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Still can't remember anything.

Xiao Ba looked at the family photo album spread out in front of him, closed it again without knowing what mood he was in, and put it back in the drawer.

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Eliminate all impossibilities, and the remaining option, no matter how incredible, is a fact.

There is no problem with her own judgment, she just lost the memory of this life, but she did not forget the memory of the previous life, so she mistakenly thought that she traveled through time and seized the original owner—but in fact, she was the original owner.

For some reason, she didn't drink Mengpo soup, and was reincarnated as a Chinese-Japanese hybrid "Xia Ji Baxie" with the memory of her previous life.

What kind of mood did I have to bear the name "Xia Ji Baxie" for 14 years, and my mother, what kind of mentality did you give your daughter such a name? In addition, I Should I praise my father's surname? Is it really good that you can give me such a unique name... Xiao Ba didn't want to think about it, but when he contacted that they were his parents in this world, he obviously didn't care about anything. I don't remember, but there is still an inexplicable feeling swelling in my heart.

Forget it, if you can't think of anything, don't think about it.

The only way to relieve worries is to brush the questions.

Those who have experienced the difficulty of the hell-level college entrance examination - those who are interested can guess the province of Xiaoba's previous college entrance examination - there is no doubt about the speed of the people who do the questions, even if they have not touched it for many years, after the initial strangeness, everything becomes handy stand up.

I finished writing half of my science homework book without stopping, and put the quick-frozen food in the refrigerator into the microwave to heat up my dinner halfway through. Xiao Ba looked at his progress and felt hopeful that he would finish science tomorrow before standing up for activities I touched my shoulders and neck, then picked up the coffee and took a sip: I was a little sleepy when I started doing the questions, but I wonder if my brain was mobilized after I brushed too much, but I didn’t feel sleepy at all.

Because cats are animals that were originally bred to catch mice, their own routine is to rest during the day and work at night, that is, the more energetic they become at night.

Seeing his face reflected in the window glass of the study without any sleepiness due to the night outside, Xiao Ba's eyes drifted away: Now, it seems that he is really a night owl...

——Although she had her work and rest upside down for a long time before she crossed over.

Well, the difficulty of the homework will not reflect the difficulty of the test questions. After all, it is the difficulty that all students can do. It is only used to consolidate the basic knowledge points, and there will be no too in-depth questions... Take the time to do all the summer homework these days Finished, and then carefully study the test papers of the first half of the school year... In addition, the guardians are here. In order not to worry people, we can no longer solve everything quickly like before. Otherwise, with Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi's rigor, [-]% I have to take her to Yokohama... Tomorrow, I will see if there is a vegetable market nearby, and prepare to cook by myself every day...

Xiao Ba thought about the itinerary for the next few days, brought the coffee to his lips and took another sip, caught a glimpse of something on the window glass from the corner of his eyes, and subconsciously looked over.

A translucent and pale ghost was lying on the window glass, looking at this side with a wet body...

"puff--!!!"

Xiao Ba took a sip of coffee and sprayed it all over the sky.

The ghost stretched out its hand miserably:

"Lord Xia Ji...I'm so wronged..."

"Don't come over here!!!!!!"

The cat and girl with black hair and different pupils looked like she was going out of her mind and chased me for an hour with that drowned ghost who had no attack power at all. Finally, the brain filled with fear struggled to come to a conclusion: this way Not a solution.

"You, you, you, don't stay there...don't come here! Don't beat me!!!!" Seeing that the ghost that seemed to be a drowned ghost showed signs of drifting forward again, Xiao Ba's voice suddenly rose an octave. The closed doors and windows of the detached villa are good enough for sound insulation, and the neighbors are far enough away, otherwise a neighbor will definitely sue her for nuisance.

The ghost stayed where it was pitifully. It didn't know whether it was water droplets or something dripped down, forming a puddle of water on the floor, but it disappeared quickly - even in an air-conditioned room Excessively fast evaporation rate.

Xiao Ba, who noticed this, shrank again, almost shrinking into the large single sofa.

After a difficult questioning—mainly because Mr. Ghost always subconsciously wanted to get close to Xiao Ba, who wanted to put "Mo Bei Lao Tzu" all over his body, he turned over and ran away, so he interrupted the questioning countless times in the middle—Xiao Ba finally I figured out why this suspected drowned but definitely not drowned ghost asked for help:

He was murdered in a river, and no one has found his body yet. The murderer is naturally at large. With resentment gathered, he found that he could leave his body for a short time, so he followed some spiritual intuition and found this room. ...

After hearing the metaphysical consequences, I remembered the little eight I set up at the beginning: ………

She felt that she needed an emoticon package very much.

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"You, you...you go back first!" Xiaoba grabbed the back of the sofa, hid himself behind, only showing a pair of eyes, and tried to maintain calm with a trembling voice, so that he would not jump up in surprise, "I'll wait Tomorrow at dawn, I will go to the river to fish, to fish you!"

So please go now! ! !

"But... Lord Xia Ji, I can't leave your surroundings right now..." the ghost said miserably.

Xiaoba: "..."

Xiao Ba wanted to roll his eyes and pass out.

However, she can't faint. Fainting now means that she will have to share a room with a ghost for a whole night-she doesn't know if the ghost will be okay, but she is sure.

Ordering the ghost to never come within ten meters of him, Xiao Ba took a deep breath and changed into sportswear suitable for night running. Instead of touching the phone, he dug out the phone card and house keys and put them away on him. Only then did he lock the door of the house, and went to its burial place under the leadership of the ghost.

Tokyo at night is still quite lively. Xiaoba looked at the feasting lights outside and the bustling crowd around him. Just as he wanted to say something about the sense of security in the crowd, he saw a ghost with a rotten body mourning under the street lamps on the side of the road. ...

Judging from its appearance, it seems to be the soul of someone who was in a car accident.

Xiaoba: "..."

She shouldn't be looking around!

Turning his gaze back with a stiff face, Xiao Ba walked through the downtown area and arrived at the bank of a river whose name he didn't know.

Well, now the question is, how can she find a legitimate and appropriate reason to inform the police that there is a body at the bottom of the river?

At [-]:[-] in the evening, after receiving the report, the search department rushed to the report site immediately. On the riverside of the report site, they saw the reporter:

"It's you, Ms. Xia Ji!" The Mumu Police Department was a little surprised to find that the person reporting the crime was the girl with different pupils whom he had seen during the day.

"You can just call me Hachi...Ahchi!" Hachi, who was drenched all over, with thick and soft long hair clinging to his back, helplessly and hopelessly corrected the name of the Higurashi Police Department, and then because of a gust of cold wind, Come, live up to expectations and sneezed.

Miwako Sato quickly took out a coat from the police car and wrapped it around the child: "Get in the police car and wipe your body first, otherwise it won't be good if you get sick."

It happened that other police officers could take advantage of this time to confirm what the informant mentioned on the phone that "there seems to be a humanoid corpse at the bottom of the water".

Xiao Ba did not refuse, and followed Officer Miwako Sato into the police car to wring out her wet hair and dry herself as much as possible—fortunately, she had the foresight to change into a quick-drying sportswear before going out, and took it off to dry herself During the physical process, Officer Miwako Sato wrung out the clothes and spread them out before blowing them on the air-conditioning vents for a while, and they were half dry but not wet.

It's summer now, and the weather is hot. This tide has little effect on adults. Miwako Sato originally planned to wait for her clothes to dry before letting her change them, but Hachi didn't care, so she changed them directly and put on a Sato Miwako's coat was about to get off the car: "Did you find it?"

As soon as she said the words, she knew she didn't need to ask: there was a humanoid corpse on the bank of the river, motionless.

"It's really a murder case..." Mu Mu's police department had a stern expression.

Miwako Sato caught up and pushed Xiao Ba on the seat of the police car to prevent her from getting off: "Don't go there, children can't watch that kind of stuff."

I don't know the exact time of death of the deceased, but the corpse has already begun to look like a giant, and this kind of thing is really not suitable for minors to see.

Xiao Ba didn't struggle much, and sat down obediently: "Well, I will."

I hope the police can quickly solve the case - but this is basically impossible, otherwise how could Kudo Shinichi have the title of "the savior of the Japanese police"?

So Xiaoba hopes that the Mumu Police Department can quickly call Xinyi to solve the case. She doesn't want to spend the night with a ghost...

He lived up to Xiao Ba's expectations, and soon, the figure of a high school student detective appeared on the bank of the river: "Good evening, Megure Police Department!"

Seeing the figure in the blue Didan high school uniform blending into the busy police officers, Xiao Ba relaxed a little with his trust in the elementary school student of death, and finally remembered one thing: "By the way, who killed it?" you?"

With the correct answer beside her, why should she wait for the police to solve the case?

The wet Mr. Ghost squatted obediently at a distance of no more than ten meters from Xiaoba. Hearing the sound, he raised his head, his eyes full of confusion: "I don't know..."

Xiaoba: "...???"

Under normal circumstances, the souls of abnormal deaths such as homicides and accidents stay in the world due to the grievance of the sudden interruption of life, and they will linger on the culprit who caused the interruption of their life that has not yet reached the end, that is, the murderer.

However, if the deceased was unconscious when he died, or if he did not see the murderer's face - such as stabbing the deceased with a knife in the back and leaving the scene before the spirit formed by the deceased regained consciousness, then the poor deceased was full of resentment and could not vent , can only become the ground-bound spirit at the place where he died, unable to move, until one day he was discovered by a passing priestess monk.

Or before that, feel the call of the cat and blood, and go to ask for help...

——Obviously, after seeing the murderer's "copy answer" at a glance during the day, what Xiao Ba encountered tonight was the second situation, a fully open question type with no correct answer for reference.

Recalling the settings he made in order to increase the difficulty of reasoning for the protagonist so as to make the ups and downs of the plot more readable, Xiao Hachi looked at Shinichi Kudo who was communicating with the Megure Police Department and found the details, and looked at the squatting Ten meters away, Mr. Ghost stared eagerly at him, lost in thought:

Is it still too late to go back in time and chop off the hand of the idiot who wrote this idiot setting?