"The deceased, Male, fifteen years old..."

"I found out that Akito of Yamashita had received a call from him before Ito Minaya died."

"The suspect Tsushima Xiuzhi was alone on the rooftop when the incident happened, and there was no absent certificate." Speaking of this, the young man who reported the case couldn't help but look at Tsushima Xiuzhi who was standing alone on the side.

He was too calm, as if he didn't care at all about being suspected of being the murderer.

I didn't care about the doubts and fears of the students around me.

He just stood there with dark eyes, as if he was out of place with the people around him who were not in the same world.

Yamashita was staring at him, but in fact he was not the only one watching the other, but the others were more or less looking at each other.

Then, they heard him say.

"It's really troublesome."

"Why are those detectives not here?"

“It’s really a waste of time.”

The boy's right eye was full of fatigue and impatience, and he actually had an irresistible temperament.

"Don't waste time, officer." The boy stood there, his voice clear and impatient.

The feeling of neuroticism between the eyebrows and eyes became more and more obvious.

"You are the murderer, Qiuren at the foot of the mountain." He said so.

"What are you talking about, Tsushima-kun, Ito and I are friends who have grown up together since childhood!" Yamashita Akito's face turned red and retorted.

"Hey? So you are a friend? Aren't you me and the punching bag?" The boy with a bandage on his body raised his tone and said in surprise.

Qiuren at the foot of the mountain clenched his fists.

"This dagger is so accurate, it's like an archer who hits every shot." Tsushima Shuoru said inexplicably.

Qiuren at the foot of the mountain trembled uncontrollably.

"However, Yamashita Jun was not there at the time of the incident! He also received a call from Ito." Someone retorted.

"No, no, can't the phone be faked? Is it impossible to record? Have you found Ito Minaya's cell phone?" Tsushima Shuji's expression was exaggerated and his tone was also exaggerated.

"This method of providing absenteeism to himself is too simple." He was despicable.

"Do you have evidence?" someone asked.

"There is no evidence, everything is nonsense!" Yamashita Akito retorted.

"The evidence is clearly in front of you." Tsushima Shuo said.

For him, the motive for murder was simply simple, but no one around could see it.

Will police officers not do anything without detectives?

"The things placed in this warehouse are tools for killing."

"Why didn't the murderer take away the dagger on the chest of the deceased? It's very simple, because he can't do it~"

"Yes, the classmate Qiuren at the foot of the mountain." He suddenly turned his head and looked at the uneasy Qiuren at the foot of the mountain with his kite-colored right eye.

"Although you used the fitness equipment in the warehouse to make the mechanism, tied Ito Seiya to a fixed position in advance, and successfully used the mechanism to kill Ito Seiya with a dagger, you have no chance to take the dagger away in order to seek a proof of absence."

“As for the evidence…”

"Ito Seiya's cell phone and the remote control you arranged are still on you."

"Why would you please let everyone see who your phone is in your hand?" Tsushima Shuori said with confidence.

Qiuren at the foot of the mountain pinched his cell phone tightly and said nothing.

"As for the motive for murder, I know it clearly~"

"You and Ito Minaya have indeed grown up together since childhood, but you are not friends. Ito Minaya should have tried quite hard when she hits you." Tsushima Shuji said this, his tone as if he had a sense of compassion. When he listened carefully, he felt that he was thinking too much.

This sentence sounds like a sarcastic tone.

"That guy..." The cell phone in Akito Yamashita fell to the ground.

Tears splashed on the dusty ground in the warehouse.

"That guy, Minori Ito, didn't treat me as a human being!" He suddenly raised his head, and even though he was crying, his expression was still fierce.

Full of disgust.

"It would be better if all guys like him died!" he said.

"Mingming... I've tried it thousands of times..."

"I've obviously checked it myself, it's going to be a perfect crime."

"Your only mistake is to involve me and want me to bear the charge for you." The boy in a white uniform spoke.

"In my opinion, your mistake is too obvious." He seemed to be standing in the light, but the light could not illuminate him.

Qiuren at the foot of the mountain finally collapsed on the ground with a silver bracelet on her.

...

On the second day, photos of Tsushima Fuyu were clearly displayed on the front page of the newspaper.

"Tzushima, a detective from Di Guang's middle school student, rehabilitated..."

"The young detective who sees through people's hearts..."

"The incredible beautiful young detective..."

Tsushima Repair:………

[Host, you seem to be hot...] The system stumbles.

"As a real wine, I actually became a detective..." Tsushima Shuji's tone was deep.

[Come to lupin—gin]

[ok—cahors]

Take off my white school uniform, put on a black suit and go straight to Lupin.

This time, Tsushima Yudai did not commit suicide halfway. He came to Lupin peacefully and peacefully.

Gin and vodka are still in shapes that last for thousands of years, as if there is only one set of clothes.

Of course, Tsushima Shuji knew that Gin's wardrobe had at least thirty coats of the same style.

Change one outfit every day and you won’t wear the same outfit for a month.

Moreover, although Gin is a killer, he has cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Although the Shark Man didn't mind the other party's blood spraying everywhere, nor did he care that the blood stuck to him.

But his clothes that splashed blood would be destroyed by him and burned directly to ashes.

Under the majesty of his elder brother, Vodka could only follow the footsteps of Gin.

This time, the bartender consciously brought a glass of hot milk and placed it next to the gin.

"Gin, do you think I'm like a detective?" He stared at the hot milk brought by the bartender and asked seriously.

"Hmph, what? Do you want to play the detective game?" Gin didn't deny it, just asked.

After all, the other party’s personality is like a second, and he also understands it.

It is not impossible to suddenly want to be a detective and play with it.

"Look." The dark-haired boy took out a newspaper from his coat.

Pointing to the front page, I signaled Gin.

"I'm already." He said.

Gin:...

His eyes flashed across the newspaper.

He looked at the words "The young detective who sees through the hearts of the people", and curled his lips and smiled.

Of course, when he smiled, it was like a ferocious beast meeting a prey, with bad intentions and murderous intentions.

"Did you encounter an incident at school?" asked the silver-haired man.

"Yes, that murderer wants to frame me." The boy muttered dissatisfiedly.

"The evidence is so obvious, I want to pretend that I can't see it!"

"It's like a bold and oversized font that is horizontally in front of you, and you can't even see it." The boy complained in a nagging manner.

"Someone said you want to be the next Shinichi Kudo?" Gin asked.

It's really unhappy.

Tsushima Shuji is clearly a member of the organization. He was born to be a black party, so how could he become the next detective?

"?Don't, it's quite interesting to play detective games occasionally, let me be the next Kudo Shinichi..." Tsushima Shuo shivered.

"I'm more suitable to be Moriarty than to be Sherlock Holmes." He thought.

"And you got the medicine from Kudo Shinichi, and now your life and death are unknown."

"I don't want you to be regarded as a test subject." He curled his lips.

"If you really betray the organization, I will kill you with my own hands." The silver-haired man said.

Tsushima Remedy, regarded as his adopted son by the boss.

Whether life or death, it can only belong to the organization.

"I think it's quite comfortable to be the eldest son of the organization, and I can still use you at will~" said the black-haired boy with a smile.

Gin:...
Chapter completed!