Chapter 1189 1188 [Social Dead Gin] Please vote for me (??
"Whether he is a murderer or not, we have to investigate to find out." Gin tapped his fingers silently on the armrest, his eyes roaming back and forth on the two people's faces.
Normally, these two naysayers might have had a few bullet holes in their bodies.
It's a pity that now...
Gin thought unhappily that he didn't have too many bullets, so it was better not to waste them on these rookies who could be killed with one hand. And it was best not to kill anyone now, lest he accidentally give away important information that could help him get out of this game.
, buried together with the suspect's death.
He glanced at the several guests in front of him who had their own thoughts, and suddenly sneered:
"By the way, let me remind you. Jiang Xia is not in the hands of the police now - you have all seen the latest news. He has run away. Among the police officers who were searching for him, two people have disappeared for no reason and have not been found yet."
"..." Everyone looked at each other, thinking of "Jiang Xia" who looked like a good student, and a cold feeling came to their hearts: The police could not help Jiang Xia escape for no reason, let alone two missing at once. In other words, then
Maybe... the two of them were killed by Jiang Xia in some way?
…
"In your words, Jiang Xia is now a free 'murderer' who can act at any time - he used to be Ju Wuliu, now he is a policeman, and in the future he may be one of you."
Gin used a gloomy tone like telling a horror story, and from the perspective of the guests, he said unhurriedly:
"Young people are easy to act on impulse, just like Jiang Xia will impulsively break Ju Wuliu's head when he is angry. If he is favored, he will definitely feel moved."... Of course, this is just "Jiang Xia" in the eyes of the guests.
". And if it were Uzuo, this young devil would probably only let those who help him experience what it means to be dangerous, such as the Bourbon who accepted Jiang Xia as a "detective junior". Ha, Anonymous should really
He was also brought in to learn from each other...
Gin has been busy for a long time and has long since developed the ability to multitask.
While he exploited every opportunity to slander his colleagues, he continued to persuade them without any delay:
"You can help Jiang Xia find some clues that may be used to clear his suspicions. If you meet him one day in the future, this move may be a gold medal to avoid death. This is not asking you to lie, but to collect the truth.
Objective evidence.
"Of course, what I said is only based on 'Jiang Xia is really a murderer'.
"And if he isn't, helping an innocent detective clear his name would be a good story.
"When Jiang Xia one day writes an autobiography of the case based on his twists and turns, or if he graduates and becomes a real detective in a few years, then the publishing priority of his works will naturally be in the hands of the person who helped him.
——I heard that that guy is very good at writing things that are highly readable. He might be a promising writer who will be as good as Tachibana Goryu in the future."
Everyone: "..."
When Ginjiu said this, it was as if "helping Jiang Xia" was a sure-fire business...
Several people looked at each other, feeling vaguely shaken in their hearts:
People who have always felt that "Jiang Xia is not a murderer" would have helped.
Those who have a strong sense of justice feel that there is nothing wrong with helping to find objective evidence - if it can save an innocent high school student, it will be great; if Jiang Xia is really the murderer, it can also add some clues to the police.
Afraid of death, I thought it would be a good idea to get a life-saving charm to avoid following in the footsteps of the two missing policemen.
And after careful calculation, he found that if Jiang Xia was really not the murderer, then regardless of Jiang Xia's subsequent achievements, the case in front of him would also involve "the murder of Ju Wuliu" and "the disappearance of the policeman".
"High school student detective", "framing" and other hot spots. If it is written as a documentary and published, it will definitely be a success, and the price/performance ratio may be higher than digging a river to find a floppy disk at the Tachibana Five Willow Villa.
Gin glanced at their expressions and understood: "That's it. If you have any clues, tell me together. Of course, because communication is not convenient, if Jiang Xia comes to your door directly, you can also tell him directly."
As he was talking, his home phone suddenly rang.
Gin glanced at the caller ID and picked up the phone.
In this era, mobile phones are still a rare device.
Jiang Xia called from a coin-operated phone booth: "I suddenly remembered that among the guests you gathered, were there any people with the surname 'Omura'? - The word puzzle left by Tachibana Goryu, '里川辺奇々なる草を"
'After writing it in romanization and changing the order, it can be spelled as 'Ask Omura'."
"Omura?" Gin looked at the people behind him and remained silent for a moment.
To be honest, he really didn't remember who these ants were...
Fortunately, the people in the living room are either outgoing, or they often interact with others due to work reasons, and they are all good at looking at each other.
They then thought: "Omura? You mean the president of Feiyue Publishing House - he returned to Tokyo after recording the transcript. I heard that he is working on a new work."
Gin relayed the words as they were, listened to the call for a moment, and then turned back to ask the person who had just spoken: "Do you know Omura's address or phone number?"
The guest nodded and quickly provided the information he knew: Since he has decided to help collect evidence, there is nothing to worry about now, and President Omura usually deals with people from all walks of life. Others want to know his family information, but
It's a matter of time, so it's better to sell a favor.
…
Ginjiu told Jiang Xia about the things related to Omura, hung up the phone, and looked at the group of people behind him who he regarded as a mob.
"It's already very late today, so let's do this for now. If you have any other news, please tell me as soon as possible." He was quite satisfied with the ability of this group of people to understand current affairs, "In addition..."
Gin suddenly stood up and walked to Nonaka Tomomi.
Tomomi Nonaka's previous attempt at a honey trap to get the answer failed, and she followed her colleagues to dig the river for a long time. At this moment, she was so tired that she wanted to go home and rest. Unexpectedly, just as she was about to leave, a terrifying shadow suddenly fell in front of her.
Nonaka Tomomi was startled, stood up quickly, looked up at the tall man in front of her, and looked a little nervous: "What, what's wrong?"
Gin reached into her pocket with a sullen face, and before she could react, he took his hand back and found a small, palm-sized tape recorder in his hand.
The tape recorder was running. Gin looked down, pressed the button, opened the lid, and took out the tape inside.
Nonaka Tomomi's face changed slightly.
Then he smiled a little awkwardly and said: "Sorry, I forgot to turn it off before. I didn't record it on purpose..."