Everyone fell silent.
Because they are reasonable and good people, they are held at gunpoint.
And those guys who deceive the superiors and conceal the truth, obey the secrets, and take human life lightly are bad people. They can't reason, so they get away with it and become lawless madmen within the order.
Qiao Shuya was silent. He wanted to say something else, but it was no longer necessary.
Because good people have become a curse word.
But at this moment, some people began to feel that something was wrong.
Feng Tailang, who was behind Qiao Shuya, silently poked Qiao Shuya and the priest in the waist, and said, "The situation seems a little wrong. The deceased died too quickly, didn't he?"
After all, he is also a detective. Although he is considered an intelligence-based detective and is good at catching mistresses, tracking and finding people, he has been in the reasoning circle for a long time.
"What's wrong? Doesn't cyanide cause death in one minute and death in two minutes? It is known as one of the most powerful poisons in the world." The priest returned.
"No, Joseph, what would happen if a person who had just taken cyanide was discovered by you and then treated with holy light as quickly as possible?" Fuutarou said.
"It should be possible to extend the torture time by more than ten minutes, but it still cannot be cured." Joseph said.
"This is the crux of the matter. From the moment you shout 'dead' to Brother Keqing releasing the Holy Light, it does not exceed one minute. And Brother Keqing's Holy Light is stronger than yours. Logically speaking, even if you are not alive within this time, you can Just prolong the pain of the deceased for a few minutes." Fuutarou said.
"What do you want to express?" Qiao Shuya also asked.
"I think the deceased seemed to have endured the torture of cyanide for nearly a minute while standing, and then fell down when he was completely dead. Why was he able to hold on for nearly a minute? Cyanide would completely block his breathing and block his breathing. With brain-blood communication, he was able to make sounds during this period, but he chose to hold on..."
"Something's wrong, something's very wrong..."
Fuutarou started talking to himself non-stop. He seemed to have guessed something, but he couldn't catch it.
At this time, the famous detective Megure Kogoro's reasoning pointed directly at Mrs. Hongcun. Even Mrs. Hongcun had admitted it and even took out a gun and held the monitor hostage.
However, Higashino who was beside Detective Megure was also wondering why this person smelled of bitter almonds so quickly...
Wait, bitter almond flavor?
Cyanide is colorless and odorless. It only smells like bitter almonds when it reacts with human cells. However, that reaction also takes a long time.
The kid picked up the corpse's nails and found that there were obvious stains on the corpse's index finger, and there was also a faint smell of bitter almonds.
He understood that there was only one truth!
…
At this time, Mrs. Hongcun angrily pressed the gun against Yoshida Tsumugi's temple and shouted: "I want you watchmen to complete everything I said. I want the illegitimate son of the Sanleng Group to pay for my daughter's life." !Hurry up or I’ll kill this girl!”
The watchers present seemed to want to take action, but many of them were stopped by other colleagues around them.
And Higashino kid gradually understood everything. He also discovered the truth. Even the method of this case was based on the method in the famous work "The Devotion of Suspect X" by the famous suspense reasoning writer in District 11, Keigo Higashino.
He gradually understood everything. The truth was...
"Mrs. Hongcun, stop it." The kidnapped squad leader did not show any fear at this time and sighed slightly.
"Wha...what?" Mrs. Hongcun was stunned.
"Mr. Sakurai, he committed suicide." The squad leader's calm words seemed to have dropped a bomb among the watchers.
"What?"
"Baccarat?"
"What happened?"
All the watchmen were stunned. How could it be possible that the deceased committed suicide?
The deceased even committed suicide at a wedding held by the Watchmen Association, and deliberately pretended to be a suicide. What was the purpose?
"The real doubt is that Ah Qiao has released the Holy Light as quickly as possible, but the Holy Light has no effect. The watchers present all know that Ah Qiao's Holy Light can heal injuries up to and including severed limbs. To cure it as quickly as possible, even if it is cyanide poisoning, the Holy Light can at least delay death." Yoshida Tsumugi calmly stated his reasoning,
"But the deceased, Mr. Sakurai Takahiro, had already taken cyanide for more than two minutes and died for more than one minute when Aqiao released the Holy Light, so the Holy Light was completely ineffective."
"The pain and wailing of cyanide poisoning are inevitable, but why did Mr. Sakurai not wailed when he was poisoned, but endured the pain and did not fall until death? Even with so many watchmen present, they did not I found out that someone was covering for him."
Even though the squad leader was being held hostage, she adjusted her glasses at this moment, and a captivating light was reflected on them.
"Then there is only one truth, no matter how impossible it is, it is a fact, that is, Mr. Sakurai committed suicide, and Mrs. Hiromura, you are just a collaborator who helped Mr. Sakurai pretend!"
As soon as the words came out, all the watchers in the audience took a deep breath.
Is there such a lunatic? They deliberately committed suicide at Brother Long's wedding, and for what purpose?
Like Qiao Shuya and others, they immediately felt that the local plutocrats in District 11 were causing trouble.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Sakurai committed suicide, so what is our purpose?" Mrs. Hongcun's gun continued to press against Yoshida Tsumugi's temple, directly to her head.
However, the squad leader said calmly: "Because it is so that your daughter's case can be taken seriously by all the watchmen, and that the guy who is still at large after the accident can get the punishment he deserves. My reasoning is correct, right? Mrs. Hongcun, what you just said about your daughter’s case is true.”
For a moment, Mrs. Hongcun was stunned. Tears filled the corners of her eyes, slid down her cheeks, and even dripped on the monitor's neck.
"I was reminded of the famous suspense mystery "The Devotion of Suspect X" by Keigo Higashino. In order to protect others, the male protagonist chose to become a suspect and sacrifice himself. Your approach is similar to that of that mystery book. "
The monitor continued, and finally, she sighed: "Also, Mrs. Hongcun, the gun in your hand is a toy gun, right?"
As soon as this sentence came out, the other watchmen were even more stunned. They looked carefully. No matter from the front or the side, the pistol looked real.
But Yoshida Tsumugi, whose skin had come into contact with the muzzle of the gun, understood that this was just a toy gun, to be precise, a simulated gun, and it looked like it could still fire BB bullets.
"I..." Mrs. Hongcun was stunned and let go of her holding hands. She knelt on the ground and burst into tears.
The firearm was picked up by other people on the side. After taking it apart, it turned out that it was indeed a simulated gun. This kind of firearm may have difficulty breaking through the defenses of ordinary people, but the appearance of this game is really similar and it is completely simulated.
Feeling: They had more than a hundred watchmen just now, and all of them were threatened by this imitation gun.
Mrs. Hongcun just cried and said: "I have no choice! I really have no choice! Rena was killed, I lost everything, the protection of the Metropolitan Police, the misbehavior of the House of Representatives, and the threat of the Sanleng Group ,I do not know what to do!"
"Before the trial, a member of the House of Representatives came to me and threatened me to accompany him. I agreed and went to the hotel with him... However, we got nothing. The Sanleng Group even sent people to smash up my house. He poured blood on my doorstep and called me every night to threaten me..."
"Why, why is this happening? Why do they still threaten me like this when Reina was killed by them? I just want justice and want the murderer to pay for his life! Why!"
Her cry was pitiful, but everyone present fell silent.
Some people even didn't know why, and suddenly their whole bodies shivered.
"I can't do anything, my mother can't do anything, Reina was hit and killed in the street, and my mother can't even bring the murderer to justice..." She cried and yelled, "What the hell is this?" The ways of the world! The ways of the world! The ways of the world!"
"Even if I reported this matter to reporters, other TV stations and media, there was no report and nothing happened. That day, I was blocked in the toilet by the Yakuza..."
"Why is this happening? I don't see any hope. I feel like a mountain is pressing down on me. I can't breathe. The entire District 11 seems to be their protective umbrella. Only you watchers, only you who are directly affiliated with the Human League Watchers, only you can make the decision for me..."
"Aren't you heroes? Aren't you an organization that protects the entire human race? I just want justice. I just want to use the law to judge the murderer and the Sanleng Group..." She finally knocked her head in the park.
Mrs. Hongcun was originally a graceful and elegant beautiful woman, but now she seemed crazy. She kept banging her head on the ground, her voice was hoarse, and she completely lost her sense of beauty. The haggard and tortured madness completely broke out. .
The atmosphere present was extremely solemn, even like a depressing volcano.
"So, Mrs. Hongcun, that is to say, you originally sent corresponding letters to the association, but you did not get the attention of the Watcher Association, so you used such an extreme plan to make us pay attention to this matter?" Qiao Shu Ya stepped forward and said, "Exchange Mr. Sakurai's death and your own death sentence for those of the Sanleng Group?"
"Yes..." She raised her head and looked at Qiao Shuya, "We have no choice but to use this method of death to make you pay attention, so that you can stand up and uphold justice for us... We can't find anyone Anyone can only find the watchmen of the People's League..."
"I have one last question, why did Mr. Sakurai prefer to commit suicide? He even endured the hellish torture of cyanide for nearly a minute without screaming?" Qiao Shuya finally asked.
"Because I had an affair, and Mr. Sakurai Takahiro is Rena's real father..."
"Huh, I understand..." Qiao Shuya just turned around and said, "Do you have a lawyer? Sue Mrs. Hongcun for crimes such as endangering public security, committing suicide, picking quarrels and provoking trouble, etc., and send her to jail. prison."
At this moment, Mrs. Hongcun panicked. She rushed forward desperately and said: "Watcher, no, no, no!"
"Take it away." Qiao Shuya's expression remained calm, and the other watchers suddenly felt uncomfortable.
If they were ordinary people and encountered what happened to Mrs. Hongcun, what would they do?
The answer is, there is no solution.
He suddenly thought of what someone said a few months ago, after the Ginza Devouring Demon incident broke out.
"This is District 11, with a stupid local government, unscrupulous chaebols and Yakuza, and ordinary people who have been suppressed to the point of perversion. This land has no hope and light, only despair and reincarnation." Nakamura branch president said gloomily.
Only then did Qiao Shuya see him. The president of the Zhongcun Branch was also here, but he had been hiding and smoking a cigarette and did not participate in it.
Because of all this, he has long been accustomed to it, even used to it.
However, why would this kind of thing be asked of their Watchers? They cannot interfere in politics. The Watchers are just pure monster killers, and everything they do is only related to strange monsters.
They are not Lord Qingtian, not even the county magistrate, they are just a group of ordinary people responsible for fighting strange demons.
But why, with so many people and so many cases, do they want the Watchmen to make the decision...
Qiao Shuya began to understand why there were so many densely populated cults in District 11, which were springing up like mushrooms after a rain and couldn't be killed or eradicated.
Why do so many people want to be raped? They would rather seek refuge with strange demons and work for them.
"Brother Keqing, are we just going to watch like this?" Fuutarou asked, "Should we do something?"
"It's really time to do something. Find out whether the perpetrator is really in jail, or whether he is a substitute and is at large. If so, then capture him and try him under the People's Federation Law!" Qiao Shuya said calmly! Yes, but everyone knew the anger underneath his calm expression.
"Also, thoroughly investigate the Sanleng Group, the House of Representatives, the Yakuza, and the Metropolitan Police Department. All relevant personnel will be thoroughly investigated, and then dealt with one by one according to the People's League Law. Remember, abide by the People's League Law!"
"Okay!" Fuutarou rubbed his hands. It seemed that he couldn't wait any longer. He was already thirsty for this order.
At this time, people from the Intelligence Department were also working and began to find the case that Mrs. Hongcun mentioned.
This incident was deliberately suppressed and even concealed a lot, so it was a bit difficult to investigate. However, after reading the information found, everyone's faces suddenly became darker.
Mrs. Hongcun is not exaggerating. On the contrary, she still has many experiences that she has not told.
For example, she was originally a wealthy wife with a net worth of tens of millions, and her daughter Rena Hiromura was the top student in the girls' junior high school. The originally happy family was almost destroyed because of this incident.
Also, the time when her daughter was hit and killed probably happened more than half a month ago, a few days before the 60-degree high temperature in Tokyo.
Because of this incident, Brother Long's grand wedding ended hastily. No one was in the mood for fun anymore. Everyone seemed to be preoccupied with something.
"Let's go, let's go home too." Qiao Shuya said, got up and left here.
Along the way, the atmosphere was very depressing and several people were silent.
The dusk sun shone on the ground, and the dust in the air was clearly visible in the sun, but no one in front of the jeep could care about such a thing.
"Aqiao, oh, I don't want to say anything anymore. This District 11, well, actually this kind of thing happens everywhere." Old Chen touched his panda head, as if he wanted to comfort him. He seemed to be in a bad mood at this time. Qiao Shuya, but I don’t know how to comfort him.
Is this dark? For Lao Chen, it was actually not necessarily the case, because he had seen many similar cases of oppression when he traveled around the world.
At most, it can only draw a sword to help when there is injustice.
"No, actually this is very common. Even among evil people, this is the worst and rubbish kind of evil person. Compared to the evil savior or a certain scumbag boss, they are even just rubbish. I don't know how to do it at all. Angry about this kind of thing." Qiao Shuya said, he was not angry at all about this matter.
"What I'm angry about is, in this District 11, why do good people suffer and why do good people deserve to die?" Qiao Shuya looked at Lao Chen calmly and said.
"I..." Lao Chen didn't know how to answer this for a while.
"I know a place where people say things like 'Why should you call the police if you are not a robber?' Since then, the whole world has changed. There are no more brave people, and there are no good people anymore. Seeing people fall On the road, even if there were nearly a hundred people passing by, they would just glance at everything indifferently and just watch him die."
"Because whether you call the police or an ambulance, you will be blackmailed, and even good people will be made to endure everything they shouldn't have to endure."
"So, why is this happening?"
Qiao Shuya said calmly: "Good people deserve to die, and good people should be pointed at guns. What kind of evil is this? And even people like this lady, for the sake of her own justice, she wants to drag other good people down." , and even threaten the lives of other good people, just because they are good and reasonable people?"
"Ah..." Lao Chen didn't expect that Qiao Shuya looked at the problem from this perspective.
In this incident, the only ones who suffered Wuwu's disaster were Brother Long and them, the watchmen who attended the wedding. A good wedding was basically a hasty affair.
"Good people don't get good rewards, bad people don't get punished, and bad people can even occupy a major part of the cake in this world. Perhaps, humans are not biological monsters..." Qiao Shuya looked at Old Chen, "But , in my heart, I am more like a devil than a strange devil."
"The only good news is that most of the good people in this world can get the favor of the gods and become watchers." Qiao Shuya said, "If it is a world without gods, what should the good people do?"
…
Three days later, Tokyo Women's Prison.
Mrs. Hongcun put on prison uniform and used a sewing machine in prison.
Her face already had an expression of despair, like a walking zombie.
She was sentenced to two years in prison, and this was because Mr. Sakurai Takahiro was ultimately deemed to have committed suicide.
"Ms. Hongcun, someone here wants to visit you." the prison guard said.
Soon, Mrs. Hongcun, who was originally a walking dead, came to the interview room, but what she saw was Yoshida Tsumugi, the girl who was held hostage by her.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hiromura, to disappoint you. The person who hit you to death was Iwasaki Ryunosuke. He hid in District 1 to take shelter. Yesterday, he was cleared by the District 1 police because he did not cooperate with the District 1 police's search there. Magazine, this is a photo." Yoshida Tsumugi took out a photo and placed it in front of Mrs. Hongcun through the glass.
In the photo, the rich second-generation young man was shot at least a dozen times. He was lying on the ground covered in blood. There were several bloody footprints behind him. He seemed to be trying to escape after being shot. He stretched out his left hand and pointed at the road extending ahead. , making weird gestures.
"I'm sorry, we didn't bring him back to justice, but the other personnel have been arrested. Waiting for them is the Grand Inquisitor from District 1 to conduct a trial under the People's Federation." After Yoshida Tsumugi finished speaking, he bowed deeply. "Mrs. Hongcun, take care in the future."
After Yoshida Tsumugi left, looking at the photo of the empty magazine across the glass, she lay on the glass and cried bitterly.
…
Outside the prison, Qiao Shuya was waiting against the wall.
Seeing that the squad leader came out and seemed to have let go of a heavy burden, Qiao Shuya just smiled and said: "I thought of a sentence, for lofty things, it is enough to be lucky enough to be involved. This is Keigo Higashino's "The Devotion of Suspect X" middle."
"Are you talking about me?" The squad leader smiled and took the initiative to hold Qiao Shuya's hand.
"No, I'm just talking about myself." Qiao Shuya returned.
Sorry, the scheduled upload seems to have gone wrong again. I don’t know whether it’s because I forgot to upload it or it’s a bug.
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