The lover that gravity makes is wrong

Never underestimate your pillow person.

This is probably the talent that women all over the world have——

When the husband cheats, no matter how perfect the concealment is, the wife can always become Sherlock Holmes and discover the truth in countless small clues.

The husband's mobile phone was always with him, and his behavior of avoiding people to answer the phone quickly attracted the attention of Etsuko Furukawa, also known as Etsuko Anjo.

In addition, the other party often stays out at night due to business trips, and a large amount of savings at home has been withdrawn and consumed...

Etsuko Anjo, who had already thought about divorce, wisely chose to remain silent, and instead sought the help of a private detective.

According to her plan, in the end it was nothing more than to find evidence of her husband Yasuo Furukawa's infidelity in marriage, and take advantage of the situation to force the other party to sign a divorce agreement and leave the house.

But one month later, the private investigator gave evidence that the husband frequently visited the casino and met with a man.

Gambling debt?Or betrayal?

Facing the detective's sympathetic eyes, Etsuko Ancheng felt a little ridiculous, and even couldn't help laughing.

It seemed that the doubt had been resolved, but her intuition told Etsuko Anjo that something was wrong.

The killing intent in a person's eyes cannot be hidden.

Etsuko Anjo stared silently at the photo on the coffee table, and when she turned her head occasionally, her husband's flashing eyes kept zooming in her mind.

When cooking in the kitchen, when drying clothes on the balcony, when she leaned out of the window to check.

The cold gaze from behind, like a maggot attached to the bone, followed like a shadow.

There was even one time when Etsuko Ancheng woke up in the middle of the night, she could see her husband lying beside her, staring quietly at her.

Every time I think of it, I shudder.

Etsuko Ancheng pondered for a moment, and decided to investigate by herself.

After getting the information of the man who met Yasuo Furukawa, Etsuko Anjo asked out the other's wife out of some inexplicable intuition.

As I said, never underestimate the person next to your pillow.

When necessary, they are the best detectives in the world.

The two women guessed each other's intentions just by meeting each other.

It's just that none of them thought that their husband's beating turned out to be a more disgusting and vicious idea.

"He bought me a life insurance." Ancheng Etsuko said.

"What a coincidence."

Oda Miwako on the opposite side twitched the corners of her mouth, but couldn't help but smile, "Guess how much my insurance compensation is?"

On that day, two women with outstanding temperament sat for a long time in the coffee shop they met.

Until the sun in the sky slanted to the west, the blood-colored afterglow of the sunset fell on their fingers.

The ring of the ring finger is extremely glaring under the setting sun and light, like a blood-stained blade.

In the silence that was quieter than death, Etsuko Ancheng opened his mouth, and squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "What do you think?"

how to think?

Miwako Oda's seat was facing the window, and the light shone from behind her. Her whole body was hidden in the light, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.

"We have no real evidence, not to mention that they haven't taken any action yet. It can be said to be a joke. The police may not accept it. The worst result is to wipe out the snakes. The credit is lost."

"Divorce is also unrealistic, and it's easy to irritate those two beasts."

A cold voice came from Oda Miwako's mouth, and Etsuko Anjo looked at the woman with cold eyes, feeling a little dazed.

It's hard to imagine that this was the gentle and melancholy housewife half a day ago.

Divorce is indeed a bad move.

This is Japan, where even a court injunction cannot be applied. They don't want to use their lives to prove the two murderous beasts. They will abide by the law and not destroy their chances of life.

People are scary, especially when they are forced into a desperate situation, they will always burst out with frightening thoughts.

"It's better to use an eye for an eye than just sit and wait for death. It just so happens that they even prepared a plan for us—"

Miwako Oda and Etsuko Anjo looked at each other, and the murderous intent in their eyes was exactly the same.

*****

After confirming the plan, the next step is just secretly waiting for the opportunity.

As her husband wished, Etsuko Anjo boarded the flight from Hakodate to Yokohama. On the other hand, Miwako Oda also took advantage of the situation, pretending to be caught in an urgent matter and unable to participate in the three-day trip that she signed up for.

In order to make the plan more smooth, Miwako Oda also deliberately chose the right time to dial her husband's phone and question her about her gambling debts.

Sure enough, Hideaki Oda, conscious of the incident, chose to apologize on the phone——

"I'm sorry...forgive me, I'm also desperate..."

Oda Miwako's original intention was to increase her husband's psychological pressure and make him act wrong.

It's just that I didn't expect that these words were heard by the tour guide of the tour group. On the contrary, it further confirmed the possibility of the other party "suicide with gambling debts".

It can only be said that even God is on their side.

On the plane, Etsuko Anjo thought with a smile.

Soon, they will be able to get rid of these two scumbags and start a new life.

That idiot Naruko, when she returns to Saitama, she must give her a good lesson, and then pull her to find Renta together.

The six of them have been stuck in the past long enough, it's time to get out.

Ancheng Etsuko was quietly planning the future in her heart, but she did not expect that in the end, the gods would still not be on her side.

****

Etsuko Ancheng boasted that her plan was perfect, but she didn't expect to be seen through by a man who claimed to be a detective novelist.

As if the other party had seen it with his own eyes, he revealed the scheme of Etsuko Anjo and Miwako Oda to the bottom, and even the details were accurate.

It's really unlucky, why did it happen to be on this flight.

No, from another perspective, maybe she should be lucky.

The brown-haired woman thought absently, and the expression on her face became weaker and weaker with Yusaku Kudo's reasoning.

Nakahara Chuya's gaze swept over Ancheng Etsuko's face.

There is no need for any evidence anymore, just based on the woman's reaction at this time, the red-haired boy has already seen the final outcome.

Compared with the play of the murderer's dying struggle, at this moment, he cares about another thing more.

"I'm talking about the third son," Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked back, his cobalt blue pupils looked at the red-haired girl firmly,

"You guessed it a long time ago, that woman is the murderer."

Thinking about it now, what the other party said during the sketching sounded like he was confessing the funeral.

"kindness?"

The third son tilted his head, and blinked like a puppy with emerald green pupils.

"Stop pretending to be stupid!" Zhongyuan Zhong also flexed his knuckles, and angrily knocked on the table in front of the girl.

Seeing that she failed to be cute, the red-haired girl could only explain honestly,

"Well, I just found out a little bit. I'm not as powerful as Mr. Kudo. This can only be regarded as my ability to 'cheat'."

ability.

This is already the second time Sanzi mentioned it.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the red-haired girl and narrowed his eyes: "You guy, you really are—"

Before the red-haired boy could speak, he was interrupted by a series of crisp applause.

"Excellent plot, Mr. Kudo."

Naruko Anjo put down her clapping hands, lightly folded them on her knees, and said calmly,

"It is worthy of your claim to be a novelist, so let me cooperate a little bit. What about the evidence? The evidence that I killed that Mr. Oda?"

At this point, the brown-haired woman still politely called the deceased 'that Mr. Oda'.

It's as if they are really strangers who have nothing to do with each other, and the reasoning in Kudo Yusaku's mouth is just an excellent novel plot.

Everyone looked at Yusaku Kudo.

"dad……"

Kudo Shinichi looked up at his father, and couldn't hold back his sleeves.

By the way, I don’t know if it’s because he listened to Sanzi’s advice. Since his father’s reasoning, Kudo Shin, a little friend, has really followed Kudo Yusaku closely and never left.

Uh, this is probably the cub's intuition of crisis?

"That kind of thing should have been disposed of by you long ago, whether it's the fingerprints on the medicine bottle or the fingerprints on the changed water cup."

Yusaku Kudo said calmly.

"Well, that's such a pity."

Etsuko Anjo shook her head regretfully, without revealing any flaws.

But is there really no flaw?

Human beings are creatures who will leave clues as long as they act.

What's more, the more complicated the plan, the easier it is to leave loopholes.

"There is one detail in this case that I didn't mention, and that is your method of poisoning."

Yusaku Kudo looked directly at Naruko Anjo and said slowly,

"I'm curious, how can you be sure that Hideaki Oda will choose the poisonous glass of drinking water that is also provided by the plane meal?"

"But just now, I was sure."

The black-haired novelist walked up to the woman as he spoke, bent down and unscrewed the sealed mineral water bottle distributed by the stewardess, and poured it into Etsuko Anjo's paper cup.

The clear water slanted from the mouth of the bottle, making a gurgling sound in Kudo Yusaku's commentary,

"You don't need to think about which cup Hideaki Oda will choose, just paint all the paper cups by the seat with poison."

"Speaking of which, after talking for so long, Ms. Ancheng must be thirsty too, please."

Yusaku Kudo reached out and pushed the paper cup filled with clear water to Etsuko Anjo's hand.

The entire cabin fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Etsuko Anjo, waiting for her action.

Etsuko Anjo stared blankly at the paper cup in hand.

After a long time, she suddenly let out a "ha" and laughed.

"How did you find out?"

The brown-haired woman asked softly, implying that she acknowledged Kudo Yusaku's reasoning.

"It's a seat."

Kudo Yusaku nodded the seat under the opponent.

Etsuko Ancheng frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I noticed that since the incident, Miss Ancheng has never left her seat, even this young girl..."

The detective novelist glanced at Takahashi Miya who was still sitting beside Etsuko Anjo,

"Even though Ms. Takahashi Meiye is sitting next to you with a terrified face, you deliberately avoid the clean paper cups at hand and choose to ask the stewardess for new ones. You don't want others, including Ms. Takahashi, to misunderstand you. Food poisoning, right?"

"Etsuko..."

Takahashi Miya murmured at Etsuko Anjo with a complicated expression.

At this moment, the half-drunk water glass in the young girl's hand was exactly what Etsuko Ancheng asked the flight attendant for.

"Heh... just because of this..."

Ancheng Etsuko showed a self-deprecating smile.

In the end, it turned out to be dragged down by this.

"I thought, you would at least say something, Oda Hideaki's cell phone is in my bag or something, thanks to my preparation."

The brown-haired woman said, taking out two identical mobile phones from her sports bag.

It seems that when he intends to be found out, he has the same one as himself to fool him.

Kudo Yusaku was silent for a moment, then said: "Miss Ancheng, you are a kind woman, you should have a better choice."

"yes."

Ancheng Etsuko smiled flatly when he heard the words, "It doesn't matter anymore, our life is already over."

This was just an ordinary exclamation, but the eyebrows of Kudo Yusaku and Nakahara Chuya twitched uncontrollably.

There is always a sense that something big is about to happen.

As if to prove that their intuition was correct, the second after Etsuko Anjo's voice landed——

With a bang, there was a loud bang like a gunshot from the front first-class cabin.

In a daze, the first-class passengers rushed out screaming, holding their heads in their hands.

"Someone's been stabbed—!"

"Dynamite! They have dynamite!"

There were shouts of fear one after another, and two tall adult men appeared in front of everyone.

One of them raised a weapon and shouted to the passengers to shut up.

And the one in the back was looking fiercely and quietly at the crowd, with bombs strapped to his body.

As if the situation wasn't bad enough, the plane, which was flying smoothly, suddenly shook violently like an earthquake.

In the chaos, only Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed that the red-haired girl beside him was not surprised.

As if she had expected it, the girl calmly closed the sketchbook, she raised her head, her emerald green pupils looked at the clock on the cabin wall——

“2002年8月2日7点15分23秒，时间到。”