[Comprehensive] The gap in history

"Admit it, you did it!" Nadeko looked at the poison and said the conclusion.

"I knew you would say that." Erha scratched his hair with a helpless look, "But the murderer really wasn't me! To be honest, the poison. The medicine is indeed what I want to kill, and it's not just that the car broke down. It's a coincidence, but I originally planned to pour the poison into it when I was toasting, but who knew that the person would have died before I did it!"

"Why did you kill Xiaotian? Is it because of your father?" Okita flipped through the photos, feeling a little puzzled.

"That's right. Didn't Nadeko say before that he hired a private detective and found out that Oda was related to the underground party? My father, Mori Kosaburo, is a famous detective. After investigation, he discovered that Oda Yuichi had repeatedly Buy. Murder. Kill. People. Father’s investigation was discovered by Yuichi Oda, so he was sent to assassinate him.”

Maori, Saburo?

Hanako's eyes twitched twice, she likes reasoning, of course she has seen the work that became popular all over the world 200 years ago, Hanako couldn't help complaining: "Your full name can't be Maori Erha?"

"No, Erha is just a pseudonym, my name is Mao Liha Er."

Well, the name is simply too much to say.

After investigating the four rooms, everyone's motive for killing gradually became clear, but if no one lied, the case would return to the original point——Yuichi Oda, how did he get poisoned?

After discussion, everyone returned to the scene of the incident.

Because Okita cut a lot of knives after Oda died, many parts of the body were covered with blood, Hanako suggested to re-examine the body after wiping off the blood.

This is……

Hanako lay on the body of the corpse, carefully inspected the neck of the corpse, and finally found a very small pinhole in the carotid artery.

The reason why Oda Yuichi was poisoned was not because he ate any poisonous things, but because he was directly injected with poison!

Hanako seemed to be possessed by Conan, and clues were quickly connected in her mind.

Sleeping pills, lipstick marks, pinholes, keys...

"I left home after graduating from high school and enrolled in Tokyo Medical University."

"Nadeko seemed to be away just now, so I just took the key away."

Okita and Nadeko's confession was recalled in Hanako's mind, a flash of inspiration flashed, and Hanako ran to the built-in bathroom in the deceased's room, as if searching for something.

"Want to help?" After experiencing the case in the amusement park, Okita was very curious about these complicated killing methods in peaceful times.For him, killing a person is over with one knife; but for people in peaceful times, killing people has to consider all aspects.

"Can you help me see what's in the toilet tank?" Hanako looked at her height and asked Okita for help.

Okita lifted the lid of the water tank and looked inside: "There is something, it's a needle!"

The murder weapon was found.

"It seems that everyone already has the answer in their hearts!" After a while, Honosuke appeared, "Then, please state your reasoning, and then vote."

After hearing these words, both Okita and Erha looked at Hanako, while Nadeko remained silent.

"Do you want to say it again? It's so troublesome." Hanako complained softly, but still dutifully told the truth she deduced.

The murderer was Nadeko, and the motive for the killing was vendetta.

Nadeko's father did not simply die by accident, but Nadeko's second uncle took the initiative to join hands with Oda Yuichi to kill Nadeko's father in order to obtain the Yamato Company's property.

While investigating Oda Yuichi, Nadeko accidentally discovered the truth of the matter. The new hatred added to the old hatred, and Nadeko made a murder plan.

Nadeko brought a medicine that could cause death in a short time from the hospital where she worked, put it into a needle tube, and entered Yuichi Oda's room, and locked the door.

At this moment, Yuichi Oda had just drank a few sips of the water Hanako brought, and he was a little sleepy lying on the bed (the dose was not enough, he did not fall asleep).When he saw Nadeshiko coming in, he pulled Nadeko over, and Nadeko also fell on Oda's body, and kissed Oda's neck while talking about compromise.

Just when Oda was in a daze, Nadeko inserted the needle into the artery in Oda's neck and pushed in the medicine.

But just when Nadeko was sure that Oda Yuichi was completely dead and was about to leave, Okita took the key and started to open the door. The panicked Nadeko immediately hid in the bathroom.

Not knowing that Oda was dead, Okita slashed his neck as if to vent his anger, and left in a hurry until he calmed down. The wound on his neck perfectly covered up the marks of Nadeshiko's needle injection.

Finally, Nadeko threw the needle into the toilet tank, re-locked the door, and left.

This is the truth of the matter.

"The answer is correct! Congratulations to the judge who successfully found the murderer. You can act freely for the rest of the time." Foxnosuke turned to Nadeshiko with a funny expression, "As for this judge, please enjoy yourself as much as possible." The only free time, after all... When it gets dark, you have to spend the night with the corpse~"

"How can the main hall stay in such a dirty place..." Hasebe behind Nadeko said angrily.

Nadeko grabbed Hasebe's clothes and shook her head.

Since you lost, you should bear the consequences of losing, right?If you don't even have this level of awareness, what kind of god judge are you?

The afternoon passed quickly, and the interrogators and Fusangshen, except for the Nadeshiko group, returned to their rooms after dinner, and Nadeko was locked in the room of the dead.

"I'm going to be exhausted..." As soon as Hanako returned to the room, she collapsed on the bed like a dead fish, "Woo~ If Hasebe is here, I can let him bring dinner back to the room and feed it to me later gone."

The five tigers retreated and sat in the corner, hugging the little tiger, feeling very depressed: "I'm sorry, my lord, as expected, I'm too useless to help at all."

Hanako's Honmaru is a little different from other Honmaru.

In most Honmaru, short knives are the most favored, but because of Hanako’s squatting at home, the swords that are usually used more often are some more mature and stable knives. A short knive with a timid personality like Wuhutai is very likely. I haven't seen Hanako once in half a month.

Hanako sat up from the bed, and raised a hair, "Does Wuhutui hate me? I don't take care of you like other god judges, but I want you to take care of me constantly. In your hearts , I must be a very incompetent judge, right?"

"That's right, that's not the case!" Wu Hutui quickly waved his hands, "The lord is very powerful! We all like the lord! It's me, it's me..."

Huazi tilted her head: "Since the five tigers don't hate me, why do they stay so far away from me? Let's lie down on the bed together!"

"But, is it possible?" Wu Hutui seemed a little unbelievable, he had never been so close to Huazi.

"Of course! In the future, if the five tigers are willing, they can come to my room, and the other swords are the same. Hasebe is very capable, anyway, no matter how messy the room is, he can tidy it up in one go."

Wu Hutui suddenly felt that he felt a little sympathetic to Hasebe, no wonder he seemed very impatient every day, if he wasn't in a hurry, he probably wouldn't even have time to sleep, right?

Huazi patted the edge of the bed, signaling Wuhu to come up quickly.Wu Hutui climbed onto the bed cautiously, and was hugged by Hanako afterwards.

Hanako rubbed Wuhutui's white hair with her head, and then said with satisfaction: "It's so soft and comfortable..."

Wu Hutui stiffened his body and did not dare to move, he called softly: "Master?"

Hanako's even breathing sound responded to Wuhu's retreat.

Huazi's face was very close to Wu Hutui, and the hot air exhaled from his nose was on Wuhutui's face, making Wuhutui's face itchy.

It turns out that the mysterious protagonist who has been staying in the room is such a person!It's not that it's not easy to touch in the legend, but it's such an informality.

Wu Hutui's eyelids gradually became heavy. After returning to Honmaru, he must tell everyone that the lord is actually very, very easy to get along with...

In the dream, Wuhutui dreamed of the daggers making a mess of the lord's room, Hasebe yelling at the side, and then the lord smiled heartlessly.

Chamber of the dead.

Hasebe cut the woolen carpet on the ground in half with a knife, and used one half as a bed and the other half as a quilt: "Master Hall, I can only ask you to be wronged for one night."

Perhaps in order to deliberately create a gloomy atmosphere, Honosuke didn't even turn on the electricity in this room, it was dark everywhere, and there was a smell of blood and decay in the air.

"What about you?" Nadeko looked at Hasebe and asked.

Hasebe showed a reassuring smile: "I will guard this main hall until dawn!"

Although he has become a god judge, Nadeko is still an ordinary person after all, sleeping with the corpse for a night, few people will not be afraid.

"Can you lean closer?" Nadeko's voice was rare and helpless.

Hasebe knelt beside Nadeko and separated Nadeko from the corpse with his body: "Don't worry about the main hall, no matter what happens, I will stand in front of the main hall to protect you!"

"Yes, I believe you, Hasebe." Nadeko stood next to Hasebe and closed her eyes.

In an unfamiliar and terrifying environment, there must be a person who says that he will definitely protect you. This must be a very happy experience!

Hasebe looked at Nadeshiko whose breathing was gradually slowing down, feeling the silence around him.

The main hall is everything to him!So no matter when, whether the main hall needs it or not, he will always be by the main hall's side.

Erha's room.

"My lord, why do you keep looking at me?" After enduring Erha's eye attacks for half an hour, the bone-cutting Toshiro finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'm looking to see if you are a spy sent by other god-inspectors." Erha said with a straight face, and he was serious.

"... Is my lord blaming me? I'm sorry, I don't have the memory of the past, so sometimes I can't tell right from wrong." The bony and delicate face was still expressionless, but his tone seemed a little low.

"That's right!"

Erha, who finally figured out the reason why Gu Gu betrayed him, seemed to be in a good mood at this moment. He patted Gu Gu on the shoulder vigorously: "Isn't it better to say this kind of thing earlier? Xiao Gu, if you don't understand in the future, you can just ask." Come on, don't be bored with everything. It's no big deal if you don't have memory, can't we just recreate it?"

"Xiaogu?" Toshiro Gukuro was a little dazed facing the name that had just been announced.

Erha looked begging for praise: "How is it? Don't you think it sounds nice and kind? People who know me have said that my naming skills are very good!"

"No, I don't think so at all." Bone Ghou said the truth expressionlessly.

"Eh? What's the matter!" Erha immediately recovered after a short period of frustration, "The little bone? The little bone? The little ghoul?"

Gu Gu listened to his lord jumping up and down on the side, chattering endlessly, the original melancholy had long since dissipated.

It's a good idea to recreate memories.

Okita's room.

"How can a fake knife like me have the qualifications to sleep on the bed." Yamabuchi Kunihiro was wrapped in a sheet alone, hiding in the corner with a gloomy face.

Okita felt his head was as big as a bucket.

No matter how you look at it, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro is a very good sword, but he has a very sensitive and inferior personality. Usually, if he looks at him more than once, he will continue to deny himself.

How to do it?

Okita suddenly remembered that Yamabuki Kunihiro had told him before that he would definitely keep his identity a secret.

Could it be that Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro still thinks that he is a fake Okita Souji?

"Are you concerned that I'm a fake Okita Souji?" Okita replied in a low tone.

"That's not the case! Whether it's true or not, the lord is the best in my heart!" Said Yamabuki Kunihiro firmly.

"Me too." Okita smiled.

"what?"

"I am the same. Regardless of whether the Yamabagi Kirihiro in front of me is genuine or a fake, in my heart, you are also the best." Okita spoke in the same tone as Yamabagiri before.

Kunihiro Yamababa looked at Okita's sincere smile and felt that time stood still.

All along, he has been in extreme inferiority complex.

"It's really a good knife, but it's a counterfeit."

He is Kunihiro's highest masterpiece, and he thinks he can't lose to any knife in history, but why do people want to obliterate all of him because of his status as a counterfeit?

Imitation, imitation, imitation... No matter how good he is, it still can't change the fact that he is an imitation.

And now, someone finally recognized him.

"You are my Yamababa Kiri Kunihiro, and you are a very good knife. So, let's go to sleep together!" Okita began to roll on the bed, "Sleeping alone on such a soft big bed is a waste!"

My Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro... My Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro... My Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro...

Yamabukiri was knocked dizzy by these words, and unknowingly crawled onto the bed according to Okita's instructions.

As for the quality of sleep, I'm afraid only he himself knows.

The author has something to say: the second day.

Okita got up from the floor in a daze, and rubbed his stiff waist.

Yesterday he slept on the big soft bed with Yamabuki Kirihiro, how could he wake up on the floor today?

Okita got up from the ground and looked towards the bed.

The quilt, bed sheet, and back pad on the bed in between were all rolled together and turned into a round ball.

And in the center of the ball, there was a small head of Yamabuki Kirihiro, his mouth opened and closed, as if still

Saying: "I am the best..."

So how do you roll all that stuff together?

Okita felt as if he finally understood the real reason why Yamabugiri used the sheets as clothes...