Bermod and Judy, two people whose positions should be completely contradictory, unexpectedly looked at each other at this moment.
"..." Could it be that the tennis coach actually didn't lie: He just went upstairs and stayed for so long, not to transform into an outlaw, but just to coax this world-weary old man?
Is there really no murder tonight?
The development of things once again deviated from the script she predicted.
Judy pushed up her glasses awkwardly, not knowing whether to be happy or disappointed.
But soon she cheered up again, remembered something, and whispered to the doctor Shinde next to her: "He cried so sadly, do you want to go in and have a look?"
Belmod: "..." Huh.
The "new doctor" shook his head and said warmly: "I think a mature person should not expose other people's scars."
Judy didn't believe she was so kind, but there was some truth in her words: since there was no case, if they broke into a neurotic old man's room without permission, not only would the owner of the house be embarrassed, but they would also be kicked out by the old man.
So no matter what, the matter of collecting the plates has been solved for the time being, and the two people went down the same way they came up.
The tennis coach heard the movement on the stairs and turned back to look at them. Seeing that the two of them had no plates in their hands, he shook his head and sighed: "My dad's appetite is getting worse and worse - please excuse me first.
Sit down and take a rest."
…
There was no murder, and no car came to pick him up.
Today's events seemed to have turned into an ordinary and ordinary sleepover.
Judy sat on the sofa, glanced out the window, and fell into deep thought: "..." The rain has not stopped until now. If Akai Shuichi has really followed the plan today... I am afraid it has been soaked by now.
But don't get hypothermia or something and then lie dead in the forest...
Judy shuddered when she thought of this, and silently dismissed these messy thoughts: Akai Shuichi is rich in experience, and such a little rain can't do anything to him.
However, this stalking environment was definitely not comfortable, and that was certainly true. "That person" couldn't be deliberately tormenting them.
An FBI slowly fell into delusions of being victimized.
Others were busy with their own business. A few high school students actually turned out a deck of cards with the tennis coach and started playing cards.
Judy took the time to look at Suzuki Sonoko several times, and the suspicion in her heart gradually faded: "..." No matter how you look at it, she is just an innocent high school girl, and she doesn't look like a "chess piece" at all.
Maybe it was really just a coincidence before, and I was overthinking it?
At this time, the tennis coach looked at his watch in his busy schedule and suddenly remembered something: "It's 10 o'clock. My dad should have finished eating - can you help me put the plate away?"
Judy was startled, looked back, and realized that the words were clearly directed at her - everyone else was busy playing cards, and she was the only one sitting on the sofa, distracted.
Judy: "...Okay."
Once raw, twice ripe.
In addition, during this period, everyone was active on the first floor and no one went to the second floor. Judy didn't think much and got up and went to the stairs.
Climbing up the steps, I saw that the lights in the old man's room had indeed been turned off. Fortunately, the lights in the corridor on the second floor were still on, and the surroundings were not in a pitch-black environment. This made Judy feel relieved again.
.
She walked over and pushed open the sliding door, and the first thing she saw was a tatami mat by the door - a bed was spread out here, and the white cotton cloth reflected the light of the corridor, which was quite conspicuous.
The next moment, a drop of blood fell on the white mattress.
Judy: "..."
She raised her head silently and somewhat resignedly, and a hanged man suddenly came into her eyes.
——The nervous old man was hanging directly above the mattress at some point. His eyes were closed, but his mouth was half-open. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, falling drop by drop under his body, splashing a small pool of blood.
…
Jiang Xia had finished playing cards early and was dozing off against the back of his chair when suddenly a scream came from the second floor.
After being a detective for so long, he has already developed some conditioned reflexes that a detective should have. Jiang Xia opened his eyes and found that his equally experienced classmates had also stood up, but...
"Did Teacher Judy scream just now?" Suzuki Sonoko was not sure: compared to a scream, why did this sound sound more like a deep exhaustion? It sounded really different from Xiaolan's usual screams.
But no matter what, if he screamed, something must have happened.
So after a brief period of confusion, everyone decided what to do and rushed upstairs.
Although several people were already vaguely prepared when they went upstairs. But Mao Lilan, who was the first to rush up, raised his head and saw the terrible corpse hanging in the room, and still screamed "Ah!!" in fright.
cried out.
The words were spoken with a clear accent, which fully washed away the strange screams made by Teacher Judy just now, and made several people feel refreshed: By the way, the screams are right this time!
However, this thought only briefly passed through the subconscious mind, and everyone's attention was immediately focused on the scene in front of them.
"Dad..." the tennis coach made a sad and disbelieving voice, "How could this happen!"
Jiang Xia had already made preparations to prevent unrelated people from breaking into the scene, but Mr. Akashi Hiroto was very worry-free and stayed at the door without moving.
Jiang Xia ignored him and entered the house by himself.
After briefly looking at the body, he shook his head and sighed: "It has been dead for about half an hour. Call the police."
Suzuki Sonoko silently took back her cell phone and planned to call an ambulance.
Mao Lilan also took back the cell phone that called the police - almost forgot, there is no signal here.
She turned around to find the landline phone.
After calling the police, Mao Lilan was stunned and turned back to Jiang Xia: "The police said that our location is under the jurisdiction of the Qunma County Police."
Jiang Xia nodded: It doesn't matter where the police are, as long as they can clean up the stall.
But Conan thought of something, his eyes twitched, and he pulled him to mutter: "As for Gunma County..." Could it be that strange and rather unreliable policeman who led the team?
…
Conan's words came true.
"Mr. Jiang Xia!"
Soon, Yamamura Cao, who had been promoted rapidly recently, came in happily with a group of his subordinates.
Yamamura Cao: "I have been carefully watching your past crime collections during this period, and they are getting more and more sophisticated as I read them! Many of my colleagues have become your fans because of this - can you sign your autograph for them?"
As he said this, he took out a thick stack of autograph books, and it seemed that he was well prepared.
Belmode: "..." Following the police in Tokyo, have the police in Gunma Prefecture also changed their moral character?
But if I remember correctly, the policeman in front of me was promoted successively after meeting Uzo... It seems normal to have such an attitude all of a sudden.
