usually shows is just disguise. Judging from the other party’s family, Sang Gu should have lacked family affection since he was a child. So until now, he will write his own actions into the book, publish and adapt, and then listen to the praises of the readers and audiences.

He was eager to get recognition and eager to get attention from the world, but at the same time, the filth hidden deep in his heart made him feel very satisfied. After all, this has deceived everyone!

Thinking of this, Akira Kashima felt that he had to hit him. After all, the system said it for an hour, but the system said it was an hour at the latest, so Akira Kashima still had to fight for it a little, and it was only ten minutes.

"Actually, if you ask me to tell me that your technique is really too low. You want to kill someone, but you still need someone to help you wipe your butt. Wouldn't you really feel ashamed after being content with your heart?"

Aki Kashima suddenly said.

"Hmm?, what did you say?" Mitani Hirakawa didn't seem to hear what Kashima said clearly.

"I said your technique is really, too low."

"Oh? You said my technique is too low? Then why hasn't anyone noticed it until now?"

"Yes, if I were you, I would definitely not have done this. Take these cases some time ago for example. If one of them repents, you will be exposed directly."

"Then you say, what should I do?"

"First of all, I'm not very clear about the situation of the first case, because I was in the hospital at that time, but when the second car accident came, I guess that girl was your reader, right? And the method you used should be to subtly let the other party write how to commit the crime in a diary, and then you just need to tell the deceased to let him go to that street."

"You are using people's hearts. The girl's father will not say what he is because of, and he has murderous intentions towards the scumbag. However, as long as the father has a little hesitation, the incident of peeking at his daughter's diary will be leaked."

"I really can't think of a killer who just relies on his luck. I can't think of any reason you can write a book complacently after committing the crime."

Mitani Hirakawa smiled when he heard Akira Kashima's belittlement. Is it necessary to use people's hearts to make use of the real great method?"

Akira Kashima shook his head: "I can find a better technique than you, but before that, I wonder if you are interested in listening to a story about me?"

"But it's okay."

Akira Kashima looked at the curious Mitani Hirakawa. This is how people like this. Their desire to win is stronger than anyone else, because they are more eager to succeed than anyone else.

"You should know about my life experience. I am an orphan, but since April, the people in your organization have started to focus on me. Maybe it's because I look like someone who has nothing to do with me, but since then I don't know that my life will not be very peaceful in the future."

Kashima knew that the other party was making up stories, so he himself made up three-pointers and seven-pointers.

"You know, tellers are investigating you?"

"Of course I know, and I have all the things they have done." Akira Kashima said, staring into the other party's eyes.

Mitani Hirakawa suddenly became interested. Although he was also one of the members of the organization and did not usually have too many organizational tasks, he still heard about those organizational members.

"You mean, you did everything in secret? Not an accidental death?"

"Yes, in fact, to some extent, I really look down on you."

Mitani Hirakawa didn't care about the other party's words, and asked curiously: "Didn't the teller be killed by that traffic police?"

"This is easy to do. Just remember that the traffic police passes through time every day and then creates small events that can attract everyone's attention." Akira Kashima said.

"Where is the teacher's death? I remember he was electrocuted."

"First of all, electricity is leaking, and when there is raining that day, it only takes a simple conductive kite."

"Then how do you make sure he can get electrocuted according to your script?"

"I called a taxi at that time and just needed to get the other person to arrive at a fixed time, and then block the time and let the teacher leave my house."

No matter how you think about it, he felt incredible. He knew the difficulty of doing these things. It was no longer a simple way to use people's hearts. Compared with the other party, his part-time job was extremely vulgar!

"What a genius! And what about the scavenger later? Didn't he die unexpectedly due to a heart attack?"

Hello, I looked at the other party with a ridiculous look: "Do you know nitrifying glycerin and potassium chloride?"

"But the position of the bounty?"

"It's just a tear gland at the inner corner of the eye."

"It's so wonderful! Why didn't I know you earlier? It turns out that you are the same person as me! Hahaha, we all pursue our own justice, and we are the same judges!"
Chapter completed!