Accidental Death

"... Teacher Ayatsuji?" Tsujimura Mizuki glanced at Yoko Igarashi, then turned to Pedestrian Ayatsuji, with a puzzled expression.

She didn't understand why things would turn to Yoko Igarashi.

Yoko Igarashi, whose name was suddenly called by the detective, was also very dazed.

She was stunned for a moment and then asked later: "I...?"

Yoko Igarashi looked up at Ayatsuji Pedestrian, the chill in the latter's ocher eyes made her flinch a little.

"Who would the murderer be if it wasn't Ms. Huaze? Didn't the message left by the father already explain this?" The girl bit her lips and asked, with tears still on her face, looking very pitiful.

"The information left at the scene does clearly indicate that Ms. Hanazawa is a 'murderer'," said Ayatsuji pedestrian, casually glanced at Kumi Hanazawa who looked frightened, "—if the information is indeed left by the victim."

"What do you mean?"

Police officer Mu Mu was surprised: "You mean that the message was not left by the victim? But..."

Halfway through the words, he got stuck in his mouth again.He was really ashamed to refute it with the reason that "but it was clearly a code left by the resurrected victim".

"The code left at the scene itself has a fatal loophole," Ayatsuji pedestrian said, and suddenly changed the subject, looking at Conan Edogawa who was standing next to Mori Ran, "This is something that even children can understand if you think about it carefully. The truth——I'm right, Edogawa-kun."

Edogawa Conan:? ? ?

He was a little dazed when he was called on suddenly, and when he raised his head, he happened to meet the detective's half-smile expression: "..."

This person obviously didn't bother to explain, so he called him, right? ?

Even though he thought so, Edogawa Conan still answered resignedly: "Well, I actually felt something was wrong from the very beginning!"

His demeanor is perfect, his tone is perfect - as far as elementary school students are concerned, his acting skills are impeccable.

Police officer Mu Mu: "Conan, what's wrong?"

Edogawa Conan pointed to the code photo on the desktop: "Since the dead uncle left a message to identify the prisoner, why didn't he just write the prisoner's name?"

"Huh?!" Everyone was surprised.

"If it's a message left before death, why bother? Wouldn't it be better to leave the prisoner's name directly? And if no one can decipher the code, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Tsujimura Shenyue pondered: "That's right...why didn't he directly write Ms. Hanazawa's name?"

"So, I wasn't the one who killed Naoki!" Hanazawa Kumi was finally not as panicked as before, "Someone must be trying to frame me."

Yoko Igarashi asked hesitantly, "Is it possible that the message was encrypted because he was afraid that the prisoner would find out the message he left behind?"

"I don't think so," Edogawa Conan shook his head, "The location of the code is very obvious—if the prisoner sees it, even if he doesn't know the meaning of the code, he will never let go of something that may reveal his identity. in spite of."

"If it's not the victim, then the criminal left this code to frame Ms. Hanazawa?" Officer Megure looked at Ayatsuji, "So the resurrection of the victim..."

Ayatsuji pedestrian said indifferently: "It's fake."

The police officer Mu Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, the resurrection was too sensational, and he really didn't want to believe it was true.

Ayatsuji glanced at Kumi Hanazawa: "It is true that the criminal left such a secret sign to frame Ms. Hanazawa, but it is not enough for him to put himself at risk and fabricate the ridiculous illusion of 'the victim's resurrection'."

"Generally speaking, no one would believe that the dead can be resurrected. It is impossible for the prisoner not to know this, but he did it anyway-so he should have made this choice under forced circumstances."

Mori Kogoro pinched his chin: "Is there a last resort?"

"The criminal fled the scene after killing the victim and waited for the death of the victim to be discovered by a third party, but when he arrived at the scene again, he found that the victim had left a death message that was very unfavorable to him."

Ayatsuji pedestrians reached out and picked up the two live photos on the table.

These two are photos of the blood characters left at the scene, the former took the complete "yodgd", and the other only had the two letters "yo".

Ayatsuji pedestrians held the latter between his fingers: "This is the message that made the prisoner feel so panicked that he lost his position. In desperation, he had no choice but to use the legend of the returning soul incense, modify the code, conceal the truth and at the same time put the crime Put the blame on Miss Huaze."

Tsujimura Shenyue pondered: "yo..."

Her gaze swept over the people in the room one by one.

These people were all staying in the villa when the crime happened and had time to commit the crime.

Kumi Hanazawa, Mayu Murakami, Goro Aso, Reiko Otakikawa, Igarashi—

Tsujimura Mizuki's eyes suddenly stopped, and he murmured: "Igarashi—Miss Yoko (Youko)."

The author has something to say: a short update, tomorrow will finally slow down, and the update will continue.

Thanks to Zisu Liuran for the deep water torpedo! ! ! !love you w

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"After saving the world, my ex-boyfriend asked me to get back together [Comprehensive]" by Yu Qingxia

Introduction: As a judge of God, Tachibana Eri has only done one wrong thing in her life-falling in love with a man who regards the country as her lover, and then ended up being dumped.

Six years after going back in time to go back to the army in anger, she received another official document, which was called a superior review, asking the reviewer to go to high school again to get a diploma.

Even if she was in high school, she met the man who dumped her again.

At this time Tachibana Eri said to keep smiling.

Ex-boyfriend or something let him die.Your lover is the country, and my wife's lover is the world!

Eri Tachibana: Every day I try to be on the verge of not acknowledging my identity and pretending to be dead (dangling in front of my ex-boyfriend with different "boyfriends").

Touzi: I forcefully regain my sanity on the verge of blackening every day.