On How To Teach Gravity To Diss A Blackhearted Boss

The furnishing of the house looks old.Except for the splash-like dark blood that suddenly appeared on the wall in the middle of the room, there wasn't even a single bright color in the room.From the faded furniture to the dusty ceiling, the room has a pale, sickly old feel to it.

According to the police, the owner should have been forced to move to Yokohama, where the rent is relatively cheap, because of bankruptcy and financial difficulties. This house should have been lived in for three years.

The owner is a middle-aged couple with two bedrooms and two bathrooms.One is the public bathroom, and the other is connected to the master bedroom.

I noticed that although the toiletries in the two bathrooms were piled up in a mess, there were several toothbrush and toothbrush cups.However, judging from the traces of dried and faint sewage on the glass base, the two bathrooms should in fact only have a set of commonly used toothbrush cups.

It seems that they not only live in two separate rooms, but also use their own bathrooms.

The relationship between this couple is very problematic.

There are no family portraits in the room, no photo albums on the walls.They may not have children, or their children may not live with them all year round.

The day before the two disappeared together, neighbors heard them arguing in the middle of the night, but they quickly calmed down after being stopped.

The next afternoon, when the neighbor's old man went out, he found that the opposite door was ajar and not closed tightly.After knocking on the door and answering, the old man opened the door, and there was scarlet blood.Shocked, the old man rushed in and shouted the names of the owner and his wife, but there was no one in the house.

The police couldn't find any more information.The two living beings disappeared from the world, and there was blood and money missing from the house.

The order in places with low rents is often not very good, and there are no surveillance cameras on a nearby street.And the monitoring farther away found nothing.

However, in the room, there seemed to be almost no traces of fighting, and the trajectory of the splashed blood on the wall was very smooth and complete.On the contrary, the windows that were open on one side sent a gust of wind, blowing away the peculiar smell in the room.

I thought hard about sorting out the information in front of me, and I always felt that the situation in front of me was weird.

——No matter what type of case is used, there are some unreasonable things.

But I heard a confident voice from the side: "I know!"

The eyes of the person in charge, the police uncle, burst into surprise light!

The neighbors and couples who were curiously watching outside the door also looked at Luanbu who retracted his glasses in surprise and disbelief.

I:…………

Sure enough, the act of thinking with all his might while Ranpo was present was quite self-inflicted.

I readily gave up thinking.

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Everyone present was staring at Luanbu like a group of gamblers waiting for the lottery.

"No one should have died yet."

Ranbu said so.

"Just now."

Before the police could let go of their breath, the situation turned into panic.

"The homeowner and his wife conspired to design a 'burglary and homicide' case, designating themselves as the victim in an attempt to 'disappear' reasonably in order to escape the debt."

us:……? !

But the follow-up conversation was because the plot was more complicated, and Luanbu didn't have the patience to give them a detailed analysis... The scene gradually became a chicken-and-duck conversation.

Listening to the gibberish policeman painstakingly sorting out his muttering.

The eyes of the neighbors who were watching began to become subtle and contemptuous.

I am quite offended by their ignorant scorn.

At this moment, I, who is still familiar with Ranpo, have to start operating——

"Although the two of them said it was a 'conspiracy design', in fact, they both had ulterior motives and each had their own calculations."

"After bankruptcy, the husband, who was devastated, couldn't afford his wife's gambling expenses, and gradually became dissatisfied with her unrelenting gambling addiction. Years later, he became murderous."

"The wife lost her good living conditions after her husband's company went bankrupt, and her natal family treated her as a useless son and ignored her. The son who was studying abroad was also unwilling to contact the couple. The end result of indulging in gambling is not only not getting The spirit is relieved, but it becomes more and more greedy like a bottomless pit. Attempts to kill her husband to cheat high insurance premiums."

"The so-called 'conspiracy to design a burglary' is actually the funeral that the two people prepared for each other."

"The dispute before the incident was probably arguing over who should play the victim. Both of them wanted the other to be the character who was "scared by the gangster with a knife"."

"Then the husband won out."

"When setting up the 'scene' in the early morning, my husband was afraid of being suspected of the neighbor who interrupted their dispute last night. So he temporarily decided to follow the plan of 'burglary and murder'."

"So at this moment, the two of them should hide elsewhere and wait for the police to find the non-existent "murderer". At the same time, they discussed amicably on the surface where to hide their debts in the future, and secretly planned to attack each other."

"As for the lack of 'traces of resistance' in the room, it's because the old neighbor took away a few things when he saw no one was around. In order to prevent the scene with missing things from looking awkward, he just tidied it up. Yes The policeman naturally insisted that "the scene is like this."

I focused on being my megaphone, organized my thoughts and language, and spoke out, ignoring the changing expressions of the policeman and the instantly flushed face of the old man next door.

"What nonsense are you talking about, weird woman?!"

The old man yelled loudly, and I was so frightened that I almost jumped up after finishing the task of relaying a sigh of relief.

Ah this...

Since Luanbu said you did it, then you must have done it...

I looked back at the old man who was jumping angrily with a blank face, wondering if I would be responsible if he pushed over on the spot.

Maybe Ranbu and I were too calm, one turned a deaf ear and the other didn't change face, the old man was so angry that he almost flew off the spot.

"How can you slander the old man so much?! Show evidence! Otherwise, you don't want to come out of this door today!"

He blocked the door.One man should be guarded by ten thousand men.No one dared to move him.

"..."

Handling cases indiscriminately without mentioning evidence, has always been directly copied.

I am sad.

——I decided to embarrass those policemen.

"Mr. Police, since Mr. Luanpo has explained the case clearly, you can always find the two pre-criminals here, right? If you don't hurry up, it might turn into a murder case. If the confession is not complete, you will It's going to be a lot of trouble."

I smiled and looked at the responsible police uncle.

Probably because they have worked together before and are familiar with Ranpo's style.He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and also tacitly ignored the jumping old man: "Ah, indeed, indeed, it is great that there is no murder case."

Then he smiled kindly at me: "Miss is a new member of the detective agency?"

"It's a new investigator, my name is Aoki Akira."

"Miss Aoki."

"Then... I wonder if the detective agency can reveal a little bit where the owner and the couple might be at now?"

He glanced at my unchanged smiling face, and continued: "After all, look at this... the people involved in the case are very emotional. It is not impossible for the police to investigate slowly by ourselves, but if we can solve the problem more efficiently... we both It can save you a lot of trouble.”

I squinted at the Tigger-like old man outside the door who was blocked by the police from entering, and felt that the police's football was not so unacceptable.

Ranbu received my gaze, and curled his lips in disgust: "Map."

The police quickly opened a paper map and spread it out on the coffee table in the living room.

Luanbu glanced at the map, picked up a marker pen and circled a range.

Throwing down the pen, he muttered in disorder: "Hurry up, they are all thinking about doing something. If one of them dies, it will become super-super troublesome."

The police put away the map like a treasure.The person in charge even picked up the phone and started directing his subordinates to work.

The young policeman who had secretly looked at Luanbu from the beginning stood by, and the uncle in charge hung up the phone and grabbed him casually to explain the task.

He pressed the brim of his hat when he went out, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at us.

——Your mental quality is not good enough.

Aren't the police well trained?Don't be afraid!

"That policeman has been reassigned."

Luanbu took out the candy in his pocket, and began to peel off the candy wrapper.

"I thought he was an undercover agent... so he was transferred?"

I turned my head and glanced at the tense back of the policeman from the window, muttering softly.

After all, when the policeman looked at Luanpo at first, the figure of Luanpo who was looking around at the scene suddenly silently rubbed against me and stopped moving.

In addition, I really didn't find that his performance exceeded the limit of the general police's curiosity about Ranpo.

The person in charge, the policeman, looked at us: ...? ? ?

——I always feel that I need to ask clearly, but this... my head hurts, I really don't want to ask.

I could only repeat it to him patiently, ruthlessly breaking his illusion: "Mr. Luanpo said that this policeman was transferred. But I'm sorry, but I can't give any evidence."

……

The few of us murmured together, and seemed to have little attention for outsiders.And the two policemen just stopped the old man from letting him in, they didn't intend to do anything else.

The old man felt that he had a chance, rolled his eyes, and turned to look at his wife who cowardly shrank aside.

"I'm so pissed off! I'm so pissed off! I'll settle accounts with them later! Xiuzi, go and get me a cup of tea. I'm so thirsty that I'm dizzy."

The woman called Xiuzi has simple makeup and old clothes.With a pale face, she dodged and did not dare to look up at the policeman, but obediently lowered her head and entered the room.The old man swaggered into the house after her.

This old apartment has only three floors, with a large yard behind it.

For the residents on the first floor, it is still very easy to go out through the windows at the back.

……

When the old man turned out the window with a few bottles and cans and a big shovel on his back, his thin body tiptoed to reach the ground, and his upper body was still facing his wife in the house, lying on the window and panting heavily.

I quietly stepped forward and pulled the cloth bag off his back along the bundled knots.

He really jumped up in fright!

Looking through the opening of the package, it's just a few vase decorations?I am quite speechless.

Finding that I was the only one here, the terrified old man immediately turned into a furious old man, and rushed forward with a "humph", intending to grab me.

I just looked at him quietly, and when he rushed towards him blushing, I moved from in front of him to diagonally in front of him.

The old tyrannosaur's face turned from red to white again.

……

After so many years in Yokohama, I discovered a strange thing.

——Many uneducated or older people will inexplicably think that killing people with supernatural powers is not illegal, and that death is for nothing.

Although I'm sure there is some deliberate propaganda in it, but the government can't even back up this rumor, and it's really too bad.

**

"I just think...their husband and wife were so rich before, and many things in the house were brought together when they moved. Maybe there are a few valuable things?"

The old man spoke out dejectedly.

"Just like what this kid said, their kids don't contact them at all, and they definitely don't know what's in the house. A few vases, maybe they just threw them away when they came to sort out the relics..."

Luanbu looked at the old man unhappy and said he was a child, and urged me to call it a day and leave.

***

After saying goodbye to the man in charge, the two of us took the tram back to the detective agency.

- This is the ideal situation.

In fact, I was forced to follow him around the city like a golden retriever looking for a ball, looking for all kinds of sweets like candy.

"Mr. Ranpo, if we don't leave, we won't be able to catch the tram." I persuaded.

I bet, he is so happy because he sees me as a useful space system ability tool. After all, no matter how much you buy, you are not afraid that you will not be able to carry it or it will break.

"Why do you need to catch the tram? Why don't you just take me back to the detective agency?" Ranbu looked at me suspiciously, the green cat with cute eyes.

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Although, what he said makes sense...

"So your living habits are, don't you use abilities if you don't have to? Afraid of trouble?"

Talking about the topic of the past, I was a little depressed: "That's right. I seldom used supernatural powers in the past. The most I used was to use 'backflow' to assist me in the research of mechanical structures at work. In fact, apart from Butei and Hong Kong|Black, Most organizations in Yokohama only know that I have supernatural powers and can fight well, but they don’t know the details.”

"Of course, those big international organizations... know everything they need to know."

"I don't know exactly how Mori Ogai advertised behind my back. It seems that many forces still think that I am a Hong Kong|black person. For Zhongya's sake, I don't bother to defend myself if I don't dance in front of me. "

I fiddled with the red ribbon fireworks on the gift box, a little absent-minded.

"Don't you want to know the answer to your question about being 'erased'?"

Luanbu suddenly brought up this topic bluntly, and stopped shopping.

After Dazai discussed his mentality in the morning, although I still strongly resist this topic, I have calmed down a lot.

Facing Luanbu's sharp and indifferent eyes, my evasion skill MAX heart shrank in a corner in embarrassment.

……

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It's ridiculous.

Facing my husband with a gun drawn at me, I refused to think rationally, and vented my confusion and helplessness with childish resistance like throwing a pillow.Whether it's a serious confrontation with the enemy and immediately pulling him into my space for a tit-for-tat confrontation, or trusting him wholeheartedly and starting to confirm the situation with him, whichever is fine, I didn't choose either.

He covered his ears and refused to listen, and sent himself into the torture room while avoiding.

Mingming has been eager to know what happened since he woke up from the coma that night.

I really put the answer in front of me, and I talked about him again and again, trying to cover my ears and steal the bell, trying to cover other people's mouths.

……

In the morning, Dazai didn’t condone my evasion any more. He realized that I had subconsciously accepted the truth, and frankly tore off my special blindfold for pretending to be blind, and didn’t mention it lightly afterwards.

I said it was because I was in a bad mood when he committed suicide and I interrupted him, so I was in a bad mood for revenge, so I will stab my heart... But how can the hand that picks the truth hurt people, the truth can only hurt people.

I really don't understand what Osamu Dazai is doing?

Dazai's interruption yesterday gave me room for psychological foreshadowing, and it was the tenderness he gave me.

Breaking through the illusion created by me closing my eyes and pretending to be asleep today...isn't it a timely warning and warning from a friend?

But Osamu Dazai doesn't like to work hard for others.

He never pushes others to take the last step.

So when those beautiful kite eyes met my act of hastily pulling back the gauze covering the truth, they still chose to turn a blind eye.

I suppressed that bit of embarrassment, and only dared to struggle with the painstaking report.

You see, hiding and hiding, there are more things to hide.

From hiding the truth to hiding the truth + Dazai - I'm really promising.

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Staring at this stern-faced Ranbu, I felt a weird sense of dislocation.

In my world... yes, there is nothing undeniable, my world.

Compared with my friends Ranpo and Dazai in my world, it seems that their attitude towards me is reversed.

Although they will always pick my faults... But in the end, no matter what is right or wrong, those who indulge me and avoid solving problems for me are always at a loss.I can't wait to grab my ear and taunt me loudly, it will always be Dazai who uses the turtle as a shield.

……

It seemed that there was no longer any escape.

……

"Mr. Ranpo, please tell me the answer to my request."

I clenched my fingers and took a deep breath, looking firmly at the boy in front of me.