Jiang Xia was really thinking about something: "Did the female classmate they said disfigured herself and then jumped off the building really commit suicide?"
People who commit suicide are not obsessed enough with the matter of survival, let alone ghost fetuses, it is difficult to have a shikigami. Therefore, psychics have always condemned this kind of behavior.
Conan didn't know why he was suddenly obsessed with this: "Judging from what they said, there were many members of the drama club who went to visit Tsukishima Fuyuko. So many people with different positions and unfamiliar with each other witnessed the same scene. They didn't need to
Lie. And the place where she jumped was the hospital where Tsukishima Fuyuko had been staying for a long time. If the body was fake, it would be exposed immediately."
Jiang Xia clicked her tongue: "That's right."
...but he still felt that there was a ghost on the island.
Thinking like this, Jiang Xia turned around and looked at the ghosts floating next to him. He had already sent ghosts out to look for them before, but unfortunately found nothing.
At this time, the two sides looked at each other. Facing the psychic who wanted to pick up new ghosts, the ghosts all showed helpless and innocent looks.
Jiang Xia: "..."
…
the other side.
Taro Inozuka sneaked into the theater in the dark, shook the water off his raincoat, and walked in.
The theater was completely silent. After someone died here, students never came in again. Taro Inozuka turned on the flashlight with confidence, first scanned the bodies on the stage, and then started to look up at the ceiling.
"From this angle, I can't see clearly what can be loosened and what cannot be loosened..." Taro Inozuka muttered in his mind. After thinking for a moment, he walked to the prop room next door and planned to study the lift switch. If he still found nothing, he found a ladder and climbed up.
Look from the rafters.
Pushing open the door to the props room, the flashlight swept across the dark room, and the aperture quickly stopped on the cabinet opposite.
Inozuka Taro looked up and saw an old player there, a tape stretched out and fell to the ground, making the scene a little messy.
"Huh?" Inozuka Taro scratched his head. After a moment, he suddenly became alert: He remembered that after the first day of rehearsal, the group of students packed up the place before leaving. Now it has turned out like this... Could it be that after that, there were
Has anyone else been here?
At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a vague figure behind the table.
Inozuka Taro was startled: "..." Could it be the serial murderer who killed two people in a row?
This thought flashed through his eyes, and he was not surprised but delighted: Kill the murderer and throw the body into the sea, and then kill Jiang Xia immediately, which will create the illusion that the two of them died together. This way, when the police investigate afterwards, it will not be easy for the island to be affected.
Other people on the Internet, they can easily get away with it... wonderful, wonderful!
Taro Inozuka flexed his fingers, picked up the stick he had taken from the tool room, and walked over with a grin.
Just as he was taking steps, a set of footsteps took the opportunity to match his steps, quietly turned out from behind the door, came behind him... and then hit him with a sap.
Sneak attacks from behind are always hard to guard against. What's more, the wind and rain outside the window are heavy, and Inozuka Taro's attention is still focused on the "person" behind the table.
The stick was beaten firmly, and the organization member, with his talents full of talents that he had not had time to display, fell down without saying a word.
The flashlight fell out, bounced a few times, and hit the table. The light illuminated the hidden "figure" - it was not a person, just a coat deliberately placed on the table.
…
The night is already dark.
Maya Hashimoto was always uneasy for some reason. He yawned and came to the table, picked up the water and took a sip, while casually looking out.
Then the water glass fell to the ground.
——The moon was dark and the wind was high, and a dark shadow hurried past carrying a burly man. No matter how you looked at it, the guy being carried away looked very much like the caretaker who had been with him day and night for some time.
Although Inozuka Taro had vaguely glimpsed this scene when he was planning to kill Jiang Xia, when he actually saw it, Hashimoto Maya couldn't help but stopped breathing: "..." Finally, has it finally begun?
…
Due to the sudden appearance of a hanged body in the morning, the students did not rehearse all day today.
People tend to get tired less easily if they exercise less. Suzuki Sonoko found a deck of playing cards from nowhere and asked them to play cards.
After playing until late at night, I finally felt sleepy. I was about to go to bed when I heard a faint scream of terror coming from a nearby house.
——It seemed to be the voice of Toda Takawako.
"!" Conan stood up abruptly.
Jiang Xia was also inspired like a detective, put down his cards and ran out.
I came to Toda Kiwako's door and knocked on the door. After a while, Matsuzaki Masahiko ran over and opened the door.
Seeing Jiang Xia, he seemed to see a life-saving straw: "Bathroom, bathroom...!!"
Jiang Xia originally wanted to wait patiently for him to finish, but remembering the scream just now and looking at Conan who had already rushed over, she decided to bypass him and walk over.
Stopping at the door of the bathroom, I looked inside and saw Takawako Toda in her pajamas, sitting in the corner, trembling and staring at the ceiling.
Seeing Jiang Xia coming over, she didn't care about anything else. She raised her finger and pointed to the corner of the bathroom ceiling, her voice trembling: "There..."
Jiang Xia raised her head following her direction and saw that water was leaking there, and the entire corner of the wall was soaked.
The location corresponding to this ceiling happens to be the bathtub upstairs. It looks like the bath water upstairs is leaking.
Originally this was not a scary thing, but...
Jiang Xia thought about the distribution of everyone's rooms: "There seems to be no one living upstairs."
so……
Could it be that the murderer is hiding upstairs taking a shower?
Matsuzaki Masahiko came over.
With the detective around, he finally looked more calm than before. The male college student forced a smile, trying to lighten the atmosphere and restore his frightened image: "This murderer is quite clean."
As soon as he finished speaking, something darker in color soaked behind the water stain.
It was glowing red and stood out against the pale ceiling - like a piece of blood diluted by water.
"..."
Toda Kiwako, who had just calmed down, held her head and suddenly let out a painful scream: "Ah——!!!"
…
upstairs.
In desperation, it seemed that there was no time to look for the islanders. Jiang Xia went up the stairs and kicked the door open before Conan could take out the wire to pry it open.
Conan: "..."
The weak and helpless primary school student silently put away the door-opening tool, followed the door-opening tool and ran into the house, heading straight to the bathroom.
When they reached the door, the two of them stopped at the same time.
The bathroom floor was filled with water, the faucet was running and the bathtub was full.
In a pool of blood, there was a dead man - the fat island watcher floating quietly on the water, like an unlucky specimen. The blood flowing from his body dyed the pool water red, and as he floated,
Blood continuously overflowed from the edge of the bathtub and splashed on the floor.
