After creating the vest, I joined the script team

The suspect was arrested neatly, without even the intention of resisting. Before leaving, he looked at Keigo Higashino with an unusually calm and excited look.

But Mr. Higashino didn't want to be crazy at all. After confirming that he could leave, he took the suitcase and got on the tram without hesitation.

It was eleven o'clock when he checked out, and it was four o'clock in the afternoon when the police officers finished their cases. It was a waste of his time. He missed his new rented house.

The rented house is on the top floor of an unnamed community in a remote part of the city. The house also has a large balcony with many wisterias planted on it. It looks like a good place for health preservation.

"Winter in Osaka is really cold."

"Is there? I think it's okay. It should be because your physical fitness is not good. Speaking of which, what do you think of this house?" Miyazaki Tomomori asked with the coffee in his arms.

"not bad……"

"I thought you would like it." Sipping his coffee slowly, Miyazaki Tomomori asked with a smile, "How's the matter?"

"After wasting a whole morning, it was finally resolved. The case that can be seen through at a glance has to be procrastinated."

After exhaling hot air and placing the suitcase in the rented room, Keigo Higashino walked to the table and picked up the coffee that had already been brewed and replied, "Then we will wait for the summons from the police."

"Police, do they really want you to investigate the button case?"

If anyone is alive, who would want to die?The police couldn't find Murakami's murder weapon. He should have smashed the blood-stained ice skate and threw it into the lake.

Under such circumstances, Murakami would still come out, so why did the other party use his life to let others investigate the case?

"Yes, Murakami has paranoid personality disorder, and the button case has troubled him for many years, so he will ask for it."

"But I feel like you're bored..." Miyazaki Tomomori looked at the opposite self and asked puzzledly, "Is Keigo going to help?"

"Although I don't want to be crazy, I will still do what you ask..." Keigo Higashino, who is not used to drinking bitter coffee, put down the coffee on the table and asked flatly, "What are you going to do next? The energy value is not enough Do everything with your feet tied."

"Well, the energy is still a little short, do you consider whether to take the exam—"

"Don't think about it..." Keigo Higashino said bluntly, interrupting Miyazaki Tomomori's words, "I'm a detective, not a serial murderer. This is a matter of principle."

"I just think it's faster for you to become famous like this. If you don't want to, don't want to." Although he muttered like this, Miyazaki Tomomori really felt a little regretful, but no matter who he was, he didn't like being forced to arrange, so he Had to (forced) to give up.

"'Heart', have you thought about what our organization will do? After building an empty shell organization, you didn't even think about the concept clearly."

Miyazaki Tomomori: "Well, I've thought about it, I'm probably an information dealer, and occasionally assassinate some scumbags."

"Assassination? It seems that you are sure to choose a good candidate. I see, Tagore and Joyce."

"I just thought about it, but wouldn't it be strange to talk to myself?" Miyazaki Tomomori asked lazily on the table.

"No, it's the same as playing Go with each other. What's so strange?" Hanging his coat on the hanger, Keigo Higashino asked, "I want to ask why you came to me so much, obviously I am You."

"Life always has a sense of ritual, and I don't want to be penetrated by others."

"Oh..." Higashino Keigo gave the other party a cold look, and directly issued the order to evict the guest, "It's late, you should go."

"Then I'll go first, bye."

"Goodbye, don't meet unless necessary, I will prepare the identities and materials that other people need, stop messing around." He said with some urging, "Let's find the organization base first."

"I know, I'll be good—"

"No, you don't know at all, a guy who makes trouble every day is not qualified to say that he is cute." Keigo Higashino closed the door bluntly to isolate the other party.

'Heart' always likes to make troubles, but what can I do?This is him too, he can only be pampered.

As long as the 'heart' doesn't make trouble on purpose, everything is fine.

……

The winter sun shone warmly on the body and made people drowsy. Keigo Higashino moved the table of the rented house to the balcony and took out the materials brought to him by Tomomori Miyazaki.

Because most of the materials that can be collected on the surface are past news reports, there are not many things he can see.

However, comparing the scenes from the first newspaper to the last newspaper, we can see that there are subtle differences between the crime scene of the first case and the subsequent crime scene.

After cutting out the photos from ten newspapers, Keigo Higashino's eyes lit up.

"Sure enough, the items at the scene of the crime in the first case were too messy, so the first case should be that the criminal stole and was smashed by the house owner and then murdered to silence him? Was there any stimulus for the crime after that?"

Putting down the newspaper on the table, Keigo Higashino looked at the crime scene of the second case and showed a clear smile.

"Ah, so it's like this."

After reclining on the armchair and closing his eyes to sort out the information in his mind, Keigo Higashino slumped on the table lazily.

I have to say that this rental house is pretty good. If you have nothing to do, you can bask in the sun for an afternoon to pass the boring time.

But this is too innocent, everything in this world can be seen through at a glance, so why is he wasting time here?

Yeah, he wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the 'brain'.

"Damn it, when this matter is settled, I must go out and find a friend to play with."

Reasoning alone is too boring. Watching those criminals feels like watching an exaggerated pantomime. It would be much more enjoyable if you can find someone to play with.

"I remember that there seems to be a very powerful person, um, the name is Edogawa Ranpo."

After retrieving this character from his memory, Keigo Higashino smiled. This overly pure smile diluted his cold and indifferent temperament, making him appear as innocent as a child.

"It's decided, go to Yokohama to find him after this matter is resolved!"

Then there's a detective game, maybe he can gain a friend if he can.

"Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it." Keigo Higashino murmured, lying on the table and falling into a deep sleep under the warm winter sun.

"Ding ding ding - ding ding ding -"

The one on the table woke up the bored detective from his sleep, and it seemed that it was about midnight.

Keigo Higashino raised his head and blinked his glasses, took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose with a slight pause, rubbed his glasses left, and pressed his right button to answer.

"Hello, is this Mr. Keigo Higashino?"

"It's me, where is the car?" His voice was a little hoarse, and the man looked a little confused, as if he hadn't woken up from his sleep.

"What did you say?" The policewoman on the other end of the phone was a little dazed, her words stuck in her throat, and she didn't understand why the other party would ask such a sudden question.

"Where is the car parked?"

The police in Osaka must have checked his information. It is impossible to have a taxi where he lives so late at night. At this time, there must be a car under him when he calls. Why is this policewoman not very smart? .

"The car is parked at the gate of the community. I'm sorry to trouble you so late." The policewoman who finally came to her senses was a little embarrassed. She faltered not knowing what to say.

Keigo Higashino had no intention of continuing the greetings, and hung up the phone directly. He picked up the windbreaker left by Miyazaki Tomomori from the sofa in the living room, put it on, and walked slowly to the gate of the community.

Keigo Higashino finally restarted his brain after getting in the police car from the cold outside. An unknown policeman was sitting in the driver's seat of the policeman, and a high detective who had chatted with him during the day was sitting in the co-pilot.

"Hattori Heiji, are you also curious about this case?"

Hattori Heiji heard what the other party meant and said, "Of course, the Button case is a pain in Osaka. Of course I can't miss seeing the victim's wrongdoing with my own eyes."

"Perfume smell, didn't your girlfriend kill you?" Higashino Keigo looked at the other party inexplicably. He came to the police station on a winter night without a date with the woman. To girlfriend?

"What, what, and Ye, and Ye, she is not my girlfriend."

"You two childhood sweethearts like each other, but you are not boyfriend and girlfriend. It's too shameful." Keigo Higashino glanced at each other with a look of hatred for iron and steel, and then looked away.

Maybe every good detective has some quirks. After Keigo Higashino competes with others (although the people in the competition don't know what's going on), if the other party's ability is not as good as him, he will regard him as a junior and give him the care and love of his seniors. Probably like a farmer looking at his cabbages.

Regarding Higashino Keigo's words, Hattori Heiji could only show a ridiculous expression and gave up the rebuttal. After all, Hattori Heiji also felt that he seemed to have nothing to say.

"Did you find the murder weapon?"

"Ah, I've searched all of this attachment and haven't found it." Hattori Heiji looked at the scenery outside and said distressedly, "The temperature is low recently, and the search work is not easy to carry out."

"In the lake, you can check the lake on the road from the hotel to Mr. Murashita's residence. You should be able to find broken things, but don't have too much hope."

Although the cold surface of the lake is frozen, the temperature below the lake is still enough to melt broken ice skates.

"So that's it, is it an ice skate?" Hattori Heiji immediately reacted, and he frowned and said, "Even if you find it, you can't prove anything. This Murashita-kun is really powerful, but he just doesn't use it for the right way."

"Pfft, you really do."

"Hey, Mr. Higashino, what do you mean by that?" It was the first time in Hattori Heiji's life that someone praised him. Shouldn't a compliment be said to be young and promising?

"No, no, I just said that you are a good person, please keep it up." Keigo Higashino, who had a normal emotional intelligence, swallowed the words 'not a great detective' and looked out the window.

The police station is here...

"Mr. Higashino!" The familiar policeman, who had seen Keigo Higashino in the morning, greeted him immediately, as excited as if he saw the hope of not having to work overtime.

Hattori Heiji: "Did Murashita say something?"

"No, no, he has been waiting for Mr. Higashino, saying that if Mr. Higashino does not come, he will not confide a word." The policeman smiled at Keigo Higashino with a little embarrassment, "Because the murder weapon was not found, there is no conviction, and if this continues, you will have to Release him."

"Hattori, go arrange someone to salvage the murder weapon. I'll talk to Murashita-kun." Unceremoniously assigning the task, Higashino Keigo stopped in front of the archives department.

"Mr. Tono?"

"Don't waste time, you have the key to the archives department, just show me the file."

"But the archives room can't just..."

"We have discussed the case of asking me to check the buttons, so don't waste my time, just open the door."

Keigo Higashino was a little impatient, he hadn't had dinner yet, and if he had time to waste on bureaucracy, he might as well go to the archives to look through the documents.

"Aren't you going to see the village first?"

"When I finish investigating the button case, he will tell the truth directly..." Keigo Higashino, habitually taking out a cigarette from his pocket and holding it on his bed, looked at the policeman next to him and ordered directly, "Open the door for me now, I want to see the file."