Hema looked through the things on the table, thinking he would find a note with the criminal's information on it, but there was none.
The desktop is also very clean, no death messages can be seen.
Sure enough, Conan is all fake, not everyone can leave a death message.
Hema also failed to find an object that could reveal what the Lord God found before his death. Either the object was taken away by the murderer, or it was not there at all.
Just when Kazuma was about to continue looking through the cabinets in the room, Xiao Lin, the little leader who had been standing at the door with a solemn face, spoke.
"I see! I've solved the riddle!"
Kazuma looked at him suspiciously.
Xiao Lin pointed at He Ma's nose: "You killed the Divine Lord!"
And Ma frowned.
This guy named Kobayashi just refused to call the police just now in order to keep the festival going, and wants to hang the god here until the festival is over, so Kazuma has a very bad impression of him.
Now that he was being accused like this, He Ma was even more angry, and his words were a little provocative: "Do you have evidence for such accusations?"
"No, but listen to me. People are coming and going at the festival now. Someone really entered the shrine office and killed the god master. Even if he escaped from the back, someone must have seen it!
"After all, people are not monkeys. It is impossible to fly away from the treetops. As long as the murderer wants to go to the ground, he will definitely be seen. Moreover, the villagers in this village know each other. When they see strangers coming out of the forest, they will definitely be seen." Be careful.
"If everyone hasn't seen such a person, isn't this the murder in a secret room in a detective novel? So it seems reasonable to have a detective to solve the case—but, is this really the case? Is it really a murder in a secret room
"No, it's not!"
The guy named Xiao Lin stepped forward, pointed at He Ma's nose closer: "It's you, killed the Divine Master! Because you and the Divine Master had an appointment to meet, the Divine Master was unprepared and was killed by one blow!
"Then you turn your head and pretend to be the first person to discover it. The thief shouted "Stop the thief" to clear yourself of the suspicion! This way the time of death is also right!"
The uncles preparing for the ceremony behind Xiao Lin nodded repeatedly: "It makes sense."
"Unexpectedly, Kobayashi-san has the talent to be a detective."
Kobayashi smiled and said, "That's right, I also read a lot of detective novels! My family has the complete works of Edogawa Ranpo!"
And the horse sighed.
Xiao Lin immediately asked: "Why, are you going to give up denying it?"
Kazuma looked at him: "I sigh because you don't know that modern criminal investigation science has developed to the point where many traditional Benge school mystery novels can't be established. That's why novelists like Edogawa Ranpo Set conditions in the work not to allow the police to appear."
Kobayashi frowned and stared at Kazuma: "What do you mean?"
"For example, if you want to correct me as a murderer, the reasoning just now is not enough, you have to have a chain of evidence. First of all, the murder weapon, which is the most critical, and secondly, the murder weapon must be related to me, such as the above With my fingerprints."
Talking with Ma, he walked towards Xiaolin, stopped in front of him, and took advantage of his height to look down at the country uncle: "Where is the murder weapon?"
Xiao Lin hesitated and said, "This...it must be on you! Or you hid it!"
"Oh really? Then search me. But before the search, you have to tell the searcher what kind of murder weapon they are looking for." He Ma paused, "If you want to know what kind of murder weapon it is, you have to know How did the Lord God die?"
He Ma got close to Xiao Lin, and his nose almost poked people's eyes.
"Doctor Fujita doesn't even know how the god master died. How did you know? I think you are the murderer?"
Xiao Lin quickly denied: "I, I don't know how I died! But as long as the reasoning is done and the murderer is found, wouldn't the truth come to light? The murderer will confess!"
And Maha laughed:
"This is the difference between detective fiction and reality!
"Let me tell you, you can't even explain how the God Lord died, and you just pointed out that I was the murderer. This kind of statement can't go to court at all, and you were beaten back directly by the prosecutor. No prosecutor will be here. litigation in such circumstances.
"I can countersue you for defamation and ask you to compensate me for the loss of my reputation. My lawyer is from the famous Gumei Law Firm. They are a group of legal wolves, and they are probably very happy to take this kind of job that can make money without losing money. Son!"
Xiao Lin immediately showed a look of disgust. A countryman has never dealt with courts in his life, and he was ashamed when he heard that he was going to court.
This is actually quite normal. People who don’t have frequent contact with lawyers and courts will instinctively panic when they see this. In many cases, it’s not that ordinary people don’t know how to use legal weapons to protect themselves, but they instinctively avoid the existence of courts and the like.
And right now, those debt collection companies like to send fake lawyer's letters to scare people.
He and Ma had a college classmate whose credit card temporary limit was overturned, and was harassed by a debt collection company hired by the bank. Not only did he receive a fake lawyer's letter, but he also received an "arrest notice".
That's right, it was an email that said "I am a policeman from XXXX Institute. If you don't pay back the money, you will be arrested. I hereby notify you." At that time, this guy threw this email into the class group, making everyone laugh stupidly: how could they make an announcement in advance if they want to arrest someone, is it because they are afraid that the prisoner will not run away
Later, a lawyer in the group—don’t ask why there are lawyers in the class group of the computer department, and He Ma, a senior sales representative—the lawyer urged this unlucky dun to report the case back, saying that someone pretended to be Lawyers and police.
As a result, of course, the effect is outstanding. Every class reunion in the future will inevitably talk about this matter, and the air will immediately be filled with joy.
He Ma saw that Xiao Lin had lost his mind, so he didn't continue to press the question, but changed the subject:
"Modern criminal investigation actually has very little reasoning, and most of the time it is scraping the ground, scraping out the evidence and deducing the truth in a scientific way.
"This is completely different from detective novels. Novels must pay attention to the twists and turns of the storyline, but modern criminal investigations are not easy to write twists and turns.
"After all, most of the work of the criminal police is boring and boring investigation."
He talked to Ma as if he was an old detective who had been in the industry for many years.
But at this time, the people present were already suppressed by his aura, and no one pointed out that he was actually just a college student who had just entered college.
Hema is also on the rise, and continues to hang the book bag:
"Actually, many detective techniques in Sherlock Holmes have the early prototype of modern criminal investigation.
"For example, judging height and weight through footprints. Holmes also often carefully searched the crime scene. For example, the story "Silver Horse" described in detail how Holmes "scraped the ground" to find evidence.
"But because of this, stories like "The Silver Horse" are a bit boring in the entire detective collection of Sherlock Holmes. Therefore, Conan Doyle generally controls Watson's perspective, omits the investigation process, and improves the reading of the story. feel.
"In the omitted part, Holmes, like a real criminal policeman, carefully scraped the ground and identified the murderer through details. He did not rely solely on reasoning, but often used makeup to investigate and visit.
"Compared to Conan Doyle, Agatha Christie's works are more inclined to "pure reasoning", so she often uses various means to prevent modern forensic science from interfering with her stories.
"Agatha Christie's most famous works either took place on an isolated island and the police couldn't get in during a big storm, or on a boat on the Nile, and the police couldn't get on, or they happened on the Orient Express. Come on, it’s right if the police don’t come up anyway.”
He Ma's round of hanging book bags made the whole room silent, and a large group of country uncles opened their mouths into an O shape.
It was the young man Taro who spoke first: "Xiao Lin-san, he reads more detective novels than you do."
"Nah, I'm from Dongdae." Kobayashi cursed, then scratched his head, and bowed to Kazuma to apologize, "I'm sorry, I was careless."
He Ma sighed: "It's a waste of time. Can I continue to find the murderer who killed Shenzhu?"
"Do more, do more (you please)!"
And Ma shook his head.
He had just checked what was on the table, now it was time to look around the table.
He lay down on the ground, inspecting each piece of tatami inch by inch.
Suddenly, he found a white strand of hair.
He picked up the hair with his gloved hands and carefully picked it up.
The length is about the same as the one Yuzao found on him before, and it probably came from the "child of the mountain god" who chased the horse for ten miles that night.
At this time, Xiao Lin also saw clearly what He Ma was holding in his hand, he turned his head and shouted: "Hey! Go and arrest those little bastards who came from the town!"
Someone responded immediately: "Understood! I saw them in front of the convenience store before I went up the mountain, so I took someone to catch them."
"Wait a minute!" He Ma shouted to the people who were about to leave, "I met some bums with white hair on the way here, and my apprentice even beat them up. They probably don't have time to commit crimes."
Kobayashi: "Then what is this white hair?"
"The son of the mountain god, that's what the God Lord called it. This guy I chased for ten miles that night. He has already run far with his feet. Moreover, he can leap between treetops like a monkey, so there is no It’s normal for people to see it.”
What He Ma said sounds like nonsense to people with common sense, but now he has established his prestige through his rebuttal to Xiao Lin and dropping his book bag, so no one present raised any objections.
But Kazuma himself was in trouble.
The person who committed the crime was actually weird. Doesn't this violate the principle of Benge school mystery novels
The most important thing is that if this kind of evidence is produced, it will be brought back by the prosecutor.
He was in trouble with Ma Zheng, and someone outside the house shouted: "The president is here!"
Xiao Lin and the others immediately turned around and bowed respectfully to the newcomer: "President, you have worked hard!"
The man hadn't entered He Ma's sight yet, but the voice of response came first: "You guys have worked hard too."
Listening to the voice is a very graceful middle-aged man.
He has been running around with Ma these days to understand the situation, and basically everyone in the village has met him. Even Xiao Lin, who just said that He Ma is the murderer, once thought about it carefully, he met him at the village office.
But Kazuma has never met the president of this tourism promotion association.
When he went to the tourism promotion association, the president basically held meetings elsewhere.
He Ma didn't find it strange either, after all, tourism in this poor place would inevitably require "investment attraction", and it was normal for the president to run outside the hot spring street every day.
This time I can finally see the real face.
Strangely, Kazuma suddenly felt thirsty.
It's just to meet the president, as for being so nervous that you're thirsty? He Ma complained about himself so much.
Kobayashi and the others made way out after bowing, and then Chairman Sang passed through the crowd and entered Kazuma's field of vision.
The moment he saw this person, Kazuma's hair stood on end, and goose bumps formed on his back.
This guy has three entries above his head, and it's not a good entry from the first one.
evil ghost
This is the evil spirit in Japanese legend. In the early version of the legend of "Guazi Ji", the evil ghost divides and eats Guazi Ji who is about to marry, and then puts on a human skin to become Guazi Ji to do evil everywhere.
The key early version of Tianxiegui ran away after the incident was revealed.
In contrast, the version that was widely circulated later was much gentler. Not only was Guaziji not eaten, she was later rescued because of the bird's tip-off, and the evil spirit was also defeated by human warriors.
Gradually, Tianxiegui has become a funny character, and he is also a miscellaneous soldier in various Japanese-themed games.
Echoing the entry of Tianxiegui, this man was surrounded by black mist in He Ma's field of vision, and black air was constantly being produced from him.
The second entry is called "abandoned pawn". This entry has an explanation, but the words of the explanation are as unscrupulous as ever: the same as the literal meaning.
The third entry is called "The Avenger Who Returns From Hell".
While reading the entry with the horse, the man was also looking at him, and finally the man smiled and introduced himself: "I am the president of the Tourism Promotion Association of this hot spring town, Eita Mukai, and you are Mr. Kiryu, you have known your name for a long time."
As he spoke he held out his hand.
From Kazuma's point of view, this hand is constantly emitting black air, as if a black flame is continuously burning it.
Damn it, this guy is not a good person at first glance!
The entry embodies a person's soul, not only that, but how the person's soul is will be presented visually. This visual effect shows that this product is extremely bad.
So and the horse did not shake his hand.
"President Mukai," Kazuma put his guard on the surface as soon as he opened his mouth, "What wind brought you here?"
Although He Ma has already decided in his heart that this guy is behind the scenes, but he might have a problem if he cut him off directly. If he wants to be a criminal policeman in the future, he will not have a criminal record.
"I was going to attend the main event of the festival. In fact, I was supposed to show up for the mikoshi parade in the afternoon, but I couldn't make it back when I was outside." Eita Mukai withdrew his dangling hand in embarrassment, and said with an apologetic expression, However, his apologetic expression did not mean apologetic at all in Kazuma's view.
After all, with a face that has always been black, no matter what expression it makes, it can only give people the feeling of a villain.
The mikoshi parade and horses in the afternoon also took the girls to watch, but this kind of parade is actually not interesting. It’s over after watching a lively photo and taking pictures, and then a group of people were driven back to the hotel by the heat.
Kazuma remembers that the shrine maiden who danced the Kagura dance in the biggest Shinto religion was not bad.
Tamamo said that the miko was one of the ones that Tokyo came to support.
Eita Mukai looked down at the divine master who was still lying on the ground, and sighed heavily: "Ota-san and I have been friends for many years, but I didn't expect him... Teacher Kiryu, please find the murderer!"
When Kazuma heard this sentence, he wanted to point directly at Eita Mukai and shout: "There is only one truth, and the murderer is you!"
If the guy in front of him was a real monster, it would be easier to deal with, and most of the problems could be solved by calling Yuzao over.
But he has an entry, which shows that he is a person.
To cure him, he can only find clues to form a chain of evidence.
It's probably a real weirdness to kill people by hand, I'm afraid it's not so easy to find clues that meet the needs.
Now I don't even know how the God Lord died...
No wonder this guy can appear on the scene calmly.
However, the other party did not hesitate to silence the words to prevent the god master from telling Kazuma what he found, which shows that the god master has really found something that can give Mukai Eita a fatal blow.
If only I could know what that is...
Mukai Eita saw that Kazuma was silent, and then asked: "Mr. Kiryu? Did you find anything?"
Kazuma suddenly had an idea, so he pinched up the strands of hair he had just discovered and showed them to Eita Mukai.
"Mr. Mukai, do you recognize this?"
Mukai frowned and stared at the hair for a second, then turned around and ordered: "Xiao Lin, go and catch those bastards!"
"Eh? But Teacher Kiryu told us not to catch those guys." Xiao Lin looked surprised, "This... should we catch them or not?"
He Ma: "Of course not. This hair doesn't belong to them. The person who did it today is the guy I chased after a week ago."
Mukai Eita: "The voyeur you chased that day was probably also those bums..."
"You and I both know it's not them." Kazuma interrupted Mukai Eita's words, he said this deliberately, implying "Don't pretend I see you through".
In fact, there is another way, a way to let Mukai show his feet without finding evidence.
It's as simple as bluffing.
He Ma directly determined that he was behind the scenes through cheating.
At this time, as long as he is determined enough, he will doubt that Kazuma has decisive evidence.
Eita Mukai stared at Kazuma silently.
He Ma's hint is too obvious, and the difference from directly declaring "you are the murderer" is that there is still a thin layer of window paper that has not been pierced.
Even the big bosses present could hear it.
A group of men from the promotion association headed by Kobayashi looked astonished and a little dazed. They looked back and forth at Mukai and Ma.
Mukai finally spoke: "This is a very serious accusation."
"Yes." Kazuma didn't evade, and said dignifiedly.
Eita Mukai spread his hands together: "Since Kiryu-kun is so confident, I'll wait for the police to come and arrest me. But before that, I still have a festival to attend, Kobayashi, you go and prepare, the god master can't preside over the festival , I can only do it for you to prepare the costumes of the priests."
"Eh? Are you... still hosting the ceremony?"
"Yeah, the festival is related to the livelihood of so many people, so it can't be stopped just because of a college student's reasoning game. Everyone will really go hungry."
When saying this, Mukai Eita raised his chin and cast a contemptuous look at Kazuma.
He Ma felt that he was getting thirstier.
Strange, why am I so thirsty, I didn't drink less water.
Suddenly, there was a thrill with the horse.
In front of Eita Mukai, he lifted the lid of the teapot on the low table of Kamiji.
There is no water in the teapot, but the teapot is still warm—the teapot is still warm after standing for so long, which means that the tea has not been brewed for a long time.
But the tea had been drunk down to the point in the cup.
The altar is also very thirsty.
Many diseases can cause people to be constantly thirsty, such as diabetes.
However, at Shenzhu's age, body shape, and his frequent exercising in the mountains, it is unlikely that he has diabetes.
Chi Xifeng also said that when climbing the mountain last year, she was often thirsty, so she drank a lot of water, but after Mr. Watanabe's accident, she vomited because of nervousness.
Thirst... Could it be the key to the whole thing
Kazuma was thinking—suddenly, he found Mukai staring at him with a serious expression.
-ha! ha! ha! Is it really so! Is thirst the key!
Mukai also realized that there was a flaw in his expression, but at this moment he simply stopped restraining himself.
He probably felt that even if He Ma found out the truth, no one would believe him when he told it.
However, Kazuma was not discouraged.
Thirst... Follow this symptom to develop associations, and then consider what the Lord said before, his grandfather once saw the military police escorting the Chinese to secretly build the railway in the mountains...
A bold and terrifying speculation was formed in He Ma's mind.
Kazuma said to Mukai: "I talked to Lord Ota about the thing I was chasing before, and Ota-san said that it should be the son of the mountain god."
"Oh, do you believe in mountain gods? It's a very common folk belief." Mukai responded calmly.
"But the beliefs here seem to be different. Because the god told me what his grandfather had seen when he was collecting medicine in the mountains. He said that his grandfather had seen Japanese military police escorting a group of Chinese-speaking people to build roads in the mountains. From After that, grandpa warned his father not to go into the mountains to collect herbs.
"Coincidentally, it was at that time that the legend of the demon fox who loves to eat children's hearts spread here."
Mukai smiled and said, "How is it possible? This is a deep mountain, and there is no railway around."
"I didn't say it was a railway." Kazuma smiled at Mukai, "This little trick is really tried and tested, Mukai-san."
Mukai laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you really figured it out. It seems that you have also read the relevant materials compiled by the Defense Agency's War History Research Office."
The Defense Agency's War History Research Office is the official Japanese war history research department. It has published a set of "War History Encyclopedia" that studies the historical materials of World War II. Because this department is left-wing from top to bottom, this "War History" "The Complete Book" is simply taking pleasure in slapping the right-wing face.
After the war, the Japanese right-wing things that call out the souls of ****, such as Fuchida Mitsuo’s "Five Minutes of Fate" theory, were first overthrown by these left-wing groups. Western historians did not overthrow this statement until the Japanese left-wing Followed up more than ten years later.
But Kazuma didn't read any information about the Japanese wartime railway.
He was about to respond when he heard Mukai say again: "As for the Chinese-speaking people being forced to build the railway, what's so strange about it, just let the log do more work."
The moment the word "log" appeared, a string snapped in Hema's mind.
This word is what Unit 731 calls the test product.
This is equivalent to pulling a knife on Hema Xinwozi and sprinkling a handful of salt. Anger gushed out.
**
Amao, who was far away in Tokyo, was studying and studying in the dojo at this time, when he heard a loud noise, looked up and found that two knives fell from the knife holder together with the knife room.
Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind poured in from the entrance of the dojo, and the scroll hanging behind the knife also crashed down.
As soon as Amao stood up, he heard a low thunder coming from outside the dojo. The thunder came from far away, but it was very present.
**
And the horse yelled: "I fuck your mother!"
As soon as the words fell, the casserole-sized fist hit Mukai's face, breaking the bridge of his nose, and the whole person flew backwards, smashed through the paper door of the room, and fell on the corridor.