5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

Patience is not an infinite thing, but I didn't expect that after going from a positive number to a zero, it can become a negative number.

Split what Wutiao Wu said and let me give a response word by word:

"If" - really ambiguous.

"It's me" - so what?

"Pursue You" - Are you kidding me?

I didn't even move the corners of my mouth, and my brows stayed where they were.Obviously Gojo Satoru made a mistake, but I just thought earlier that he was trying to show me favors, so maybe I was right.

The direction is not right at all, and I want to run further and further in the wrong direction, why don't I know that Gojo Satoru is such an idiot?

No, maybe he trusted his own judgment too much.So I have always been treated in the way I "think" is right.

Gojo Satoru was still saying: "'I refused because I didn't want to put people around me in danger', so if I'm with the strongest me, I won't have any worries, right?"

For a moment, I really wanted to ask him "Are you serious when you say that?"

But I was very afraid: If Gojo Satoru asked me with a smile, "What's wrong? Is your heart moved?" Then how should I answer.If I'm serious, I'm hooked, and I'm the only fool in the end.

Gojo Satoru has nothing to lose, only me who wants to believe in him.

"How? Don't you think about me?"

I'm tired of listening to the questions that come out of his mouth, because a question implies a reciprocal answer.

That being the case, then think about it after hearing the affirmative statement. This kind of joke is just a joke to me.

I put away my phone indifferently, got up from the stool and started to pack my bag, and said to him: "Mr. Wujo, you should correct your outspoken problem...don't make jokes about this kind of thing."

It's a good thing that Gojo Satoru is wearing a blindfold, and not being able to see his expression clearly helps me to be a cold and decisive person.

"What if you're not joking?"

"...That would be even more excessive." I said with a straight face, "You said it was an 'if', if someone took it seriously, how pitiful it would be."

This time, before Gojo Satoru and I continued to make more comments on this issue, my cell phone rang again, this time it was a message from Dazai.

[We found something interesting in the art classroom on the second floor. 】

I opened the message generously and waved it in front of Gojo Satoru.Dazai gave me a ready-made excuse, and I couldn't be more grateful.

"Let's go, Mr. Gojo."

……

……

In the art room on the second floor, Kunikida and Dazai were talking with the teacher.

"Really? It turns out that the painting is the work of Reiko Shirano..." As we got closer, we heard Kunikida taking out his mobile phone and taking a picture beside him.I walked forward, and there was a painting in front of him, with flannelette covering it, it seemed that it was covered before.

"Yeah, you're here." Dazaihara was teasing the female teacher, and explained after seeing us, "This painting was left by Reiko Hakuno, I don't need any explanations and explanations, you guys As long as you see the content, you will understand—"

On that canvas, very abstract and depressive color blocks are piled up, especially the thick stroke in the middle, which seems to be engraved aggressively with all the strength of the pen, and the edges have been blurred.

"Can you see the content?" The female teacher next to me stood up and walked to the side to point to the edge of the color block, "This painting always makes me feel uneasy...especially this part, just like in a supernatural movie. Blurred, distorted ghosts."

Gojo Satoru, who was very close to me, whispered, "It must be the curse spirit. She drew the curse spirit in her impression."

Me: "Is it the curse spirit that came into being after the falling building incident?"

"I don't know." Gojo Satoru shrugged, "But what is certain is that Reiko Baiye can see it."

"...In fact, this painting is the last work left by Reiko Baiye before she left school. During the school festival, other children used it as props for the haunted house, and it was only sent back last week."

I asked: "Then do you know when this painting was painted?"

"That's... sorry." The teacher said, thinking of other details, and added: "I called Bai Ye last week and asked her what to do with this painting and whether she should take it home. But She was very angry and hung up on me... When I called again, she blocked me."

Dazai nodded: "This is really a disaster. Then what? You just gave up?"

A bitter smile appeared on the face of the art teacher: "However, even if you want to throw it away, you have to ask for her opinion. I originally planned to call her again in a few days, thinking about it in a few days." Maybe she just let me out of the blacklist, who would have thought..."

We all know the silence that follows.

Before Bai Yelizi could reply, she was killed first.

"Apart from that, do you have any other clues? No matter how trivial it is." Kunikida continued to pretend to be a listener, holding the booklet with "ideal" in his hand, Quietly waiting for the art teacher to provide new clues.

"Ah, teacher. You haven't left yet? That's great. I happen to have something for you here...Huh? These are...?" The clear voice of a boy with short black hair came from behind us, holding Holding a folder, he came to find the art teacher. After seeing the faces of our group of students, he subconsciously took half a step back.

"Ah, it's Dragon Peak. What's the matter?"

I just remembered that this boy is the high school student who gave me a clue earlier: "...Student Long Zhifeng?"

"Huh? Huh?? Ah... we meet again." He greeted me.

Gojo Satoru: "Acquaintance again?"

Me: "Well."

But why say "again"?

Long Zhifeng came to deliver the signed documents to the teacher, and the art teacher said while signing: "By the way, I remember that Long Zhifeng's class used this painting as a prop for the haunted house."

After receiving the information, Long Zhifeng nodded, and his eyes fell on the abstract and weird picture. He said embarrassedly: "Students all said that the horror effect is outstanding. I remember that a customer liked it very much. I took a lot of photos of this painting, and asked if we could take it away... However, we can't make decisions about Bai Ye's things."

I asked, "And did he give up?"

"Well, he said 'what a pity' and left."

"Do you remember what that man looked like?"

"...Sorry, it's been a while, I don't remember much." Long Zhifeng lowered his head regretfully.

I smiled and affirmed the clue he gave: "This has helped us a lot, Long Zhifeng."

If the person who is full of praise for Hakuno's paintings is "Hiyama"... this guy not only asked Hoshimura Madoka to visit the campus with him, but also showed great interest in Hakuno's works.

Then these two things are connected, and the only thing that hasn't been linked together is the last deceased, Sachiko Hasegawa.

……

……

After leaving the campus, we exchanged information a little at the cafe outside.The four of us sat around a table facing each other, and only Kunikida and I were diligently recording today's materials in the form of words and photos.

Dazai stirred the liquid in the coffee cup with a spoon, resting his chin in one hand, showing passive sabotage thoughts: "I said... Kunikida-kun, wouldn't it be good to leave this case to Ms. Kazue and the others? Isn't it related to spells? Oh, our domain, besides, even if you want to do it——you can’t see it.”

Kunikida, who has a firm heart, will not be incited to give up by Dazai's few words. He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowned and criticized his partner: "The client entrusted us with the work out of trust in the detective agency. No If you shirk the commission for a reason, it will tarnish the name of the detective agency."

"Tch——" Dazai made a voice of disapproval, and then threw the topic to me and Gojo Satoru, "What do you think? It's better for professionals to take care of this work? Laymen like us can only It will mess you up..."

Tic tac toe popped up on the Kuniki field.

He closed the book forcefully, Dazai reacted very quickly, and jumped away before being hit by the book - like a jumping goldfish.

"No, no, no—we also want to solve the problem more easily, after all, the work is really troublesome." Wujo Wu raised the corners of his mouth cheerfully, and his eyes lingered on the two of them for a while, then he put the sugar cube on the Two pieces were thrown into the cup, accompanied by the sound of sugar cubes falling into the water, and the second half of Gojo Satoru's sentence——

"Besides, it's impossible for the Armed Detective Agency to only have this ability?"

Kunikida frowned: "This is just Dazai's personal position, and it does not represent the detective agency."

"...Kunikida-kun was hooked at the slightest provocation, it's so easy to understand, it hurts!" Dazai was still hit.

The perpetrator Kunikida Doppo coughed lightly, straightened his sitting posture again, and looked towards our side with a serious expression.

"We will continue to investigate in the future. If there are any precious clues, we hope to communicate with each other."

Before Gojo Satoru could speak, I hurriedly answered, "I see. If you have anything to do later, please contact me by phone."

The exchange of information is also done, and it's not too early now, I think we can leave too.Our two teams left in opposite directions. I was about to turn my back, but Kunikida asked me to stop.

"Miss Yizhi."

He called me politely and from a comfortable safe distance.

I said to Gojo Satoru, "Please wait for me, Mr. Gojo."

Then I took two steps forward and asked Kunikida, "Did you forget to explain something just now?"

He seemed to be struggling briefly, and finally took out a small plastic bag from his pocket.It was held in the palm of my hand and handed over to me - it was a pure white pendant of a small seal.

"I remember you wanted this very much before." He said, "It's a limited item for the aquarium, and you can only get it during a certain period. Sorry, we clearly made an appointment, but we missed the appointment because of work..."

Kunikida seemed afraid that I would reject it, so he said, "It's not very expensive. It may be outdated now, but..."

I felt that he seemed to be afraid that I would not accept it, so he kept emphasizing that it was not something important, and there was no need to be burdened.Kunikida's statement of being disadvantaged made me sigh: "...Why do you say all the lines that are not good for yourself?"

I took the plump pup from him.What I was thinking about in a trance was: how does it feel to have your ex-boyfriend who has broken up for a long time suddenly give you the little pendant you mentioned a long time ago?

I feel like I am a poor-quality wall, not uniform and flat, and there is such a weak spot in it. As long as someone finds my weakness and hits it with a little force, this blocked dense land can be completely broken. Defend.

Just like this kind of pure emotion, as long as people feel that they "seem to be cared about by someone", they can easily destroy their own walls.

"Thank you." I gripped the irregular pendant tightly, "...I like it very much."

"Really? That's good." Kunikida didn't say anything, just nodded, "Then let's go."

This time he turned his head first.

I was still in the same place, and the bulging part of the small pendant hurt my fingers so much that I didn't feel it. After watching him walk for a short distance, I turned around - and saw Gojo Satoru leaning against the brick wall, his eyes It kept falling on me.

... He should have heard it all.

I put the small pendant in my pocket and walked forward pretending nothing happened: "Let's go, Mr. Wujo."

"Is that all right?" Gojo Wu looked at the direction in which the two left with empathy, and asked, "Aren't you going to say something to him?"

I shook my head.

I have missed it for a long time, and it may not be suitable now. There are indeed waves in my heart, but it is not enough for me to step out of the frozen place with full sense of security to accept the baptism of spring.

"So, what did you want to say at the table just now?" Gojo Satoru said, "Except for information sharing, I hardly spoke, and I was alone thinking, no, what are you worrying about?"

Me: "...why do you know I have something to say?" Am I being too obvious?

Gojo Satoru said as a matter of course: "Of course it's because I've been paying attention to Shuri~"

If it was normal, I would still refute him one or two words, but now it is time to talk about the business, I will directly say the main point: "I thought of it after today's investigation. It is related to the commonality of the victim..."

"The Hoshimura Madoka and Baiye Reiko we investigated today, they all have simple social connections, graduated from the same university, and have been in contact with 'Hiyama'... These points are completely consistent with me, and Mr. Gojo agrees Bar?"

"That's true," he said. "And then?"

“还有就是时间。在美术教室听完老师说的时间之后，我想起来受害者的遇害时间：星村圆香在12月1日，白野丽子是12月4日，而长谷川幸子是12月7日……如果凶手的作案时间是有规律的，那么下一个受害者就会在12月10日出现——也就是今天。”

Gojo Satoru seemed to have sensed something, and just put away all his foolish looks.

"You mean—"

"The next victim is very likely to be me." I put my hand in my pocket, and rubbed my fingers against the raised part of the plastic pendant. On the tiles in front of me.

"That is to say, the murderer may come to me today."

This is just a conjecture, it may not be correct, and maybe the real target of the murderer is not me.But if I am the target of the murderer, if I take this opportunity to catch him, I can avoid other cases that may happen in the future.

"Mr. Gojo, how about I be the bait?"