Junko Furuta Dead Body Novels & Stories

“What’s going on here?!” “Does that kid know witchcraft?!” Carol and the Islanders were frightened stiff after seeing Naoto’s state. Harvey only snapped his fingers before Naoto even fell to the ground. Was it merely a coincidence? Or was Harvey really that powerful? The discreet Elder of the Shinkage Way showed a horrible look on his face as if he thought of something. He then rushed toward Naoto and covered up his chest with his right hand. That person’s name was Ryuichi Furuta. He was an Outer Elder of the Shinkage Way, and Naoto’s personal bodyguard.

The roller coaster of emotions left Uran too shocked to speak, and by the time he recovered, Frank had already left. "No, you can't do this to me! Ms. Turin, you have to think about Mr. Frankton's reputation! Don't—" Jada did not even let him breathe another word as she strode up and snapped his neck. Then, she moved on to Fiona, waking her up. "J-Jada Turin…?" Fiona had been knocked out by Sayna earlier and was confused as to what Jada was doing there. Still, she soon noticed Uran's corpse, his neck hanging lopsided in an awkward angle and his facial features completely contorted. His veins were bulging, and his eyes were so wide that they looked like they could pop out at any moment.

Regardless, upon hearing that name, Ryugu couldn’t help but frown as he said, “…Gerald Crawford? The Futabas?” Before their plan to assassinate Fujiko, the Hanyus had thoroughly investigated the Futabas, and to Ryugu’s knowledge, the Futabas had no such guest by the name of Gerald. With that in mind, Ryugu immediately thought about what had happened at the hotel the other day… Could the mysterious individual who had beaten Saburo up and saved Fujiko be this Gerald person…? Finding Ryugu’s reaction strange, Kai then asked, “You know him?”

Wondering what was causing the unrest in the air, she quickened her footsteps and pushed through the crowd until she got to the middle. Right in the middle of the crowd, two dead bodies lay on the ground. Both male, their clothes had been ripped to shreds and their faces were unrecognizable. Gripped tightly in the fist of one of the men was a tuft of silver fur. Amidst the loud voices of the crowd surrounding her, Kalista stared at the bodies, a look of horror spreading over her face. These bodies, they looked strangely familiar. That silver fur, was that... hers? Had she shifted and killed these men?

"Yes, and I'll come by every day with a new letter until I get to leave with the cauldron." Ellen could not help the tears that welled up in her eyes. "Okay. I wish you all the best." Wilbur wandered around for a bit after leaving the museum, before checking into a nearby hotel. Just as he had set his bags down, his phone rang with a call from Beverly. "Hello, Beverly? Is anything the matter?" "I'm afraid so, Deacon Penn. Jiro from Cherrytopia was killed last night. The murder was a swift one, killing him in one hit. The investigation shows that Jiro had not made any enemies before his death, and you were the last person he met with. So…"

It’s the usual for Yumeko, focusing more on her phone. Suddenly, Nabi pauses, her gaze locked on the cafeteria’s television, where the big news is being displayed. “Ya, is that not your street? It sounded familiar, I thought I’d ask you about it, I wasn’t sure.” I glance at the television screen with the headline, “Unfortunate sudden encounter with Lucifer heirs, found dead and dumped this morning.” On the screen is a picture of dead Nevan, his eyes were plucked out as if to stop him from seeing something, his neck bone broken, so he’s kept in a terrible posture.

It was difficult to discern if she was dead or alive. Frida spoke with resolve, "See if she's breathing." The butler hesitated just for a second before leaning in to check Marta's breath. Registering the reality, he muttered in disbelief, "She's gone. Ma'am, they're both gone." Noticing the blood near the casket, Frida deduced there had been some kind of impact. "Get in touch with the funeral home. Make sure they deal with this discreetly. Let them know it's at the request of the CEO of Jardin Corporation."

With that thought in mind Souls quickly got the identity of the woman and send word to her family as to where her body can be found. Clean up got there and started doing their work. Souls stepped out and stood in the corridor before placing a call to Fingers. “Man, how is the situation there?” asked Fingers as soon as he answered the phone. “I was about to ask the same thing about your side.” Said Souls “Just three dead guys here, Karan killed them, and he just left with Krystal to the hospital. She is shaken up about this and one of the men is the one that was a leader of the Mafia in J City. One of those who escaped before.” Fingers reported.

"—'a monster wearing a man's face.' She died in the institution two years later. Never recovered." "Jesus." "Tokyo. 2015. Dr. Yuki Tanaka." Another photo. Another beautiful, strong woman. "Surgeon. Brilliant. Had an affair with Kang. One year later—suicide. Jumped from her apartment." I stared at the photos. At the pattern forming. "They all look—" "Like Amara. Yes." Dimitri pulled up more files. "I found six more. Same pattern. Same type. All connected to Kang. All ending badly."

Paul added. They had already wrapped up the land acquisition deal, and Luna was starting her investment project the very next day. Paul had even arranged for overnight crews to begin filling in the lot, so it would not be long before it was fully restored. "Thank you, Mr. Rossum," Luna said graciously. Midway through the meal, Felix's phone buzzed. It was Johann, the regional director for the headquarters' base in Zuera. Johann reported, "Sir, we've had a suspected Malevolent Phantom-related death. Since it happened inside a restaurant right in the middle of the city, I thought I'd check if you could come take a look?"