Chapter 201 The Broken Halo. Please vote for me ()

ˆThe murderer hidden in the crowd: “…”

 Jiangxia: “…”

Beside him, Takehiko Caicheng's face changed suddenly when he heard the name "Yongfu Caicheng".

Mariko Tsutomoto looked at Takehiko Caicheng's expression and felt that she had guessed it right.

She continued proudly: "You hated my dad for taking away your dad's company, so you waited for an opportunity to kill him, and then you wanted to disguise the scene as a suicide, so you hurriedly wiped the blood on the door. In the panic, your handkerchief accidentally It was cut by the knife and a small piece fell off, and then you returned to the restaurant and threw the **** handkerchief at Jiang Xia's feet, trying to put the blame on him!"

As she spoke, she had already walked to Jiang Xia's side.

Mariko Tsutomoto took the **** handkerchief out of Jiang Xia's hand and threw it onto Hattori Heiji's leg next to her.

Then she handed Jiang Xia a wet wipe and comforted him: "Don't worry, Caicheng Takehiko has already half-stepped into the door of my house. We will deal with him and will never let this scum frame you!"

Jiang Xia silently stared at the falling **** handkerchief: "..."

 …From the female robber I met last time to the current Mariko Tsutomoto, I always felt something was strange.

If I have to say it, in fact, in the past few days, his wives who came to the office looking for cats and dogs were not very right, and they were too enthusiastic.

 …Which part is the problem?

 …

Just as he was thinking about it, Qiujiang Qiujiang, who was next to him, also followed Gong Huo. She looked at Takehiko Caicheng faintly: "I thought you were a man with integrity, but I didn't expect you to be such a scumbag who didn't dare to admit that he killed someone and wanted to blame innocent students."

"I didn't kill anyone!" Takehiko Caicheng stood up excitedly. He looked at Natsue Tsutomoto, "I really didn't, you believe me!"

Xia Jiang looked at Jiang Xia and then at her fiancé. If she were asked who of the two was more like the murderer, to be fair...

珏本Xiajiang burst into tears, wiped his tears and ran away.

 Although she didn't say anything, the sad look in her eyes before leaving said everything.

Takehiko Caicheng let out a roar of grief and anger: "It's really not me who did it—!"

 However, the protest was ineffective.

"catch him!"

A group of people from the Yumoto family fearfully controlled this "murderer", locked Takehiko Caicheng into the warehouse, and bolted the door from the outside.

Jiang Xia silently watched Takehiko Caicheng being dragged away.

 Then he proposed again: "Then I also..."

"Stop talking." Yuemoto Qiujiang held his hand and patted his shoulder with the other hand, "We believe you, you don't look like a bad person!"

Hattori Heiji was still rational: "When I was on the deck, I didn't keep an eye on Jiang Xia, so I couldn't provide him with an alibi, but he did not have a motive for the murder. On the contrary, the murderer threw the handkerchief to Jiang Xia, and his motive was very clear - He may think that in this way, no one will believe Jiang Xia's reasoning, and he can hide himself."

 Mao Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko and Toyama Kazuye nodded vigorously.

 Jiangxia: “…”

 Hidden murderer: “…”

 …No, the direction of this script is very wrong!

Although the onlookers are very enthusiastic, Jiang Xia really has no motivation to solve the case now. He sighed: "Anyway, I do have suspicions, so let's go through the process - I also have something to think about, so I'm going back to the room first."

 Then before anyone else could react, he stepped into the corridor, walked back to the room three times as fast, and locked himself in the room.

 …

After locking the door, Jiang Xia looked at herself up and down, lost in thought.

 The overly friendly attitude of the female robber and the aunts seemed to be affected by his aura.

 Compared with before, Jiang Xia always felt that his aura had become stronger recently, and it was becoming more and more outrageous.

  …” Although I don’t know the reason, I can’t go on like this.

If it develops to the end and the prisoner is afraid of leaving a psychological shadow on him and commits the crime when he is not around, it will be troublesome.

Have to find a way to control it.

 …

"If you want to solve the problem, you must first find the cause, which is the difference between the recent and the past..." Jiang Xia thought secretly, "There is no problem internally in the body, and the state of the soul is also very stable. It should be other reasons."

 He carefully recalled the time when other people's attitudes changed, and suddenly an idea flashed through him.

 After a moment, Jiang Xia lowered his head silently, and his eyes fell on the pair of "parent ghosts" with a low sense of presence.

 …In terms of “differences”, this new ghost fetus is obviously the biggest change.

Because of its special shape, the parent ghost moves very slowly. When other ghosts are snooping around, it usually stays next to Jiang Xia.

At this time, the parent ghosts were clinging to Jiang Xia's legs just like they had hugged Hinata Xing's legs before.

 Aware of Jiang Xia's gaze, the two ghosts raised their heads and looked at him kindly.

Jiang Xia was silent for a moment, picked up the pair of ghosts, and looked at them carefully.

The ghosts were stunned for a moment because of the sudden floating, but they quickly recovered and patted Jiang Xia's wrist in a friendly manner, reminding him to handle it with care.

 …

Jiang Xia was staring at the ghost and thinking. At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

He was startled, put down what he was doing for a moment, walked over and opened the door.

 Outside the door were three female classmates—Toyama Kazuye, Mao Lilan, and Suzuki Sonoko.

Three people stuffed him with a pile of food: "You haven't had dinner yet. The restaurant is in a mess now, so we'll get you some from the kitchen first. Remember to eat on time."

They left a few words of advice and went back to the kitchen to heat food for others.

Jiang Xia closed the door, put the dinner plate on the table, and picked up his ghost again.

 Having watched it for less than half a minute, the door rang again.

 (End of this chapter)