Chapter 12 True or False
The deceased, Yu Morishita, was a 38-year-old male unemployed man who died within half an hour of his death from drug poisoning.
The three people sitting at the same table were the victim's girlfriend, Kaori Sakai, Kaori Sakai's friend, Yuri Oda, and the victim's friend, Kiri Kawashima. In addition, Kiri Kawashima and Yuri Oda were a couple who were dating.
This configuration seems to be quite common in Mihua. You yawned, and if it was a crime of passion, he loved her and she loved him. Whoever showed an expression of satisfaction or confusion after the victim's death was the criminal. Oh, it could also be the one who cried the loudest. If it was not a crime of passion, the victim would be the beneficiary. Whoever got the most money after the victim died was the criminal.
Today, the four of them came to Café Poirot for their customary four-person date, and also to arrange to accompany Kaoru Sakai to choose a wedding dress tomorrow.
It feels like watching a detective movie with a bad plot. It doesn't matter who the criminal is in the end, because it won't surprise the audience anyway... You yawn again, wondering when the "Grim Reaper" will finish solving the case and go home. You want to go back to playing games early.
"It's you, Kawashima." Oda Yuri showed a look of disdain, "You've always liked Sakai, right? Every time Sakai and Morishita were intimate, you would show a jealous expression - so, it must be you who killed Morishita!"
Oh, here it comes, the scene of pulling each other's hair, you like to watch this! You stand up, what is it that makes father and son turn against each other? What is it that makes the once loving couple become strangers? What is it that makes brothers and sisters cry in each other's arms? Everything is in today's Approach to Science!
"It wouldn't be me!" The man who had been very quiet suddenly jumped up. He covered his face with trembling hands, crying, "I... I wouldn't do anything to You..." Suddenly, he raised his head, revealing a somewhat morbid affection, "Obviously, I have always loved You-kun..."
"If I were to kill Yu-kun, I wouldn't let him go alone."
Oh my god, you yandere Nantong! You and the customers who failed to escape from the cafe were breathing in the cool air, so you were jealous of the young couple. You were jealous of the girl!
But this is rice flower, it seems that this little bit of emotional tug is quite normal?
You calm down again.
"Huh? So you started dating me because of Morishita?" Oda Yuri showed a look of astonishment, "If it wasn't you who killed Morishita, it couldn't have been Sakai, could it?" She glanced at Sakai Fumio who had stopped crying, and became firm, "It definitely couldn't have been Sakai, Kawashima, just admit it, it was you who killed Morishita."
"Humph, why don't you say that you killed Morishita?" Kawashima Kiri snorted coldly, "Among us, you are the only one who hates Morishita the most, right?"
"Me? How is that possible?!" Oda Yuri was a little flustered, but she quickly calmed down. She looked around and suddenly pointed at you, saying excitedly, "Hey! It's you! The guy who was eating melon seeds from the beginning! You killed Morishita, right? You murderer!"
Huh? Who? Is it you? Are you the suspect? Is this true?
Your eyes widened, and the melon seeds in your mouth fell out of your mouth in shock at this sudden accusation.
Hey, you're not right? You were just eating sunflower seeds and listening to stories. Who did you offend? Your Clear Soup Master, you can't treat you as a suspect just because you were eating sunflower seeds? Then you still want to say that this obviously panicked girl is the murderer.
You looked helplessly at Kenji Hagiwara, who was leaning against the wall and laughing, not caring at all about your life or death.
It is obvious that he already knows who the criminal is. Even the "Grim Reaper" with light reflecting off his glasses seems to be still looking for key evidence. When he heard that you were slandered, he was anxious for a moment, but that was all. Then he continued to look for key evidence.
Matsuda Jinpei, who has long been annoyed by your melon-eating look, walks over and says with a gloating look: "Do you have anything to explain? Criminal suspect."
Are you kidding me? You glared at the unscrupulous policeman. Humph, don't underestimate you. You have read all the "Selected Cases of Mihua Murder" in the forum! For such a small case, you are just making random guesses!
If you fill in all the answers, you can always get one or two points right, right?
*
"The real murderer is you, Ms. Oda Yuri."
Get out of the way, you're just guessing.
"First of all, I'm not a detective, and I haven't found any evidence. What I'm going to say next is just some reasonable speculation about the current situation." You spread your hands to show your innocence. "Since someone who is eating sunflower seeds can be considered a suspect, then all of you who are eating at the same table, before the murderer is found, are more suspicious than me who is eating sunflower seeds, right?"
"Ms. Oda, you hate Mr. Morishita because he confessed his love to you, right?" The main point is a blind guess, which costs nothing. If you guess right, you can pretend. "His disloyalty to Ms. Sakai makes you, Ms. Sakai's friend, feel disgusted, right?"
Oda Yuri took a step back in surprise: "How do you know... I haven't told anyone about this. Are you also a detective?"
What? Didn't I say it was a reasonable guess? Do you really think you've been visiting the forum for nothing?
"What? Morishita confessed his love to you?!" Kawashima Kiri pointed at Oda Yuri, looking betrayed, "Impossible! Morishita clearly said that he only loves me, and after he kills that stupid woman Sakai, he will go abroad with me to register."
Wow, isn’t this another new revelation?
"Humph, you still take a man who is full of lies seriously?" Oda Yuri snorted coldly, "Being confessed to by a man like him is really disgusting and makes me unable to sleep."
"Oda..." After hearing that Morishita Yuu was going to kill her, Sakai Fumio finally couldn't sit still anymore. She spoke hesitantly, "Morishita asked me to stay away from you before, saying that you...liked me...is this true?"
It's true that he loves him, loves her, loves her, and she doesn't love anyone else.
This is truly the most rainbow-colored performance group you've seen this year.
The "Grim Reaper" over there finally found all the evidence, randomly selected a lucky guy, anesthetized him, and then started to solve the case.
To be honest, you are quite envious of the equipment of the "Reaper", and you are also quite envious of the ability of the "Reaper" to blatantly anesthetize people and yet be ignored.
You have seen on forums that people involved in the case and the police are always like blind people. There is a child running around, and they hide behind people and change their voices to solve the case, but no one thinks it is wrong.
The replies below were all like “Bah, you dare to say that, aren’t you afraid that the God of Death will come to play near your house tomorrow?”
You looked at the lucky person today, then looked at the others (especially the two policemen) and really didn't notice anything wrong. You could only sigh that the "Grim Reaper" halo was so terrifying.
However, you were not very interested in this brain-twisting explanation, and you were surprised when the murderer was deduced to be Kaoru Sakai.
Fumio Sakai explained the reason herself. She could tolerate the other party being with her for money, and she could also accept raising a handsome gigolo, which was similar to raising a cat or dog as a small pet.
But she absolutely could not tolerate the fact that he spent his own money to support other gigolos - yes, that's right, this Sea King Morishita Yu not only kept several lovers outside, both men and women, but he even spent the living expenses given to him by Sakai.
Scumbag! You cursed in your heart, if you don't cherish such a good rich woman, you will be struck by lightning! Do you know how many people dream of a rich woman who falls from the sky and takes a fancy to them, so that they don't have to do anything and have tens of thousands of living expenses every month! ?
Go to hell, you scumbag!
Yuri Oda was not surprised by this result. It was because she liked Sakai so much that she knew from the beginning that he wanted to commit a crime, and she hurriedly started looking for someone to take the blame.
Seeing this, the naive and innocent one is actually the yandere Nan Tong? !
The stories related to the performance of "Death" are indeed exciting.
You sigh.
That’s good. It would be better if I don’t let you bump into me next time.
*
You were sent to the downstairs of the apartment by Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara.
After all, today is a murder case and you have been accused as a suspect. They are quite worried about what you will think, and they have been looking for topics to help you divert your attention along the way.
What can you think? You just think that the efficiency of the "Death God" is not high enough today. Isn't it said that the "Death God" is very fast in performance?
But when you get back to your apartment, you're no longer in the mood to play games.
On the way back, Kenji Hagihara mentioned your mother again and told you some stories about things that happened in the past.
In fact, you haven't thought about your parents much in the past two months, but your mother appeared a little too often today, which reminded you of your father's outrageous deeds.
Although the whole world is like a game in their eyes, your dad's outrageousness is a little lower. To put it in another way, your mom is an evil fun-loving person, and your dad is a chaotic neutral and lawful person - at least when he has no money, he won't think of destroying companies and banks, but if your mom is really desperate, she might drive a police car to rob a bank.
By the way, you don’t even know how your mother passed the exam to become a police officer. For a long time, you thought that the person who gave your mother the excellent grades must have been blind.
You and your father live in the countryside, but you don't know much about his work. You only know that it is a highly confidential pharmaceutical company, and every day a big man in black clothes driving a black car comes to pick him up from get off work, which makes him look very impressive. But when you ask him, he touches the back of his head and says that he is just a low-level salesperson, and today he was scolded by his boss because his performance did not meet the target.
You've also seen your father's top boss - the photo version, which your father took secretly. It's hung in the basement where he did his experiments. Every time your father was in a bad mood, he would put darts on it.
Later, on your father's birthday, you gave him a straight white rag doll with green eyes and asked him to use it as a substitute for his boss.
"Throwing darts at night is a bit too noisy." You sincerely suggested, "Dad, you can try stabbing villains. It will relieve stress."
At that time, your father had an expression that was difficult to describe, and you still don’t understand what that expression meant.
But later you saw the doll in the basement. Well, it was turned into a hedgehog. It seems that your father's resentment towards his boss is still as strong as that of the male ghost.
It has been so long that you can't even remember what outrageous things your father did - towards outsiders and society.
Well, basically all his outrageous actions were implemented on you, such as taking you out to play, he put a dog leash on you because he was afraid you would get lost; after hearing you say you wanted to row a boat, he pushed out a dead tree trunk from somewhere, and excitedly said that this was called a canoe, and he had long wanted to try using it to go boating in the lake - the kind of lake with crocodiles in it; when he took you to the supermarket, after you said you wanted to play with the stroller, he thought for three seconds, sat in the stroller himself, turned his head and gave you a doting smile: Play, Daddy will cooperate with you...
And so on.
Suddenly you don't miss your parents that much anymore.
But how can it not be considered as inheriting your parents' traits when you let yourself go and play in your own style in virtual games?
Sometimes you wonder, what would happen if you and your family played the same game? Would you really become a nuclear-level disaster player?
But the person is already dead, so it doesn't matter how much you think about it.
You turned off the bedside lamp, closed your eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
A dreamless night...
No way!
You suddenly opened your eyes, turned over and took out your helmet.
Damn it, I was thinking too much just now and couldn’t sleep at all!
Game on!
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