Mikako was still greeting Kazuma: "Come on! This barbecue looks very good, and the apple candy over there is also delicious!"
He Ma smiled and said, "It's not bad, you can eat it, don't worry about me. I'll go to the social office to show my face."
"Hey~~~" Mikako made a long sound to express her dissatisfaction.
He Ma originally wanted to ignore her, but today she is too cute, and a cute child can enjoy special treatment, so He Ma comforted her: "I'll go to the social office to show my face, and I'll be back right away, and I'll go shopping with you when the time comes. "
"Really? Pull the hook."
Seeing Mikako with such a luxurious figure make such innocent and girlish movements, Kazuma involuntarily obeyed her, stepped forward and hooked her little finger with the little finger of his right hand.
At this moment, He Ma suddenly wanted to copy the song "Swear with Fingers".
When pulling the hook in China, the mantra is that the hook cannot be changed for a hundred years, while the mantra in Japan emphasizes that those who break the promise must swallow a thousand needles.
After the hook was finished, Mikako let go of her hand, and then patted Kazuma on the shoulder vigorously: "Go! Come back after finishing the work, and I will replace you with Qingluliu!"
Qingliu: "Eh? What? What's wrong with me?"
Hema: "Please, Qingliu! Keep an eye on this monkey for me."
"Why did you call me Qingliu, Kazuma? Really..." Although her face was wrinkled, Qingliu took a few steps forward and looked at Mikako, "What do you want to eat? I'll accompany you to buy it. "
"I want to go over there and play ring throwing!" Mikako said.
"Don't you want to eat? Why do you want a ring all of a sudden?"
"That's how the interest comes!"
Mikako bounced and walked towards the center of the shrine square, and Qingliu followed behind her with an expression of displeasure, just like Shin-chan who was forced out to walk the dog in the manga Crayon Shin-chan.
And the other girls from the Kiryu Dojo are now gathering in front of the stall selling apple candy.
Kazuma and Tamamo, who was licking apple candy and licking them happily, looked at each other, then turned and walked towards the agency office.
Qingliu has the fighting power to follow Mikako, and Tamamo looks at everyone, there should be nothing to worry about.
Lord, don't be cold.
The shrine office was also newly decorated, and there were three maidens sitting in the sales window on the first floor. However, there were not many people visiting the festival early, so no one visited the shrine office. The three maidens were chatting idly.
The one sitting in the middle of the three witches is Hiroko, but she has put on makeup and concealer to deal with the freckles on her face, and she looks much prettier than when I met her with Ma.
The other two witches may be Hiroko's friends.
He Ma came to the sales window and asked, "The God Lord invited me to come and talk about something."
"Eh? Ah, Mr. Kiryu!" Hiroko smiled, "Master Shenzhu is in his office at the back, but I didn't hear him say that he is waiting for you."
"He's waiting for me." He Ma emphasized without a doubt, "Then I'll pass."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the main entrance of the agency office.
When he turned around, he heard Hiroko's friend ask Hiroko: "This is Mr. Kiryu? He is more handsome than expected."
"The boys in Tokyo are like this. I don't know if he will like it..."
"Don't think about it, they have a group of beautiful female apprentices. I have seen a few of them, and they are all so beautiful that girls would fall in love with them."
When we arrived at the main entrance of the social office, He Ma met several strong men carrying festival flags and other decorations.
These people all wear the armbands of the tourism promotion association.
He Ma passed by these people, entered the interior of the agency office, and saw that the agency office was quite tidy when he came here before, but now it is full of various things.
A young man wearing the armband of the Tourism Promotion Association held a clipboard, saw He Ma coming in and asked directly, "What are you here for?"
"I'm here to see the Lord God." Said Hema.
"He's in his office." The young man pointed to the passage leading inside.
Nodding with Ma, he walked in and observed the young man carefully—it stands to reason that there should be no young people in the hot spring street, after all, even the hostesses in the hotel are aunts in their thirties.
Suddenly seeing a young man in his early twenties, He Ma naturally had to pay more attention.
"Is there something on my face?" The young man noticed Kazuma's gaze and asked.
He Ma: "There don't seem to be many young people in the local area, so I think it's quite novel."
"I've been in charge of clerical work at the village office, and the young people who stay here are either working as clerks or spending time at the Fire and Disaster Mitigation Department." The other party explained with a smile, "Now there are not enough people, so I came out of the office to help. "
Hema said "oh", stopped looking at the man, and strode into the passage leading to the back.
He came to the door of the altar's office with ease, and knocked lightly on the sliding door.
"Ota-san, I'm here."
There was silence on the other side of the sliding door.
Talking to a horse - no way
He directly opened the sliding door, and then saw the Almighty lying on the table.
"Come here!" He Ma shouted loudly, "My lord, something happened!"
He didn't enter the office at the first time, because he suddenly had an idea, and some scenes in detective novels that framed the first discoverer as the murderer appeared in his mind.
The young man in charge of distributing supplies rushed over first: "What's going on?"
"My lord, something happened, call a doctor!"
"knew!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, another middle-aged man's voice sounded: "What's going on?"
The young man who distributed the supplies said: "Doctor Fujita! The one who said that something happened to Mr. Shenzhu."
"oh?"
A middle-aged man surnamed Fujita appeared in Kazuma's sight carrying a box with a red cross, followed by the young man just now.
"The doctor came so quickly." He Ma said.
"Because I'm in the shrine office, and I'm going to treat the injured people in the festival tonight. The stone steps in front of the shrine are especially prone to sprained feet. Every year, there are a bunch of tourists like this to deal with." Doctor Fujita walked towards the office of the shrine master as he answered. Come.
He Ma then asked, "Your accent doesn't sound like a local."
"Of course I am not. There is no doctor in this place, and I have to go to the town to see a doctor. But for tourism development and hot springs, I can't even have a doctor, so I was invited here from Tokyo. Please let me go."
Get out of the way with the horse.
Dr. Fujita glanced at the office, and his tone immediately became urgent: "Taro, go and call someone! Maybe you will have to send him to the hospital in the town for emergency treatment."
"Understood." The young man who followed the doctor answered loudly, and it was only then that Kazuma realized that his name was Taro.
While Taro turned and ran away, Dr. Fujita stepped forward and squatted down in front of the altar's low table, and turned the altar's hand to feel his pulse.
"I'm going to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation." He said seriously, "Come here and help me put him down."
Hema immediately stepped forward to help put Lord God on the ground.
The doctor first checked the priest's mouth and nose, and then checked whether there was any trauma on his body. Finally, he pulled off the skirt of the priest's formal attire on the priest's body and started cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
At this time, Taro led a few people from the Tourism Promotion Association over.
As soon as the leading uncle entered the office, he shouted, "Doctor Fujita, can God still preside over the ceremony?"
"Bastard! He's on the verge of losing his life!" Dr. Fujita yelled, while the CPR continued.
Hema observed the man who came in and asked the god if he could still preside over the ceremony.
Judging by his expression, he should be regarded as a small boss, most likely a local, about 30 to 40 years old.
The man looked at the divine master on the ground: "What's the matter? He was shouting at us in the square just now, and he suddenly collapsed?"
"I don't know. Has God's family come? Can you tell me if he has a history of heart disease?"
Everyone shook their heads, and Taro answered on behalf of everyone: "The only relative of Shenzhu is in Tokyo. Why don't you call Hiroko over and ask?"
"Call here!"
Taro turned and ran out of the room.
He Ma was carefully observing the furnishings in the room.
He first tried to open the sliding door on the other side, but it opened easily.
—Hey, this doesn't even count as a secret room, you can just open the sliding door from the outside and you can come in and commit murder, and after you're done, just go outside and run away.
and Mamai out the door.
The outside is the edge side, and going down from the edge side is the muddy ground. The soil is very dry and hard, and no footprints can be seen.
So Hema looked up at the eaves.
He is a master of parkour, and going to the room is a routine operation for him.
— not to mention that white-haired guy I chased for ten miles that night, he is Tarzan of the ape who can gallop between treetops.
At this time, more people poured into the office of the Almighty.
"Mr. Fujita, what's the matter, Lord Mistress?" Hiroko also came in, asking anxiously.
"The situation is not very good, no, it is very bad. Does God have a history of heart disease? Have you taken any heart disease-related drugs?"
"No." Hiroko shook his head, "Master Shenzhu has always been in good health, and he has always gone up the mountain to gather medicine this year, wearing that mountaineering suit. He may have stronger physical strength than me, and he climbs the stone steps in front of the shrine very fast."
"That's strange." Dr. Fujita stopped CPR, felt his pulse, and then shook his head. "I think it's better to let the police deal with it."
"What? Let the police deal with it? That's not okay!" The little boss just now yelled again.
"Xiao Lin!" Doctor Fujita roared, "Do you know that this is dead?"
"So what? Doctor Fujita, do you know how many people in this hot spring street are counting on the peak tourist season to eat for a year, and how many people are counting on this festival to subsidize their families? The festival will stop when the police come! No, absolutely not!" "
Doctor Fujita pointed to the nose of the person named Xiao Lin: "You! How can you say such outrageous things?"
"Why am I so rebellious? I didn't say I can't call the police. I just don't want to call now. After the festival is over, let the police come and investigate. It can't be like last year! Last year, because a college student died in the mountains, it was so messed up. The big battle scared away a bunch of tourists!
"If we do this again this year, everyone in the hot spring street will drink the northwest wind!"
With the horse next to him, he couldn't get in the way anyway, so he continued to investigate the room.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Lin suddenly saw Kazuma, pointed at him and asked loudly, "What's the matter with this strange face here?"
"Ah? Me?" Hema was stunned for a moment, but immediately explained, "The god master called me in the evening and asked me to come to the shrine to meet him, saying that he had made an amazing discovery."
"What discovery?" Kobayashi asked.
He Ma: "How do I know? He should have called from the main hall of the agency office. He said that it was hard to tell because there were so many people, so he asked me to come over and talk in detail."
As soon as he finished talking with Ma, Taro nodded and said, "Yes, God did make a phone call in the evening, but I didn't hear what he said clearly. His voice was very quiet, and there were many people in the main hall of the social office at that time. Messy."
There is a telephone in the main hall of the entire social office, and the blogger who usually sits at the sales window of the social office is also in charge of answering the phone.
Kobayashi frowned, staring at Kazuma: "Why are you so mysterious? Who are you? What are you here for?"
An uncle behind Kobayashi said: "He is Mr. Kiryu who lives in the hotel on the mountainside, and he is a musician who came here to create music."
"A musician at such a young age?" Kobayashi shook his head, "What important matter can a musician and a priest have, and still keep away from everyone mysteriously?"
Kazuma: "I am Kazuma Kiryu, a student at the University of Tokyo, and a student detective who has helped the police solve important cases many times."
He felt that if he didn't reveal his identity at this time, he would lose even the right to investigate.
A group of uncles headed by Xiao Lin showed surprised expressions.
Taro suddenly said "Oh": "I remembered! You are Kiryu Kazuma from that newspaper!"
The three words "on the newspaper" have great power on these country folks, making Xiaolin and the others see Hema's expressions immediately differently.
Kazuma: "Yes, I am the Kazuma Kiryu in the newspaper. I came to this hot spring town for vacation and wrote some music by the way. After knowing that I am Kazuma Kiryu, the God Lord commissioned me to investigate what happened last year."
The uncle behind Xiao Lin immediately began to discuss:
"What happened last year was about Meiji University, right?"
"That's an ordinary accident, the police have settled the case like this."
"No, it might be love murder. My wife said that she saw the girl from Meiji University arguing with the dead boy."
They chattered about what He Ma had already known, all of which were not enough to constitute conclusive evidence, not enough to accuse Chi Xifeng of killing her childhood sweetheart.
And He Ma is now more concerned about the affairs of the God Lord.
Kazuma returned to Kazumi from the door leading to the yard, squatted down, and asked Mr. Fujita, "Can you determine the cause of death?"
Dr. Fujita looked at Shenzhu's face and shook his head: "I'm not a forensic doctor. I can only tell you that there are no obvious injuries on the body, no strangulation marks on the neck, and no blunt force marks on the top of the head. So I just One response was to suspect a heart attack."
He Ma nodded, then turned his gaze to the low table in the office.
There are teacups on the table, as well as scattered items such as banknotes. All of these are still placed on the table, which shows that the God Lord did not struggle when he died.
As long as he struggles, the table cannot be so tidy.
He should have passed away in a very peaceful state.
—Poison
But can poison kill people so quietly
While thinking with the horse, he took out the glove from his pocket - this glove was taken from the god, but after taking it, there was no chance of using it, and he didn't expect to use it at this time.
This is really a bit dark humor.
Seeing Kazuma put on the gloves, Taro sighed, "It feels so professional."
He Ma glanced at him, and asked casually, "Are you sure you saw the Lord God go to make a phone call in the evening?"
"Yeah, didn't you also receive a call from the Almighty?"
"Then, the time of death should be between the phone call and my barging in." Kazuma put on his gloves and began to look through the objects on the table.