Chapter 1823 1822【Death of Little Vodka】

Jiang Xia was really thinking about something: "Did the female classmate they said disfigured herself and then jumped off the building really commit suicide?"

 Those who commit suicide are not committed enough to the matter of survival. Let alone ghosts, it is difficult to have shikigami. Therefore, psychics have always condemned this kind of behavior.

Conan didn't know why he was suddenly obsessed with this: "Judging from what they said, there were many members of the drama club who went to visit Tsukishima Fuyuko. So many people with different positions and unfamiliar with each other witnessed the same scene. They didn't need to Lie. And the place where she jumped was the hospital where Tsukishima Fuyuko had been staying for a long time. If the body was faked, it would be revealed immediately."

Jiang Xia clicked her tongue: "That's right."

 …but he still felt that there was a ghost on the island.

Thinking about this, Jiang Xia turned around and looked at the ghosts floating next to him. He had already sent ghosts out to look for it before, but unfortunately found nothing.

At this time, the two sides looked at each other. Facing the psychic who wanted to pick up new ghosts, the ghosts all showed helpless and innocent looks.

 Jiangxia: “…”

 …

the other side.

　Inozuka Taro sneaked into the theater in the dark, shook the water off his raincoat, and walked in.

 The theater was completely silent. After someone died here, the students never came in again. Inozuka Taro turned on the flashlight with confidence, first scanned the bodies on the stage, and then started to look up at the ceiling.

"From this angle, I can't see clearly what can be loosened and what cannot be loosened..." Inozuka Taro muttered in his heart. After thinking for a moment, he walked to the prop room next door, intending to study the lift switch. If you still find nothing, get a ladder and climb up to the rafters to take a look.

 Pushing open the door to the props room, the flashlight light swept across the dark room, and the aperture quickly stopped on the cabinet opposite.

Inozuka Taro looked up and saw an old player there. A tape stretched out and fell to the ground. The scene was a little messy.

“Huh?” Taro Inozuka scratched his head. After a moment, he suddenly became alert: He remembered that after the rehearsal on the first day, the group of students packed up the place before leaving. Now it has turned out like this... Could someone else have been here after that?

At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a vague figure behind the table.

Inozuka Taro was startled: "..." Could it be the serial murderer who killed two people in a row?

This thought flashed across his mind, and he was not surprised but happy: kill the murderer and throw his body into the sea, and then kill Jiang Xia immediately, which will create the illusion that the two of them died together. In this way, when the police investigate later, it will not easily affect other people on the island, and they can easily get away with it... Wonderful, wonderful!

Inozuka Taro flexed his fingers, picked up the stick he had taken from the tool room, and walked over with a grin.

At the same time as he was taking steps, a set of footsteps took the opportunity to match his steps, quietly turned out from behind the door, came behind him... and then hit him with a sap.

 Sneak attacks from behind are always hard to guard against. What's more, it was stormy outside the window, and Inozuka Taro's attention was still focused on the "person" behind the table.

The stick was beaten firmly, and the member of the organization, full of talents that he had not had time to display, fell down without saying a word.

 The flashlight fell out, bounced a few times, and hit the edge of the table. The light illuminated the hidden "figure" - it was not a person, just a coat deliberately placed beside the table.

 …

 The night is already dark.

Hashimoto Maya was always uneasy for some reason. He yawned and came to the table, picked up the water and took a sip, while casually looking out.

 Then the water glass fell to the ground.

—The moon was dark and the wind was high, and a black shadow hurried past carrying a tall man on his back. No matter how you look at it, the guy who was carried away looked very much like the caretaker who had been with him day and night for some time.

Although he had vaguely glimpsed this scene when Taro Inozuka was planning to kill Jiang Xia, when he actually saw it, Maya Hashimoto couldn't help but stopped breathing: "..." Has it finally begun?

 …

 Due to the sudden appearance of a hanged body in the morning, the students did not rehearse all day today.

 It is often easier to get tired if you exercise less. Suzuki Sonoko found a deck of playing cards from nowhere and asked them to play cards. I played until late at night and finally felt sleepy. Just as he was getting ready to go to bed, he heard a faint scream of terror coming from a nearby house.

 —It seems to be the voice of Toda Takawako.

  “!” Conan stood up quickly.

Jiang Xia was also inspired like a detective, put down his cards and ran out.

Come to Toda Kiwako's door and knock on the door. After a while, Matsuzaki Masahiko ran over and opened the door.

 Seeing Jiang Xia, he seemed to see a life-saving straw: "Bathroom, bathroom...!"

Jiang Xia originally wanted to wait patiently for him to finish, but remembering the scream just now and looking at Conan who had already rushed over, she decided to go around him.

Stopping at the door of the bathroom, looking inside, he saw Toda Takawako, clad in pajamas, sitting in the corner, trembling and staring at the ceiling.

Seeing Jiang Xia coming over, she didn't care about anything else. She raised her finger and pointed at the corner of the bathroom ceiling, her voice trembling: "There..."

Jiang Xia raised her head following her direction and saw that water was leaking there, and the entire corner of the wall was soaked.

The corresponding position on the ceiling happens to be the bathtub upstairs. It looks like the bath water upstairs is leaking.

This was not a scary thing originally, but...

Jiang Xia thought about the distribution of everyone's rooms: "There seems to be no one living upstairs."

so…

  Could it be that the murderer is hiding upstairs taking a shower?

Masahiko Matsuzaki came over.

 With the detective around, he finally looked a little more calm than before. The male college student forced a smile, trying to lighten the atmosphere and restore his frightened image: "This murderer is quite tidy."

As soon as he finished speaking, something darker came from behind the water stain.

 It was glowing red, extremely conspicuous against the pale ceiling—like a piece of blood diluted by water.

　　　…”

Takawako Toda, who had just calmed down, held her head and suddenly let out a painful scream: "Ah-!!"

 …

 Upstairs.

In desperation, it seemed that there was no time to look for the islanders. Jiang Xia went up the stairs and kicked the door open before Conan could take out the wire to pry it open.

 Conan: “…”

The weak and helpless primary school student silently put away the door-opening tool, followed the door-opening tool and ran into the house, straight to the bathroom.

 At the door, the two of them stopped at the same time.

 The bathroom floor was filled with water, the faucet was running, filling the bathtub.

In a pool of blood, there was a dead person—the fat island watcher floating quietly on the water, like an unlucky specimen. The blood flowing from his body dyed the pool water red. As he floated, the blood continued to overflow from the edge of the bathtub and drip onto the ground.

 (End of this chapter)