Chapter 502 Ireland: You are playing a very new thing
When Suzuki Sonoko is at home, it is true that she never does housework, but simple self-care issues such as making the bed and tidying up her room are also impossible. stump her.
At most, her movements were a bit clumsy and not neat, so she arranged them very carefully.
So when there was a sound of something falling to the ground next door, she reacted quickly and raised her head suddenly.
"Teacher Yonehara?" She called tentatively, but received no response. She frowned and walked out of the room without thinking, preparing to go next door to see the situation.
"Suzuki-san, what's wrong?" Karasawa's voice rang at the right moment.
"Karasawa!" Relaxed instantly, Suzuki Sonoko immediately gave up her plan to walk into the room. She waited until Karasawa, who was walking downstairs from the other side, came in front of her, and then pointed at the half-covered door.
Karazawa, who knew exactly what he would see, first pushed Suzuki Sonoko back with his hand, then stepped forward and looked through the door.
"Go and call someone!" Unexpectedly, he saw the human body on the ground with long light-colored hair covering his face. Karasawa waved his hand, "Mr. Yonehara seems to have passed out!"
" Ah?! Oh, oh!" Suzuki Sonoko faintly caught sight of the light brown curly hair on the ground, following Karasawa's instructions almost instinctively, and turned around and ran towards the living room.
After her figure disappeared around the corner, Tang Ze looked back into the room and walked in the door.
As soon as he stood still behind the door, he immediately tilted his head and accurately predicted Yonehara Koko's panic attack. He raised his left hand and grasped it towards the right rear, intercepting the opponent's attempt to hit his mouth and nose. Covered palms.
At the same time, he stepped into the door with his heel and closed the door again.
"Teacher Yonehara, relax." He lowered his voice and said in a soft tone, "I'm not here to hinder you, I just hope that no innocent people will be hurt because of your eager revenge."
Yonehara Koko was shocked when he called out his identity. He released the strength from his hands, took half a step back, and looked at Karasawa again: "You, what on earth are you..."
Looking at the wind and snow pouring into the house through the cracked window, Karasawa turned around, looked at the short-haired Mihara Koko, and then looked at the body covered with her wig on the ground, and gave a reminder: "Are you sure to take the time?" Is it going to be spent on this? Suzuki-san will call someone over soon."
"You know my plan..." This was quickly apparent from his affirmative tone and calm look. Yonehara Koko took a big breath.
"I can't tell you whether you know it or not. I can only say that you are a staunch avenger, but you are indeed not a seasoned criminal." Tang Ze used his toes to stir the stiff spot on the ground. Sugiyama's corpse said calmly.
He didn't really go upstairs just to show off, he was really looking for Sakai and others to trick him.
On the one hand, this is to explain her understanding of Mihara Koko clearly, so that she will not attribute the reason to metaphysics. On the other hand, she is really curious about Mihara Koko's mentality.
As for the causes and consequences of the case, he must have a certain understanding of the first mover advantage of understanding the plot, but he also wants to explore what happened three years ago.
Anyway, the primary school teacher will play a very important role in life. Tangze himself can still remember the person in his previous life who left him with unpleasant memories. teacher.
Although the life of a detective is indeed very evil, all kinds of dead friends, old classmates, old friends, idols, etc., together can circle the equator. The past teachers are like this As for the character, it’s better to keep some good memories as much as possible.
"I'm a little curious about your thoughts, but the time we can communicate is very limited, so we can only keep the story short. Are you seeking revenge for the children who died three years ago?"
Using the classic psychological counselor chat style, Tang Ze stood still and did not move to avoid triggering a reflex attack from the nervous opponent.
His expression was gentle and unquestioning. Yonehara Koko met his eyes and was briefly dazed for a moment, and her breathing quickly calmed down.
"Yes." As soon as this affirmative answer came out, Yonehara Koko seemed to have left all the baggage behind, exhaled, and continued smoothly, "That child Minako who committed suicide, she was... He was killed by someone. I only know that Sugiyama is one of them, but I have never been able to determine who the other person is."
"So, you want to show that you were attacked and Sugiyama died, and someone is investigating. This matter brings our attention to the case three years ago. Do you want to find out who this person is?"
"You are right." Mihara Koko took a breath and looked through the crack of the window. The constant pouring of wind and snow blew the cold air throughout the room, which boosted her spirit even more. "I know that by doing this, I have become a sinner who coldly takes advantage of others, but, Minako... She no longer has a father, and her mother has reorganized her family. If, if even I forget her..."
At the end of the sentence, her voice could no longer restrain itself from trembling, and her emotions were rolling. Come on, the sourness in your nose is about to rush into your eyes.
Before she really shed tears, Karasawa raised his finger: "Shh, don't cry, there is no time to cry. So if you hadn't met Lan-san today, were you originally planning to attack Ms. Nakamura?"
"...Yes." Yonehara Koko nodded, her voice still trembling, but she quickly controlled it, "She was the one with the least suspicion."
"Okay." His curiosity was temporarily satisfied, Tang Ze nodded and stretched out his hand towards her, "What are you going to use to leave a mark? Give it to me."
"Huh?" He didn't understand his sudden suddenness. Yonehara Akiko was stunned by the change of tone.
"Marker, lipstick, or do you want to use blood? What about the knife? Hurry, they are coming."
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Keeping his mouth slightly open, Ireland slowly put down the telescope in his hand and fell into deep thought.
This is not because he was really shocked to the point of losing the ability to react. The main reason is that it takes a certain amount of time to digest the picture beyond his cognition.
What did he just see? ah?
Although we observed the strange behavior of this woman who inexplicably climbed out of the window, walked more than ten meters in the heavy snow, and then walked in from the front, this can still be used as "she may have been locked in the room accidentally" It’s inside, so I have to turn it over from the front” to explain.
But, this...
That young man with brown hair and blue eyes should be Karasawa Akira in Kumail's disguise, right?
He closed the door inexplicably, then his expression switched to an inscrutable godfather style, and he said a few words to the woman in the room.
So far so good, it even makes Ireland feel like he has touched a pulse.
This might be some plan that Kumail is executing. If it is not within the requirements of the organization, it is likely to be related to some private purpose between him and Bourbon, so his attention suddenly focused stand up.
Then, he saw Kumail helping the woman stuff the corpse on the ground - judging from the twisted state, it must be a corpse - under the bed, and also helped the woman adjust the wig on her head, and then He took the lipstick in her hand and drew something on the back of his hand.
After doing all this in a short time, Kumail nodded friendly towards the woman, then closed his eyes and fell straight to the ground.
He fell very hard, as if he really lost consciousness. Even the woman next to him was startled by his movement, and there was an obvious stagnation movement.
After seeing that he fell to the ground without any reaction, she hesitated for a second, put the handkerchief in her hand next to Kumail, and fell to the side herself.
After falling down, she knocked on the floor a few times, until her forehead was bruised and bleeding, and then she lay down completely without any movement.
What are you doing? Where did that body come from?
He followed Kumel and the others from the ski resort today, knowing very well that this could not be his or Bourbon's work.
It looks like this is the work of the woman in the wig.
Why, the organization now has a business of helping people deal with the aftermath of murder cases and fabricating scenes to exonerate people?
Well, according to what he has seen and heard during the time he has been following the news, if this is really a new business direction, it may unexpectedly be a good revenue growth point...
No, something is still wrong.
Kumail’s other public identity is that of a detective. This identity has even benefited Bourbon, adding many new intelligence channels to Bourbon.
If a murder occurred, wouldn't it be a more beneficial choice for him personally to solve the case as a detective?
Hey, could it be that he and Bourbon were doing two sides of the business at the same time, accepting the victim's commission to investigate the murder case, and at the same time accepting the murderer's commission to clear the suspect...
You still have Don't tell me, it sounds surprisingly consistent with business logic.
After all, they are famous detectives who can see through so many criminal methods. Let them be responsible for covering up the crimes, which can be said to be a different kind of professional counterpart. After pondering for a moment, Ireland closed his mouth that had been filled with cold wind, raised the telescope again, and continued to stare at the room where Kumail fell with a clear purpose.
In any case, it is not a bad thing to have more information about them.
These two people, one is a mystical opportunist, and there are many hidden connections in the organization. If Kumail had not locked down the identity first, he may not have been able to confirm Bourbon's true identity; the other One is a special person with a sensitive identity who seems to be highly related to many of the organization's secrets.
Even if the identities of the two of them are found, it will be very difficult to seize Kumail's handle, isolate Bourbon from temptation, or in other words, win over Bourbon who is hostile to him. matter.
According to Ireland's experience, when facing this kind of person, even if you want to negotiate peacefully, you'd better hold on to some chips first, otherwise you can easily be plotted to the point of being annihilated.
Continue to observe, it is not time to alert the enemy yet.
So soon, Ireland witnessed Bourbon kicking the locked door away, and then rushing into the house with a large group of people.
Ireland: "..."
What are they doing, the two of them...
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“Karasawa, Karasawa!”
“Mr. Yonehara, wake up, Mr. Yonehara——”
In the midst of a chaotic scene, someone was Yonehara Koko, who was helped up from the ground by Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko, frowned pretendingly and slowly opened his eyes after a short period of more than ten seconds.
"Moori-san..." He called out to Maori Ran who was standing in front of him in a trance-like voice. Mihara Koko let out a cry of pain, covered his forehead, and sat upright unsteadily. Body, "Ouch, it hurts..."
"Teacher Yonehara..." After breathing a sigh of relief, Mao Lilan quickly became nervous again, and suddenly turned around to look at Karasawa, who was being supported by Toru Amuro and the others.
Tang Ze, Tang Ze's head was drooping, and he allowed a few people next to him to hold him up by his neck, without any intention of waking up.
"It's ether." Noticing the white cloth that fell to the side, he picked up Conan and brought it to his nose for a sniff. He frowned and said, "It looks like they were attacked."
"Attack, um, I don't know..." Carefully touching his broken forehead with his fingertips, Mihara Koko hissed and took a breath, "When I just made the bed, someone came from Behind her, she suddenly covered my mouth..."
"Hey, teacher, what is this on your hand?" As she moved, the three slashes drawn on the back of her hand were displayed to everyone. In front of you.
Conan, who realized something, also grabbed Karasawa's limp hand that was hanging on the ground and turned it over to check.
The bright red mark is also displayed there.
"mi——na——is this katakana?" These two words were written very neatly. Everyone quickly realized the content, and Mao Lilan frowned.
"What does this mean..." Everyone gathered in front of the door amidst the noise. Shimoda Kohei, who was already a little anxious, immediately asked.
"Minakorosu——Everyone has to die, is that what you mean?" Standing at the end of everyone, Mori Atoshi, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looked down at the unconscious Karasawa, and grinned. Smile, "It seems that I can only bully the law-abiding citizens, but I will lose my temper when I meet the real murderer, this kid."
"Eh-" Ayumi, who was leaning next to Karasawa worriedly, heard this eerie line and suddenly shrank her shoulders and covered her ears.
"Law-abiding citizens should not smoke when there are so many elementary school students. This is public morality, Mr. Mori." He took out the cigarette that had just been lit in his mouth and wiped it out. Shuichi Akai looked at it coolly. He glanced at it and said, "There are so many people in this villa now. I don't think anyone would overestimate their capabilities and want to kill everyone."
Sendoshi, who had been happy for a few seconds, frowned and looked over. When I saw Iwai Munehisa's face that was obviously not easy to mess with, I immediately felt a slight chill on my neck.
Hunted, ignoring his provocative move to stop him from smoking, Sentoshi touched his neck in a covert manner, raised his chin casually, and gestured to Abedo Elementary School, who looked not very good-looking. Teachers: "Let's talk about them. Look at their guilty looks. Fortunately, these two guys were lucky and were not really killed. This way you don't have to worry about the truth about three years ago being discovered. Are you done?”
“That’s enough, what are you talking about!” Shimoda Kohei roared and stared at Mori Atoshi, “I also want to say that you came here inexplicably. Guys, you’ve gone so far as to hurt people just for the sake of investigation!”
"Don't be too unfair to a good person. I have been sitting in the living room warming myself by the fire. Everyone can see it." Sundoshi spread his hands without any pressure. "Even if someone is eyeing this villa, they can only seek revenge on you, but that's not the case." It's hurting us innocent passengers."
"Stop mentioning that thing!" Ryuichi Sakai also raised his voice to stop him from continuing to be angry, "If someone is attacked and injured, you can only think about you. Is that some news?”
“There are footprints here!” During their argument, Conan automatically noticed the opened window and shouted while looking down at the window sill.
After saying this, he immediately turned over and jumped out, chasing the footsteps first.
“Hey, Conan! It’s still snowing outside!”
"Let's go and have a look too!" With Conan taking the lead, the children were suddenly fascinated by this naughty figure with a very handsome back, and they all wanted to follow him and climb out of the window.
Then Ai Haihara, Toru Amuro and Shuichi Akai grabbed the back of their necks one by one.
"Don't make trouble. Since there are footprints, too many people following them will affect the traces." Haihara Ai took Ayumi's arm and reminded her rationally.
When she saw Tang Ze lying motionless on the ground, she also became nervous.
Then just when she carefully grabbed the other person's hand and wanted to feel for the pulse, she clearly felt Tang Ze quickly circle her fingers with his fingers.
This guy is really good at pretending to be stunned...
"Let me follow him and have a look." Looking back at Karasawa's steady breathing, Akai Shu nodded and raised his long legs. He stepped out directly and followed the larger footprints and the fresh small footprints next to them.
Unless he was told that Gin had just come and invaded the villa, he didn't think anyone could really subdue Karasawa quickly.
Ether? This guy can't even turn over an anesthesia needle.
Guess why he approached Tang Ze to explain his identity and tried to persuade Tang Ze to accept the arrangement and leave with him? Was it because he didn't like violence?
These two guys, this elementary school student named Conan, and this Iwai Munehisa, are indeed very noteworthy targets.
Seeing the hem of Iwai Munehisa's windbreaker disappearing from the window, Toru Amuro withdrew his cold gaze, switched back to his disgusted state, and looked at Tang, who was holding his head and refusing to open his eyes. Ze.
Although he pretended to be very similar, there was almost no active tension in his body, and his hands were heavy, as if he had really lost consciousness, but as soon as his hand touched Karasawa's neck, Amuro Toru He could feel the other person's movements, which made him shiver a little because of his cold fingertips.
Yes, he did it on purpose. Tang Ze, this damn boy, pretends to be dead, faints and comatose, and his acting has always been very entertaining.
So he almost instinctively used his cold and damp hands, which he had just wiped off the water vapor on the living room window, to pat the warm back of Tangze's neck, and as expected, he got a result that refused to wake up. Tang Ze shivered for a while when he came.
He just knew it.
"Let's move Karasawa to the living room first. It's too cold here. Put it in front of the fireplace to warm up. Come and help."
"Oh, okay!"
With such gentle words on his lips, Amuro Toru's cold fingers tightly clasped Karasawa's neck to his shoulders and refused to let go.
You like to pretend to sleep, right? Then just keep enduring it! If you can, hold in your sneeze too!
(End of this chapter)