Fushimi Roku glanced around, making sure no one was there, then wrapped several more layers of tape, completely sealing the suitcase before closing it.
He hurriedly covered the hole, dragged the suitcase, and continued deeper into the mountains.
"I am from~Wolong Ridge~a laid-back person~"
Fushimi Roku held the map, humming as he walked, as if on an outing: "With yin and yang like the palm of my hand~ securing the universe~"
If any passing traveler saw him, they wouldn't suspect a thing.
He walked and paused, following the city map, until he arrived at the center of the forest and found a natural rock crevice.
"Come on, Doctor Miyazaki, I found you a Feng Shui treasure spot."
Fushimi Roku put on gloves and an apron once again, opened the suitcase, and used pliers to pull out all the teeth from the corpse.
Then he tore off the clothes and tape from the corpse and stuffed it into the rock crevice, and brought some stones to weigh it down.
