Chapter 900 Hattori Heiji: Feeling excluded
“It’s ridiculous to say that it meets the requirements of Koshien when you change into a school uniform.” Pulling on the clothes on his body, Hattori Heiji put them down. Zui still responded to the PD's call and walked out.
Being a student is not a bonus for the detective. He has never been the type to like wearing school uniforms, not to mention that his high school has very strict uniform requirements and does not allow casual modifications. Planted.
“Since we said it’s Koshien, we should have a bit of youthful vigor.” Standing at the door of the dressing room, Hakuba raised his eyes and smiled, “Isn’t it nice to dress like this?”
"...Why didn't you change your clothes?" Hattori Heiji looked at Hakuba Tan, who was still wearing a suit and striped shirt, and his brows jumped, "It sounds like it's true."
"Ah, because I didn't go to high school in China. The school I studied in did not have any requirements for uniforms. I usually wear casual clothes when I go to school." Baima Tan spread his hands, "If you don't believe me, you can look at my interviews and cases abroad. In the photos at the scene, I’ve always been dressed like this.”
“But haven’t you already transferred back to another school? Don’t you have a school uniform in your school?” Hattori Heiji’s thick black eyebrows were twitching now, and he was even more unconvinced. He said casually, "Isn't the uniform of Ekoda High School similar to mine?"
"Oh? You are quite concerned about my movements, Hattori-kun." Hakuba smiled with his teeth, "I have just officially enrolled in school. I haven't received my school uniform yet, so of course I don't have to wear it."
Hattori Heiji wanted to turn around and take out his spare school uniform and say, "Wear mine." Look at Hakuba Tan's expression. , at any rate, I held it back.
Perhaps it’s because this guy looks like a fusion of Kudo Shinichi and Akechi Goro. Not only does he have Kudo’s arrogance of not taking anyone seriously, he also has the common arrogance of Akechi Goro. Pretending, there is a feeling of being particularly disgusting when the annoying characteristics are combined...
"Instead of criticizing me, you might as well look over there first." Bai Ma Tan raised his chin, indicating that he should pay attention to the person coming out on the other side, "Although I can understand that this is because he is not in school now, so naturally he has no school uniform to wear. , but he is more extreme than me, right?”
At the other end of the corridor, Tang Ze, carrying his suitcase completely intact, walked over slowly and bent his head while facing the gazes of several people. Eyes smiled: "What's wrong, everyone, are you waiting for me to appear?"
"Don't be narcissistic about you." Hattori Heiji crossed his arms rudely, "Since you don't have a school uniform to wear, Why are you running back to the dressing room?"
"Huh? I'm wearing a school uniform." Tang Ze opened his eyes in surprise and turned around, "Why, I can't see the difference. "Maybe I am too lazy."
Hattori Heiji frowned and looked at him hard. After looking at him for a long time, he really saw a difference.
"Is this the badge of your school you are wearing? Also, the shirt inside this..."
"Yes, this is the badge of my alma mater." Tang Ze fiddled with the black and white badge on the collar, and then Pulling off the collar, revealing the white shirt underneath, "I went to high school in a private school that didn't admit students, and the dress requirements were strict. I got used to it, and even after I graduated from high school, I've been wearing this outfit all the time... I can't tell, but you pay attention to me. Hattori-kun, I recognized it right away. "
"...That's because you've only been wearing this outfit. !" Hattori Heiji couldn't bear it anymore and said loudly, "You guys are the ones, can you be less self-righteous!"
Is he an important judge or some attractive girl? Why do the two of them like to say that he pays attention to them so much? !
"Wow, are you arguing so quickly? You're so energetic." Tokijin Junya made a gesture of covering his ears and came closer to them, "What, it turns out that your clothes are all the same He is so handsome that I feel a little unconfident.”
He is wearing a gray-blue suit similar to Kudo Shinichi, which is also a common style of uniform in Japanese high schools. In addition, his appearance does not stand out among the handsome guys. Standing between two foreigners who rely on him Next to the detective with his eyes open and talking nonsense in the background, it is indeed slightly inferior.
After saying this, Tokijin Junya himself realized that what he had just said was a little timid, and he couldn't help but change his face, and quickly changed the topic: "Isn't there another person to talk about? Where is the last person? Okay. Wait, is the school uniform style too complicated? "
"Aren't all the clothes in China similar? At most, some schools will use overalls or something. It's complicated..." Hattori Heiji shook his head and glanced around, seeing him walking from the locker room on the other side. The eyes of those who came out couldn't help but bulge.
Wait, wait, this is the women's locker room, right...?
Koshimizu Nanatsuki was arranging his scarf a little unfamiliarly. When he saw everyone's gazes on him, he was stunned and instinctively looked at the time: "Hey, did it take so long? Sorry, too much It’s a bit leisurely.”
Pressing the corner of his mouth with his fist, Tangze coughed to cover up.
Although Karasawa mentally translated Koshizui Nanatsuki's current self-identification as "xiaosheng" in order to distinguish his self-identification, Koshimi Nanatsuki's self-identification as "boku" is actually a self-identification commonly used by men.
Buboku, in the Japanese self-identification system, is a relatively less rough and gentle male self-identification, so it is translated as "xiaosheng", in order to emphasize individuality and emphasize that he is not a weak girl in the traditional sense. , some young women also use this self-identification.
Koshizui Nanatsuki said this just to create the image of a young, energetic and out-of-the-box character for herself, as close as possible to the identity of a high school student. After all, she is actually 20 years old and a college student. Coming.
But with her more neutral voice and appearance, guys like Hattori Heiji must not have recognized that she is actually a girl at first glance.
Koshimi Nanatsuki adjusted his scarf and tugged at the hem of his skirt, seemingly troubled: "There are so many high school rules for junior students, and it's quite troublesome to dress according to the requirements. The length of the skirt must reach the knees. 3-5 cm, the scarf must be tied symmetrically, and black socks must be worn uniformly. Hair is not allowed to be permed or dyed. Makeup is allowed but eyebrows are not trimmed... Hey, I was not born with black hair, so I was warned by many teachers. Warning..."
She was trying to explain her uncomfortable and slow changing speed, but the shocked Hattori Heiji didn't focus on that at all.
"You, you are..." You turn out to be a woman...
Realizing that the second half of the sentence was particularly rude, Hattori Heiji reluctantly swallowed it. He glanced around at everyone present from the corner of his eyes.
Kudo, him, and the one named Tokizu Junya, all looked like they couldn't come back to their senses for a while, but Goro Akechi and Tan Hakuba just smiled, as if they had expected this. .
So Hattori Heiji immediately maintained his momentum and changed the subject: "You are on a show now, not at school, so it doesn't matter if you relax a little."
Koshimizu Nanatsuki brushed his bangs, Very troubled: "It's hard to say. If after the show is broadcast, they say that I have tarnished the school's image, then I will have to write an inspection for them on the last show..."
"Ha, that's too exaggerated. Well..."
"Who knows..." Koshizui Nanatsuki shrugged, looking over the shoulders of several people, and met Karasawa's eyes vaguely.
This plan was planned by Nanatsuki Koshizu from the beginning to the end, but after being handled by Goro Akechi and Reina Mizuna, it transformed into the handiwork of Kudo Shinichi.
She didn't mind the issue of authorship rights. After all, according to her plan, this variety show was going to be a huge success. Overtly and covertly, she actually cheated the Japanese TV station and made them pay but got nothing. In this way It can also reduce the real murderer's defensiveness, mistakenly believing that the puzzle that coincides with the case is an unintentional move by Kudo Shinichi. She is mainly worried that the TV station's arbitrary opinions will affect her original plan.
She must let the real murderer show his ugly face in front of the camera, admit his incompetence and mistakes, and correct the previous direction of the criminal investigation. Only then can she have any hope of completely rescuing her friend.
At this time, nothing can go wrong...
Tang Ze gave her a calm look in return and clicked on his watch.
He had taken advantage of his authority to go online, making Reina Mizuno mistakenly believe that he had a deeper purpose in running this show, and thus transferred control to himself in disguise.
Although there are many variables, the direction of the variety show will still be in their hands.
Thinking of this, Tangze glanced back vaguely.
There, Matsuda Jinpei, who was dressed as an ordinary TV station staff member, was pretending to help Shimabukuro Kimie carry the props, and as he walked past them, he silently attached the prepared listening device. On Tokijin Junzai's clothes.
"Okay, according to the process, the next step should be to wait for Miss Rena Minami to come to us." After clicking his watch, Karasawa pretended to recall the process, "However, it's this time Why hasn’t she come yet?”
"Ah, Miss Host? She should still be in her dressing room when I just came out." Koshimizu Nanatsuki turned his head and looked at the women's dressing room behind him, "I'll go and ask."
She took the first step and knocked politely on the door. After three times, there was no response.
"It's strange. Before I came out, I saw that she was still inside..." She said, grabbing the door handle with gesture, then frowning, lowering her head and looking at the palm of her hand.
Some reddish-brown moist liquid appeared on her palms and was flowing along her palm lines, not solidifying at all.
"The doorknob is stained with blood!" She frowned and turned to look at the person behind her, "This room is locked. Do you have a spare key or something?"
"There is no such thing. This is the dressing room and the women's changing room. Considering personal privacy, of course it can only be locked from the inside." The staff next to him waved his hands quickly.
"That's troublesome. If the dressing room has the same structure as ours, it should have only two windows for ventilation, right?" Baima Tan held his chin, "It is directly connected to the ventilation duct. It’s still so high up in the corridor. It’s hard to confirm the situation.”
“It’s hard to confirm the situation now, in case something really happens...” Tokijin Junya said with a serious expression. As if he immediately entered the state of solving the case, "Let's find a ladder and look at the size of the ventilation duct..."
Before he could continue, he saw Hattori Heiji folding his elbows. Without saying a word, Heshen slammed into the door.
Having seen blood, these people can still discuss how to observe the internal situation so calmly. I can't help but sit still!
"Hey, you...! What if Miss Minashi is changing clothes...!" Koshizui Nanatsuki shouted, but it was too late to stop him.
The door of the dressing room is open in everyone's sight, and the door connecting the dressing room is also open.
In the direction facing away from them, a familiar figure was lying in front of the makeup mirror. Her curly hair and high ponytail, as well as the clothes she had just seen, were all there. It proved that Nanatsuki Koshizui was right, Reina Mizuna was indeed sitting in the dressing room.
Behind her, a sharp blade with cold light was inserted into her back. The blood flowed down her clothes and covered the stool under her. A small pool of blood had gathered on the ground. .
"Oh my God, Miss Minashi! Hey, Minashi..." Hattori Heiji opened his eyes wide, raised his feet and wanted to rush in, but was pulled by the white horse behind him.
Akechi Goro also had an equally leisurely posture. Looking ahead at what looked like a murder scene, he smiled playfully.
“Fake.” Seeing Hattori Heiji’s puzzled gaze, Karasawa said softly, “I told you, I am very sensitive to the smell of blood.”
After saying that, Karasawa His eyes turned and looked at Tokijin Junya with interest.
Everyone is moving forward. Even the white horse detective who has discovered the clues knows that this is probably a part of the program team's design. He observes the surroundings naturally and strives to obtain information.
Only this guy with oily hair and pink noodles, who originally liked to show off his presence, turned pale and couldn't help but take two steps back.
Of course he had to back off, because he must have recalled some familiar scenes.
This is the first level for Junya Tokatsu after Karasawa revised the script for Mizumu Reina.
A year ago, in a seaside resort in Hokkaido, a woman was stabbed to death by a murderer from behind while changing her swimsuit in the changing room. The door was locked, and the last person to leave the room insisted that , the deceased was still alive when he left.
There is no doubt that this is a suspenseful secret room murder case, and it is also the beginning of Tokatsu Junya's fame.
He became famous locally by cracking this case... If he really cracked the truth at that time.
The murderer of the case was determined to be the third to last girl who left the room, and was also the best friend who went on vacation with the deceased. Although there were some flaws in the evidence, the prosecutor accepted Junya Tokizu's statement and has prosecuted the murderer.
And this is what Tangze thinks is the first unjust case he has made.
(End of this chapter)