Junko Furuta Dead Body Novels & Stories

Reaching inside, he found a tuft of fur—orange and white. It was the same color as Rinko Morita’s hair. With a mix of wonder and disbelief, Takuto stared at the fragment of fur. What did this mean?

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.

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.

With that, he turned slightly, nodding to Atonio who stepped towards a laptop set up near the head of the table. "If I may?" Yamamoto gave a single, slow nod and Antonio immediately clicked a button. . The projector hummed to life, casting it's blue light across the far wall. Antonio clicked another button and the first image displayed on the wall. A body was lying in a place I couldn't recognise, flies surrounding it. The body had bruised cheeks, a missing finger and a single bullet hole at the center of the forehead. The body was very pale, very bloated and very familiar.

Pulling the bushes apart, you can see a hole where the grass slips. "Seventh Master, Lucas, this way!" Mike Chen turns around and waves to Fremingo and them. Fremingo put down the computer and went with Lucas. Mike Chen told them the details of the discovery, "From these traces, Yuri should have fallen." No wonder I haven't found anyone for so long. Fremingo still holds Yuri's coat in his hand. He can't see any expression on his perfect face, but people around him can feel the low pressure on his body, which makes people shudder.

She locked eyes with Buffy. "I mean REALLY fantastic," Buffy licked her lips. Nicole nodded in agreement. "I can't use any of this," Javiera muttered after several minute of silence. "It is all a type of shared delusion...with fourteen dead bodies attached to it." "Ah, the guy with both femoral arteries shot out made it? Whoa, we've got some top notch surgeons in this city," I nodded. "Yes. As opposed to those two men who had their heads shot off," Javiera added bitterly. Reminding her that poor Horace of the Burnham PD had done the deeds was pointless.