The Poisoned Apple of Port Mafia

"...Because the skin is not as thick as yours, it's very thin. It's normal to be red after being pinched." Fran reached out and pulled Liudaomu's hand, "Master, why are you here?" Just now Liudaomu became that The man is indeed the school doctor of this infirmary.

"kufufufufu." Seeing that Fran was changing the subject, Liudao Mukuro smiled, but also stood up straight in response, "Let's see if you have become stupid again recently."

"Master, you won't become stupid even if you get Alzheimer's disease." The temperature on his face finally dropped, Fran justly grabbed the only office chair in the infirmary that could turn around, "Perverted pineapple head, what is your purpose?" It's not just that, is it?"

"It seems that your mouth is still so weak." Liudao Mu snorted, "Just to verify some things by the way." He looked at his hand, "It has been verified."

"This body is not your real body, Master, is it?" Fran's feet were suspended in the air, and he began to turn the chair in circles.

"kufufufufu, that's right."

"I want to ask." Fran blinked, "The thing you touched now, is the fingerprint on it yours, or that body's?"

"Of course it belongs to this body." Liudao Mukuo said, "I just borrowed this body temporarily, and what you see now is my original body, but in the eyes of others, 'I' is still the man you just saw."

"Well, it's about the same as I thought." Fran stopped circling around, "It's almost time, it's time to rest—" He got off the chair, walked to the innermost bed, and held the curtain with his hand, " Good afternoon, Master—”

"..." He remembered that it was class time, forget it...

When Fran woke up, Liudao Mukuro had already left.

Fran sat up and stretched, then looked at the curtain with a figure printed on it, "What's the matter?"

As if he didn't expect Fran to speak first, the figure outside the curtain trembled, "Sorry for disturbing you, student Zhongyuan..." The curtain was pulled open, and the black-haired girl with glasses stood there.

"You are..." Fran tilted his head, as if he looked familiar.

"I'm Miyakoji Sakura...in the same class as you." Miyakoji Sakura had a shy smile on her face.

"Oh." Fran remembered that there was indeed this person in the roster, but did he look like this?

"Sakura!"

"Little Sakura!"

The voices of two different boys came from the door, and at the same time the door of the infirmary was pushed open.

The two boys ran to Miyanokoji Sakurako, both looking worried.

These two people seem to have met somewhere.

Fran, who basically had no memory of unimportant people, blinked.

"Sakura, are you okay? What's wrong?"

"Xiao Yingzi, do you need me to go to the teacher?"

Fran, who was sitting on the bed, stared blankly at the two men and a woman directly in front of him.

Well, they seem to be from his class.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy, just come here and take a rest, thank you for your concern, Shida-kun, Eguchi-kun." Miyakoji Sakura said softly, "It's just that I might have disturbed Fran-kun just now, and now I'm here Apologize."

"Huh?" Fran, who was thinking about the love triangle, suddenly raised his eyes when his name was called, "I think I haven't gotten to know you well enough to call you by name?"

Shida and Eguchi, ah, were the two people who wanted to trouble him that day.

"Sorry..." Miyakoji Sakura had a sad expression on her face, "Mr. Zhongyuan, I just want to get closer to you, there is no other purpose."

"Hey! It's an honor for Sakurako to call you by your name!" Eguchi glared at Fran angrily.

"That's right!" Shida also glared at Fran angrily.

"No need." Fran tilted his head.

At this time, another boy's voice suddenly appeared, "Sakura, are you alright?"

This time it was a good-looking boy who looked like a quiet boy from the literature department, wearing the same glasses as Miyakoji Sakurako.

"I'm fine, Qing Jun." Gongxiaolu Yingzi's cheeks flushed when she saw him.

"This is for you, do you want to eat here or go to the garden?" The young man called Qing Jun picked up the bag in his hand.

Are these two a couple or brother and sister?

"Go to the garden, I'm much better now." Miyakoji Sakura walked over and took his arm.

"it is good."

After Sakurako Miyakoji and the person called Sei-kun left, Fran looked at Eguchi and Shida who were standing there.

He got up from the bed, put on his shoes, and when he passed the two of them, "You are so strong." Two spare tires.

After speaking, Fran left.

That afternoon, Fran sat in the exclusive rest area of ​​Keigo Atobe on the tennis court and watched the survey results just sent.

Fran raised his head to see the situation of Atsushi Nakajima and Keigo Atobe, only to find that the two spare tires were cheering for Atsushi Nakajima.

Seeing this scene, Fran slowly raised a question mark, and then thought that Atsushi Nakajima is now the most popular beautiful girl he designed during this time, and that Sakurako Miyakoji already has a boyfriend, They have no problem moving on.

But that [Jun Qing] seems to be in their class too.

"Hey, what's the matter with them?" Keigo Atobe, who was wiping his sweat with a towel, frowned slightly and looked at the two people.

He remembered that those two people should be Shida and Eguchi.

"The awakening of the spare tire." Fran patted the table, "Sit down. I want to ask a question."

Atobe Keigo sat on the other side, "What's the problem?"

"Except for the people in the class who have touched this watch, who else has touched it?"

"This watch was sealed with glue before it was in my hand, and no one has touched it before I opened it." People who print these things will wear gloves, "But I asked Huadi to print it for me today. , so there will be Huadi's fingerprints."

"Oh, how many people are there in the class?" Fran picked up the juice and toasted Atsushi Nakajima, who was begging him for help with his eyes.

"30 before you came, and 32 after you came." Keigo Atobe noticed the information in Fran's hand, "Is there any investigation result?"

"Well." Fran handed the information to Keigo Atobe, "There are 32 different fingerprints including Atsushi and Kawachi."

"32 types?" Keigo Atobe frowned slightly on the information in his hand, which listed the 32 types of fingerprints in detail, and also noted where they were on the paper.

But including Huadi, there are 33 people who have only 32 kinds of fingerprints...

"There are several possibilities. One is that one person did not fill in the form, but you said today that everyone else filled it out yesterday, so it can be ruled out. The second is to ask someone else to fill it out for him, and he has never touched it himself." Fran began to analyze.

"The second impossibility." Keigo Atobe said, "They all came to my uncle to sign up, and I watched them fill it out in front of me."

"That's it." Fran took out the roster, and he started looking for [Jun Qing], and found it.

Cao Biqing, student number 13.

"Then there are other possibilities." Fran closed the roster, and the surname Kusakabe seemed to have been heard somewhere.

"what?"

"The two people in the class are actually one person, that is, one person plays two roles, or, there is one person in the class who is not a human being." Fran said calmly with a little gloating, "You are so charming that even non-human beings are so charming. can attract—”

"...Why did you choose the latter one first?" Keigo Atobe's expression changed.

"After all, if it's non-human, wouldn't the things that appear next to your pillow every day be explained clearly?" Isn't it normal for non-human beings to not be able to see infrared alarms and surveillance?

"..." Even if he didn't want to agree, what Fran said was indeed very reasonable, "You went to Lihai University yesterday, did you find anything?"

Atobe Jingwu asked.

"Hmm... have you witnessed the authenticity of the Son of God?"

Fran tilted his head.

That luck is really good.

"Huh?" Keigo Atobe was puzzled, didn't Fran go to check the locker room with Yukimura and the others yesterday?

"It's nothing, I want to prove something tonight, please cooperate." Fran took out his mobile phone, "If you guessed correctly, it should be possible." He already had an idea.

"Yes." Keigo Atobe nodded.

"Go and make a phone call." Fran stood up, walked to Atsushi Nakajima who was entangled by Eguchi and Shida after the accompanying training, took his hand, glanced at the two people, "Take it away." After speaking, he took Atsushi Nakajima and left.

"I'm saved..." Atsushi Nakajima, who was dragged to the grove by Fran, heaved a sigh of relief, "What happened to Eguchi-kun and Shida-kun?"

"It's nothing, it's probably the awakening of the spare tire." Fran shrugged, "By the way, you can go to Kudou's house to ask something later, you can stay at Uncle Oda's house tonight, and someone will pick you up tomorrow morning .”

"Ah? Ask Kudo-kun?" Nakajima Atsushi blinked.

"Well, his family has the files of the cases his father Yusaku Kudo participated in. Go and borrow the files of these times. The phone has been sent to your phone."

"Oh..." Atsushi Nakajima took out his mobile phone, and he did receive the message from Fran. After confirming, he nodded, "Okay."

"It's not too late, you can go. Ah, by the way, before you go, buy some blueberry cakes for Miss Zhibao. I asked her for help today. The card I gave you before is still there."

"Still." Atsushi Nakajima nodded.

"That's a good way to go—"

After Atsushi Nakajima left, Fran picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

"This is Ayanokōji."

"Mr. rbt, are you free now?"

"If you don't need to deal with your documents, I'll be free." Ayanokouji Kiyotaka looked at the large stack of documents in front of him expressionlessly, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Yes." Fran, who completely ignored Ayanokōji Kiyotaka's overtones, replied confidently, "I want you to investigate Kusakabe Kiyoshi and Miyanokoji Sakurako from Class A of the third year of Hiotei Academy."

"Cao Biqing... I seem to have heard of it somewhere." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka recalled.

"I've heard of this surname, but forgot where I heard it."

"I have a little impression of Miyakoji Sakurako's words." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka said.

"Ok?"

"She stayed in the white room like me before." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka said, "She seemed to be five or six years old when she came, but she left a year earlier than me." She seemed to be 14 or 15 when she left.

"What's your personality like?"

"Hmm... It's not easy to get in touch with, with no expression, a little gloomy."

"It's difficult to get in touch with? No expression? Gloomy?" Fran tilted his head, and Kiyotaka Ayanokouji's description seemed to be different from the Sakurako Miyakoji he saw.

"However, her ability is often praised by the people there."

"Is that so?" Fran thought for a moment.

"Yes, Fran."

"Ok?"

"Has my father been to Yokohama?"

"Ok?"