The wrong way to open the healing ability

"This is not a good place to talk."

Zhenzhi, who successfully predicted the disorderly walk, put away the invitation ticket and blinked.

"We'll taste dessert together later. I'll answer your questions in detail, and I'll help this incident as much as I can, how about it?"

Zhenzhi's expression and tone are very indifferent, even if he is as smart as Chaos, he can't see through his thoughts for a while.

Even Zhenzhi offered to help the incident, and solved the entanglement that Ranpo might face meticulously and considerately.

After all, Zhenzhi is an important person who has a great relationship with the incident. If he really let people go because of the dessert he dreamed of, Luanbu will undoubtedly live up to the president's instructions, and he will feel bad.

It seemed a little different from the people who had their secrets exposed by Luanbu in the past, whose expression became terrifying in an instant, and who tried to make him shut up with hissing voices.

"Do not you mind?"

Although Luanbu's words seemed inexplicable to others, Zhenzhi still understood what he meant and chuckled lightly.

"Since you already know the facts, I don't need to hide anything. It's just that many irrelevant people know, even I will feel annoyed."

"And you're just curious about the facts themselves, and you won't interfere with anything. As long as you know this, it's enough for me."

Ranpo stared into Zhenzhi's eyes to confirm that he was not lying at this time.Meeting this kind of person for the first time gave the detective a rare and delicate mood.

"...Strange person, but just don't hate it."

The famous detective waved his hand, the edge of the brown vest arced in the air, and walked lightly towards the crime scene.

"Until Ranpo-sama solves this case quickly, you must keep the coupon carefully!"

"I know, I know, Mr. Detective."

Zhenzhi waved his hand helplessly.

Although I didn't know what happened, but I was told by intuition that I shouldn't be involved in the purgatory that Zhenzhi and Ranpo had just talked about. It wasn't until Ranpo turned and left, and after getting a photo of the crime scene from Mr. Criminal Police, he reached out to Zhenzhi hand.

"Although I don't know who you are, Mr. Eguchi, my instinct tells me that you will be a reliable partner. I will count on you for a while."

A reliable partner...?

Zhenzhi reached out and shook hands with Purgatory Xingshourou without hesitation.

If interests were aligned, he would indeed be a so-called reliable partner, but that was all.

He can never trust anyone.

……

"As long as you figure out who the real prisoner is, all the guests here can leave, right?"

Mr. Criminal Police nodded subconsciously at first, then suddenly remembered something, took out the notebook for recording and quickly added.

"Please be sure to tell me in detail the special abilities used by the prisoner!"

Although it is a crime of supernatural powers, a case of this level is really nothing to Ranpo, not to mention that he now has the buff of "want to eat dessert", and the speed of solving it is even more amazing.

Although the "detailed explanation" requested by Mr. Criminal Police made Luanbu not very happy, but the dessert afterward obviously allowed the famous detective to endure this kind of trouble for a while.

Just looking at the photos of the crime scene, Ranbu, who put on black-rimmed glasses, confidently returned the photos to the expectant criminal policeman.

"Do you now know who the real murderer is? What supernatural power did the prisoner use to remotely kill Ms. Fujita..."

"It's milk."

Ranpo directly interrupted Mr. Criminal Police's chattering inquiries, and firmly confirmed the way to activate the supernatural ability.

"Kyoko Fujita entered the bathroom not because of personal problems, but because she accidentally splashed milk on her chest, so she went to the bathroom to clean up her appearance."

"But the splashed milk became the launch medium of the space system's ability, and directly took away her heart."

Luanbu glanced at the horrific corpse that had been covered by a white cloth, and continued his reasoning.

"Her heart should be in the staff locker room. Speaking of which, you should already know who it is?"

Seeing the still bewildered eyes of the crowd around him, Luanbu sighed resentfully, and stomped his feet angrily.

"—It's the waitress."

Zhenzhi who came forward patted Luanbu's shoulder reassuringly, smiled and said that the real murderer was the waiter lady who was the first to discover.

As early as when she entered the bathroom to wash her face with cold water, Zhenzhi had already smelled the strong smell of blood from the women's bathroom, but she didn't say anything out of the mentality that more things are worse than less things.

When the waiter was ordering for him, Zhenzhi once again smelled the smell of blood in the mixed smell of strong disinfectant and perfume on the waiter's body, and he knew it.

The only thing I didn't expect was that a mindless person jumped out and said that he was the murderer.

Zhenzhi noticed the sneaky figure of the intelligence dealer who was exposed by Chaobu, and his eyes sank.

And it seems that they are still doing some small tricks now.

"Why, Mr. Detective thinks I'm a murderer?"

Since the discovery of the body, the waitress, who had been standing silently by the side, lowered her head and trembling slightly, slowly raised her head, showing a soft and sweet smile.

The drop-shaped diamond earrings she was wearing swayed slightly with her movements.

No matter how you look at it, this is just a petite and weak ordinary woman, and anyone present looks more like a murderer than her.

"The heart of the deceased was indeed found in the staff locker room of the back kitchen."

The person in charge of collecting evidence came out of the dressing room holding a beautifully wrapped gift box.The ribbon-trimmed box was oozing blood.

"The only problem is that the box was placed in the public area of ​​the locker room, and it is impossible to directly determine who the murderer is."

The waitress kept smiling and didn't speak.

"The earrings you are wearing now are still stained with blood. After the deceased died because of the supernatural power, you went into the scene to remove them yourself, right?"

Luanbu pointed at the earrings on the earlobes of the waitress, tilting his head in confusion.

"Even if this earring is your mother's relic, wouldn't it be better to grab it back with supernatural powers?"

The waiter reached out to touch the pair of diamond earrings, and suddenly laughed.

"Mr. Detective, you are still the same as before, nothing has changed."

The criminal policeman who often met with Ranpo at the scene of the case carefully looked at the appearance of the waiter lady, and suddenly realized.

"I've seen you! You are the daughter of the president of Hirata Club! Could it be that Kiyoko Fujita was the one back then..."

It was really a bloody case, which left a clear impression on Mr. Criminal Police.

A man with a successful career could not get used to a wretched wife who no longer looked good. In order to pave the way for his young and beautiful new lover, he bought a killer to kill his wife.

Originally, President Hirata made a good plan and dumped the blame on the hired killer, thinking that no one would find out what he had done, and his beloved daughter would not know that it was her father who killed her beloved. mother.

It's just that he happened to meet Ranpo who happened to be performing bodyguard missions with Fukuzawa Yukichi.

In the end, President Hirata, whose crime was exposed, was imprisoned. The club was carved up by competitors, and the whereabouts of the president's daughter was unknown.

"That's right, I didn't expect Mr. Criminal Police to remember me."

Hirata Ryuki still had a smile on her face, but her left hand was tightly clutching the edge of the apron on her body, and the veins protruded from the back of her hand due to excessive force.

She originally thought that she would be able to retreat after taking revenge, but after seeing Edogawa Ranpo appearing in the coffee shop, she knew it was over.

"There's nothing you can do about it, Mr. Interpol."

Hirata Ryuki sighed, stepped forward with a ferocious expression, and stepped on the white cloth covering the corpse.

"After my family's club went bankrupt, I had to work part-time in order to continue my studies. Before that, I didn't know that this woman was my father's lover, and I even thought she was a nice person."

"But one day she wore those diamond earrings!"

Hirata Ryuki stomped on the corpse a few times out of anger, and was forcibly pulled away by Mr. Criminal Police next to him.

"This woman already knew who I am! After my father's club went bankrupt, this woman joined forces with others to divide up my family's property, and even took away the relics left by my mother!"

"I want this woman's blood to be buried with my mother!"

After being caught and handcuffed by Mr. Detective, Hirata Ryuki showed a relieved expression.

"Actually, this is the best way for me. I have never been suitable for killing people. I will be sorry for you later, detective."

"I have to pay for the information."

Ranpo showed a smile of victory.

"Who do you think Ranpo-sama is? Do you think such a small trick can hurt me?"

In the corner of Zhenzhi, the intelligence dealer who had murdered Ranbu picked up the half glass of milk that Kiyoko Fujita hadn't finished drinking, and poured it directly in the direction of Ranbu and Zhenzhi, pushing aside the dense crowd and going out run.

According to this trend, Luanbu will definitely be splashed all over.

This information dealer is actually a person with supernatural powers, but it seems that all his abilities are focused on running.As soon as he entered the crowd, his sense of presence instantly weakened, and as soon as he looked away, he could no longer be seen.

Hirata Ryuki, who was handcuffed, also had a radiance that belonged to a person with supernatural powers. As long as she wanted to, she could directly gouging out the flesh and blood of the target through the medium of milk.

Ranbu completely ignored the milk that might have killed him, and even slowly took off his glasses and put them back down.

Zhenzhi was annoyed and amused by this calm expression. He casually pulled out a tablecloth from the dining table next to him, stepped forward to block Luanbu, and blocked all the milk flying in the air.

"Master Detective, where did you get the confidence that I will definitely save you?"

Ranbu showed a smug expression.

"Master Ranpo's reasoning has never been wrong!"