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"There's a kid here." Nakahara Nakaya walked to other places in the classroom while I was observing the corpse.

I look over.

It was a thin little girl in a boy's school uniform. She fell to the ground holding a bloody saw.

Wait a minute, for men's school uniforms, are they boys?

Junior high school girls in Japan will never cut their hair short and wear men's school uniforms.

I squatted down, confirmed the gender, it was him.

"This is the murderer."

"80.00% no."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded: "I think so too."

"Converse thinking is not ruled out."

"..." Nakahara was speechless, he stretched out his legs and kicked the unconscious boy.

The young man whimpered and sat up blankly. He first looked at the murder weapon in his hand, and then at the extremely conspicuous human chair.

"Teacher?" he asked suspiciously.

I watched the boy's extremely calm demeanor with great interest.

The golden eyes are filled with some kind of indescribable emotion, there is no fear or panic, but all the information that can be collected through rational observation.

This is a genius with a very high IQ, his personality is cold, or he is naturally dull, and his breath is very clean.

Not the murderer.

I pass judgment.

"You, who are you?"

"We are detectives, here to solve this case, you can call me Bo Ye, he is Zhong Yuan." I took out the search warrant from my auto-transform pocket and showed it to him.

The boy's pupils dilated slightly, which was a kind of envy and amazement: "It's a detective specially designated by the Imperial Household Agency."

I don't know what the palace hall is, anyway, it is the identity of the supernatural arrangement: "Introduce yourself?"

"I'm Xiaolin, teacher's student." Xiaolin pointed to the podium, his mouth slightly opened, his brows and eyes were excited: "After waking up, it's like this."

"This brat is so wrong, he must be a murderer." Nakahara Nakaya said, "Can you stay calm and even excited to make such a perverted case, is he a criminal with a high IQ like Dazai?"

"I don't think Dazai has that kind of interest." Although he can act rationally after killing someone, he will definitely not kill with such a sense of ritual: "He is a detective now, not a criminal."

Osamu Dazai once said to me: "If everyone in the world dies and I am the only one left, isn't that also a kind of suicide?"

"Have you ever thought of destroying the world?" I was a little surprised, it turns out that Osamu Dazai also had a second period?

"Because it's too boring. Back then, I couldn't die, so I didn't have anything interesting to do." Osamu Dazai nodded solemnly, and then languished: "Well, but because it's too troublesome, I don't have this kind of thought anymore. .”

"Besides, the general villain who wants to destroy the world needs a reason. Destroying the world because of the reason of "wanting to commit suicide" is too frustrating."

"No matter how you think about it, it's easier to die by yourself."

"Death is forbidden." I covered his mouth.

After breaking free, Osamu Dazai said innocently, "I'll just talk about it."

"Speaking is also forbidden."

"I'm not the murderer, but I can't prove myself." Xiao Lin shook his head: "Then let Mr. Detective find the murderer."

"You are very excited, why?" I asked, "Why are you so calm after seeing such a bloody scene and the person who is the most suspected person?"

"No matter how many reasoning games you play and how many books you read, everything you do feels empty and boring. However, when the teacher was killed and I became a suspect, this situation is very difficult." Xiao Lin laughed, with a naive expression on his face. Pure: "Makes me feel good."

"Hey." Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes wide: "This guy?"

"Are you happy?" I thought about it, and lowered his suspicion of murder: "For detectives with high IQ, it seems quite interesting."

When I was 16 years old, before I was involved in this world, I also felt that life was boring, doing ordinary things, and lacking motivation.

"Thin leaf?" Zhong Yuanzhong also looked puzzled, but he also saw that the possibility of Xiao Lin being the murderer was very low: "Forget it, I don't understand you."

"Other characters should also appear on the scene." I stood up: "This is not the scene of the crime."

The door was pushed open, and a brown-haired policeman walked in first. He saw Chuya Zhongyuan: "Detective Zhongyuan, we meet again."

I looked at Nakahara Chuya, and Nakahara Nakaya clicked his tongue: "My first three cases were all dealt with by the... police."

You wanted to say a note just now, didn't you?

Also, is the case in a big world?

"Who is this?"

I showed my ID: "I'm Thin Ye."

"I'm Kagami."

After the introduction, the investigation of the case begins.

Surveillance is not unexpected.

"It really is a mystery novel." I was speechless: "Then we have to wait for the police to find the suspect?"

How slow that is.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes: "You really have solved the case."

He clapped his hands, and the place where we were turned into the heaven where the Inquisition was, with misty clouds.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his hand, and the crowd began to disappear, leaving only a dozen or so: "This is the person related to this case, just want to know something about the air in their heads."

Kobayashi, police officer Kagami, a middle-aged policeman who doesn't know the hunchback, a female student with braids, a young detective, a forensic doctor with double ponytails, a boy wearing headphones...

"That detective is called Zhizhi. He is not a prisoner. There are also those two policemen who appear in every case. There is a high probability that they are not. You said that Kobayashi is not a prisoner." Zhong Yuanzhong also introduced: "If this is the case, the prisoner is this A girl student."

The schoolgirl with braids disappeared.

Meanwhile, a memory floods our minds.

The lover of the female student and the teacher, she wanted the teacher to make herself a human chair, but the teacher empathized and fell in love with Kobayashi, and refused to make the female student into a chair, so the female student made the teacher into a chair out of love and hatred. took the chair and blamed Xiao Lin.

Kobayashi is a boy, right?And if you love him, why should you be made into a chair by him?Can't you be together?

The circle is so messy.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked confused: "Did I point randomly? I just think that the arm of the corpse has been cut so many times by the saw, so it should be a girl with weak strength?"

He pointed to the policeman named Kagami: "Then this guy can't be a murderer."

The police disappeared.

A memory of Kagami's murder flooded into his mind.

Good guy, kill a lot, fifteen a week.

Sorting out the different death methods of 15 people in my head, I sighed, this is no more exciting than a novel.

The policeman with a heart of justice worked diligently, but watched the prisoner who abducted and killed innocent girls many times show off his might in front of him: "It's useless for you to arrest me. I have a mental illness. I will be released tomorrow."

The sister who was dependent on each other was also killed, and the grief-stricken policeman was completely blackened. The law could not punish the crime in his heart, so he did it himself. The man who burned his relatives was burned to death, and the man who drowned the girl in the water was drowned. For the twenty faces of sin, punish the evil in the heart.

[When the evil you have personally experienced is not punished, it shows off in front of you, and constantly challenges your bottom line, can you tolerate it? 】

My first reaction was Kunikida Doppo, and then I denied it. Kunikida Doppo's ideals are not allowed to cross his bottom line. Everyone in the Armed Detective Agency, especially Edogawa Ranpo, will not let outsiders take advantage of it. Let him break down.

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