I rely on the vest to become the lord of ghosts

Gojo Satoru looked around.

With the relevant documents, he can easily take away his students—as long as he can prove that they are not suspected.However, they are the closest to the victim. According to Gojo Satoru's speculation, the police will probably use the excuse of cooperating with the investigation to let them stay for a while, and other relatively unsuspecting people at the scene can leave.

The man with the gap simply sat down on the sofa chair next to him, this small corner can block part of his sight for him.

He lowered his head, folded his hands around his chest and began to enter a state of silence, clearly saying, "Call me after the matter is settled."

"Well, what do we do next..."

"A murder happened!?" Another male voice came from outside the door.

A middle-aged man with a mustache stood tall, showing his presence at the door arrogantly.

He took a few steps to come in, but was stopped by the police officers at the door:

"Hey, I said that irrelevant people should not come in and disturb the scene..."

However, several other shadows also passed under the police officers at the same time. They were a few young children who seemed to be elementary school students.The last boy smiled apologetically at the policeman, "I'm sorry, Uncle Policeman...Actually, we just had dinner here and left something in the store."

"Even so, you can't trespass on the murder scene—"

The frantic police officers were about to catch those children, when the mustache man said casually, "It's just a bunch of brats, it doesn't matter if they don't matter."

The policeman, feeling overwhelmed by his attitude, retorted: "No, you can't say that..."

"Compared to this, what happened to the murder incident?"

"How can we tell people who have nothing to do with this kind of thing!"

At this moment, a voice broke the policeman's dilemma.

"Oh? Isn't this Maori brother? It's been a long time, why did you come to Yokohama?"

The older police officer at the back greeted him friendly after recognizing the man with the mustache, "I heard that you are a detective now, but no matter how you say it, we can't let you in... I'd better be more considerate." .”

"No, actually... I invited Mr. Maori here." Inside the store, a middle-aged man in a suit raised his hand, "I was not feeling well just now, and Mr. Maori went to buy medicine for me."

"Is that so?" The policeman looked at him.

Mori Kogoro took out the unopened medicine box: "The receipt is also there, I still have to wait for him to give me the money."

"Okay... since it's a relationship."

Eventually, the officers let him in anyway.

Originally, Kogoro Mori met with customers in the store today to discuss things. The children were sitting at another table. After they finished eating, they planned to go to the nearby game center to play first. But Ayumi said that she had left behind a very important pendant. It was a souvenir given to her by relatives who went abroad, so everyone turned back.

Coincidentally, this table happened to be behind the knotweed and the others.

At this time, the man with the gap was sitting here quietly. He heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, raised his eyes slightly, and saw a few children standing beside him——

"That..." The short-haired girl with a hairpin started to get stage fright when she saw him acting like no stranger.

He had no malice towards the child, and asked, "What's the matter...?"

It's just that the voice is not gentle, it seems too scary for children.

The thin-faced boy who was smarter in the back stood up and explained: "My friend seems to have left something here just now... Sorry, can we look for it here?" After he finished speaking, he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment .

"...Please go ahead." He turned his head to look at the window, ignoring the children.

Conan, who arrived last, felt a strange sense of oppression when he saw the slit man sitting by the window with his arms folded.

It seemed that what was in front of him was not a young man, but a pool of muddy evil, the mud of disaster.Even though he was sitting quietly and doing nothing, the odd feeling made his hairs stand up—

It looks like a ferocious monster ready to go. If it opens its huge mouth, all its fangs will appear, and all prey seen will be torn to pieces.

Intuition told him to get away from this person quickly.

Maybe it was because his gaze stayed for too long, the man slowly looked towards him.

A pair of blood-red eyes locked on Conan.

...He didn't have to do anything, he didn't show any expression, but Conan still had a chill down his spine.

For example, if you are stared at by a lion, even if he has no intention of attacking you, would you possibly relax?

Rumors are on the back.

Xiaobai tilted his head and looked at the nervous boy: "...why are you looking at me?"

Unlike the tense Conan, the man with the rip was just at a loss—he probably didn't know the kid, not to mention his reaction, which seemed to be completely frightened.

...Could it be that he knows himself?

He leaned forward slightly: "Do you... know me?"

"No, no." Conan reflexively denied, and he wondered if he would be silenced by this person if he said he knew each other.

His mind turned quickly to find an excuse: "I was just thinking... Is it hot for big brother to wear like this... Haha, haha." He laughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment.

"not hot."

Realizing that the other party wasn't lying, the man with the rip was not interested either.

At this time, he belatedly thought, maybe this boy is very inspired, so he was scared by him, right?

Oh...then it's better to be kind.

"Conan, you look so ugly." Kojima Motota, who was next to him, was looking for it under the table, but saw Conan pretending to be stupid.

The eyebrows on his round face were pressed into a straight line, but before he continued to complain, he discovered the new world.

"Oh! The big brother is wearing scissors! What is this - so cool!"

Only then did Conan see: it was a pair of sharp scissors that were as long as an adult's arm, and part of the teeth were reverse blades, which seemed to be able to easily cut bones and shred meat.

If it is scissors, it is better to say that it is a slightly delicate butcher's tool.

Ben was blocked by the windbreaker, and he was sitting by the window, so Conan didn't notice.Seeing the murder weapon now, his originally tight heart became even tighter.

"...Hey, there are dark marks on it. It feels like a weapon that weirdos in horror movies would use. It's splattered with blood or something..." At this point, the rough Kojima Motota showed On the side of a child of this age, he seems to have some horrible associations, "It's hard, can it be..."

"Yuantai!" Conan shouted to stop him.

That mark, no matter how you look at it, looks like real blood.

If Yuan Tai said something that shouldn't be said...

Hearing the movement here, Fu Heihui pretended to be calm, and walked over with one hand in his pocket——

"...Mr. Yamashiro." He was not very used to calling this person by his name, "That..." He really wanted to say that you seem to have been misunderstood by these children.

(However, somehow it doesn't seem to be misunderstood...well...)

"This is..." The man with the gap glanced at the boy who was scared to the ground by him, so he had no choice but to tell a white lie: "It's a prop."

"……not real."

Fu Heihui: "..."

Such poor acting.

At this moment, Ayumi also found what she had lost.She found that her companions had expressions of fear, so she looked at them blankly——

"...Conan-kun?"

"Did Ayumi find her things? Then we'll go first, sorry, ha, ha ha..."

Conan laughed awkwardly twice, grabbed Kojima Genta, and then said to the other two partners: "Let's go quickly, or we won't be able to catch up with the appointment with the doctor!" He took the lead and didn't say hello after a few steps The two who were left behind quickly followed up.

Fu Heihui: "..."

The man with the gap didn't say anything, but prepared to return to the previous posture and continue to wait.

"Ah, that." Fu Heihui hesitated to speak, "...the incident just now has been resolved."

"?"

"It's just that there is a detective in the store who can see through the murderer at a glance. The police said we can leave first."

"..." nodded, "... so fast."

Fu Heihui thought he had finished his expression, but a few seconds later, this person added another sentence without expression——

"Sure enough... the police are trash."

Fu Heihui: "..."

He regretted the thought of "this guy is not bad" in the first few seconds.

Looking at the man in front of him who fell silent again, Fu Heihui suddenly felt a little headache.

He had had enough of people like Gojo Satoru who talked so much that it couldn't fit in a bucket, so he naively thought that he should be able to talk to someone with a quiet personality——

However, the fact is that he is still young and has not yet digested this quiet embarrassment well.

...so embarrassing.

"So..." He tentatively asked, "We can go first."

"it is good."

But after learning about it, Jiuyuan discovered that the detective who immediately pointed out the prisoner they said was not the uncle with the mustache.Instead, sitting at the door of the shop was a young man wearing a hat and curling up his hair. He seemed to be sleeping before, and after waking up, he knew that he was involved in the murder scene, so he pointed out the criminal.

...definitely not because of getting quite a few treats from the manager.

"Ok——we'll regroup next, and we're going to have a practical class!"

Unaffected by the episode just now, Gojo Satoru clasped his hands together and counted the students whose number he could clearly see at a glance.

"Yeah! One, two, three! Perfect! By the way, Mr. Wei Tan who is playing with his mobile phone over there, can't show such a decadent look in front of the children, he needs to be more active and healthy—"

"...It's a little strange that these words came out of Wutiao teacher's mouth."

"indeed."

"But, Mr. Yamashiro is not a student in the first place—ah, no, if Mr. Yamashiro has a mobile phone, would you like to exchange contact information with me?"

"I said it's okay... It feels too familiar."

In the store, the famous detective who put the candy wrapping paper on the corner of the table clicked the send button on the photo he just took.

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No one outside the store noticed this, and everyone was still discussing fiercely about the arrival of the Gap Man.

Knotweed said bluntly: "Because it's so novel! Since there is a man with a slit, aren't other urban legends also likely to be true?"

Wild Rose seemed to have thought of something, turned on the phone and started looking for information, and said while searching, "I remember seeing a post about Hanako a few days ago... I also said it was absolutely impossible."

Fu Heihui: "Aren't you a magician..." Why do you think it's impossible?

Wild Qiangwei looked dissatisfied: "Because that Hanako seems to like eating apples very much! It seems that it is made up, right? Although it is said that the creation of stories now pays attention to distinctive characters, is this not too outrageous? It is not a girl manga, For example, "Earth Bound Boy Flower ○-kun" or something—"

Before the words stopped, the man with the gap who was still playing with his mobile phone without interest just now walked in front of her.

"...that Hanako who loves apples, can you tell me the details?"

He spoke in a good voice, but it made Wild Qiangwei feel cold behind her back for no reason.

"It's possible...but..."

At this moment, the eyes of the young man in front of her are bright, like a monster after all the tiredness has faded——

The fangs are fully displayed.

The beast tilted its head and said seriously:

"Well... I have a friend and I want to talk to him."