"New Doctor" came to the fallen female teacher. As soon as he squatted down, he discovered something strange in the blurred light - on the back of Teacher Mihara's right hand, he actually wrote a pseudonym "mi" in bloody color.
Just as he was looking at the pseudonym with some confusion, the cabinet behind him slid silently, and a figure squeezed a handkerchief stained with anesthetics and covered the handkerchief on the mouth of the "New Doctor".
Belmode: "…"
Fortunately, she didn't stab her with a knife, otherwise she would have exposed her wearing a blade suit and a bulletproof vest... However, since anesthetics were used, it seems that the role of "New Doctor" today is not the unlucky deceased, but something else?
This thought flashed, and a sound of gin suddenly flashed in Belmode's mind - "Uzzo is quite a bit conscientious."
She nodded in her heart, and while pretending to be fainted by numbness, she reluctantly agreed to this point. However, at this moment, the person behind her smiled sinisterly, took out another hemp rope and strangled her neck.
Belmode: "…"
...
Outside the door.
Ran Maori stood in the corridor, listened with his ears, and asked several students uncertainly: "Did the new teacher suddenly shouted?"
Jiang Xia nodded: "It seems like she is calling out to Teacher Mi Yuan."
"Nothing will happen." Suzuki Yuanko also heard it, "He sounded anxious."
As a senior detective, Conan was particularly sensitive to screams. He didn't say much and ran in the direction where the sound came.
The other people also quickly followed.
After passing through the long corridor and reaching the door of the guest room, one of the doors was closed tightly, which seemed quite unusual.
Jiang Xia walked over and knocked politely on the door: "Teacher Miyuan? New doctor?"
No one answered, and the door was locked.
Ran Mori looked at the door and his eyes became solemn. After knocking on the door, he didn't respond or open the door. This was obviously not right, coupled with the strange movement just now...
"Let's kick the door open."
In terms of saving people, the gentle rescue expert never hesitated. While the words were finished, Ran Mori had already lifted his breath and turned around and kicked on the wooden door.
The wooden door of the villa could not resist this force at all and bounced open. As the lights in the corridor shone into the room, two figures lying on the ground suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
"New doctor?" The two high school girls saw the scene in the room clearly, and their eyes were filled with tears in an instant, "And Teacher Mihara!"
After breaking the door, I suddenly saw the corpse. This was something I should have been used to. But this time, the one who fell to the ground was actually two acquaintances...
"How could this happen?" Ran Maori and Yuanko Suzuki looked sad, "Who did it?"
"..." "The new doctor" lay on the ground like a corpse, not wanting to speak.
But Conan discovered something was wrong: "My Master Mihara's hand seemed to move!"
Jiang Xia raised her hand and pressed the light. The light was bright. As the two high school girls were anxiously gaze, Teacher Mi Yuan struggled to wake up. She frowned in pain and groped and pressed her forehead: "It hurts so much..."
At this time, a chaotic footsteps came from the door. The other three teachers heard the movement here and ran over from all directions.
Looking at the messy house, the three of them looked shocked: "What are you doing? What happened?"
The "new doctor" lay quietly, looking like he could not answer this question.
Teacher Mihara was supported by Ran Mori and sat up against the bed. She covered her head and recalled: "I just made the bed in the house. When it was about to be put on, someone suddenly came from behind and took something very choking and covered my mouth."
"That's it!" The curly-haired man saw a wet handkerchief falling from the ground and suddenly remembered something, "I remember this often in TV series - many prisoners would pour anesthetics on their handkerchiefs and put them down with their mouths."
Another dark-skinned male teacher noticed something else. He picked up the hemp rope that fell next to the handkerchief: "There is a rope, what's the use?"
Jiang Xia sighed: "It is probably what I used to strangle the victim after I put down my neck - you see, there is a strangle mark on the new doctor's neck."
Conan: "..." This suspicious person was actually knocked down by an ordinary murderer?
Ran Maori remembered another thing and looked at Teacher Mihara worriedly: "Are you being snatched too?"
Teacher Mi Yuan touched his neck: "It seems that there is no. I tried to hold my breath and resist, but in the end I lost consciousness - because the man saw that I had not taken anesthetics, he grabbed my head and hit the wall two or three times."
She raised her hand and lifted her bangs and gently touched the wound: "Is it swollen? Why is it so painful..."
Several other teachers looked at her hands, but screamed: "Teacher Miyuan, what's going on on your back?!"
"Back of the hand?" Teacher Mi Yuan put down his hand and saw the three red marks on his hand. He was shocked, "What is this?"
Conan leaned closer and looked at it: "It looks like lipstick."
Teacher Miyuan came to her senses, and then took her makeup bag after realizing it. She searched for it. She said in surprise: "My lipstick is gone."
Jiang Xia walked to the "Doctor Xinchu", squatted down and grabbed a few balls of fresh apple-flavored murderous aura, and then grabbed her hand: "Teacher Xinchu also has words written in lipstick on his hand, and his "na".
"The two people were written with 'mi' and 'na'?" Everyone looked confused, "What does this mean?"
A gloomy voice floated from the door: "What else can it mean? Of course it is 'mi''na''go''ro''shi', that is, 'kill all of you'."
The reporter also came over at some point. At this time, he was looking at the four primary school teachers and laughed: "But there were no dead people in the first attack - this way, you will save trouble and don't have to distort the facts and cover them up like you did three years ago."
"It's almost done!" The curly-haired man was angry, "It's been three years since the incident. Why do you still keep it on your lips every day? Can you have no other news to chase after?"
Another male teacher also snorted coldly and stared at the reporter and said, "In my opinion, you are the attacker! You want to make a fool of yourself in this way and let us get the manuscript you want!"
The reporter lit a cigarette: "No, I am a good law-abiding citizen - instead of guessing like this, you might as well do something like the two students over there and do something you should do."
Chapter completed!