Behead God: You will eventually become a god!

Chapter 179: Layout of the Grand Field

People's sorrows and joys are not shared with each other. There are people cheering on the field, and naturally there are also people who are relatively calm.

For example, Lin Qiye maintained a very calm attitude from beginning to end, looking at the fallen Han Chuan Si with indifferent eyes, as if he was looking at something that was expected.

However, at this moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I can't help it, it's God's will... Although I wanted to let you go, you still died. But I didn't do it, so you can't blame me, you can only blame your bad luck."

Yu Gongqinghui looked at the fallen body, then looked at the calmness on Lin Qiye's face, and finally turned his gaze to the figure who fired the gun. At this moment, he seemed to suddenly understand why Lin Qiye chose to let Han Chuan Si go...

Letting it go does mean he will not take action, but it does not mean that others will not take action.

"Hmm?" Chen Chen was a little stunned. "What are they trying to do? Could it be that... Lin Qiye agreed to let the person go first, and then Shen Qingzhu shot him himself?"

"I guess he wanted to get some valuable information out of her. As expected of Nanaya, she has a dark heart."

"We..." Xia Xishan said at this time.

Hearing Xia Xishan's voice, Chen Chen turned his attention back to the girl in front of him, "I think we should go back. You saw that they seem to be doing well."

"Well, that's good." Xia Xishan nodded, looking very well-behaved.

Not long after the two left, Lin Qiye suddenly turned around and looked at the place where the two had just been. After a few minutes, he spoke:

"How much do you think is true and how much is false about what Han Chuan Si said just now?"

"Hmm..." Amamiya Haruki lowered his head and thought for a while, "I think it's probably 80% true. From what I know now, it feels like it's somewhat similar to what he said, so it doesn't seem like a lie... But it always sounds a little strange, and I can't put my finger on why."

"You think there's something strange, it should be about Yuuri Kurozhe, right?"

Hearing this, Amamiya Haruki nodded without comment. This was exactly what he had just been thinking about.

"Well, I just think this is very strange. Since he said that the content of the letter was to let him collect the royal blood, why didn't the head of the Samukawa family mention Yuri Kurozhe's daughter? It seems that there is no need to go around in such a big circle, right?"

"You are right." Lin Qiye agreed, and then began to connect the general process of the matter.

'The head of the Samkawa family, Tsukasa Samkawa, Yuri Kurotetsu, Yurina...'

'Yuuri Heizhe should be considered a third-generation citizen. But how could an old man of the first generation know his experience? Moreover, the old man has been retired for more than 20 years, but he still knows this matter very clearly, even knowing which Huojin swords there are. It seems not too much to say that he experienced it personally...

Moreover, he not only knows the secret of the Huojin Sword, but also understands the Royal Blood. In this case, he should also know the inheritance of the Anonymous Royal Blood. Since he knows all this, why not tell his grandson to capture Yurina?

But the old man didn't mention that Yuri Heizhe has a daughter. Doesn't the old man know? I think the possibility is not great, or... the old man wants to deliberately train his grandson? '

The more suspicious I am about things, the more I want to understand them, the more unreasonable things I feel.

"Do you think there is such a possibility?"

Lin Qiye suddenly thought of something. He looked up at Amamiya Haruki and a subtle, confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Actually... the real Yuuri Kurozhe is not dead, and the letter was written by him himself. But he sent it to Kanakawa Tsukasa through the Kanakawa family?"

"What?! Yuuri Kurozhe wrote it himself? And then sent it to the Samukawa family?" Amamiya Haruki had a puzzled look on his face. He felt that this train of thought sounded very abstract, and most people probably wouldn't think this way.

"Then what is he doing? Is he crying thief? He is deliberately trying to lure Kanchuan Si to Osaka, but what good will he gain from doing this?"

As Amamiya Haruki was talking, he suddenly seemed to realize something, and for an instant, he froze in place.

"This sounds reasonable, right? The letter does not mention Yurina at all. To put it bluntly, this should be because he does not want his daughter to get involved in this war. Of course, this is also the least important point." Lin Qiye continued to analyze:

"If he is really not dead, then he must have only one purpose in luring Kanchuan Si to Osaka, and that is the [Black Rope]... As a holder of royal blood, he can naturally control multiple Huojin swords easily. If he is given a [Black Rope] now, wouldn't he have the means to enter the [Pure Land]?"

After listening to this reasonable explanation, Amamiya Haruki's eyes gradually began to clear up.

After guessing this possibility, the two quickly looked towards the place where Han Chuan Si had just died.

as predicted……

[Black Rope], has disappeared!!

On the surface of the street drenched by heavy rain, there was no longer the black long sword that was not far away from them just now, but only the cement road surface washed by the rain.

It was as if there was an invisible hand that quietly planned all of this, and then in the end, took away the spoils that belonged to it.

"He shouldn't have gone far!" Lin Qiye shouted in a deep voice, "We still have time to look for him now."

Only about five minutes had passed since Han Chuan Si's death and the entire process of the situation they analyzed.

If Yuuri Heizhe is really not dead, and has got the [Black Rope] in his hands while they are talking, then it should be not far from them now, but it may have been hidden in some way.

Shen Qingzhu stood there in a daze. He looked at the two people who had just talked. Suddenly, they ran away for no apparent reason. It seemed that they were looking for something...

He couldn't figure it out for a while, and after hesitating for a moment, he had to call on his Black Kill Group members to start their journey back.

The battle had just ended, and the remaining dozens of Black Kill Group members, under the command of Shen Qingzhu's confidant Jing Shouyu, returned to the cars they came from one by one, started their engines, and rows of vehicles shuttled through the rain.

Their target was their own base, the Black Killing Group headquarters.