[Comprehensive] Professional kill MOMO sauce

After Uehara Naoji entered the room, Banjing Momozui stared at him for a long time, always felt that this face looked familiar, and it took a long time to realize where he had seen it before.

Naoji Uehara, like the Zuomonji family in the game "Touken Ranbu", has an unhappy face.

But he has a handsome face that girls like, even if he is not very happy, it does not affect his handsomeness at all; he has deep eyes, is tall, and has a thin body. When standing there quietly, others can see him with just a glance. It turns out that this is an art student, and his whole body is full of the unique lonely and melancholy temperament of an artist.

But what didn't match his temperament was his hair - curly hair that was long to the neck, and was dyed a bright green color...

The high-profile green, the vibrant green, the lively and cheerful green, the verdant green, the green of Jinjiang Shuihuacheng... oh sorry, the last one is random entry.

Naoji Uehara, with a prairie on his head, Shi Shi ran to the table and sat down.Seemingly noticing that Banjing Taoshui was looking at him, the boy raised his eyes slightly, with a bright and sad face: "Do you like my newly dyed hair? It is full of vitality and green, like the goddess of spring returning to the earth. I named this color 'Chunxin' But I suddenly feel that Miss your hair color of 'Sakura Blow' - let's name it first - your hair color is very beautiful, the cherry blossoms are blown off the branches by the wind, which means death, um, what a beautiful and attractive breath of death .”

Banjing Taoshui: "..."

Forgive her for not being an artist.

Banjing Momozui, who was about to go back with "Blind JB hypocrisy, why are you the breath of death, your whole family breath of death", was held back by Dazai. "He seems to have the potential to be a suicidal man." Dazai leaned close to Banjing Momosui's ear, and whispered in a low voice, "This man is a bit nervous, with a sensitive and delicate mind. Momo-chan needs to think carefully when he speaks."

After hearing Dazai's words, Banjing Momozui struggled for a long time. In order not to hurt the other party's slender boyish heart, he had to grit his teeth and say something against his will: "...Is, is it? I still like your 'Chunxin' more, very...very much Great color."

Uehara Naoji raised his melancholy eyebrows, his face was unpredictable, and his tone was slow: "Well, as long as the lady likes it, after all... If you want to live a decent life, you must have a little green on your head."

After he finished speaking, the air in the room was suddenly quiet, and the scene was once very embarrassing.

Dazai was half-stretched on the table, his face buried in his arms, and he almost couldn't stop laughing; Conan Hattori couldn't bear to look straight at him; Banjing Momozui tried his best to suppress his prehistoric power, so as not to let Naoji Uehara bleed Splash on the spot.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic. Mr. Uehara, I have a few questions I want to ask you, and I hope you can answer them truthfully." The majestic Henggou Police Department knocked on the table with its knuckles, and dragged the building crooked to the Inner Mongolia prairie again. Back in District 11, Banjing Momozui gave her a grateful look, but the honest Mr. Police Department didn't seem to receive it. "What did you do in the deceased's dressing room between 1:20 and 1:30 this afternoon?"

"Oh, we made an appointment to talk about breaking up." Uehara Naoji said indifferently, "The first generation had a better place to go, so she wanted to dump me, but when I went to the dressing room, she wasn't there, and I waited 10 Gone in minutes."

"Do you hate the deceased because of being dumped?"

"Are you trying to say that I killed her because of love and hatred?" Sensitively sensing what the police department wanted to ask, the boy full of artistic temperament smiled, "Please, it's just a relationship. Is it? Where are the pretty girls?"

"The first generation of Xiaoshan should be more than just beautiful." Dazai crossed his fingers and rested his chin, tilting his head and asked him, "As you said just now, it seems that you don't take beautiful girls seriously. The reason why you choose Xiaoshan first generation as your girlfriend must be Is there some other reason? Like—devotion to art?"

"Why did you use the word 'devotion'?!" Banjing Momozui drooped her dead fish eyes, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly, wondering if Dazai heard her complaints.

Probably perverts and perverts can understand each other, Naoji Uehara did not deny Dazai's words. "There is indeed a reason for this. She has a unique aura on her body. The aura of a slender white crane that is struggling to die like a slender white crane is very attractive to me."

"I don't know if you've heard that when the body was found, it was sprayed with red paint. At first glance, it was thought to be blood. It's really scary..." Although Dazai said this, he couldn't see it at all. Shocked, "It's so strange, why did the murderer do this?"

"Who knows." Uehara Naoji smiled indifferently, "But judging from the artistic effect, it is quite beautiful. It is not surprising that she is treated like this after death."

"Have you discovered the relationship between the first generation of Koyama and the school doctor?" Hattori Heiji said suddenly.

"I found it." Uehara Naoji smiled, "After seeing my newly dyed hair, do you still need to ask this question?"

"Cough... The investigation results show that you registered at the Psychology Department of Tokyo General Hospital a month ago, but you didn't go to see a doctor in the end. Why?"

"Suddenly don't want to see a doctor, can't you?" Naoji Uehara spread his hands and said willfully.Seeing everyone's expressions, he suddenly raised the corners of his lips viciously, "I'm lying to you, I kept having a nightmare over and over again last month, and the quality of sleep was not very good if I didn't have a dream, so I decided to ask what happened to that dream But then I didn’t want to go to the hospital anymore, it’s better to go to that kind of independent consultation room if I want to find a psychiatrist. And Doctor Renzu is my mother’s colleague, so it’s not good to let acquaintances know.”

"Can I ask what dream you had?" Dazai asked like a curious baby.

"I dreamed that I committed suicide by drinking a bullet. It's strange, I have never committed suicide, why do I have such a dream?"

Banjing Taoshui's fingertips trembled suddenly. Before the tremor spread all over her body, someone grabbed the hand on her knee under the table. She injected countless courage.

She froze for a moment, turned her head to look at Dazai, noticed the girl's gaze, Dazai turned his head and blinked at her.

Banjing Taoshui lowered her head, her eyes a little sore.

It's always like this, this person is always like this, from childhood to adulthood, every time he is the first to notice her mood, every time he will comfort her in his own way, every time when she needs it most, he never absent.

If Osamu Dazai hadn't picked her up, she would have died in the cold slums long ago—frozen to death, starved to death, sold, bullied and trampled, or... the ability couldn't stop and she committed suicide in pain.

Without Osamu Dazai, there would be no Banjing Momosui.

He is a benefactor, and even a family member. He has monopolized such a long part of Banjing Taoshui's life, and until today, he can't be stripped from her soul at all.Such a good Osamu Dazai, even if she thinks of the word "stay away", she will feel sad.

——“How did your hand hurt?”

The voice of the Henggou Police Department brought back Banjing Taoshui who was in a mind-wandering.

"Oh, this..." Uehara Naoji fiddled with the bandage on his finger, "It was scratched by a carving knife, I like to carve plaster."

"You carved the plaster statue on the dressing table of the deceased?"

"That's right." Uehara Naoji nodded, "You should have seen that, the statue is broken, it's too much, I really don't cherish the fruits of my labor at all."

Pretending not to hear the suspect's radical remarks, the Henggou Police Department coughed lightly and said, "Actually, we didn't find any broken plaster statues in the house."

"That's it..." Uehara Naoji suddenly thought of something, and said in a light tone, "I will provide you with an investigation direction. The murderer should be Ueda Shizuko."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because she—" the boy slowly grinned, showing a vicious smile, "Stupid!"

As soon as Uehara Naoji left, a plainclothes criminal came in and said to the Henggou Police Department: "The anime club lost a set of white cosplay clothes and wigs, and we found a broken plaster statue in Shizuko Ueda's locker, And that set of cos equipment, the plaster is white, not polluted by paint, and those who have left fingerprints on it are the deceased Koyama, Shizuko Ueda and Naoji Ueda.”

Because he had no clue about the case, Momomi Bani turned to observe everyone's expressions and found that when Hattori Heiji and Conan heard the new discovery of the plainclothes criminal police, their eyes lit up and the corners of their lips curled up almost at the same time.

Look at this confident smile... Do they know who the murderer is?

The Henggou Police Department did not laugh, but thoughtfully said: "Well, although some things are still unclear, if physical evidence is found, the murderer should be her."

"But how did that young lady get the drug?" Conan pushed his glasses and raised a different opinion.

"That's right." Hattori Heiji pinched the brim of the hat that was buttoned behind his head, turned it slightly, and turned the brim to the front. "The deceased was stunned and strangled to death with piano wire. The autopsy showed that there were sleeping pills and ecstasy|drugs in his body at the same time. Among the three suspects, three had wounds on their hands, one confirmed that they had sleeping pills on them, and two There are ways to get sleeping pills and drugs, and everyone has a motive to kill. Although these known clues are mixed, it is not very troublesome to straighten them out. For example, the two drugs in the body of the deceased - sleeping pills and drugs It must not be the same person, because it is impossible for the murderer to administer two drugs with similar effects at the same time. It takes a long time for sleeping pills to take effect, so it is inconvenient, so the drug must be administered by the murderer."

"Although the drug market is strictly controlled, it's not impossible to get anything, so Shizuko Ueda is the most suspected." The Henggou Police Department flicked Conan's head, "Little devil, the police handle cases more by looking at physical evidence. , fully understand the murderer’s modus operandi, this is your detective, not the police.”

"But..." Conan drew his voice, "Heiji brother already knows who the murderer is, right, Heiji brother?"

"Ah...well." Hattori Heiji nodded, "I do already know who the murderer is, but there is no evidence, and I need to look at the scene again."

Seeing the three of them discussing the case, Banjing Momozui went to Dazai and said in a low voice, "Those two boys already know the truth, Dazai, you are behind!"

"Oh~ the murderer, I already know who it is, but I don't rely on deduction. Do you know Freud's personality theory? Or Mises's "Human Behavior"?" Dazai said with a smile while leaning on the back of his pocket. : "Mises put forward a set of concepts in the book. He advocated that all conscious actions of human beings are to enhance their own happiness and satisfaction. The simple understanding is that - from the point of view of preferences alone, human behavior patterns can It can be observed from personal experience and personality traits." As if suddenly thinking of something, he asked: "Where is MOMO sauce, do you have any idea about the identity of the murderer?"

"Yes, of course there is..." Banjing Taoshui covered her face in frustration, Daimao made a soft arc of disappointment as if she could reflect the mood of her master.

"My only thought is - if I were to post "all beings are guilty", all puzzles would be solved quickly and conveniently.What are you doing?Wouldn't it be better for people to live a little more simply? ! "