Protect our prophets

"If this is a werewolf killing, you are typical rioters." Songxue said coldly, "The kind that interferes with the judgment of the prophets and should be voted out in the first round."

"..."

Marui Bunta still stared at her dumbfounded, not digesting the information yet.

"Wait a minute, how could it be the minister? He, he wasn't—"

Songxue lowered her head, grabbed the straw, and swallowed the last juice together with the broken pulp that wasn't evenly stirred.

It is true that food can relieve the mood.She calmed down and put the cup on the table.

"That's not for you." Songxue paused, and then corrected, "It should be said, it's for you. Think about it, he is the head of the tennis department, would he want to see his players be accused of murdering classmates?"

"So, he thought it was me... or one of us? That's why he did this?" Marui gave a hard, dry smile, "What a coincidence?"

Songxue looked at him expressionlessly.Soon, the forced smile on his face faded, and he avoided the staring eyes uncomfortably.

"But I didn't know it would be like this..." Maybe because of her aura, Marui licked his lips without confidence, and began to show weakness.

"Let's review the scene that day." Songxue tapped the table lightly, "You guys heard Kawahara's screams on the road, and when you ran over, you didn't see clearly."

She was the only one who went up half of the stairs, and the other three girls, and the only one who really came into contact with Ayanokouji later, Yukimura.

The main players of the tennis club are all under the stairs. Although they are taller, their viewing angle is limited. They can see someone lying on the stairs, but they can't tell who it is or what the situation is on the ground.

"Well, it seems to be." Marui said uncertainly, recalling, "Then what's wrong?"

"That is to say, the reaction of each of you is very important." Songxue sighed.

"Let's talk about Yagyu-kun first. He was the first person among us to realize that there was a murder and call the police. And, he has always been calm-of course, he is a gentleman who does not display emotions. Well, I’m a reasoning fan again, this reaction speed is pretty normal.”

"Indeed," Marui twitched his mouth when he thought of something, "the last time I went to the haunted house with him...he was completely indifferent! I couldn't see that he was terrified at all."

She nodded.

"Let's look at your ministers again." Songxue paused.

"I feel that he was also taken aback. However, I am afraid that he had guessed that something bad would happen a long time ago... His premonition was indeed accurate. Everyone thought that it was just a group of girls Gossip for love, don't take it to heart at all.

"I guess, he picked up the tennis ball when everyone was attracted by Yagyu's words. It might just be a coincidence. He also accidentally found a tennis ball rolling to his feet."

"Why not someone else?" Marui asked again after being stunned.

"Well, I was about to say—the rest of the people, only Marui-kun's reaction caught my attention. It seems that you clearly know what happened, and you are terrified." Songxue explained step by step, "As for the other team members , I don't know them very well, but generally speaking, when ordinary people hear that someone around them has died, they will feel that it is not true... Judging by their performance, it is indeed not within the situation."

Marui was silent for a while, and smiled bitterly: "So, you are sure that the person upstairs at that time was me?"

She shrugged: "Besides, among us, your movements should be the most nimble and light? In that case, it is very difficult to be undetected."

"But you still heard it."

When Songxue said this, she raised her chin reservedly: "Of course, the details are the most important thing to miss. After all, I am a detective."

"..."

"The kind that doesn't shrink, high school detective," she added briskly.

"Okay." Marui took a deep breath and said in frustration, "Just treat it as if I lost to you."

Songxue looked at him, puzzled: "Don't be so exaggerated, right? I didn't even think of you as a murderer, why are you so nervous—do you really think it's Matsumoto?"

He didn't answer quickly, hesitated for a while, and was honest with surprise: "I don't know either."

"So, at least you don't want it to be her?" She nodded and said, "It's understandable. The police won't convict you for this kind of thing, don't worry."

"That was not what I meant……"

"It's good to talk about it, explain why you appeared at the scene at that time?" Songxue knocked on the table again, assuming the momentum of a judge interrogating the defendant.

"Actually, it's nothing." Marui stammered, "I passed by the side of the court during my break, and I heard some girls in the support team chatting about you and Ayanokōji. I remembered that day..."

"When?"

"At noon that day." He readily admitted, "the time we met in the dining hall."

Songxue coughed dryly: "Oh, continue?"

"What is the truth of the matter, isn't it best to see for yourself?" He said, "It's... just pure curiosity, that's what I thought at the time."

Marui only heard a few words, and didn't know the specific time and place of Ayanokouji's appointment with her.

He first went to the classroom of Class B of the third year, but he didn't see anyone, so he walked out, wondering if it might be in the club activity building, so he followed to find it, and then he saw Ling Xiaolu lying faceless. On the ground, the shirt on his chest was stained red with blood.

That scene, when he recalled it now, was still clearly visible in his mind.

Both were silent for a while.

"It seems that you didn't find anything." Song Xue was thoughtful, with regret in her tone.

"...Sorry." He said briefly.

Marui turned his head to the window glass again, seemingly in a daze.After a while, he looked back again: "You just said that Minister Yukimura realized very early, uh, what?"

Songxue pondered: "It should be called an ominous premonition. Let me think about it... um, yes! Just like in "The Hall of the Dead", Mrs. Oliver felt very disturbed and called Poirot in advance to tell him about this Feeling. Then, sure enough, someone was murdered—”

"Sorry, I don't understand." Marui interrupted her enthusiastic description with difficulty, "I'm not Hiroshi."

Songxue was a little frustrated.

"Well, to put it simply, it's intuition. Human senses allow us to discover a lot of things, but most of the time we don't realize it, but this memory is still stored in the subconscious, and then it will gradually affect your judgment."

When she said this, she suddenly raised her head and straightened her back, slightly startling the other party.

"That is to say," Songxue was very serious, frowning slightly, a little worried, "Xingmura-kun felt the murderous intent—by your side, there is a person who may have been planning to murder from the very beginning. It was originally just impulsiveness, but no one able to stop him, so he turned that idea into reality."

After a pause, she remembered the argument with Atobe that day, and quickly added: "Or 'she'."

Marui sat there quietly, thinking for a while.

"Then are you sure that the murder has nothing to do with Minister Yukimura?"

He looked at Songxue intently until she nodded affirmatively.

"Of course, didn't we already know, he has an alibi!"

The two stared at each other for nearly three seconds.Songxue carefully reminded: "I just said that you are very smart."

Don't slap her in the face so quickly...

"I'm just, too nervous for a while." Marui's cheeks flushed slightly.

He was finally relieved, showed a relaxed posture, and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Songxue didn't take it seriously: "Besides, if he didn't come to me—"

"Huh?" Marui immediately raised his head again, "What is this?"

"Oh, it's a long story." Songxue said dryly, "He wants to find someone to be his girlfriend. I don't remember why I agreed to it at the time—maybe, because the reward is very generous?"

This afternoon, Marui Bunta was completely confused by her series of information.

He reached out and scratched his hair, pressed his forehead, took a moment to sort out his thoughts, and then suddenly realized, he stared straight at her with wide eyes: "Isn't it? Your relationship is fake?!"

"Although you may not believe it," she lowered her head slightly and said modestly, "I may be more interested in Ayanokouji (the corpse) than Yukimura Seichi."

"..."

If it was before, he would think he was crazy, or met a crazy person.

But now, after experiencing this afternoon, Fumta Marui felt that nothing could be more credible than her words.

After paying the bill, Songxue opened the door and walked out of the pastry shop.But Marui hadn't left yet, with his hands in his trouser pockets, watching the passing traffic thoughtfully.

Hearing the movement, he looked back, opened his mouth, and subconsciously wanted to say something.

"Didn't you say you don't like me?" She asked deliberately.

He was blocked for a while: "You must hold on to the luncheon thing that day? I didn't admit it at the time, did I?"

"But you really behaved like that." Songxue pointed out calmly.

"...Then, I apologize now," Marui sighed deeply, "My attitude was very bad before, and it was my fault that I wronged you."

Although a genius is proud, he is also able to bend and stretch in the face of reality.

Songxue was also a little surprised at the boy's calm attitude, but it was precisely because his attitude was calm and clear, without the slightest twitch, that this scene didn't become too embarrassing.

She suddenly had doubts, did he really like Matsumoto Yuko?

Stubborn people will become more stubborn and stubborn when it comes to feelings. No matter how clever they are, they may lose their usual rationality.She didn't expect much from Matsumoto's admirer, but the reality turned out to be unexpected.Marui Bunta was the one who woke up the fastest among them.

For a moment, Songxue had a terrible thought.

Could it be because he changed his attitude when he heard that she and Yukimura had no real relationship?

In other words, the previous incident may also be due to worrying about Yukimura...

Her random thoughts began to fly into the distance, and drifted across a small half of the city into her small bookcase at home.In her memory, the face of a certain character in a small pornographic manga suddenly changed to Marui Bunta's, and then she found herself getting agitated uncontrollably.

... PRS is never created out of nothing.

Songxue thought heavily, and at the same time felt deeply guilty, and quietly made a sign of the cross in her heart.

Amen!

Fortunately, Songxue didn't have time to think deeply.Soon, Marui raised her head again, inadvertently interrupting her thoughts: "Next, will you continue the investigation?"

"Oh, want to help?" She smiled and asked back with her head tilted.

"Frankly speaking, I don't have any clues, and maybe I can't help." He said, seemingly a little embarrassed, but his tone was firm, "But, I don't want to bother Minister Yukimura."

Songxue stared at him for a while, then nodded: "Then you have to trust me."

"He believes in you, so I do too."

She stretched out her hand silently, and was immediately held. Feeling the warmth from the palm that was much wider than her own, she felt a little at ease.

"Minister Yukimura believes you, but you don't listen to Yagyu-san?" Matsuyuki raised his eyebrows, "Oh, is your tennis club also so hierarchical?"

Marui was slightly taken aback: "...I didn't mean that."

Then you really love him.

Songxue thought anxiously, I hope the story in Xiaohuangmanli will not become a reality, Ah Chuang!