"...Hey, Hattori, I think I can figure out who the murderer is."

"Why?"

Hattori Heiji didn't expect that Brother Toushi suddenly knew who the murderer was. Weren't they still choosing between the two before?

But thinking that the case could be successfully solved, he bared his big white teeth and asked excitedly:

"Brother Yingsi, who is the murderer? Stop keeping us in suspense!"

"It should be Robert Taylor." Fujiwara Yuu frowned slightly, not even realizing that he had crumpled the notebook in his hand. He slowly stated his theory: "He must have learned about Misa's suicide from Negishi. As for why Robert killed Negishi and Mr. Shinichi, it's probably because he learned from Negishi that Misa was not Mr. Shinichi's biological daughter, and that Misa was forced to death by Mr. Shinichi."

Hattori Heiji still didn't react after hearing this. He looked at Ying Si-ge in confusion and asked:

"Brother Yingsi, these are just guesses, right? According to this inference, Mr. Ryuji can also complete this operation. We still can't confirm who the murderer is."

"It's certain, because Misa wasn't forced to death by Mr. Shinichi..."

"Ah? Then why did she die?"

“shine.”

When he heard the word "shine", Hattori Heiji had not reacted yet, but when he thought of what Kazuha said on the phone, he quickly realized that the romanization of "go to hell" was "shine".

So...Misa-san mistook the English word for the Japanese romanization?!

"How could this be... Is this the truth?"

"Although it's a bit cruel, this is the truth."

Fujiwara Yu reached out and patted Hattori Heiji on the shoulder. Seeing that there was no excitement on his face after successfully reasoning, this action could only be considered as a consolation.

Sometimes I feel this way after solving a case. Not all murderers have antisocial personalities. There are many cases like this caused by misunderstandings. After each experience, I always conclude that people should cherish their lives.

Only if you know how to cherish can you go further.

"Let's go. We've been out long enough. If Mr. Robert is still planning to do something, we have to stop him, right?"

"Well, we have to stop him. We can't let him make any more mistakes."

Hattori Heiji thought of the scene of Kazuha being entangled by the puppet strings, and he now understood why Robert did this. He wanted to use the puppet strings to cover up the secret room. Presumably, the puppet strings wrapped around Mr. Shinichi contained fishing lines that were used to complete a series of operations.

The fishing line, the thumbtack that Ying Si-ge stepped on, and the skylight that only children can pass through complete the secret room. Now all we need to do is check Ying Si-ge's SUV and the skylight for any thumbtack marks.

The two of them went up the stairs to the first floor. After pushing the door open, Fujiwara Yu did not forget to lock the door again. He looked at the lock of a window on the second floor. Even if the police from Tottori Prefecture asked him how he got in, he would have an excuse.

Hattori Heiji couldn't stand the thought of having to run back. He frowned and suggested:

"Brother Yingsi, why don't we jog back? It won't take too long to jog five kilometers."

"Okay, I think if they all stay in the living room obediently, Rob won't have a chance to attack. We..."

Fujiwara Yu stopped talking halfway. He looked at the deep forest in front of him with a serious expression, and his left hand had already touched the place where the wakizashi was hidden behind his waist.

There are people in the forest, more than one.

Hattori Heiji's sense of danger is naturally not as strong as that of Fujiwara Yu, a CIA agent. He was still wondering why Brother Yingsi didn't continue talking when he saw him squat down and start tying the laces of his leather shoes that had no laces at all.

"Hattori, I'm going to tie my shoelaces, wait for me for a moment."

“…Okay.”

Hattori Heiji realized that something was wrong, but he still pretended to be ignorant. At this time, he could only trust Brother Yingsi. Although he practiced kendo, his strength was still not as good as that of an adult, at least not yet.

Fujiwara Yu squatted down, put the notebook aside and began to pretend to tie his shoelaces. Before tying his shoelaces, he quickly picked up a cigarette butt that had fallen on the ground. There was still a trace of warmth on it, which meant that the cigarette butt had been extinguished very recently. This group of people realized that there was someone in the house and did not come in. They deliberately ambushed us on the way back.

Who could it be who doesn't want us to know his identity?

He quietly activated his wind power, using the cigarette butt as a medium to instantly mark the target person within the range. Soon he could hear the other person's breathing and the very quiet conversation between him and others.

——"Inspector, should we kill this guy while he's tying his shoes?"

"Didn't you hear what the kid said? If they notice you and you run away, it will be troublesome. It's easy to set up ambushes in the forest at night, but it's also easy for prey to escape."

——"The inspector still thinks ahead, hehe."

Police department?

These guys are actually Tottori Prefecture police?

Fujiwara Yuu's expression changed slightly. If the other party was a corrupt police officer colluding with drug traffickers, there was no way to be sure whether they had a pistol. Although he had a gun on him now, it was not a revolver issued to criminal police. Using it rashly would only expose his identity.

At this point, we can only take a gamble.

I bet they relied on their numbers and were not armed with guns.

"Hattori, don't leave me...the other party must be a drug dealer." Fujiwara Yu stood up with the cigarette butt still in his left hand. Even if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder, he had to endure it. At least by using the media to eavesdrop, he could determine where they were hiding.

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