"Oh... are you deliberately creating an illusion of me and you to stimulate someone? Someone you like?"
"Sister, you are not too stupid!"
"That is to say, the person you like doesn't like you, so she needs stimulation."
"No! It's just that I haven't confessed to her yet!"
"Then please confess your love quickly..." The two of them are in love, so I know who the other person is! I am very curious about the person Narunosuke likes. What kind of girl can win his love? I am very curious.
"Senior sister, I'm asleep! If you have anything to do, let's talk about it another day!" He ignored me at all, "Also, senior sister, you are the daughter of the number one detective in the country... If you are curious, just go detective!"
"You -" What! It always irritates me and forces me to face my own mind that has no detective thinking.
Narinosuke quickly fell asleep.
Accompanied by rats and cockroaches scurrying around in the sewer, I couldn't sleep. After Narunosuke slept for a while, he put almost half of his body weight on my body and neck, which made me die of soreness!
In the space under the sewer, even the air was stuffy, and every second was painfully uncomfortable.
I don’t know how long it took before I half-closed my eyes and fell into a half-drowsiness... Half-asleep and half-awake, suddenly, I heard a huge piano sound, which woke me up. That kind of loud noise, it was like
It was like a big rock hitting the piano, causing a huge vibration... "Hey, Narinosuke, Narinosuke!" I pushed him.
"What's up?"
"Did you hear that just now? It seems like something happened..."
It turned out that there was a murder, and the principal's daughter... died. It was seven o'clock in the morning, when the cover of the sewer was opened and a person jumped in, and we found out. The person who jumped in was Nobu Takeshima.
At that time, I was completely shocked by my own eyes... "Xin?" Why is he here?
Moreover, many people gathered around Piano Road. When those people saw Narinosuke and I crawling out of the sewer, they looked at us in strange ways, as if we were criminals committing crimes.
"Why are you under the piano road?" Nobu Takeshima asked me. His vision was sharp, sharp and rigorous that I had never seen before.