Chapter seven hundred and fiftieth IX dreams should wake up
At the bottom of the cliff, two figures of unknown life and death lay.
The clothes on his body were torn everywhere, and his face was covered with bruises and wounds.
The girl was firmly protected in the boy's arms, her eyes tightly closed.
Suddenly, the boy who was pressed by the girl opened his eyes.
The arms that were holding the girl tightly loosened their grip.
He lay on the ground and looked at the sky, then at the girl, and breathed a sigh of relief.
It's okay with Ye...
fine.
Hattori Heiji slowly sat up from the ground.
Kudo should still be waiting for him...
He had to go back quickly.
He stood up carefully, hugged Yuan Shan and Ye, and left step by step with difficulty.
The wound on the back of the hand was dripping with blood.
With every step he took, a drop of blood fell to the ground.
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At this moment, Mouri Kogoro had already begun to reason.
He lowered his head and kept his mouth motionless, but a voice belonging to him came out, talking about the so-called reasoning.
Baima's eyes were puzzled, and his outlook was shocked.
"When Mr. Maori reasoned, did he use ventriloquism?" Bai Ma asked sincerely.
The mouth is not moving, what is talking?
In order to become a famous detective, did you actually learn ventriloquism?
"Hmm... maybe." Tsushima Shuji looked weird for a moment, then nodded.
"I don't think something is right..." Detective Bai Ma always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.
"Everyone has some little secrets. Even if curiosity is the nature of a detective, you can't just pry into other people's secrets." Shuji Tsushima shook his head in disapproval.
White Horse Detective:......
It's a bit strange to hear such words of thinking about others come from Tsushima Shuji.
Although he knew that Tsushima Shuji was actually a kind-hearted person with a hard mouth and a soft heart.
With this thought in his mind, Detective Hakuba, who showed no strange expression on his face, put away his curiosity that had no place to rest, and seriously began to listen to Mouri Kogoro's reasoning.
The head of the Fukui Prefecture police has two suspected targets.
Men Xie Bingzang and Fukuyama Rokuro.
He did not hesitate to target the two of them.
But he was refuted by Moori Kogoro.
"It was indeed Mr. Men Xie who stole the list, and it was indeed Mr. Men Xie who sold the dugong arrows, but he did not kill anyone."
"The fingerprints on the swimming ring were just accidentally left behind when he went to get Miss Ebihara Hisumi's number plate."
"The one who originally drew the dugong's arrow should be Miss Ebihara Hisumi." Mouri Kogoro's voice was low and calm, full of confidence.
"The real murderer knew that the three of them would be hit by dugong arrows, and..."
"The person who decided to kill them as early as the beginning." Mouri Kogoro said.
"But no one will know the result of the lottery until Changshou Po announces it..." Fukuyama Rokuro said.
"But there is one person who will definitely know." Mouri Kogoro's voice was determined.
"That is, Changshou Po herself." He announced.
"How is that possible! The longevity woman is already one hundred and thirty years old! How can she still kill people!" Fukuyama Rokuro retorted in disbelief.
"What if this longevity woman is not an old man who is 130 years old? But...where is Miss Junhui?" Mouri Kogoro did not show any dissatisfaction at being rebutted, and just explained to himself.
"How is this possible...Jun Hui..." Fukuyama Rokuro looked at the white-haired, aging, short old man.
"Mr. Fukuyama, you said before that Miss Junhui has very good makeup skills." Mouri Kogoro just said this.
"I didn't expect that you would still find me." The voice from Changshou Po's mouth was no longer old, but young and gentle.
It is the voice belonging to Shimabukuro Kimi.
She unbuckled her legs and stood up.
The calves and thighs are folded and tied up, and they walk on their knees wearing knee pads. This is the secret of their short stature.
As for the gray-haired and aging appearance...
Shimabukuro Kimui took off the mask and wig on her face, revealing a young and beautiful face.
"I am very confident in my makeup skills." She tore off the remaining pieces of her face, put down the hairnet, and resumed her identity as Shimabukuro Kimi.
"But aren't the five of us good friends? Why... would you kill them?" Fukuyama Rokuro asked in disbelief.
He likes Shimabukuro Kimi.
But now, the girl he liked has turned into a murderer who killed three people in a row.
"Because they killed my mother three years ago." Shimabukuro Junhui told her story with gentle eyes.
Three years ago, Kadokyo Saori, Ebihara Hisumi, and Naoko got extremely drunk because they failed to draw the dugong arrow, and finally decided to burn down the shrine's warehouse.
At that time, the mother of Kimi Shimabukuro, who played the role of the longevity woman, was burned alive in the warehouse.
The corpse without legs was not that of a mermaid, but that of Shimabukuro Junhui's mother.
"During the fire, my mother called me and asked me to continue playing the role of the longevity woman, because...she really loves this island." Shimabukuro Junhui shed tears in her eyes.
"But everyone should know that you are pretending to be Changshou Po." Mouri Kogoro's voice was calm.
After Shimabukuro Junhui heard this, she wiped away her tears, but she only saw apologetic faces one after another.
Everyone on the island except the young people knows that the longevity woman is disguised as Shimabukuro Kimi.
But no one exposed her, and instead cooperated with her and continued to act in this scene.
"The so-called mermaid grave actually contains the body of your mother." Someone pushed open the door and leaned against the door frame. The wound on the back of his hand was still bleeding, but he said with a confident expression without realizing it.
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"That's right. It turns out...everyone knows it. Why...didn't you tell me earlier?" Shimabukuro Junhui smiled, but tears overflowed from her eyes as she smiled.
If only I had told her earlier...
If everyone knows that Changshou Po is fake...
She no longer has to maintain this dream about eternal life.
She could have woken up from her dream long ago.
The police officers from Fukui Prefecture want to transfer Mr. Shimabukuro off the island.
Residents of the entire island stood in front of the pier to say goodbye.
The waves were so strong that day that the ship carrying Shimabukuro Kimi could hardly start and leave, as if the sea was also trying to hold on to her, unwilling to let her leave.
But in the end, the boat carrying people gradually moved away, gradually turned into a small black dot, and then completely disappeared from everyone's eyes.
"Hattori-kun, did you also fall off the cliff?" Hakuba looked at the scarred Hattori Heiji, as well as Toyama and Ip Man who were still in a coma.
"Why use it?" Hattori Heiji sounded confused.
"Because Tsushima and his two bodyguards also fell." Hakuba glanced at Tsushima Shuji and explained.
"No..." Hattori Heiji looked shocked.
Can something like falling off a cliff be such a coincidence?
"But Tsushima and the others fell into the river, and they didn't seem to be injured much. They are a little better than you two." Hakuba Tan said in a complicated tone.
It seems that Tsushima was indeed taken care of by the goddess of luck.
Hattori Heiji, Toyama and Ye were covered in injuries from the fall, and they looked miserable.
In comparison, Shuji Tsushima and the three of them were unscathed, which is really lucky.