Chapter 263

It was very different from the quiet feeling backstage.

Sitting in the audience, the visual impact the musical gave was very spectacular.

"Such a big dance scene, you can't see it at all in Tokyo!"

Mouri Ran excitedly shook Akaso Kaze's arm.

"But what does it mean? I don't quite understand it."

Akaso Kaze smiled and said: "This story is adapted from Greek mythology."

"Simply put, it's a golden apple that directly sparked a struggle between three goddesses."

"The role of the young man on stage is equivalent to the protagonist who determines the ownership of the golden apple."

"That rich woman is equivalent to Zeus's wife in Greek mythology, and also the goddess with the most power in the human world; the one Rose plays is Venus, the goddess of love and beauty..."

"However, this musical has been adapted; the young man is actually the incarnation of the Archangel Michael..."

Mouri Ran wasn't familiar with the plot originally and was just watching for the fun of it.

Akaso Kaze not only explained the roles on stage but also expanded on them, which sounded very satisfying; even Yukiko was fascinated.

Ran's interest was immediately aroused, and she watched with a flushed face.

The performance on stage gradually reached its climax.

The large mirror in the center showed the male lead wearing an angel costume.

A magnificent voice said: "Look, you sorrowful people, my name is Michael."

"Mi, Michael... is that the Archangel?" Ran exclaimed.

Thick smoke rose around the stage; that was the effect caused by dry ice.

Rose lay on the ground in front of the mirror, hesitating as she touched the handgun hidden under her skirt.

The actor playing the Archangel Michael was about to leave the troupe; this was his last performance.

Several other girls in the troupe liked the actor, but Rose was different; she liked the character of the Archangel Michael in the play.

Rose was a very dedicated actress; she was even somewhat immersed in the role and couldn't extricate herself.

She had completely regarded herself as Venus and was deeply infatuated with the Archangel Michael.

Every night, Rose would fantasize about being with a real angel, enjoying god-like happiness.

Now Michael wasn't going to be an angel anymore; he was going to make movies!

This was simply a kind of fall, which Rose couldn't accept at all.

She took out the handgun and reached it out under the mirror.

As long as she got behind the mirror and fired, she could kill that angel who was about to fall!

Snap.

A hand appeared out of thin air and snatched her handgun away.

Right before Rose's eyes, that hand, along with the handgun, just disappeared into thin air.

A somewhat familiar voice rang in her ear: "Venus, don't do such a thing; the Archangel has fallen, do you want to be like him too?"

Rose was stunned; she remembered this voice; it was the man who had just saved her before the performance.

"Mr. Akaso? You, are you really an angel?"

That voice laughed.

"That's right, I am the angel who saves you; don't do stupid things anymore."

"Okay, I will obey your command."

Rose answered very obediently.

Huh?

It was settled so easily?

Akaso Kaze had originally prepared for violent suppression.

Mouri Ran had finally come to see an opera, and her interest was so high; if it were interrupted at the climax, it would definitely be a lifelong regret.

Seeing that Rose didn't move anymore, Akaso Kaze didn't bother with her.

There was still the Black Organization side to keep an eye on.

In a phone booth at the intersection of the old street.

Bourbon was making a call.

The phone rang twice and was hung up.

Bourbon, however, had no special reaction.

After putting the receiver down, he picked it up again and dialed.

"Next, it's time to lure the fish to the hook. But who is the fish?"

A strange smile appeared on Bourbon's lips.

He took a mini tape recorder out of his bosom.

The moment the call was connected, he quickly pressed the play button:

"Help, help me! On the old street! That serial killer appeared, he's chasing me..."

A young woman's terrified cry came from the tape recorder.

After playing this segment, Bourbon didn't even listen to the anxious inquiry on the other end of the phone, walked straight out of the booth, and left the receiver hanging there, swinging back and forth.

"Truly worthy of being an Oscar-winning actor."

Bourbon smacked his lips as he walked.

If he didn't know the truth, even he would have thought a woman was being chased and killed after hearing this recording.

With this thought, Bourbon left the phone booth unhurriedly.

Ten-plus minutes later, a car stopped by the phone booth.

A man wearing a black knit cap and a black trench coat stepped out of the car.

His eyes carried a hint of indifference and sharpness.

"Akai-san, the report we received was made from this phone booth, but the woman only said it was on the old street and didn't say exactly where."

Another man stepped out of the car; he looked like a Westerner.

Akai Shuichi Akai looked at the dim alley of the old street, his eyes narrowing.

"No matter, I will search street by street."

The coldness on his body made his companion feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Will it be too dangerous for you to go alone?"

"The dangerous one is him, that Silver-Haired Serial Killer."

There was an imperceptible excitement in Akai Shuichi Akai's eyes.

Of course he had to act alone.

The reason he took the initiative to intervene in this matter was because he smelled...

The scent of those people!

The recent appearance of this Silver-Haired Serial Killer was definitely the work of the Black Organization.

Their target is me!

Akai Shuichi Akai carried strong confidence in his heart and entered the old street alone to start searching.

There weren't many residents in the old street; most of the buildings were dilapidated or old, waiting to be demolished or converted for commercial use.

There were three streets from west to east, and each street was intersected by five or six alleys.

However, part of the northernmost street was already for commercial use, so Akai Shuichi Akai's targets were only the remaining two main streets and the alleys intersecting them.

Moreover, when Akai Shuichi Akai came, he had already had people block the street entrances on both sides in advance; as long as any suspicious person entered or exited, he would definitely be able to catch him!

"Let me see who you really are."

Akai Shuichi Akai thought of this and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

There's a figure on the roof over there!

The musical ended smoothly, and Akaso Kaze booked a large hotel not far from the theater.

Of course, he wouldn't let Mouri Ran take the risk of meeting the Silver-Haired Serial Killer again.

Why should such a beautiful night turn into a terrifying night of murder?

"Akaso-san, I, I want to go out for a walk with you."