"Just now I asked Sae and the others why they called Robert Taylor the murderer. Then they told me that three years ago, when Rob was about to return, Misa asked them to ask Rob about his feelings and asked him 'what he thought of Misa', but they said that Rob wrote something very excessive."
"What?"
"I wrote the words 'Go to hell.'"
Hattori Heiji thought it was ridiculous after hearing this. Robert Taylor obviously liked Takeda Misa, so how could he let the person he loved die? Thinking of this, he directly complained:
"How old were those two brats three years ago? They weren't even in elementary school yet, so they definitely couldn't read. They were probably just bragging!"
"Although I don't believe Mr. Robert would say such a thing, Sae and the others don't seem to be joking. Do you think Miss Misa committed suicide because she was sad after hearing such a reply?" Yuanshan Heye was very thoughtful. She had witnessed Robert crying sadly, so she felt that there must be some misunderstanding between the two of them. Miss Misa might have committed suicide because of this misunderstanding.
"Don't think about these things. Just rest with those two kids. Leave the case to me and Brother Takashi. We have something to do here, so I'll hang up first." After Hattori Heiji hung up the phone, he found that Sosuke Takashi next to him was lost in thought. He tilted his head and was a little confused. Could it be that Brother Takashi thought that Sae and the others were not lying?
Fujiwara Yu was indeed thinking about whether the words "die" were true, but after hearing Kazuha's guess, he vaguely felt that this might be the truth.
——"I am a prince from a certain country. I came here to find a bride as brilliant as the light."
A bride as bright as light?
"Even though Rob could speak Japanese, his mouth was broken and he couldn't speak. He couldn't write, so he had to communicate with Misa using romanization."
Unable to speak, I had to use Romanization to communicate with Misa?
etc.
Die...die...shine...shine? !
At this moment, Fujiwara Yu's mouth opened involuntarily, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.
He did not feel the pleasure of solving the puzzle. Instead, it was like thunder going off in his head and his ears were ringing.
"...Hey, Hattori, I think I can figure out who the murderer is."
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