Apart from the Iijima family, Maori Kogoro and his group, Akimoto Koichi, Ito Seon and Dazai Osamu, there were only three people staying tonight. Nagagawa Rika, who had just screamed, was now comforting her, and Conan Maori Kogoro and searching for Takano Shinyi in the surrounding grass with flashlights.

The three of them are classmates and the last group of students before Professor Guiyong retired. Yes, they were once students majoring in literature, but almost twelve years have passed since their student days.

"Nonsense! My uncle has passed away, why make up such a lie again!"

After hearing Rika Nagagawa's words, Aiko rebuked her in pain. Lady Iijima held her with dissatisfaction. Compared to being suspicious of Rika Nagagawa's words, her first reaction was to rebuke her. It seemed that Lady Aiko's sense of feeling towards Rika Nagagawa was not good.

"Can it be a ghost?"

Ran Mouri was shocked by his suspicion and came to Ito Sewang with his arms in his arms and asked for help.

Yisewang smiled, "How could it be a ghost? There is no such thing as ghost in this world!"

"That's it! Something like ghosts does not exist!" Dazai Osamu smiled and echoed Shin's words.

Riki Iijima glanced at her, and then kindly said to Nagagawa Rika,

"Did you read it wrong with Teacher Yongchuan? After all, the professor has passed away..."

However, before he finished speaking, Rika Nagagawa glared at him and said fiercely, "How could he read it wrong! I..."

She stopped halfway through her words. She looked at the people around her and took a deep breath to hold back the words she had not said. Her expression unnaturally lowered her head and said, "That's the professor!"

The environment is already dark, and the lights on the corridor are not fully turned on. Nagagawa Rika's expression naturally conceals it very well. But the people present are not without people. Ito color is, so is Dazai Osamu. Even Matsusaka Midori...

Even though she didn't see her expression clearly, the unnatural way of her speech was almost noticed by everyone present.

"Okay OK OK, the professor must have passed away. Lijia is so sad. Maybe..."

Do you have thoughts every day and dreams?

Matsusaka Midori seemed to be explaining for Nagagawa Rika, but the more he described it, the darker he became.

Mrs. Beloved’s wife’s face was already green!

Ito Sewang stepped forward slightly and held Madam Aiko's other arm. Madam Aiko looked at her, and Ito Sewang smiled at her comfortably, and then shouted at Conan, "Little friend! What have you found?"

Everyone's eyes immediately moved to the three people who were searching for something.

Hearing the call of Shin-shou, Conan raised his head, looked helpless,

"There is nothing, teacher!", then shouted at Kogoro Mouri, "Where is Uncle!"

"No!" Kogoro Mori scratched the back of his neck, "So there is nothing! You must have read it wrong! Ha--I am so sleepy..."

"I don't have it here either!" Takano Shin-yoshi shouted.

"It seems that there is nothing. Miss Yongchuan must have read it wrong."

Itose Wang said in a gentle tone.

"Since that's the case, let's go back to your room to rest. Tomorrow is the professor's farewell party, so naturally I have to be very energetic. Otherwise, I'll make a joke."

Rika Nagagawa seemed to want to say something else, but looking at Ito Sewang's smiley eyes, she felt a little timid. Looking at her beloved son's expression, her disgust was unconcealed.

She lowered her head in discomfort and accepted Ito Sewang's proposal.

Seeing Matsusaka Midori helping Nagagawa Rika back, Ito Sewang whispered in Madam Aiko's ear, "Go back and have a good rest, nothing happened tonight." Then she let go of Madam Aiko's hand and smiled at Madam Iijima, "Then Madam, please ask you."

"Miss Itose is the same. Lu, you can go back too."

Riki Iijima's grandmother has always slept very deeply, and Rika Nagagawa's screams were not enough to wake her up, so naturally she would not wake her up on purpose. To be honest, this misunderstanding was indeed not a glorious thing.

"Akimoto Koichi is not here."

On the way back to the room, Dazai Osamu said.

"Yes, not here." Ito Sewang nodded.

It is not a strange thing for Akimoto Ghost to be away - if the premise is that he is a real human. However, there is no evidence to prove that he is not a human. Only in the words of Iishima Ritsu--[He is not like a human.]

We were at peace in the middle of the night, until the early morning of the next day, everyone was awakened by a scream. Yisewang looked at the time specifically at half past five.

This time, the one who screamed was still Yongchuan Lijia. The location was by the pond last night. When everyone arrived, Yongchuan Lijia's face was pale, and she was even more frightened than yesterday.

"Naogawa, what's wrong with you?" This was Takano Shin-yoshi who was a little dissatisfied with her. He didn't want to stay overnight at this funeral, but Nagagawa Rika has been lobbying for him to stay. Well, it's fine to stay. But the problem is that Matsusaka Rika secretly told him that Nagagawa Rika seemed to be planning something. He originally had a lot of complaints about Matsusaka Rika secretly choreographing Nagagawa Rika. But yesterday's inexplicable words made him believe Matsusaka Rika's words. He shouted during the professor's funeral, which was annoying in short!

Takano Shin-yoshi naturally thought that Rika Nagagawa was spoofing everyone again.

Others who have no disgust towards Rika Nagakawa naturally have a worried attitude.

"Then, there!"

Yongchuan Lijia looked towards them, but her hand pointed at the center of the pond. Everyone looked in the direction she pointed, and then they found that under the cover of the lotus leaves of the pond, something seemed to be floating.

If you don’t look carefully, it’s really hard to detect, but if you look carefully, you can actually see clearly.

"It's green...it's green! I recognize her hat..."

There is indeed a hat on the "thing".

"My God!" Takano Shin-yoshi obviously recognized the hat. "Matsusaka! Matsusaka!" shouted and ran towards the center of the pond.

"Miss Matsusaka? How could it be?" Ran Maori covered his mouth in disbelief. Kogoro Mori looked serious, "Ran, call an ambulance immediately! Call the police!"

He himself took off his suit jacket, jumped directly into the pond, and took Matsusaka Mizuno with Shinyi Takano.

Itose wanted to see carefully, but Dazai Osamu put his windbreaker on her body, covering her eyes, and said softly, "Don't look..."

I know that I am already a dead person.

There is no one more experienced person than Dazai Osamu.

Takano Shin-young also wanted to rescue him, but Kogoro Mori pressed the artery on her neck and shook his head regretfully.

"Sister Xiaolan, don't call an ambulance..."

Conan was silent and covered Matsusaka Mizuno's body.

"Oh my God..."

"This is actually happening..."

"Who is it..."

When Mrs. Aiko saw that the person she caught was indeed Matsusaka Mizuno, she was about to faint. Although the two Lady Iijima were not like this, her face was very bad.

Rior Iijima looked complicated and couldn't bear to look at it, so he kept the three older women away.

Originally, such an unfortunate thing happened, everyone could not leave the atrium. But because everyone is now wearing pajamas and only wearing a coat outside, it is a bit rude. So Kogoro Maori asked everyone to go back to the room to wash up first, and then gather in the atrium five minutes later. He himself was guarding next to the body of Matsusaka Miku.

Five minutes passed quickly. When everyone arrived, Akimoto Koichi was late and didn't know much about what happened. He could probably guess when he saw the person wearing a handkerchief on the ground.

"Who is it?" he asked.

"Matsusaka Mido." The answer was Conan. He looked at Akimoto Koichi and asked, "Did Brother Akimoto just wake up now?"

Akimoto Kwang shook her head, "No, I'm on the phone with my sister. So I'm late. How did she die?"

"You boy! Someone has had an unfortunate situation, are you indifferent?"

Maori Kogoro was angry and accused Akimoto Koichi.

Indeed, Akimoto Koichi's tone was really cold. Regardless of whether they knew each other or were familiar with each other, normal people would always feel a little pity for the deaths of others.

This is human nature.

Akimoto Kogoro seemed a little puzzled about the accountability of Maori Kogoro.

"I don't know her again. She's dead, how can I feel?"

He looked very innocent, as if Kogoro Mouri's accountability was unreasonable and even a little aggressive!

"Mr. Maori, don't be too angry. I think Mr. Akimoto's situation is due to lack of emotions." Dazai Osamu suddenly stood up and said. Ito Sewang held his hand, but he was comforted by him in his palm.

"You might as well reason before the police arrive." He suggested, but his eyes looked at Conan behind Kogoro Mouri. To outsiders, it seemed as if he was inviting Kogoro Mouri to reason.

Kogoro Maori's attention indeed returned to Matsusaka Miku's body. Perhaps this is more important than Akimoto's existence.

It is almost six o'clock now, and the farewell will be held at 9 o'clock, and there are still three hours left. This matter must be resolved within three hours. Otherwise, neither Matsusaka Midori nor Professor Takanaga will be able to be at peace!

"That's natural!" Kogoro Mouri inserted his waist, and was in a state of great momentum.

Ito Sewang originally wanted to hear the reasoning of Dazai Osamu, Mr. Maori and the children. However, after the phone rang, she could only smile apologetically and walked to a place that could be seen a little further away and answered the phone.

The phone call was from Rina Akimoto, which was beyond her expectations.

【Teacher, please help me!】

Rina Akimoto sounded impatient.

Ito Sewang frowned and asked, "What happened? Akimoto classmate?"

The Akimoto Rina of the square was silent for a while, and the Ito Sewang could clearly feel the incongruity of the other party's breathing.

“Isn’t it inconvenient to say?”

【No!】

Rina Akimoto raised her voice, then her voice lowered again, with a noticeable uneasiness in her tone, she said:

[That person is not my brother. My brother died five years ago...]

Hearing this sentence, Ito Sewang subconsciously looked at Akimoto Koichi in the crowd.
To be continued...