Chapter 998 Professionally demands your life
"...So this is why you are still with Lihua Sijing. You want to know the truth."
After Yizhilong finally packed up his emotions and straightened his back again, Tang Ze did not turn to see him, but just handed over the handkerchief silently and asked Yizhilong to pack up his face that was crying.
"Yes, I want to know the truth. Of course, I know that there is no evidence for those things. Even if Sijing Lihua personally admits that it was done by herself, even if I use various means to record and record, these things cannot be used as evidence for the presentation."
Yitsuo took his neatly folded handkerchief and wiped his face randomly. The suffocating sound came from his fingers, like a drowning person.
Tang Ze nodded and asked softly: "So, are you eager for the truth? Or...?"
Yizhi's movement of wiping her face paused.
The many conversations before were all laid the groundwork, and only then did it really come to the key part.
What does Yizhilong want for a simple truth, or the revenge released?
He fell into silence, and Tang Ze did not urge him, and also maintained a kind of considerate quietness and silence, allowing the other party to think slowly.
Yizhilong's dilemma is obvious. He will take such an extreme path, which is inseparable from his distress over the past two years.
From the fact that Rika Shiyi and Yuji Nikaido are murdering.
Sakaya Yaeko was instructed by her grandmother to take care of Shijing Rika, so she would ride a kayak alone to save people in such bad weather.
However, what she didn't expect was that at that time, Rika Shiyi, who had already had an ambiguous relationship with Yuji Nikaido, was not alone on the island, and Yuji Nikaido was also there.
They snatched the life jackets from Yaeko's body. In order to escape responsibility, they did not even tell the others about Yaeko's whereabouts, which made her lose her last chance to be rescued.
It is inevitable for human nature to be greedy for life and fear of death. Although the face of robbing survival resources is ugly, it is still in an understanding state.
However, after returning to safety, in order to cover up this face, the two insisted that they did not see their life-saving benefactor, which led to Yaeko who lost her life jacket and died in the sea. This is another matter.
The above is just about Yaeko's death itself, and this is the part about the deceased.
But death is never just the deceased's own affairs, the impact that happens to the living is what really drives Yizhilong crazy.
Yaeko went over with her life jacket alone, and the two trapped people came back in life jackets as if nothing had happened. Did only Yizhi Takashi doubt what was going on?
No one is a fool, and they all know the style of Shiyi Rika. From Takuya Mifun's secret attitude, we can see that the members of the yacht club present that day had more or less guessed what had happened on the small reefs on the isolated island.
But except for Hiroshi Takashi, who is his lover with Yaeko, everyone else is afraid of the power of Hiroshi Rika. They pretend to have not discovered anything and tacitly skipped the truth itself.
As time goes by, Yizhilong will definitely feel the helpless pain more and more.
He will realize more and more clearly that even if the truth is discovered, even if he forces them to admit the truth in person, it may not be helpful if he does not take extreme measures.
The law cannot determine the crime for such self-reported cases. Even if the case is really investigated, the Sijing Group will not allow the president's only daughter to be sentenced. It is indeed true that they did not kill Qiwei Yaeko without subjective intentional killing...
At the end, except for moral condemnation, even if the truth is investigated, it cannot be changed, which is one of the reasons for his pain.
"What else can I do besides knowing the truth?" Yizhilong smiled self-deprecatingly.
Does he ask him to give a detective who solved countless cases and became famous in Tokyo with his wisdom, saying that he wants to kill the two culprits?
Forget it, it would be good if you don’t become a detective.
Thinking that Akichigoro could find him just by changing his attitude, the conversation reached such a deep and keen level, and being able to execute a good plan before becoming a performance may be considered a success.
"Don't be so discouraged, Mr. Yizhilong." Tang Ze hung a faint smile and said meaningfully, "The effect of the truth is sometimes unexpected."
After saying this, he did not take back the handkerchief from Yizhilong's hand, stood up, and finally patted Yizhilong's shoulders as comfort, and stood up and walked back into the villa.
After listening to the whole process, Conan hurriedly tiptoed and prepared to drill in the direction of the lounge, but unexpectedly he was stopped after taking two steps. "Stop hiding, kids, you've seen you." Tang Ze stared at Conan hiding behind the potted tree with precision, and told him clearly that he had discovered him, and sighed in his heart.
I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but I always feel that Conan’s breath seems to have made progress again.
If you don’t open your third eye, it’s really hard to find out if you rely on your naked eyes. It’s almost become invisible to psychology. "You seem to be staring at me tonight." As he complained in his heart, Tang Ze's disguise was still in place, "What's wrong? Are you worried about what I'm doing to them? Don't worry, I'm not so crazy yet, and I won't do it in front of the detectives."
Conan slowly moved out from the potted plant, looked at Tang Ze's expression, and couldn't help but press down on his eyebrows: "So if there was no detective here, your choice might be different?"
Tang Ze did not answer this question, but just smiled without saying a word.
That's for sure.
There is no existence of Conan and others, and Tang Ze is now cooking a guy like Sijing Lihua and sprinkling water.
He can make Thomas Cindora, a guy who has been well protected by the embassy, disappear silently. The unprepared suburban manor of the Sijing family is simply the grave that Sijing Lihua chose for herself.
But if Kogoro Mouri doesn't come, can he accurately trigger the plot of Rika Shiyi's birthday party? Who knows? Anyway, Tang Ze dared not gamble.
It’s not that the term is not locked or shipped or it is wrong.
Alas, Dusk, Ai, Ito Mahiko...
A few words were expressed in his heart. After a silent smile on his face, Tang Ze seemed to answer, or to himself, muttering in a low voice: "In the face of cases, or cases that are about to happen, there are actually very few things that the detective can do. The detective may be able to stop the atrocities of the perpetrator, but what if he is a person who is determined to die and abandons himself?"
"You, what do you mean..." Conan suddenly widened his eyes.
What does this mean?
Is he referring to the discouraged Yizhilong, or is he concerned about what he means? Is this a simple feeling after the conversation, or a declaration of some kind of crime? What he wants to do, is he going to investigate the truth for Yizhilong, or is he going to do something even more exaggerated?
For example, if you use a few words to shake Yizhilong's heart and cry until he loses his control ability, what will it lead to?
After a sentence made Conan fall into a suspicion of suspicion, Tang Ze smiled implicitly, stopped answering, and turned around and walked back towards the lounge. "Hey, don't run away halfway... Hey, Aizhi, cough, Brother Aizhi, don't leave..."
The detective who was teased by Xiaoxiao ran away behind the target with unknown intentions, and therefore completely missed the reaction of Yizhitaka, who was still tidying up her appearance outside the villa.
Perhaps I felt embarrassed that I was crying like that in front of so many children, Yizhilong took deep breaths, adjusting his condition, intending to stay for a few more minutes, and wait until the redness on his face completely subsided before going back.
To alleviate the embarrassment, he packed his suit jacket and took the handkerchief in his hand and looked at it carefully.
After looking at it, Yizhilong noticed that something seemed to be written on the folded handkerchief.
As he unfolded the folded handkerchief, the lines of words were displayed in front of him, making him unable to help but open his red eyes that were already crying.
"Never forget that before God reveals the future of man, all human wisdom is contained in these two words: "wait" and "hope."
This, this is...! Ah, so, what he meant is...
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"No quarrel, right?" Seeing Akichigoro return to the lounge, Takumi Mifun said hello like a joke, "Don't say too much, Yizhi's mouth is stupid. If he can't argue with you, he may be scolded and cried." "You are too exaggerating, Mr. Mifun." Tang Ze bent his eyes, "I just saw that he was not in a good mood, so I asked for a little bit."
"Ah, the detective's desire to explore is right? OK. But I think it's hard for anyone to be in good mood for a few years to stay by Lihua." Takumi Mifune also rolled his eyelids, "It's really a shame that Nikaido and the others are still in the mood to surround her." "Your evaluation of her is very low." Tang Ze took a step closer, made a whispering look, and said in a low voice, "What did she do to you? Let's listen? Don't worry, I'm very strict." "You Just want to listen to gossip, let me see? "Tao Mifun glanced at him squintedly, and the expression on his face relaxed, obviously very useful for this kind of bad friend-like closeness. "It didn't do anything to me..."
The appearance is good and the wealth is amazing. A wedding book can get the helm of a large group. The conditions of Sijing Rika are really good. If Takuya Mifun knew about her at the beginning, she did not have any beautiful thoughts, so she looked down on him too highly.
However, after she became her playmate under her forced force, facing her uncovered nature, this secret expectation will soon turn to a strong disgust.
"I just think these people are really interesting. They actually hope that through Lihua Panzhe, the entire Sijing Group will not be strangled to death by her on the bed. They are all lucky." Shaking his head, Takuya Mifune concluded.
Seven-tailed Yaeko is not bad for Siyi Rika.
After all, she was just a grandmother who worked as a servant in the Sijing family for many years, and she did not sell herself to the Sijing family. Her blessings for Sijing Lihua were really a kind of care and care. But in Sijing Lihua's eyes, she probably really regarded Yaeko as an unnecessary servant and was inferior to herself, so she was indifferent to Yaeko's going to sea to save herself but died in the sea.
This is true for her life-savior. Can she still change her sex after getting married?
In the eyes of the president of Sijing, his daughter with a bad personality has no shortcomings. Even if she hurts others with her own harsh words and uses her own power to oppress others, it will be like a cat that stretches out her claws and scratches the furniture twice, just a cute play.
So even if Sijing Lihua really did anything to her future husband, the president of Sijing would only feel that her daughter was injustice and bullied in her marriage, which was a natural resistance. Not only would she not take it seriously, she would also help her whitewash the peace.
In short, trying to use marriage to control Rika Shiyi is an ignorant move that is impossible at all, which makes Takuya Mifune feel that this group of people, especially activists like Nikaido Yuji, are particularly stupid. "If you can, I really want them to experience what they will encounter in Lihua's hands in advance. All they save is the look of giving it to the bottom..." Takuya Mifune's complaints are quite rude.
When Tang Ze heard him say it, he looked at the direction of Nikaido Yuzi from the corner of his eyes, and the faint golden light spot floated.
What are you strangling to death on the bed? That should be a suffocation?
Yuji Nikaido, who picked up the snacks and sent them to his mouth with a coffee cup, suddenly froze.
A strong, terrifying suffocation invaded him in an instant, as if something heavy was pressing down on his throat, ruthlessly flattening his throat, squeezing the last trace of air out of his respiratory tract.
"Bang!"
The coffee cup in his hand fell to the ground. Yuji Nikaido grabbed his throat with both hands, his face instantly turned into a pig's liver color. He opened his mouth wide and tried hard to absorb the air, but it was just in vain. He quickly knelt down and hit his knee heavily on the white porcelain fragments he smashed out.
This pain will definitely make him shout on weekdays, but now he has no strength to speak. The suffocation of dying makes his tears and snot begin to surge outwards, his nails almost pinched into his skin in despair, and his face begins to become blue and purple.
"What's wrong, Nikaido!"
"Is the dessert stuck?!"
"Is it because of the cake roll, choked?"
The others surrounding him were shocked, both at a loss and ridiculous, and didn't know what to do for a moment. "It should be choking. Heimlik needs to be done. Please give in." Tang Ze walked over in two steps, announced loudly, and then stepped on Yuji Nikaido in one step without saying a word, pushed his legs forward, and pulled him up.
Then, without hesitation, he pressed his fist against the positioning point and gave Yuji Nikaido several punches.
Yuji Nikaido, who could not make any sound, grew up his mouth and his face became even more ferocious and painful, but no one, including the knowledgeable detectives, could criticize Akitoro's actions.
This is the most standard Heimlik first aid posture. Even if Tang Ze was actually beating him with Kyoji's real strength, he accidentally beat him to death, no one could say anything wrong when he went to court.
Takuya Mifun was stunned for two seconds and suddenly whistled.
I don't know whether he was sighing about his words or really praising them. In short, he said: "Wow, it looks very professional. You can do this too, Aizhijun, you deserve to be a genius detective."
After finally packing up, I walked to the door and couldn't get back to his senses: "..."
Looking at this scene blankly, Conan realized something: "..."
What's professional? Is professional killing you?
(This chapter ends)