After the soul is driven out of the body [Comprehensive]

Shuqi handed the letter in her hand to Fuji Zhouzhu, "The name of the person who wrote the letter was not left on the letter, but I guess it should be someone trusted by the Huajing family, otherwise how would I know that the Huajing family is watching him."

"Not necessarily, what if the person who wrote the letter is lying?" Echizen Ryoma walked to the window, the glass was covered with dust, the outside was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Shuqi shrugged, "Whether you tell a lie or not, this person is someone Nakata Yumo trusts, and he also knows Hanai Ryoka's family members, so Nakata Yumo believed her (him) words." She paused suddenly After a while, he grinned and said: "But your assumption is very good. If you lie, then the person who wrote the letter is the murderer."

"What smell?" Fujisuke frowned, took a deep breath, "gasoline."

Shuqi shrugged her nose, and there was indeed a faint smell in the air, "Very faint gasoline smell, it seems that we have passed 10 minutes, and the temperature in the lower bedroom will rise, and then catch fire." Shuqi said Stepping out of the door, "Echizen, you should go to bed first."

"There shouldn't be 10 minutes. When I came in, I looked at the clock above the living room, and now it's only 15 minutes." Echizen Ryoma followed her, pointing to the clock on the sofa.

Shuqi frowned slightly, her eyes moved up and down from the clock, and looked at Takeshi Momoshiro's terrible sleeping appearance on the sofa, with one foot on the coffee table and the other on the sofa, her body tilted, as if she would fall off at any moment, And he slept in the middle of the sofa, the sofa was not big, and Takeshi Momoshiro's body was very long, there was no place for Echizen Ryoma to lie down.

She looked back at Echizen Ryoma, and joked: "So you weren't woken up just because of us, you can sleep on the floor, anyway, this is just a dream, and it's not dirty."

Echizen Ryoma lowered his eyes, and habitually reached out to press the duckbill cap on his head, but found nothing. He was not wearing a cap at all, "I don't want to sleep." He put his hand down quickly.

"It's up to you. I don't think this dream is so easy to interpret. Today is the third day, and maybe there will be... a few more days."

Echizen Ryoma raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Yeah." His voice was so small that maybe only he could hear it.

Shuqi strode into the room and took a deep breath. Neither the temperature nor the smell changed. "The fire started in this room. In any case, the gasoline smell is stronger here."

Shuqi and Echizen Ryoma looked at each other, then hurried back to the study, only to see Fujisuke squatting and knocking on the cabinet under the bookshelf.

"What's wrong with this cabinet?" Shuqi asked.

The two cabinets under the bookshelves were empty, with nothing in them, so she just glanced at them and didn't pay attention.

"The smell of gasoline comes from here, and I found that the inside of the cabinet seems to be hollow." Fuji Shusuke stood up, walked to the right side of the bookshelf, and put his hand on a third of the cabinet.

From Shuqi's point of view, he placed it at the bottom of the bookcase.

"The area of ​​the cabinet below this is one-third less. I just knocked a few times and found that the inside is hollow."

"Secret compartment?" Shuqi's eyes lit up, she squatted down immediately, and knocked hard on the cabinet a few times, the sound was indeed different from knocking on solid wood.

"Yes, this secret compartment can be moved left and right, but it seems to be stuck. I'll find something to bump into..." Before Fuer Zhou could finish speaking, he heard a "bang", and saw Shuqi One of his hands had broken a hole, and the hand stuck in.

The pungent gasoline smell came over my face, "It smells really bad." Shuqi pushed the wood away with both hands, revealing a barrel of gasoline inside. The bottle cap should not be tight, and a little gasoline leaked out.

Fuer Zhouzhu's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, into the shape of a crescent moon, "...I didn't expect you to be so strong, why didn't I realize it before." You must know that no matter how hard he hammered just now, it was useless.

Could it be that his strength has diminished?

Shuqi smiled coyly, "Probably... after I became a ghost, my strength became stronger." She used to pretend to be lively and cute in front of Fuji Zhousuke, as her male god, how could she show her rude side? .

Echizen Ryoma also squatted down and took out the gasoline bottle, "It should be that you just moved this cabinet, so the gasoline is poured out, so we can smell this smell. When I was in this room yesterday, I had to wait at least 10 minutes before I could smell it. Smell that smell."

Echizen Ryoma's eyes sank slightly, and he put the bottle on the ground, "The murderer must be very familiar with Nakata Yumo, otherwise it would be impossible to know that there is a hidden compartment here, and put the murder weapon here, so bold."

"And it was placed after this cabinet was moved." Shu Qi stood up, patted the dust on her body, and looked at the dark window next to her, "Maybe it was the person who wrote the letter, regardless of whether the envelope said it was right or wrong, Blocking the window in this way is very beneficial for him (her) to commit crimes."

"Let's make a hypothesis." Fujisuke walked over to the desk, "If the murderer is the person who wrote the letter, she would have come here at least once before the murder, put the gasoline in the secret compartment within seven days, and did not cause Nakata At the end of the day, I realized that the hidden space should be good at that time."

"On the day of the murder, he (she) must faint Nakata Yumo." He picked up the water glass that was poured on the table. The voice must have been quite loud when the secret compartment was opened, and she could only be so unscrupulous if she was stunned by Yumo Nakata, the murderer should be a woman, no matter in terms of handwriting or modus operandi, it doesn't look like a man."

Listening to Fujisuke's analysis, Shu Qi habitually bit her fingernails, "I remembered." Shu Qi's excited voice became agitated, "Yesterday when I saw Nakata Yumo sitting on the bed, His body was bowed, his head was so low that he couldn't see his face. Later, when he caught fire, he couldn't even cry out. He was in great pain. It took about a while before he screamed. This may be after drinking the medicine. sequelae."

Echizen Ryoma said: "I think the murderer is the person who wrote the letter. Do you still remember why we guessed why Nakata Yumo didn't go to Nanlin to burn himself? Or why the murderer didn't move Nakata Yumo's body to Nanlin? Nakata Youmo is under surveillance, she (he) had no choice but to choose the location here instead of Nanlin, something must have happened at that time, Nakata Youmo was in a hurry to leave."

"If the Hanai family really sent people to monitor Nakata Yumo, no one would know about Hanai Ryoka's death, or the murderer exposed it with a fake suicide note. Ryoka Hanai, why did the murderer take so much trouble to tell everyone?" Shu Qi really can't figure this out, don't you usually want to hide a murder?

Fuji Zhousuke frowned, "Maybe it's for a sense of ritual or a sense of accomplishment. Ordinary perverts or serial killers leave some marks at the murder scene, don't they? This murderer must be a very rigorous person who likes sad and tragic stories."

As soon as Fujisuke finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook, like an earthquake. The three of them hurriedly supported the wall beside them, and the vibration became stronger and stronger, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.

"What's going on?!!" Takeshi Momoshiro was so shaken that he rolled off the sofa and shuddered, "You..."

The ground suddenly collapsed, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" In a trance, she seemed to hear a voice.

"Find Liangxiang..." The ethereal voice seemed to come into her mind, it was a man's voice.

Shuqi couldn't tell where the sound came from or whose it belonged to, and the feeling of falling disappeared.

The four of them stood firmly on the ground, just like the fake one that fell just now. There was no pain, only the heart that seemed to be jumping out of their throats, and the sense of panic and panic had not yet stabilized.

Shu Qi held her beating heart and took a few deep breaths, her feet were weak, and she sat down on the ground. "Did you just hear the man's voice?"

Takeshi Momoshiro also lay down directly, "Find Liangxiang?" His voice was a little shrill, he coughed a few times, squeezed his throat, "What's going on? Whose voice is it? Where is it here?" The voice changed back to Normal.

It was dark all around, Shuqi looked up and saw the sky through the densely packed branches, the dark night, the stars were sparse, the faint moonlight fell on the ground, the breeze was blowing gently, blowing the surrounding branches, came The rustling sound was like a ghost.

Because she was overly frightened just now, a little cold sweat flowed from her body, and when the cold wind blew, Shu Qi couldn't help shivering, shaking her body, "It's so cold."

"It should be Yusuke Nakata's voice," Fuji Shusuke said.

Echizen Ryoma walked through several trees. There was an open space with a circular pond in the middle. The water surface was very clear and clean, reflecting the sparse stars in the sky. Only a few leaves fell on the water. "There is a pond here."

"Pond?" Shu Qi stood up abruptly, and walked towards Echizen Ryoma, "Isn't this the Nanlin of Lantang College? Combined with Nakata Yumo's words just now, it wouldn't be for us to go into the water to find Ryo Hanai Let it smell good..." Shu Qi muttered in a low voice: "But if it was that simple, so many people wouldn't die."

Fuji Shusuke glanced at Takeshi Momoshiro, who was sitting on the ground tiredly, and stretched out his hand, "Is it OK?"

Takeshi Momoshiro held his hand, stood up, and slapped off the leaves stuck to his buttocks, "It's okay, I'm not so sleepy anymore, have you solved the secret of that room?"

"Well, probably dream interpretation is to know how the murderer killed the two of them." Fuji Shusuke's tone was low, "We should now be at the place where Ryoka Hanai died—Nanlin."

Shuqi walked around the pond, looked at the surrounding trees, and said in a very positive tone: "This should be the Southern Forest three years ago. There are no weeds, and there is no dirty water. Shall we try to see if we can get out?"

"Well, look for any clues." Echizen Ryoma nodded, "Senior Fuji, should we split up or not?"

"Let's split up, two people in one team."

"Then Echizen and I are in the same team, and the two of you are in the same team." Shu Qi walked to Echizen Ryoma, "Go to this path." Pointing to the cobblestone-paved path behind her.

"Ah."

Echizen Ryoma glanced at Shu Qi in surprise, seeing that Shu Qi walked up the path without waiting for Zhou Zhu to answer, and urged, "Hurry up."

The secluded forest is completely different from what Shuqi saw before. The changes in the past three years still seem to be quite big, but the wind at night is a bit cool.

Fortunately, Shuqi was still wearing the clothes before she left her body. It was still January, so they were long-sleeved. The top was blue plaid with a bear, and the pants were black jeans.

Echizen Ryoma was miserable, his pajamas were short-sleeved, although it was not obvious on the face, Shu Qi still noticed that his body was a little stiff.

"There seems to be a light ahead." Shu Qi quickened her pace, ran straight up, rushed out of the woods, and saw a villa in front of her, the iron gate was tightly closed, and the lights of the entire building of the villa were on, " Strange? Why isn't it a school?"

"What's going on?!" Momoshiro Takeshi exclaimed from behind, "We just took the path opposite to you, and it was a straight path, how did we meet you when we came out?"

Echizen Ryoma looked at the villa in front of him, "This should be the home where the flowers bloom and cool fragrance, let's go in."

"The cause of Ryoka Hanai's death is at her home? But she obviously..." Takeshi Momoshiro frowned in confusion.

"Maybe it's not the cause of death that needs to be solved this time." Fujisuke's tone was very calm, without any fear at all.

"The key point is to find the murderer and restore what happened three years ago." When Shu Qi said this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but wanted to turn up. This was much more fun than the escape and decryption games she played before.