[Two travelers look up at the sky at night, the devil descends on the castle, the king absconds with the treasure, the princess sheds tears on the Holy Grail and begs for forgiveness, the soldier commits suicide with a sword and the fields are stained with blood...]
"Isn't this the story just now..."
"I put a lot of effort into imitating the tragedy that happened in this villa to come up with this reminder..."
The puppet said: "Don't you think these sentences are very suitable for the reasoning competition that will be held in the annex?"
"Idiot..." Gunda Ikumi glanced over there, "Do you think you can incite everyone's emotions with these two sentences? Let me declare in advance that I have no interest in your suggestions at all."
"It is impossible for you to quit this game," the puppet said, "because you have all fallen into the magic I cast..."
"ah......"
Motegi Harushi suddenly let out a muffled groan, and he was seen holding his throat, having difficulty breathing, and stood up unsteadily.
Everyone turned to look.
However, before he could continue to show off his acting skills, Ye Gengyi suddenly picked up a chair and threw it directly on his head.
After all, Motegi Harushi was a man who had survived a hail of bullets. He was just startled and quickly turned aside.
As for pretending to be poisoned?
Where can I take care of this now?
"Really... I escaped as expected." Ye Gengyi said calmly.
If you just listened to his tone, someone who didn't know better would have thought that the two of them were playing dodge ball just now.
"Hey, hey! If I hadn't escaped, I would have really died if I hit him this time!" Motegi Harushi yelled.
His right hand subconsciously touched the inner pocket of the suit, and then stopped in mid-air without knowing what he thought of.
Sure enough, it's a pistol...
Ye Gengyi looked at him with dead eyes and said: "No, I am confident in my control, and not only are you not dead, but the poison is also cured, isn't it?"
"I......"
Motegi Harushi looked embarrassed.
This was a joke, and he made himself into a joke.
"Feel sorry."
When Ye Geng saw that the other party really didn't mean to draw a gun, he said directly: "If you insist on an explanation, just think that I was hit by the magic of the mastermind hiding behind the scenes."
Everyone: "..."
This pot is thrown away...
However, one of you is acting poisoned and the other is acting magic, you are half-baked childish ghosts and you are not worthy of sympathy at all!
Everyone who didn't understand Ye Gengyi's actions thought this way.
"Forget it, I quit... If I stay with this kid again, I'm worried that I will do something irreversible..."
Motegi Harushi muttered twice, "I'm not interested in treasures or anything anyway."
However, not waiting for him to leave.
However, as if replicating his previous actions, Dashang Zhushan let out a hysterical scream and fell heavily on his back to the ground.
Come again?
However, it seems you have nothing to test.
Previously, Ye Gengyi attacked Motegi Haruka with a chair. It was also when the other party was pretending to be poisoned that he saw the dangerous object flashing past in his arms.
Of course, if the other party had really pulled out a gun just now, the speed of swinging the chair would definitely be several times that of the force just now, and it would be merciless.
As for this great blessing...
"Hey, uncle," Haruoshi Motegi thought this man was mocking him, and immediately walked back with an unhappy face, "There should be a limit to joking. If that kid wants to hit you with a chair, I won't say anything. What."
"No..." Baima Tan squatted down to investigate, and then said: "The heart definitely stopped beating at 22:34:51. This is not something that can be achieved by relying on some fake death technique, and..."
"His cherry red face looks much more real than your acting skills." Ye Gengyi added.
"It's potassium cyanate..."
Ikumi Gunada, a former prosecutor, immediately made a judgment, "Apart from his more rosy complexion, his lips did not turn purple, and there was a unique smell of almonds in his mouth..."
"Black tea? Yes! He just drank black tea!" Motegi Harushi looked towards the table.
However.
"No, it doesn't look like it's because of this cup of black tea," Senjian Ryoyo showed a copper coin in front of everyone, "You see there is no oxidation reaction..."
"It seems that the dice has been cast," the lifeless puppet at the head of the table suddenly said, "So, in order to repay Detective Ogami for sacrificing his own life, this wisdom competition can start lively. , please work hard to find the treasure!"
Um?
Ye Gengyi looked at Dashang Zhushan's pocket strangely.
No one touched, no radio waves were sent out...
Therefore, this message announcing the murder is that the murderer has calculated the time in advance, which is interesting.
"Asshole! Stop joking!" Motegi Haruhi was angry. He stepped forward, grabbed the doll by its collar, and picked it up.
However, the connection position of the joint points of that simple puppet model is also quite fragile.
Before Motegi Haruhi could find the so-called radio interface, the head of the doll model fell off, and the tape and timer module hanging from it accidentally fell under the head and were smashed.
"This...I didn't mean it." Motegi Haruhi's expression stiffened.
If we have to look into it carefully, his behavior should be regarded as destroying evidence, right?
"Forget it, Brother Motegi." Qianjian said condescendingly: "Anyway, we can't just rely on this to find out who the murderer is."
"That's right." Gunda Ikumi took out her gloves from her pocket.
She just glanced at the tape and focused on the cup of black tea, "The key point is still the cause of Detective Ogami's poisoning. There was no potassium cyanate reaction in the cup, so how did the murderer poison him? "
"Could it be smeared on the edge of the teacup?" Kuroba Kaito guessed.
"That's impossible," Gunda Ikumi said: "Based on the remaining amount of black tea, he should have drank two or three sips before he died of the poison..."
"Since the discussion can't produce any results, why don't we go take a look at the cars outside first?"
Motegi Harushi suggested: "After all, I care about my car."
"That's fine. Although the explosion just now doesn't seem like a bluff, we might be able to find other clues..." Gunda Ikumi agreed.
The opinion was unanimous.
Everyone also walked towards the outside of the annex.
At this time, Ye Gengyi noticed that a certain primary school student had quietly approached the body of Da Shang Zhu Shan at some point. Judging from the other person's expression, he must have discovered something.
He deliberately slowed down and observed carefully.
hand? finger? wrist? sleeve? Lined?
No... I'm looking at my nails.
After quickly eliminating several wrong options, he quickly grasped this clue.
It turns out that the deceased was using a certain habit of the deceased to kill people, so the poison should have been placed on the other person's thumb...
Wait a moment...
Ye Gengyi suddenly stood still.
Although we still have to help Kaito clear his suspicions, since someone is dead, can we call the police now?
Thinking, he looked at Bai Ma Tan's back and fell into thinking...
