I'm just an ordinary Dazai [Comprehensive]

The sage—the new suspect was no longer calm and calm at the beginning. He looked at the young man who directly revealed his identity and told two key points in his criminal process with horrified eyes. He was full of wisdom in the other party. Under the gaze of his eyes, he instinctively clamored to let him escape as far as possible, but because he was restrained from moving, he could only stand there and listen to the random steps to reveal his secret.

"The victim was a member of a nearby underworld organization. Not long ago, he was reprimanded by the leader for deducting his salary. He was nervous and met a pedestrian who was alone. He had evil intentions and attacked him. Unexpectedly, the other party had learned gymnastics and was comparable to him. He even seized the opportunity to take away his weapon and successfully killed the robbers."

The video provided by the witnesses was only a few seconds, but Luanbu described it as if he saw it with his own eyes from beginning to end, and even added the identity of the victim that the police officer had not had time to confirm.Although he repeated in his heart that he would be fine, the sage's confidence couldn't help being shaken—he actually began to feel that this famous detective might really be able to break through the interference of "luck" and bring him to justice.

The police officer nodded in agreement—according to the traces left at the scene, what Ranpo said was consistent with the preliminary inference made by experienced law enforcement officers. This was not a long-planned murder, but a tragic accident.

"Actually, what my elder brother said is wrong. He fell asleep in the hotel last night. He got up this morning and went to the convenience store at the end of the street to buy a pack of cigarettes. On the way back, he passed this alley and met you after the murder. Meet, you knock him out, exchange clothes and transfer the wound."

Walking randomly to the back of the unlucky guy who was framed by his younger brother, he raised his hand and pulled off his coat, revealing the bruise on the back of his neck.

"Mr. Brother" opened his eyes wide, touched the wound, looked at the detective and then at his younger brother, muttering softly, "Why don't I remember anything?"

No one answered him, everyone was listening intently to Ranpo's analysis, but fortunately he found the answer from Ranbu's words.

"You are really very lucky. My brother lost his memory after just hitting him. Not only did he forget that he had left the hotel, but he didn't even notice that his clothes had been changed. Originally, as long as he died in time under the attack of the metal plate just now, he would not Someone will find out the truth."

I don't know which sentence of Luanbu reminded him, the sage suddenly realized that although the other party said so much, every sentence was true, but there was no evidence in his hand, he immediately grabbed the straw to save his life, looked up like a broken jar, his eyes were fierce He glared at Ranbu: "This is all your own opinion!"

"Shut up!" Seeing the prisoner being so arrogant in front of him, the police officer felt uneasy for a while, turned his head and drank, and then looked at the young detective with hope, "Mr. Detective must be able to find evidence, right?"

"I don't have any evidence." Unexpectedly, Luanbu shook his head and said honestly, "The clerk and the surveillance video of the convenience store can confirm that the idiot went downstairs, but the camera near this alley just happened to be broken, even if it is changed It is a loophole to change the clothes, but there is no way to prove the substitution in the middle, but it proves that he has criminal time."

The sage was certain in his heart, and couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from curling up.

The police officer frowned, and couldn't help asking questions: "Since this clothes was worn by the prisoner when he committed the crime, and the wound was transferred later, as long as we detect the remaining blood on it..."

Mr. Brother hesitated to speak.

"It's useless," Luanbu replied, "The genes of the two of them are almost identical, at least as far as I know, the current technology can't find it."

"However, my younger brother here has no evidence." Luanbu changed the subject, and the sage's smile froze on his face, "Check the surveillance on the other street. The camera is broken, but you can still see Mr. Xianren came to this area half an hour earlier than Mr. Brother, and then he did not leave for a long time."

The police officer suddenly realized, and looked at the sage whose head was covered with cold sweat: "In other words, you also have time to commit crimes."

However, "Why did this happen?" The police officer who has dealt with supernatural beings several times in his career asked after thinking, "If he wants to frame his brother, shouldn't he use 'luck' to erase his suspicions? ?”

"Hmph, there really is no Ranpo-sama, you idiots can't do anything!" Ranbu folded his arms and spoke proudly, raising his head triumphantly to announce the answer, "Because that's not his ultimate goal, let Mr. The murderer sage' is."

"If Mr. Ranbu didn't show up, Mr. Elder Brother was arrested at the scene of the crime, and then died in an accident, and the things that could prove his identity were taken away by the younger brother. You only recognize people by clothes, and you will only regard the dead brother as a 'sage' ’, would not have thought that this was the murderer’s scapegoat.”

"And the sage returns to the hotel wearing his brother's clothes, and then he can successfully deceive the world."

This reasoning was like a fantasy, and the police officer was dumbfounded and could barely close his mouth.

He subconsciously felt that this was nonsense, but he had been slapped in the face a few times before, so he didn't dare to underestimate Luanbu, so he endured the scolding on his lips, and asked cautiously: "Isn't he afraid of being recognized?"

Luanbu began to get impatient, and his mood changed as quickly as a child. People who don't know him seem to be moody and unpredictable. In fact, Luanbu just finds it troublesome.Those truths that are so clear to him are invisible to others, and he has to spend his time explaining them every time. He usually only says a few words when he is in a good mood, and it is normal to turn around and leave when he is unhappy.

"Haven't you noticed?" Luanbu raised his voice, "Even if they are identical twin brothers, there is no way to explain the similarity between them, right? The clones originating from the same gene, if they have different growth experiences, muscle development, The skin conditions and even the height and weight, behavior and subconscious movement reactions are different, but the two people are so similar, this guy didn’t even recognize that it was not him after watching the video.”

"If it wasn't consciously cultivated the day after tomorrow, how could it be exactly the same!"

With such obvious facts in front of them, should he hold up a magnifying glass to find them out one by one?

"You mean, you mean..." The police officer was so shocked that he couldn't even spare the energy to express his dissatisfaction with Ranbu's attitude, his heart was full of absurdity and unthinkable, "Shadow Warrior?"

"It's about the same as that kind of thing." Seeing that he finally understood what he meant, his chaotic tone eased, "Although it is unimaginable in modern times, but like them, heirs of Yin and Yang Dao are not valued if they are not talented. Feel free to use it."

Hearing this, before the police officer had time to ask Luanbu how he knew they were descendants of the Yin-Yang Dao, the sage was poked in the sore spot, looked at his elder brother with hatred, and shouted: "That's right, it's because he has more Talent in this area, so I have to become his shadow, and I don’t have my own life at all!”

That gaze wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood. His elder brother was already guilty, but he couldn't hold on after being looked at like this, and turned his head to avoid his sight in embarrassment.

The sage suddenly raised his head and looked at Ranbu again: "So what if you guessed these things? There is no evidence, and I am luckier than my elder brother. I must be the one who was acquitted in the end!"

"You don't seem to understand the seriousness of the matter." Luanbu gave him a disgusted look, feeling very dissatisfied, like a child playing hide-and-seek who finds out that his opponent is an idiot who doesn't understand the rules. In the first place, even if you win easily, you will only be extremely annoyed.

The sage who received the gaze felt in a daze that the young man seemed to be despising his own IQ, but before he had time to think about it, Ranbu retracted his gaze and continued, out of sight and out of mind, and continued: "Since the use of supernatural powers to transfer wounds has been discovered, then this is not the case. Ordinary criminal cases, but supernatural beings commit crimes, so other departments will take over soon."

The Supernatural Secret Service Department is an organization that does not exist on the surface. Only supernatural beings and ordinary people who are very well-informed know the situation. It is not suitable for people to call their names directly in public. .

"Someone in that department can read memory, do you think your luck can invalidate his ability?"

The sage's face turned pale immediately.

It seems that he is very aware of the nature of the so-called "lucky", and can only provide him with the opportunity to achieve his wish under the premise of a logical premise. If he can even do things like block the ability, he will not be exposed by the chaos , was captured on the spot by Zhong Ye.

"Impossible, Lord Fushen said he would protect me," he muttered to himself, "He will save me, he will definitely save me!"

As he talked to himself, something in the air seemed to gather around him.

Chuya's intuition was wrong, and he looked around vigilantly, while Ranpo stared at the prisoner who seemed to have lost his mind due to excessive blows, and suddenly frowned fiercely.

The police officer didn’t know what happened, but in his eyes, the sage’s behavior was that of a prisoner who knew he had no hope of getting rid of the crime and was dying. Those nonsense words only made him shake his head and sigh: “If there is a blessed god, how could he help you harm others? Can the fairness obtained by killing and framing as a means really last long?"

According to Mr. Detective, this person came to Yokohama and became a murderer because he first obtained the ability of luck and wanted to replace his elder brother.

"You don't want to continue to be the shadow of your brother, but after you killed him, in order not to be exposed, you can only imitate him everywhere and become his continuation. In the end, you still can't get your own life."

But the sage could no longer hear the movement of the outside world, and was completely immersed in his own world, repeating "He will save me" over and over again, talking too much, as if he was brainwashed by his own words, and the light appeared in his eyes again .

Seeing this appearance was deplorable and pathetic in the police officer's eyes, he couldn't help but shook his head, and raised his hand to order his subordinates to send him away, but he heard a stern shout from the side: "Let him go!"

Before the two policemen behind the sage could react, they saw the prisoner in front of him trembling violently like an epileptic, and subconsciously let go of their hands.The sage fell limply on the ground and curled up in pain, within a few breaths, the back of his neck and hands were covered with black spots.

As if he finally realized that his death was approaching, the sage stretched out his hand with his eyes widened unwillingly, as if he wanted to grab something in the air.

But this effort was doomed to be in vain, and the vitality was quickly drained. The sage only had time to utter an unbelievable cry before he lost his breath completely.

"Master Ebisu!"

The author has something to say: Why can't I think about writing reasoning, it's still mixed with reasoning on the mysterious side... I'll fix it if there are bugs.

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