No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

"he, tui~"

It is an irreversible fact that lives have been deprived and families have been hit.

He didn't need to know Ellen's mood, and he didn't need to understand.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao has no interest in his unfortunate childhood.

He only knows that games are games and life is life.

If you let yourself down because of a bad upbringing, it's your own problem.

Catering, accepting, these are so easy.

The famous canyon survival master, Blind Chicken Fei Kha'Zix said.

Change is a good thing.

If the courage to change is wiped out by life, it will be assimilated.

So living for a year, isn't it just repeating 360 five times a day?

Suddenly, Suzuki Qiaoqiao's eyes turned black, and he felt the world spinning.

He seemed to be thrown into the front-loading washing machine, stirring repeatedly.

"Ugh..."

By the time Suzuki Qiaoqiao regained consciousness, he had returned to the virtual space.

It was pitch black all around, and there was a beam of white light overhead.

Hai Yuanai woke up and sat up, rubbing her swollen temples:

"JOJO, is it over?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao stared at Sawada Hiroki in front of him and nodded:

"Yes, it's over."

……

(The author has something to say: the original theatrical version of Jack's force is too BUG, ​​so the real world settings are adopted.)

Chapter 349 Sorry, Brother Gin (4K)

real world.

Kudo Yusaku returned to the main control room with a solemn expression:

"Okay, now let's find out who killed Mr. Jianmura."

After listening to the speech, Officer Mumu was quite surprised:

"Kudou-san... Brother, do you know who the murderer is?"

Kudo Yusaku did not directly identify the murderer, but first analyzed and reasoned like a detective:

"This is the municipal building. The security check is very strict, and it is equipped with metal detectors. After inspection, it was confirmed that Jian Village was assassinated with a blade. Therefore, it can be concluded that the murder weapon is at the venue. The most likely one is the bronze statue on the secondary venue. "

"Bronze statue?"

"Yes, one of them holds a sharp dagger in his hand."

Thomas Syndora's pupils dilated slightly, and his heart was extremely flustered.

Based on this alone, Kudo Yusaku could determine where the murder weapon was.

This man is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

It seemed like a wrong decision to obstruct Suzuki Takahashi from investigating the case and let him take over.

Gee, what if I found that one?

The Mumu Police Department was a little puzzled and asked:

"That's not right, Mr. Kudo. There are so many people in the venue, when the dagger is drawn, someone will definitely see it."

"Yes, the lights on the scene are bright, and they can be seen under normal circumstances, but you forgot that there are two ends in the middle, did the lights briefly go out?"

Yusaku Kudo paused and continued:

"The murderer had already calculated the time, and he would not have been discovered when he drew his dagger while the lights went out."

Shiratori Ren Saburo shook his head and questioned this reasoning:

"Mr. Kudo, even if the murderer pulls out the dagger. If that thing disappears later, it will still be discovered."

Regarding this, Yusaku Kudo explained:

"The murderer first made a fake short sword using tinfoil and other materials. After the crime is replaced, the fake sword can be disposed of. I just went out and did a light sensitivity and fingerprint investigation on the short sword and found it. There was a reaction of the same blood type as Jiancun. I found your fingerprint on the hilt of the sword, Chairman Syndora."

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes turned to him.

Thomas Syndora pretended to be calm and retorted:

"This bronze statue was moved from my house. It's normal to have my fingerprints. It can't be used as evidence for identification, right?"

"No, Chairman Sindora, you missed a very important point."

Kudo Yusaku smiled confidently and took out a videotape:

"In order to prevent the leakage of relevant information about the cocoon game, a lot of surveillance cameras were installed in the sub-venue. In one of them, a child named Hideki Zhuxing was playing football and accidentally kicked the dagger down. After he picked it up, he put it away again. Go back. But we only found your fingerprint on the dagger. Chairman Sindora, what is your explanation?"

This kind of case-solving method that relies on modern technology is really hard to guard against.

Thomas Syndora was in a cold sweat, and his brain was desperately thinking about countermeasures:

"Then... that might be when I touched the dagger and covered his fingerprints."

Such rhetoric is obviously unconvincing.

Fingerprints can be used as a basis for judgment because they are different, and it is impossible to completely cover them.

Thomas Syndora also realized that there was something wrong with this, adding:

"Besides, Jiancun and I are partners, and we have no motive to kill him at all."

"Mr. Kudo, I found it!"

At this moment, the police officer Chiba of the Metropolitan Police Department ran in panting.

Carrying an evidence bag in his hand, he further explained:

"According to Mr. Kudo's request, I found a short sword made of cardboard boxes and aluminum foil in the garbage collection site in the basement. After testing, it has the fingerprints of Hideki Zhuxing and Chairman Sindora."

Everyone's eyes turned to him again.

This slap in the face came so timely.

For a time, Thomas Sindora was caught off guard.

Mr. Kudo stretched out his right hand and made a pointing gesture:

"In addition to the child's fingerprint on this fake sword, the remaining one is the prisoner's fingerprint."

"Hu... talk nonsense!"

Thomas Syndora was having trouble keeping his cool when the deeds were revealed:

"You are a false accusation, I want to protest to the Japanese government!"

Yusaku Kudo anticipated his reaction and pursed his lips and smiled.

"I heard that the dagger is an item that has been handed down to the Sindora family. As expected, you are the descendant of Jack the Ripper, right?"

Hearing this explosive news, everyone was shocked.

Yusaku Kudo took it easy and continued to reason:

"After Hiroshi Sawada developed the DNA tracking system, through this ancestral short sword, he learned that you are the descendant of the notorious murderer. Everyone's prejudice against murderers will be exploited by competitors. Once When the news came to light, the general meeting of shareholders would remove you due to the pressure of public opinion, and the stock price would plummet, completely destroying the IT empire you built. In order to keep your mouth shut, you forced Hiroshi Sawada to commit suicide, and because of this you harmed Jiancun.”

Thomas Syndora felt like an ice cave in his heart, knowing that he was powerless to argue.

He rubbed his hair with his hands and wore a mask of pain on his face:

"That's right, I killed people. I'm afraid, afraid of the terrible blood of this murderer in my body."

Kudo Yusaku shook his head and retorted:

"What happened to the blood of the murderer? How does the world see you, and what happened? Why don't you resist it?"

His point of view is the same as that of Suzuki Takahashi.

In one's life, the initial growth environment and family environment are random.

You can't decide what card you get.

However, you can decide what to do next.

Broken jars are not a reason to be depraved.

People should have a bottom line, they can only force themselves, not others.

Seeing Thomas Syndora confessing his guilt, Shiratori Ren Saburo stepped forward.

He took out the handcuffs and said solemnly:

"Mr. Thomas Syndora, I'm arresting you now for killing Kenmura Zhongbin! You can keep silent, but everything you say will be used as evidence in court."

Click.

Thomas Syndora bowed his head like a child who did something wrong.

He stared at the cold handcuffs and sighed heavily.

……

virtual reality.

Sawada Hiroki stood in front of him and squeezed out a wry smile:

"Mr. Suzuki, I lost."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao shook his head, disapproving of this statement:

"No, to be precise, there are no winners."