Chapter 18361843 [Jiang Xia can't be avoided]
On this ordinary night, of course, it is not only the high school students and peripheral members of the organization who are busy.
Masumi Takamori knew nothing about the developments on either side.
After finally getting rid of those enthusiastic elementary school classmates, she dragged the huge suitcase through the silent night and hurried home, her mind full of her own affairs.
Soon, Masumi Takamori returned to the apartment she rented.
She took the elevator upstairs and when she reached the door of the room, she looked around furtively before opening the door and quickly slipping in.
It’s not a big room, and you can see the living room directly from the entrance.
The living room was in a mess, with broken vases and the flowers inside scattered all over the floor. Where the broken vases were most densely packed, a young man in shabby clothes was lying on his stomach, with blood all over his head, and he looked like he had died a long time ago.
Masumi Takamori dragged the empty suitcase into the house, but did not pack it immediately. She slumped down on the floor, lit a thin lady's cigarette, and took a deep puff.
In the dense smoke, Takamori Masumi leaned against the wall, talking to himself tiredly, and comforted himself mentally: "I actually ran into my elementary school classmates at this time. They are also friends with that amazing detective... I heard that the detective can quickly find the murderer with just one glance, but my house is the crime scene, and the mall is so far away, even if it's Jiang Xia, he won't be able to see anything."
Masumi Takamori never thought that he would end up taking the path of murder.
Her career was booming, and she had originally planned to move to a better and safer house in two days. However, before she found a good house, her ex-boyfriend came to her door with ill intentions.
Masumi Takamori did have a period of time when she was a decadent bad girl. If what she did during that period had been widely publicized, perhaps her modeling career would have come to an end.
The ex-boyfriend knew this very well and asked for 5 million. When Takamori Masumi thought about having to work for such a guy for the rest of her life, she couldn't help but pick up the vase next to her.
When I came to my senses, the heavy vase had already hit my ex-boyfriend on the back of his head.
But she didn't want to turn herself in for such a scum, so she had to hurried to the supermarket to buy a suitcase, intending to get rid of the man when it was late at night.
"Okay, stop having those pessimistic assumptions and get up to work." Takamori Masumi slapped his face hard to encourage himself.
She was about to stand up, but when her eyes fell on the corpse that needed to be dealt with, something unexpected happened, causing Takamori Masumi to shudder all over and let out a scream from her throat - why is this corpse's eyes open? !
She remembered clearly that before she went out to buy a suitcase, she looked at the corpse with his eyes wide open and felt scared, so she closed his eyes on purpose.
But now...
"Are you really going to die with your eyes wide open..." Takamori Masumi stepped forward tremblingly, "I don't want to kill you either, but it's your fault for not leaving a way for others to live."
She closed her eyes and reached out to press, closing the corpse's eyes again.
Looking at the corpse that had become peaceful again, Takamori Masumi breathed a sigh of relief and slumped back down on the ground.
Just then, her hand suddenly hit something, and that thing hit the floor with a crisp tinkling sound.
"Hmm?" Takamori Masumi looked down in confusion and saw a small foreign silver coin. "What is this? Did it fall out of that guy?"
She shook her head, wiped the coins clean and stuffed them back into the pocket of the corpse, then took a deep breath and began to destroy the evidence: there happened to be an undeveloped wild lake area a few kilometers away, so she could just put some stones in the body and sink it into the lake.
…
The day of the fashion show.
Early in the morning, Takamori Masumi took a bus to the nearest stop to the venue.
She glanced at the newspapers sold in the shop, walked over and bought one as if nothing had happened. After reading it, she checked her phone and confirmed that there was no recent news of "corpse sinking at the bottom of the lake". Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.
"I don't think we'll be discovered." Takamori Masumi consoled himself, "There are so many missing people every year, this one is definitely not the only one. Stay calm, it won't be a big problem."
Thinking of this, she threw away the newspaper with a relaxed look and prepared to go to the venue.
Who knew that when I turned around, there was a person on the street without me noticing.
Jiang Xia held the ticket in one hand and the bag in the other. He glanced at her and gave her a polite smile.
Behind Jiang Xia, the two female classmates were not so polite.
"We're here!" Suzuki Sonoko jumped over and hugged Takamori Masumi who was in a daze, "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
Takamori Masumi: "..."
…Today is a workday, don’t you guys have to go to school?!
Her expression almost broke, and she tried hard to smile, but her face wouldn't obey her.
Fortunately, at this moment, there was a screeching sound of brakes nearby.
The assistant of Putuo Fashion Design Company drove over and waved to Takamori Masumi: "Masumi, I'm here to pick you up. Hmm? Who are these people? Are they your friends?"
Masumi Takamori's smile was uglier than crying, and he nodded.
Suzuki Sonoko patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Cry if you want to. It's normal to be moved when you have such loyal friends like us. Hahahahaha."
Conan: “…”
Although it is not clear what exactly happened to this old classmate, judging from her reaction, after today, this hearty laughter will probably become Takamori Masumi's nightmare.
…
Fortunately, the assistant drove a business car with enough seats and took them to the venue in one trip.
"Hello, I'm Kiriyama Sayoko." The assistant looked at them in the rearview mirror and said with some emotion, "I didn't expect Masumi to have friends... No, I mean, I didn't expect she had such a famous detective friend."
The light in Takamori Masumi's eyes gradually lost its luster: "..." Can you please stop talking about detectives and let's talk about the fact that I have no friends.
Although one person gradually lost the desire to chat and survive, with Suzuki Sonoko there and the young assistant being a talkative person, the atmosphere in the car was lively all the way.
…
The vehicle drove towards the picturesque suburbs for a while and finally stopped in front of a villa built deep in the mountains.
The assistant introduced, "We're here. This is the 'French Pavilion' that our boss rented for a large sum of money. It was said to have been built with funds from wealthy people in the last century. At that time, only high-ranking officials were qualified to come in. But now it has been converted into a hotel. As long as you save up some money and pick a day when it's not booked out, anyone can come in."
Several people entered the hotel carrying their luggage and, with the enthusiastic introduction of the assistant, checked in at the counter.
And before they stepped into the hotel lobby.
In the side building, behind the curtains of a room.
Izuka Jiro pushed up his sunglasses, and a cold light flashed across the lenses. "It's these high school students again? Ha, what a coincidence."
(End of this chapter)
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