Chapter 2350 2362 [Each of their deaths]
Everyone stared at the tour guide suspiciously: "'Go for you'? You're not going yourself?"
The tour guide said honestly: "I found that those who went out alone all died."
Everyone: “…” Okay, that makes sense.
Hattori Heiji was not convinced and still frowned: "Then why don't you find someone to go with you?"
The tour guide said modestly: "I don't have much talent in fighting. If someone is determined to attack me, I'm afraid I will only hinder them."
“…”
Although it sounds a bit shameless, they are so fearful of death that it seems hard to blame them - especially since the meals these days are prepared by the tour guide. Hattori Heiji's eyes twitched wildly, and he wanted to say something, but he could only hold it back.
Finally he sighed and looked at Jiang Xia: "Let's go get it."
Although there were some dishonest people among the remaining people, with so many people gathered in the living room to keep an eye on each other, as long as he and Jiang Xia went and came back quickly, there shouldn't be any major problems.
Jiang Xia had no objection and nodded. Soon, the two high school detectives walked out of the door together and headed towards the small warehouse next door.
As soon as the two figures disappeared, someone moved restlessly on the sofa, looking like he wanted to follow, but in the end he did not get up.
Vodka stared at the door eagerly: "..."
Originally he also thought that the matter of "taking flour" was full of conspiracy, but now, Jiang Xia actually went there.
...So now, is the real danger next door or here?
An organizational cadre fell into deep thought.
…
"Why do I feel that these people are all weird and none of them are normal?"
On the way to the small warehouse, Hattori Heiji couldn't help but mutter to Jiang Xia: "Everyone seems to be the murderer, but it seems that no one is... How far have you progressed in your reasoning? Don't you want to communicate with me?"
Jiang Xia suddenly stopped and whispered under Hattori Heiji's puzzled gaze: "There is someone over there."
Hattori Heiji: "?!"
He was startled at first, then sneered: "You came just in time! Although I prefer reasoning, in this emergency, it is not bad to catch the murderer physically."
As he said this, he reached into his arms and unexpectedly pulled out a broken stool leg. Hattori Heiji performed a cool sword flower and held the stool leg in his hand like a wooden sword.
"..." Jiang Xia, "When did you secretly break it off?"
Hattori Heiji: "What do you mean by stealing? I picked it up!"
Jiang Xia recalled the living room that had been destroyed by the murderer when the second body was found: "You are destroying the crime scene by picking up evidence randomly."
Hattori Heiji was weak at first, but then he said stubbornly: "The police won't be here for a while. Even if I don't move, the murderer will definitely clean up the scene - no more talking, just catch that guy!"
As he spoke, he touched his waist and took out another one: "Do you want one?"
Jiang Xia silently pushed away the broken wooden stick in his hand and shook out his own baton.
"This thing is really useful." Hattori Heiji looked at it enviously and muttered, "I got one before, but it accidentally fell out when I went to school and was confiscated by the security guard..."
Jiang Xia interrupted his recollection: "Are you going to arrest him or not?"
"Catch, catch, catch!" Hattori Heiji withdrew his attention from the baton that had killed him before he could accomplish his goal, and winked at Jiang Xia. The two of them approached the figure in the corner from different directions.
The figure was lowering his head, fiddling with something with a clanging sound.
The noise covered up the approaching footsteps. It was not until Hattori Heiji's shadow fell on the wall that the dark figure in the corner suddenly came to his senses and jumped up.
Hattori Heiji immediately swung up the stick and shouted, "Stop! Don't run!"
Of course the brutal murderer would not obey him obediently, so Hattori Heiji shouted while quickly simulating his escape route in his mind, and adjusted his knife-holding... and stool leg-holding posture to ensure that he could attack in all directions at any time.
The next moment, with a "Woo--" sound breaking through the air, he casually... swung the stick in the air.
——The next moment after he shouted "Stop, don't run", the black shadow leaned over and squatted on the ground.
Hattori Heiji missed the target and almost hit his head against the wall: "..." Wait, why doesn't this guy follow the routine!
He rushed back to defend anxiously, but at this moment, he heard Jiang Xia next to him say: "Mr. Xiaolin? What are you doing here?"
"Kobayashi?" Hattori Heiji steadied his balance and looked down, only to find that the black shadow was not going to squat down and give him a sweeping kick, but after he shouted "Don't run", he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.
——The black shadow in front of him was none other than the famous painter who loved to paint corpses.
"…When did you get here?" Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment, and briefly felt as if he had seen a ghost.
After a while, he belatedly remembered that when everyone was discussing who would get the noodles, it seemed that Kobayashi Seiji was indeed not seen. And the presence of this taciturn painter was so low that he did not notice this matter until now.
"What are you doing squatting here?" Hattori Heiji asked unhappily, looking down at the ground.
There were no hammers or axes or other tools like he had imagined, only some ordinary-sized wrenches and screwdrivers.
Kobayashi Seiji looked at Jiang Xia, then looked at Hattori Heiji, and suddenly revealed a mysterious smile: "Nothing, I just had nothing to do so I listened to the news."
"Listen to the news?" Hattori Heiji said, "When the real estate developer died, wasn't everything in the house destroyed by the murderer? Where did you get the radio?"
Kobayashi Seiji chuckled and said, "It's the same one. I fixed it."
He put down his hands that were holding his head, stood up, and said in an unprecedented fanatical tone: "I finally know the true identity of the murderer."
"You know?" Hattori Heiji looked at him suspiciously, "Who is it?"
Kobayashi Seiji looked at the two detectives in front of him and said, "The murderer is..."
“…”
He thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Hattori Heiji: "...You are kidding us!"
Kobayashi Seiji touched his precious sketchbook: "I just think the timing is not right yet."
Hattori Heiji looked at him speechlessly: "Okay, stop being mysterious, and hurry to the restaurant. Dinner is about to start."
He didn't take the painter's reasoning seriously. The other party was determined to be a riddle teller, so he didn't bother to ask any more questions.
After all, as a detective, Hattori Heiji has seen many people who confidently shout "I know who the murderer is!", and according to his experience, their accuracy rate is less than 1% - of course, those who equally suspect all suspects at the scene cannot be counted.
(End of this chapter)
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