Pretending to Be a Good Person in the World of Conan

Baishi didn't remember the name of the other co-conspirator either, he only remembered the face of a passer-by.

Apart from Akiko Yonehara, there are only one male and one female participants, but in Shiraishi's impression, there are actually other suspects in this case in the original world line, not just two.

In case, for some unknown reason, the murderer from three years ago actually came later, it would be a waste to directly paste the license on Shimoda Kohei.

——If the person is not a murderer, the license will also be consumed, the difference is that if he does very few bad things, he will only catch a cold or fall and it will be over.Of course, it wasn't the "fall" like Mr. Sugiyama just now.

Anyway, the license doesn't have a shelf life, so just use it up before the task deadline, Baishi decided to keep it for a while and see the situation.

The Vengeance license can be stored in the system backpack.

Shiraishi put away the remaining half, then released the mask and returned to the main body.

……

In the evening, the wind and snow became stronger, and several people came back one after another.

Now it was nearly an hour before the meal time, Nakamura Misato went around and found that the fireplace in the villa was working, and immediately lit the fire happily.

But only lighting the fireplace, still lacks a bit of atmosphere.

Misato Nakamura rolled her eyes and had an idea. She called the other three people over and brought snacks along the way: "Let's tell a ghost story!"

"Huh? Okay." Although Akiko Yonehara was not in the mood, she couldn't show it.

And in her eyes, the activity of telling ghost stories is very good - first mobilize the fear of other people, and when they see reminders related to Minako later, that person will be more likely to show their flaws.

Akiko Yonehara squeezed her chin, recalling a story she had heard:

The sculptor was working overtime when suddenly the phone screen turned on.

A message from an unknown number: You lost something at home.

The sculptor hurried home.As she approached home, she was startled to see a police car nearby.

However, the police car did not stop at her door and left quickly.

It seems that nothing happened at home.

When he got home, the sculptor carefully checked the shelves, safe, wardrobe, drawers... Even the refrigerator was opened, and nothing was missing.

It must be a prank call, she thought.So ready to take a shower and sleep.

When I closed my eyes and rinsed my hair, a dark voice said in my ear, "You lost the spare key at home."

……

"Hey --!!!" Nakamura Miri exclaimed.

I don't know if she really felt scary, or just to cater to the atmosphere, anyway, she looked scared, and moved a little closer to Baishi.

"You are too timid." Shimoda Kohei laughed, "Who will tell next?"

"You come here." Nakamura Minori picked up another bag of potato chips.

Shimoda Kohei thought for a moment:

One person was very unlucky, and the glasses he just bought broke.

While thinking about where to buy it tomorrow, he walked into the bedroom in the dark, found the bed and lay down, hugged the quilt that was just dried yesterday, and took a breath of relaxation.

The smell on the quilt pleased him, and the room was clean.

The only bad thing is the art on the wall.

It depicts a gloomy man holding a book in his hand, sticking to the picture, his eyes looking in the direction of the bed.

...I am too tired today, I will change the painting tomorrow, the man yawned and fell asleep quickly.

In the middle of the night, he was woken up by a text message on his mobile phone.

The light from the screen illuminated the room, and when the man saw the opposite wall, his scalp felt numb.

There are no pictures on the walls, only one window.The window was ajar.

Suddenly, there was a strange breathing sound from behind.

……

"what--!!"

Nakamura Minori continued to join in.

Beside her, Bai Shi silently picked up a piece of potato chips, rubbed it and gnawed it down, always feeling that there was something wrong with the story.

There is no need for Shiraishi to tell the next one - as soon as Shimoda Kohei opened his mouth just now, the ghost story has already been determined to be clockwise, and the next one will be Misato Nakamura.

Nakamura Minori racked his brains for a while, and finally came to an idea:

The photographer wants to surprise a friend.

He selected the best photos from some unique angles and made a photo album.

The protagonists in the photos are sometimes friends, and sometimes they are the works of friends.

My friend is a sculptor, young and beautiful, and her friends are all lovely girls.

It's just that the sculptor has a bad temper and the friendship doesn't last long.