Nameless Apocalypse

I finished this sentence with difficulty.

[Hurry up and call the police, then stay where you are and wait for me. 】Simon hung up the phone after leaving this sentence. I closed the phone, thinking something was wrong, and quickly turned on the alarm again.

After I finished speaking incoherently, I started to stand at the door stupidly, thinking about it was still wrong, and I was farther away from the door, and sat down on the ground and began to close my eyes and recite the Diamond Sutra silently.

After saying a few words, the door to the room next to me was opened. I heard the voice and hurriedly stood up with my luggage in my arms and looked towards the person coming.

The person who opened the door looked familiar, with black hair and black eyes, wearing a pair of glasses, and a standard mustache. When he saw me, he smiled politely: "What's the matter, please?"

I swallowed my saliva and stammered to answer: "I, there is a dead person in my room..."

murdering case

American police are pretty quick.

At this time, the room was sealed off, and it was a bit noisy. I could hear the sound of taking pictures and the whispers of some policemen.

I stood beside me with my coat on, and Simon patted my head comfortingly from time to time.

Holding the hot coffee in my hand, I was a little speechless about his actions.You're old enough, I'm really not afraid that this won't leave any psychological shadow...

What surprised me the most was not the people in the room, but the mustache next to the room. When he introduced himself and said, "I am Kudo Yusaku", I felt relieved.Fortunately...it's not his Shinigami son Edogawa Conan...

But it didn't take long for me to feel at ease, the corner of my mouth twitched when the boy who looked about 14 years old came out of his room.Although it is not Conan, Kudo Shinichi's death light also covers the earth...

But what can be assured is that with this father and son in battle, the matter should be resolved smoothly.

I drank my coffee for a while, until a police officer came and asked me to go to the police station and ask a few words.

Simon patted my head, his voice was much softer than the first time we met: "Let's go, I'll go with you."

Nodding obediently again, I obediently showed the reaction a frightened girl should have.

There was an officer sitting in front of me at the police station. Simon was being questioned in another room, presumably to prevent us from colluding.

"Miss Stacey?" The police officer coughed a few times and said, "I want to ask you a few questions, is that okay?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

"The specific scene and time when you found the body?"

"I took Mr. Simon's card to find the room. When I drove in, there was a faint smell of blood. I didn't pay much attention to it at first. I thought the last tenant had left something raw in the room...but when I saw the bed When the dead person died, I knew something was going on. I was afraid of damaging the scene, so I hurried out and explained the situation to Mr. Simon. Hearing his words, I called the police and waited for the police there. I didn’t care much about the time. After I found the crime scene The police were called within minutes."

"Well, I see." The police officer kept his pen in his hand, "What kind of job does Miss Stacey do?"

I was silent for a moment, then lowered my head in embarrassment: "I'm currently a vagrant..."

The police officer flicked his pen and continued to record calmly: "Can Miss Stacey provide you with today's itinerary?"

Consider me one of the suspects?I raised my eyebrows, but I answered obediently.

Then I answered a few innocuous questions, and I, who had a strong alibi, was easily cleared of suspicion.

When he walked out the door, what he saw was Kudo Shinichi who looked childish but pretended to be old.I smiled at him politely, and when I was about to find Simon, Kudo Shinichi put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, "Sister Stacey, can I see your bag?"

"Huh?" I frowned and looked at the brat.

The other party pointed to my well-wrapped sword, with a stern look on his face: "Look at the shape, it should be something like a Japanese sword. Sister, you also have calluses on your hands, so your sword skills should not be bad."

I held up a smiling face, touched his head, and said softly, "Little brother, that's not a Japanese sword, that's the Lion King."

Kudo Shinichi: "..."

Just kidding, I still showed off my sword openly.Anyway, I have nothing to do with this murder case at all, so I'm not afraid to do it.

Gently stroking the blade, I pulled it out, then quickly put it back into the scabbard, and turned my head to the brat in displeasure, "How is it? Are you okay?"

Kudo Shinichi coughed a few times: "It's a good sword."

I gave him a half-smile, and gave him a blank look: "Little friend, you're pretty smart."

I didn't pay attention to the angry eyes of Xiao Kudou who was looking at me, I looked at the red-haired man walking towards me, Simon.

"Mr. Simon." I took a step back, and Simon nodded to me: "It's over, let's go home."

I stared at his calm face, and finally broke into a smile: "Okay."

Before leaving, I turned around and touched the head of the little friend Xin, and smiled like an aunt: "Isn't it Kudo Shinichi? Brother Xinyi, thank you. But..." My smile changed, A warning was added in the tone, "Kids should not meddle in such dangerous things."

Little Kudo was taken aback, seemed very dissatisfied with my actions, frowned and said in a low voice, "I don't know what's good or bad."

It's you who don't know good from bad, kid!I sighed helplessly, and followed Simon out of the police station, holding the sword tightly in my left hand.

The two of us were walking on the street, Simon's back was facing me, I couldn't see his expression clearly, so I couldn't judge anything from his expression.To be honest, I'm doubting him now.

First of all, it is unreasonable for an unfamiliar person like me to live in such a high-end hotel.Second, the shock that flashed in his eyes when he saw the dead body made me judge that he should know the dead person.But the police station released it so quickly, which shows that this person is not telling the truth.

I sighed, it seems that I was accidentally involved in a murder case... What a headache...

... Am I the type to attract accidents?No way?

When I lowered my head to think, Simon in front had stopped, and I almost bumped my head on his back.

I saw Simon raised his head slightly, looking at the red, green and green neon lights constantly flashing in the distance, with a lonely expression on his face.

I stood there, quietly waiting.

After a while, Simon came back to his senses. He rubbed his hair, coughed a few times to cover up, and continued to walk.

If you remove the kind of scare that gave me on the first day, the others are still good.The food I was given was also good, the amount of daily work was also very small, and the housing conditions were not bad, and I was specially given a separate room.

It's just that I didn't trust him, and my sword never left my bedside.

The days are gradually calming down, but life is a parabola. Behind the calmness, there is usually an excessive ups and downs.

One night, the coffee shop was already closed, and I sent the last customer away with a stiff smile, and started preparing to close the shop.Simon didn't show up all day today, not sure what happened.

Just when I thought that Ximen Electronics went to [beep——] tonight and would not come back, Simon came back very drunk.

He sat down on the sofa, I thought about it, and dutifully brought the hangover tea.

"Stacey, Mr. and Mrs. Green passed away." Simon said, covering his eyes with his hand, I was stunned, and the teacup in my hand fell to the ground.

The idea of ​​expressing a feeling of shock is poor... I thought to myself looking at the broken pieces at my feet.

"Where are they buried? I want to take a day off to see them." Instead of picking up the fragments, I went to the counter to make tea again.

"Stacey, you know, they didn't die naturally." Simon, who was lying on the sofa, sat up at some point, and seemed to be chuckling, but there was a hint of sadness in his laughter, "It's digitalis."

Digitalis? !I shook my hand holding the cup and frowned.This digitalis...sounds like the name of a kind of traditional Chinese medicine...wouldn't someone be so useless to name themselves with this?So I tentatively asked, "Who?"

Simon was silent for a while, then said lightly: "It's me."

He raised his head and looked at me without a wave in his eyes, nor did he look like he was drunk, his lips moved slowly: "It was me who killed them."

Disappearance case

[In order to make everyone more accustomed to seeing it, the English name has been changed to a translated name]

Simon lowered his head a little decadently, and began his own narrative.

When he was a child, he was out of gregariousness and had autism. His parents disliked him and abandoned him in an orphanage.Later, I heard that his parents were in a car accident, and the Green couple, who had a little blood relationship with him, adopted him.The Greens raised him and treated him very well, a hundred times better than his own parents.But he killed them.

After I heard it, my first reaction was—the Greens are really good people!

The second reaction is—in fact, Simon was subtly aware of the fact that he had autism when he was a child...but the name Simon Green really feels a bit embarrassing...

The third reaction is - I rely on you to say it, doesn't it mean to say it in vain? !It's useless not to clarify who the murderer was and how he was killed!

I wanted to ask, but Simon wouldn't talk.I'm pretty sure the man wasn't drunk.

So I threw this person on the sofa without any sympathy and went to sleep by myself.

When I woke up the next morning, I found that Simon was no longer there, and there was a key on the bedside.I pick it up