But what did Dazai do wrong?

The crime took place by the pool of the rapids adventure project.

Kudo Shinichi lifted the yellow cordon and bent over to enter the scene. The body of the deceased was moved to the side to cover it with a white cloth, and there was a chalk outline of a human figure on the ground.

The reporter was Mao Lilan.

She has long been accustomed to the detective physique of her childhood sweetheart who will definitely encounter a murder case when she goes out. If it were another young couple, she would definitely feel physically uncomfortable due to the bloody scene, so she would choose to go home and rest.

As for Mao Lilan and Kudo Shinichi, they can continue to play after solving the case. Today's reasoning has been completed, so they don't have to worry about losing the head of the tourists next to them while playing.

Generally speaking, it is like this.

But people always work overtime, and detectives are no exception.

"Criminals are chasing KPIs so hard now, how much should you consider the detective's mood?" Kudo Shin complained in a low voice, "Working overtime on date days, I'm really out of luck."

Amusement parks that suffered two fatal accidents in one day:

I'm the one out of luck!Go away, you group of people with bloody buffs, go away!

Every time Kudo Shinichi goes on a date, an amusement park owner will cry and hold his wallet tightly.

The corpse is hidden in the corner between the pool and the landscape tree, which is a rare remote place in a lively amusement park.

If it wasn't for Mao Lilan looking for a vending machine to come here, I'm afraid the body would not be found by the cleaning staff until the closing time.

"The deceased was hit hard on the head and fell face down in the pool. There was no sign of extra struggle on his body. It is likely that he came here voluntarily without knowing it to meet the murderer."

Kudo Shinichi introduced the situation fluently.

"Isn't this a typical crime committed by an acquaintance?" Osamu Dazai smiled, "We are not from Tokyo."

"Cough," Kudo Shinichi coughed, and said tactfully, "The voluntary meeting is indeed likely to be committed by an acquaintance, but other reasons cannot be ruled out."

Such as being dizzy from being attracted by beauty...

Take a look at yourself in the mirror, his suspicion of the two of you is definitely not without evidence!

"More importantly, we found this in the palm of the deceased." Kudo Shinichi picked up the evidence bag in his hand, "The logo of Dorobiga Paradise is engraved on the inside of the cat ear clip. At the souvenir shop, the staff said that you first bought two pairs of cat ears, and after a while, you went back and bought a pair of identical ones."

"I guess it's because one of the cat ears is missing, right?"

The flow of people in the souvenir shop in the amusement park is terrible. Kudo Shinben thought it would take a long time to wait for the police to check and monitor, but the staff at the cashier did not think about it: "I remember them, they have patronized twice, and they are all here to buy white cat ears tiara."

The staff said embarrassedly: "You will know them when you see them. They are really conspicuous. Even in my next life, I will never forget handsome men and beauties of this level!"

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What Kudo Shinichi said was vague, how could Osamu Dazai fail to guess his subtext.

He asked in a low voice, "Lullijiang, have you ever been discovered for this reason when you were on a mission?"

Riri Yamabuki also answered him in a very low voice: "When the moon is dark and the wind is high, the night is full of murder and arson, why do you have to be so careless as to kill people in public in broad daylight?"

Incomprehensible, laymen should not touch her professionalism.

"You said it was lost, how do I know what the person who picked it up did?" Osamu Dazai said dully, "Detective, do you think this bit of evidence can be used as evidence to arrest the suspect?

"No, so I just ask you to cooperate with the investigation."

Kudo Shinichi made way for the police officer who came to take notes.

An ominous premonition suddenly surged in the hearts of Yamabuki Riri and Dazai Osamu.

They looked at each other: no way?

I can't escape, after all, I can't escape. The police officer asked questions step by step while recording: "Where are you from? What kind of work do you do?"

When Riri Yamabuki was taking orders, she wandered around Japan, but strictly speaking, she was a Hakata person.

"I'm from Hakata." She said calmly, as if the city she was talking about has beautiful scenery, outstanding people, and harmonious, friendly, gentle and beautiful residents. It has not competed with Yokohama for the throne of "least livable city" for three consecutive years.

Bodo, a dark city where 80.00% of the city's permanent residents are engaged in the profession of killers, has a reputation as the "Capital of Killers" resounding throughout the country.

The little police officer who took the notes suddenly became serious.

"What is your occupation?" He seemed to know the ending.

"Solve the troubles for some friends who are in trouble, and if necessary, solve the troublemakers for them." Yamabuki Riri said tactfully.

Isn't this a professional killer!No matter how nice and euphemistic you say it, it can't change the reality-you have shown a little fear and fear of the police!Otherwise, they really lose face!

The little police officer already wanted to arrest someone, but he decided to wait until after the trial of Osamu Dazai, so as not to suffer another serious injury.

"What about you?" The policeman asked Osamu Dazai nervously, "Are you from Hakata too?"

"Of course not!" Osamu Dazai retorted righteously, "I'm from Yokohama."

Yokohama?

The policeman thinks about it. Although the Mafia forces in Yokohama are as rampant as those in Hakata, there are more normal people in Yokohama than in Hakata. As long as they do not engage in corresponding occupations, he cannot deny their status as good citizens.

With good expectations for human nature and trust in Dazai Osamu's seemingly innocent face, the policeman pretended to ask casually: "Are you 16 years old this year? Which high school do you study in?"

Dazai · The fish that slipped through the net of the nine-year compulsory education · The inactive youth who dropped out of school · Zhi: "..."

You will really ask, this eloquence is too good to go to the interrogation class of the port Mafia.

Riri Yamabuki, who was an adult and a blatant social person, shook his head helplessly.

Either make one up, or tell the truth.

However, the Police Department is qualified to retrieve student status, and the whole process does not take more than 3 minutes in a modern society with advanced electronic devices.

You want to tell a lie that can be seen through in an instant, and be treated seriously as a major suspect in 3 minutes;

Or to be honest, be treated seriously as a major suspect in the next second?

Osamu Dazai: Is there no option not to be considered a suspect?

No? Kiss, I'm a little bit sure about your dangerous status, okay?

Riri Yamabuki's sympathetic eyes and Dazai Osamu's hesitant expression made the police officer who took the transcript ask questions carefully, for fear of touching other people's sad things: "Your family has no money? So you didn't study?"

No, absolutely impossible!Kudo Shinichi showed speechless half-moon eyes.

Please, Mr. Policeman, take a good look at his seemingly ordinary uniform.

One piece is worth three months' salary.

"That's right." Osamu Dazai answered the policeman's words nonchalantly, "My boss likes to abuse child labor very much, so we are not allowed to go to school. If you can use this charge to arrest him, I would be very grateful."

"There is such a thing!" The police officer didn't expect the flowers of the motherland to be persecuted like this. "May I ask which company you work for, and we will definitely arrange for someone to investigate!"

Osamu Dazai twitched the corner of his mouth imperceptibly.

"Port Mafia."

The wind blows across the ground, rolling up a lonely dead leaf.

The little crows flapping their wings in the sky flew by alone, unable to understand the group of aphasic humans below who seemed to have their tongues pulled out for a moment.

The black-haired boy shrugged his shoulders, with a bit of complaint in his words: "It's so troublesome, this kind of thing happened on a happy date with my sister, the murderer had better pray that I don't know who he is."

"I can give you a half discount for this entrustment." Riri Yamabuki fanned the fan with his hands, "I'm hungry, can we chat while eating?"

She was obviously the type to eat deliciously even when eating with a dead body.

They are very calm, the police are not calm!

The police were all on the verge of a formidable enemy, and the little brother who took the record almost dropped his pen and took a gun on the spot and yelled that he was not allowed to move and raised his hands!

Kudo Shinichi, who had read countless prisoners, couldn't help but stare blankly.

Two suspects, a port Mafia and a professional killer.

Can this case work?

The particularities of Hakata and Yokohama are not a secret among the police. People who can cover the sky with one hand in their respective cities have no reason to shrink their heads in Tokyo.

It is true that they were very cooperative, very cooperative, and asked to come to the scene of the crime to identify the corpse, and asked to make notes.

The attitude was gentle and polite throughout the whole process, with the innocence and simplicity of "Hurry up, we are in a hurry to eat" written all over his face. Regardless of his identity, he could even be called the police's favorite type of person.

so what!Kudo Shinichi is still under a lot of pressure!

"...Thank you for your honesty." The high school student detective said complicatedly, "Now, your suspicions are even greater."

He didn't discriminate against illegal professions, really didn't, that's a reasonable reasoning.

Japan is a country where gangsters have been legalized. The killers in Hakata and the Mafia port in Yokohama both pay taxes.

"I'm really hungry." Riri Yamabuki tilted his head, "Detective, the murderer can't be us."

"Such a rough technique." She said with disgust, "Are you insulting my profession?"

It is necessary to ask the victim to a location where surveillance is lacking before daring to strike. The crime tool is still a conspicuous prop like a wrench. Is it necessary?

The girl bent down and picked up a stone, shook it in the palm of her hand, and threw it lightly forward.

The stone flew past Kudo Shinichi's cheek, and hit the landscape tree behind him.

Crash!The birds in the forest were startled, and a hole the size of a stone pierced through the tree trunk!

In the quiet atmosphere, Yamabuki Riri made a gesture for himself to see: "We are destined to meet each other, if you can solve the case before I lose my mind from hunger, how about giving you [-]% off the next order?"

[-]% off!Discounts that even Mori Ogai are coveting!

"No need." Kudo Shinichi recalled the stone bricks smashed by Mao Lilan, and the fear of being dominated by violence came to his heart for the second time. "I will never have money with you in my life."

Young man, don't be so absolute.

The world is impermanent, and she is not only accepting murder business, maybe the discount card will be used on that day?Don't be in vain.

Riri Yamabuki lowered his head and rubbed his stomach, the problem that usually can be solved by a shot of glucose can't be solved now.

She didn't know how dissatisfied Osamu Dazai was with his glucose eating method. In a blink of an eye, even the sealed box and syringe disappeared, replaced by the takeaway number posted on the refrigerator and the port Mafia cafeteria staff who knocked on the door to deliver meals on time.

"Are you really hungry?" Osamu Dazai asked softly, "Does your stomach hurt?"

"It's not uncomfortable," Riri Yamabuki shook his head, "Itchy teeth."

Her eyes flicked around Dazai Osamu's tender neck, and the strong rust smell in the apartment at night once again loomed over the tip of her nose, arousing her appetite.

Riri Yamabuki moved closer to Osamu Dazai, brushed his fingers over the bottom two buttons of his clothes, and gently rubbed his waist with his fingertips: "Does the wound still hurt?"

Osamu Dazai cautiously did not answer.

He intuitively thought that she was not caring about him, but had another purpose!

If you say it hurts, you may be punished in the name of "bad boy who lies". hell.

She really likes to send propositions to Osamu Dazai when it is unexpected, and Osamu Dazai is never afraid to speculate on women's hearts with the greatest malice.

"My injury is not important."

After much deliberation, Osamu Dazai chose the safest and highest EQ solution, and said more affectionately than any considerate lover:

"Feeding my sister is the most important thing, wait for me for 1 minute."

If he can't solve the case in 1 minute, he will be eaten!

She really eats!

Under the double threat of life and pain, the fishing master Xiaotu Zaizhi has never been more active in extra work.

"Send someone to look for it." Osamu Dazai said succinctly, "Men between the ages of 25 and 30, maintenance workers, workers who will never attract attention when carrying tool bags in the amusement park, between two and three in the afternoon I have been to the jumping machine, and the total stay does not exceed 3 minutes."

The policeman who was stopped by Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, thinking in his heart why I am a policeman, why should I obey Mafia's order, and subconsciously took out the walkie-talkie to call the team members.

A sense of command, authority, superiority.

Osamu Dazai's tone was too natural.He is 16 years old this year, and the adult and fierce thugs who can fight in the sea of ​​​​blood are obedient to him, bow their heads and behave like dogs, relying on iron-blooded wrists that are darker than darkness, and they are transparent insights that play with people's hearts like gods .

"The cause of death was a property dispute." Osamu Dazai walked to the corpse, lifted the white cloth to take a look, and withdrew his hand when Police Officer Takagi hurriedly stopped him.

"Probably due to the conflict between the president brother of the listed company and the illegitimate brother about the father's family property. The murderer was working in an amusement park and took the opportunity to invite the deceased to come to his arena to talk and kill people."

The deceased's suit and leather shoes, the elegant and elegant cuff buttons on the cuffs were from a highly sought after luxury brand, and the tie was meticulously cared for by a professional.

"The location of the murder was not monitored, it was chosen by the murderer in advance. He completed his maintenance work step by step today, and took the cat earrings as a framed prop when he left the jumping machine."

The only people who can approach the storage basket unobtrusively are the staff.

It is impossible for the tourists in the same group to take things away, because the jumping machine is an exciting event. When getting off the seat, most of the tourists have to support each other to walk. Riri Yamabuki and Osamu Dazai were the first tourists to reach the storage basket.

"The deceased knew that the murderer was a maintenance worker, so when he went to the appointment with a tool bag, he only complained a few words and did not become suspicious. The deceased did not want to ruin his reputation because of his illegitimate brother, so he voluntarily followed him to a remote location without surveillance, and then --boom!"

Osamu Dazai gestured for a shot.

He said boringly: "Boring, from motivation to method are too boring. The heirs of the company are only two brothers, the elder brother is dead, and the younger brother can change from a maintenance worker to a millionaire in an instant after he has been in prison for several years. To him It doesn't matter whether the frame-up is successful or not, as long as the person dies, he wins."

What a meaningless and worthless reason, Osamu Dazai thought coldly.

Humans are like that, very, very boring.

"You know that the deceased had an illegitimate younger brother, because the port Mafia had discussed business with their company?" Riri Yamabuki asked in Dazai's ear, "Did you threaten them with this?"

"Obviously there is no substantive evidence at all... This is not reasoning." She tilted her head to signal Dazai Osamu to look at Kudo Shinichi, who was full of confusion and unwillingness, "The detective is confused by you."

"Don't tell me if you see through it." Osamu Dazai said obediently, "It's all his fault. I'm also very hungry. I want to watch dolphins and eat rice with crab meat at the same time."

"Look at the time." Riri Yamabuki tapped the phone screen, shattering his fantasy, "Does this look familiar?"

Forget about friends, it's time to talk business with Gin.

What to eat, is it important to have a job?

Osamu Dazai was like a balloon that had been punctured by a needle, his shoulders drooping limply and feebly.

"Why don't we release gin pigeons—" he fancied.

"Why don't you change it?"

Riri Yamabuki disapproves and throws a shiba at Osamu Dazai.

"Where was your original meeting place?"

"That's right, there is no hidden location for monitoring in the amusement park." Osamu Dazai pointed to the pool where the corpse had been soaked, "It's like this place."

"How do we talk?" Yamabuki Riri pointed out sharply, "Four people are standing on the grass and talking about business while feeding mosquitoes?"

Gin and vodka really thought so, one lookout and the other covered their faces in black coats, and completed a hidden meeting with a dark organization in the cold wind.

If you have spare time, you can take the time to beat the Stoka detective who followed them out of curiosity, and pour a mysterious potion to kill people.

It's okay not to mention Ritsuri Yamabuki, but Osamu Dazai feels so stupid when he mentions it, he doesn't have the style of a leading organization in Yokohama at all.

It's better to sit on the rotating teacup and talk!

"What does Riri-chan mean?" Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up.

"Of course, find a secluded and stylish place to sit down and chat while eating."

Riri Yamabuki unfolded the folded map in her pocket and shook it in the air. She pointed to the conspicuous rose pattern on the map, and seriously suggested:

"Say, how about we invite gin to a couple's restaurant?"