Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

The young man who claimed to be the leader of a small company was in deep thought, his long untrimmed hair clinging to his cheeks, covering the dark eyes that flashed behind him.The young man glanced at the dusty old newspapers piled up in the corner of the house, and before Officer Mu Mu had time to ask the next question, he suddenly opened his mouth and cast a thunderbolt, "Mr. Police Department, my characteristics are consistent with all the victims, right?"

The conscientious police officer's breathing suddenly stagnated, and even his beard trembled slightly from surprise.He subconsciously questioned the young man sitting across from him, wanting to know why the contents of the case were leaked in such a short period of time, "How did you know——!!"

"It's just a simple reasoning."

Shuji Tsushima let out a breath of foul air slowly, he raised his head, out of respect, he looked at Mu Mushisan who still had an expression of disbelief.

"You also said that it is rare for the police to need the assistance of a detective, so this time I came to Mr. Mori, not because I wanted to ask this famous detective to help." Shuji Tsushima quickly entered the role of detective, and finally stopped. Maintain a good student-like sitting posture, turn your right leg over your left leg, and place your hands on your abdomen with your fingers clasped together.

The positions of both parties have been changed invisibly, and it is no longer a simple unilateral inquiry by the police.Rather, it seems to be more equal on the surface, like a consulting detective and the police working together to solve a case.

The dominance is silently held by the youth.

"It's working hours now. It's impossible for Mr. Police to come to the private detective to talk about the old days. It's only because Mr. Maori is related to work."

After listening to Shuji Tsushima's reasoning process, Meguro Thirteen's suspicious eyes fell on Kogoro Mori, who was respected as a famous detective in his words, "Detective? Him?"

"Oh, don't dare to take it seriously."

The young man's reasoning brought too many surprises, but it was not as good as his words of respect for Mori Kogoro.After all, rather than being named a famous detective, a muddled detective is more suitable to be named before this person.The other party was very pleased with this title, and was so flattered by the praise that his face flushed and at the same time he smiled a self-deserving beating.

Shuji Tsushima didn't seem to notice the undercurrent in the reception room. He paused for a while, moistened his dry lips due to too many words, and continued to explain: "Mr. You stopped me in a panic. But the purpose of your trip is Mr. Maori, and you didn’t know of my existence before this, otherwise you wouldn’t have skipped the coffee shop and came directly to the office.”

He stretched out a hand, and the fingertips were wrapped around a strand of hair hanging from his temples, following the arc of the natural curls and circling continuously.

The moment the door was pushed open, the eyes of several police officers were not on his facial features, but on his fluffy and shiny black hair like seaweed.

"So I thought, maybe it's because my features have something to do with the case at hand, Mr. Police Department, that would surprise you so much." Shuji Tsushima pointed to his head, and the male hairstyle was left to this length in the world on both sides It is quite rare after fusion.Even the normal hair color of Conan's native Asians has become colorful after accepting the invasion of Wenye World.

Mori Kogoro, who was trying to keep up with his thinking, split up the reasoning process and gradually cleared up his thoughts. Then he suddenly realized the boxer, and raised doubts from an extremely tricky angle, "But...why must it be the victim? It may also be the case. Relevant people, or suspects and the like..."

Mu Mu Thirteen: "..."

Although the topic is rude, it is indeed a hole in the reasoning of the youth.

"Please don't make fun of me, Mr. Mori." Shuji Tsushima showed a embarrassed expression, quite at a loss for being called a suspect in front of the police officer.Just like how normal people should react, even if they know they are innocent, they still feel uncontrollably flustered when they are suspected of being criminals in front of the police, "My social circle is in Yokohama, and the rice flower market is only with you and Xiaolan. Familiar. And during this period of time, I basically haven’t been out, and I haven’t made any new friends at all.”

His temperament of deliberately pretending to be a detective faded away, and he turned back into the appearance of a young man who had just graduated from high school and had no experience in the world, as if the previous reliability was an illusion.

Shuji Tsushima's tone contained a hint of grievance, like Xinzhi who had been torn by a strong wind, his whole body froze in an instant, and he kept complaining in words: "And the suspect or something... I'm just an ordinary little leader who came here to be lazy That’s all, just dealing with work every day is exhausting. If possible, I would like to retire early, regardless of power or status, and leave it all to our company’s model workers, so that he will have a headache.” Realizing that I said too many irrelevant words, After delaying the work of Police Officer Megure, Shuji Tsushima smiled embarrassedly, and finally looked at Kogoro Mori with his moist and lustrous eyes.

"Mr Maury thinks I look like someone who might break the law?"

Mori Kogoro looked away guiltily. Although he couldn't get used to those handsome Ikemen guys who pretended to be handsome, it was obvious that Mamoru Miyano and Akira Ishida who were close to him were not in this range.He smiled and apologized, and seriously reflected on his behavior of talking faster than his brain, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that's what I said, and it didn't mean that."

To be honest, the breath of youth is too clean. If he hadn't known that he had given up his studies and entered the society ahead of time, people who didn't know would have thought he was a college student somewhere.

"But speaking of it, Miyano, you are really good-natured, and you have a good temper. That guy Ishida still drinks a lot, and the degree is so-so high, you don't even drink it." Mori Kogoro remedied it with hindsight, The words are all exaggerating the advantages of the young man, and by the way, a certain Russian who can drink him over every time he tries to drink.

Shuji Tsushima smiled shyly, and didn't mean to say anything for his friend, "After all, I'm not of legal drinking age."

-

In the Poirot Café separated by the ceiling on the first floor, he was huddled in the most unobtrusive corner of the shop with his notebook in his hands. Fyodor, who was acting as the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, suddenly laughed softly.

After clearing a table of tableware, the waiter passing by holding the dishes noticed this scene and stopped subconsciously.It is rare for one of the bosses to be in such a good mood when the other one is not around. He couldn't help asking: "Mr. Ishida seems to be very happy today. Did something good happen?"

After more than half a month, he has figured out the temperament of his two bosses.Whether it is Mr. Miyano or Mr. Ishida, they all have a sense of gentleness from the bottom of their hearts. Even if their employees make major mistakes in their work, they will not blame them too much.But hidden under the comfortable personality, the core is a silent rejection of others, as if only each other can set foot in their world.

The employees have wondered more than once, are the two bosses a same-sex couple?It's just that out of consideration for my own job, I never dared to really ask.

Although I was blinded by flashes at work every day, it's good to get used to this kind of thing.

[Nearby] The news in the chat channel is gradually occupied by new sentences, and the part where Shuji Tsushima pretends to be a good boy and talks to Kogoro Mori is replaced by irrelevant dialogues that are constantly refreshed.Fyodor raised the corners of his mouth, and the smile that could be called happiness melted the indifference that covered his face all the year round.

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly thought of the black cat raised at home. It's so cute to pretend to be innocent after doing bad things."

Just to tell a joke, the head of the port mafia says he's a good citizen.

Fyodor's eyes dimmed. After the employee returned to the back kitchen, he manipulated the mouse to click on the hidden dialog box, encrypted his address multiple times, and sent an anonymous email.

——[He is on the second floor of the Maori Detective Agency. 】

A figure flashed past on the roof of the opposite building. On a sunny day, no one would be bored and look up under the glare of the sun.

It is none other than him and Xiuzhi who are the driving forces behind everything behind the scenes.

It was a major criminal case that they jointly planned and made public enough to shock the whole country.

Since the first corpse dismemberment case occurred nineteen days ago, in just over half a month, the murderer has used different methods to kill five people in a row, and there is no sign of stopping.His anti-reconnaissance ability is extremely strong. While eliminating all evidence that may expose his crime, he also forged false physical evidence at multiple scenes.This move successfully confuses the police and makes them hit the wall like headless chickens.

Due to the completely different means of committing the crimes in the first two cases, the places where the crimes took place have no connection at all, and no one thinks about serial murders.After hearing the news, the media frantically reported for many days, and then gradually fell silent without any follow-up information.

In fact, after that, three new cases were completely blocked by the police.

There is no other reason. In these serial murders with extremely bloody and cruel means, the murderer's identity vaguely points to the inside of the police circle.

But this general direction is wrong.

The prisoner's psychological quality is not strong, he has not received special anti-reconnaissance training, and his physical fitness is only at the weak level of ordinary people. Even if he tries his best, he is not enough to cut off a person's head.His only advantage is that he is very obedient after being brainwashed, and will meticulously complete the instructions that he or Xiuzhi conveyed in the past.After killing the victims temporarily created with the original power one by one, the death messages left by the deceased were forged at the scene, and the police were very vaguely guided to shift their attention to the inside.

It wasn't a game of good versus evil from the start.

Fyodor clicked on the private chat interface, and even though Shuji Tsushima, who co-wrote the script, didn't need his reminder, he still habitually notified him.

[Private chat with "Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit"]

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: snipers are in place

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Without waiting for everyone present to re-enter the questioning session, Shuji Tsushima stared at the table which was too empty except for the cake box, and stood up abruptly.He went to the kitchen to get the electric kettle under everyone's suspicious eyes, and dug out a set of tea sets from the cupboard in a familiar way, and said helplessly, "Let me make tea, Mr. Mao Li, really, Miss Lan Not even tea for entertaining guests.”

"Ah... sorry to trouble you." Mori Kogoro scratched the back of his head uncomfortably, trying his best to ignore the condemning eyes of Police Officer Mu Mu.

The young man kept moving his hands, and his brows and eyes were blurred by the enveloping water vapor.He behaves gracefully, as if he treats cheap tea as something precious.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the dazzling reflection from the top of the opposite building, pretended to be nonchalant, and returned to the sofa with the tray in his hand.

"My reasoning is that the victim was a male youth about my age, with curly black hair, and a former policeman in his social circle." Shuji Tsushima put teacups full of hot tea in front of several people one by one, taking advantage of During the interval of their courtesy thanks, they confided their guesses.Then I added a sentence to leave room for myself, in case the reasoning is wrong, I won't embarrass myself too much, "Is that right?"

He is like a child who is expecting praise from adults. He is full of confidence in his reasoning, but at the same time cannot hide the real uneasiness in his heart, anxiously waiting for the moment when the answer will be revealed.

Mu Mu Shisan let out a long sigh, as if he was regretting something.The figure of the young man in front of him gradually overlapped with Yusaku Kudo who had assisted them many times.Such a keen reasoning ability is no less than that of the world-class mystery novelist. It would be a pity not to have a job related to detectives.

But this kind of thing can't be forced after all. He can climb up to the leadership of the company at a young age, and his talent in that aspect should not be inferior to his reasoning ability.

He cleared his throat, reminded that the following words must not be spread outside the public, and told the basic situation to the two people present who didn't know the basic situation with a stern expression, "It is indeed a vicious serial murder case, and the common points are as you guessed. There have been five cases so far. The youngest was seventeen and the oldest was only 19."

It is useless to conceal the matter until now, and young people may indeed become the murderer's next target.What's more, the general situation of this serial murder case has been deduced by him, so he simply told the details that do not involve confidentiality, so as to reduce the possibility of him becoming a victim.

Shuji Tsushima seemed to be frightened, and couldn't help but flinch when he heard the number of victims, and then calmed down quickly.He pointed his fingertips at Kogoro Mori who was sitting on the side, and then nodded to himself, with a hesitant tone, "Mr. Mori and I have only known each other for a short time, so it shouldn't matter?"

"Don't be careless." Police officer Mu Mu shook his head, breaking his fantasy.

Shuji Tsushima gasped when he heard the words, he pursed his lips subtly, and was quite worried about his situation, "The purpose of the prisoner should be revenge, right? After all, the identity of the former policeman is too special, could it be that he once The fish that slipped through the net during the execution of the mission? Or the person who was caught escaped from prison or was released after serving his sentence?"

"This is also the direction of our investigation...but it is not certain yet." Mu Mu Shisan bit his tongue, hesitated and answered vaguely.

Judging from the death messages left by the victim, the murderer is most likely someone inside the system.But this kind of news severely tramples on the dignity of their profession, it is impossible to disclose it to outsiders, and it must not be resolved under the guise of others.

"Also... Is it possible that the criminal's real target is not the police, but he uses the point of 'there are policemen in the social circle' as a reference to find someone he really wants to retaliate against?" Shuji Tsushima was not hit, he looked around He hugged his arms, tapped his fingertips on his arms with the frequency of his heartbeat, and fell into deep thought as if no one else was there.He seems to be wandering in the palace of thinking, piecing together the only fragments one by one, and coming up with some new possibilities that have not been noticed by others, "In order to take revenge on someone, but it is difficult to determine the identity of this person, all potential Maybe kill them all..." He took a deep breath, his face wrinkled into a ball, hesitating for a while and then asked: "Mr. When did you retire or resign?"

"I remember... the earliest was six years ago, and the latest was about four years ago." Officer Megure flipped through the record manual and replied after confirming the accuracy of the information.

"Well, I think, if the prisoner's purpose is really revenge, the time for him to really ignite the flame of hatred may be before that."

Mu Mushisan's eyelids twitched slightly, vaguely feeling that the young man's speculation would be the breakthrough point of this series of cases.He involuntarily corrected his posture, beckoning him to continue, "Why do you say that?"

"Or because the status of 'former policeman' is too special."

Shuji Tsushima pulled out a piece of waste paper from the desk with the acquiescence of Mori Kogoro.He picked up a ballpoint pen and drew two too-distorted stick figures on the blank space on the back of the paper.One of them has a big question mark on its head, indicating that its identity is doubtful, and the other slightly larger stick figure has a cherry blossom police badge that is also distorted to the point of being invisible, "The prisoner should not know the identity of the person he really wants to take revenge on." He just concluded that there must be a former policeman by his side. But he also didn’t know who the former policeman was as a reference, so he could only look for it in a screening manner.”

It is this most clumsy elimination method that has created the five tragedies today.

"There is such a strong hatred, what is the reason that the prisoner can't remember the appearance of the enemy, but he can roughly judge the age... Or is it that he didn't know who the real person who wanted revenge was from the beginning?"

The ballpoint pen kept drawing circles on the little stickman, and anyone could see that the young man holding the pen was going through a mess in his head.He seems to have completely forgotten the people around him, rather than explaining to others, his current behavior is more like talking to himself.

Officer Megure waved his hand, signaling the other two detectives and Mori Kogoro to breathe lightly.

"A former policeman who doesn't know what he looks like, is it more likely that the prisoner learned about his past occupation through some channels... Or did he know that the person was a policeman from the beginning, but what happened later, even the prisoner knew He has to leave the job?" Shuji Tsushima muttered in a low voice, his complicated thoughts were suddenly straightened out at a certain moment, a light of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, his lips were slightly parted, and his expression was frozen in shock.

His speech speed suddenly accelerated, and the originally blocked thoughts suddenly became clear, leaving only the clues to the truth, "If this is really the case... the earliest six years ago, the age of the victim was 13 to [-] years old, Among the relatives or guardians around him, in short, the people who are very close to him are the police officers."

"The body shape of a normal child in that age group is still easy to judge. Even if you don't know what the face looks like, after six years, it is not difficult to calculate his approximate age." A line was drawn on the feet of the two stick figures. In the middle of the timeline, the young man wrote "six years?"

The person the prisoner really wanted to kill was a child between the ages of eleven and thirteen six years ago, but he didn't see the child's appearance clearly at the beginning, and only relied on his body shape or voice to determine his gender, as well as the children around him. There is a close policeman.Some accident should have happened after this, resulting in the policeman being seriously injured or making a major mistake and having to leave the job.

The six-year gap is most likely due to the fact that the prisoner served his sentence or recuperated his injuries during this period. After he was free to move, he immediately started his revenge.

That's why the prisoner can accurately target the age group of the target...

He suddenly came back from his thoughts, and noticed that the police officers who were originally separated by the table had somehow gotten closer and were almost clinging to his side.Shuji Tsushima's expression froze, realizing that his speculation might disturb the thinking of several police officers, he slowly retracted into the sofa with a guilty conscience, and explained remedially, "But this is just my guess, Mr. Police Department Just ignore it."

"Young people are very impulsive, and love murder is also possible. Maybe it's because the prisoner's favorite girl was played with, but he doesn't know who that person is, and it's not necessarily true that he simply kills all possibilities... "His voice gradually became weaker. Under the blazing gaze of several police officers, he finally covered his face and decided to shut up and be a quiet and handsome man.

He wants to grow mushrooms in the corner.

"No, Miyano-kun, you have a very unique way of thinking, and you have been of great help." Officer Megure laughed and patted Shuji Tsushima on the shoulder, slapping the young man who was so embarrassed that he was about to be autistic.

Shuji Tsushima responded with a embarrassed smile, as if he was not good at compliments that were too straightforward.Out of the corner of his eye, he vaguely caught the reflection from the sniper rifle scope on the opposite top floor again, and took half a step back with a very small footstep, staggering with Kogoro Mori who covered most of his figure.

"boom--!!"

The bullet pierced through the vulnerable glass window at that moment.

Before Mu Mu Shisan, who had found a breakthrough in the case, was excited for a while, the scene in front of him was replaced by glass fragments reflecting his reflection all over the sky.He still couldn't understand the sudden change, so he could only freeze in place, watching the young man fall to the ground like a kite with a broken string, accompanied by a rapid gunshot and the sound of glass shattering.

The bright red that belongs only to blood gradually permeates everything in front of him.