in the mansion.

Mitsuko Firewood, who was holding a book, was even more at a loss when she heard Tang Ze's words.

This kind of thing is happening, but she doesn't know, the anxiety caused by not being able to control the overall situation spews out, and when it is transformed into actual actions, she has a cold face, and she turns around and wants to leave.

But Tang Ze stepped in front of him, "You said it once, the teacher's right hand accidentally fell while exercising during the day, and was injured trying to stabilize his balance. Hard testimony, right?"

Looking at the other side's shrunken pupils, Tang Ze smiled, picked up the book in the other side's hand and held it in front of him, "It seems that you also realize, yes, this light novel is designed to show the difference from ordinary novels. , specially used the horizontal version.

And the book itself is open to the left, holding the spine with the right hand, and turning the pages with the left hand is the most convenient way, and this naturally does not use the right hand, even if the right hand is injured, it does not matter. "

This made Mitsuko Shibakusa stunned for a moment, then she lowered her head and stared blankly at the book in her hand, "I..."

"You said it before, it's very hard for Murakami-sensei to turn over a book with her right hand!" Tang Ze interrupted what she was about to say unceremoniously, leaning forward to examine the other party condescendingly, "This book is completely useless. Right hand, there is only one answer I can think of!

That is, before you left, you didn't see Murakami-sensei reading this book at all!

Just because you didn't really see Murakami-sensei reading, so the testimonials will be wrong as a matter of course!

Then what scene did you see? "

Seeing Mitsuko Chaikasa whose expression became unnatural, Tang Ze took another step without waiting for the other person's answer, causing Mitsuko Chaikasa to step back again unconsciously, and the answer she didn't want to hear the next moment slowly came out of Tang Ze's mouth.

"What you see is not Murakami-sensei reading in the study, but sleeping!"

"Wait!" Shiba Mitsuko spread her fingers and stroked her hair, calming herself down again, "Do you want to say that I killed Murakami-sensei?

Don't forget, Murakami-sensei took sleeping pills by himself, so it has nothing to do with it! "

"Yes!" Tang Ze nodded in agreement as a matter of course, "Mr. Murakami ate the sleeping pills himself, there is nothing controversial about this."

"Isn't that Murakami-sensei died because of an accident?" Shiba Mitsuko asked back, "Why do you say that I killed Murakami-sensei!?"

"Your lie shows that you know that after Mr. Murakami took the sleeping pills, he fell asleep because the effects of the drugs began to take effect."

Tang Ze stretched out his index finger and approached Mitsuko Shiba: "I have rehearsed countless tricks in my mind, but from your only lie, I saw the answer that leads to the truth.

This is not a so-called suicide or accidental death, nor is it homicide. "

"What the **** is that!" Miyamoto Yumi couldn't help but asked first.

"Indirectly intentional!"

Hearing this word, the criminals at the scene showed signs of understanding, but Mitsuko Shiba was slightly confused: "Indirect intentional, what do you mean?"

Everyone must have heard of intentional murder.

The gangster shoots the enemy in the head with a pistol, or kills them with poison. These homicides are all so-called intentional homicides.

While hunting in the hunting ground with a shotgun, when you were shooting the prey, a hunter suddenly chased the prey and hit your muzzle, and you shot the opposite side in the head.

This is called manslaughter.

This is a very good distinction, it is to see whether the murderer killed intentionally or caused the other party to die by accident.

As for the indirect intention, it is probably between intentional homicide and manslaughter, and it is probably the intersection of the two circles.

For example, a husband who has a heart attack suddenly fell ill and fell to the ground in pain trying to find it.

At this time, the wife who walked out of the bedroom discovered the situation, but instead of rushing to get medicine for her husband, she quietly closed the bedroom and let her husband die of a heart attack.

Although he didn't directly kill, but if he doesn't care, he will surely die. At this time, if you choose to die, then this is indirect intention.

In other words, although you didn't actively pursue murder, you didn't effectively prevent it, and you just watched the act of letting things happen.

Don't think that you won't encounter similar things in daily life. For example, the behavior of throwing things from high altitudes often happens around us.

You know that throwing something from a high-rise building may cause casualties, but you throw it anyway, that is indirect intention.

In Neon's law, indirect intentional and intentional homicide are considered the same crime.

"No!! Sensei Murakami fell asleep after I left!!" Mitsuko Shibusa shook her head sharply.

"Then how do you explain the lie that you lied and saw Murakami-sensei reading with his right hand?" Tang Ze's words left Mitsuko Shibakusa speechless for a while, and finally she could only answer with silence.

Shiba Mitsuko wanted to be a writer, so she became a disciple of Murakami-sensei whom she admired.

However, at her age, she still failed to make her debut, and finally had to write instead of Murakami-sensei as a gunman.

That night, Shibakusa Mitsuko continued to write.

"The Reasoning of Love is really well written!" Takaki Murakami, dressed in a nightgown and carrying a glass of water, came to Mitsuko Chaika and praised him: "My name is very popular recently!"

"You've passed the prize..." Mitsuko Shiba smiled reluctantly~lightnovelpub.net~ Mitsuko, it's great to meet you, I'm going to trouble you before I die, if I get the prize, I will pay less. It doesn't matter. Murakami Takaki smiled, "I just took the medicine. If I fall asleep in the study, please wake me up and go to the bedroom." "

"I see..." Mitsuko Shibakusa nodded as she endured the tingling in her heart.

"Then think about the ending." Takaki Murakami yawned and walked into the study.

However, Murakami's sincere words did not make Mitsuko Shibakuta have loyal thoughts.

On the contrary, the idea of ​​her wanting to debut and publish works under her own name began to grow stronger in her mind.

But until this time, the depression in her heart was just depression, and the idea of ​​debuting was just an increasingly strong idea, but she didn't have any plans to do it or not, and how to do it.

Because today was the finale of the work, she soon abandoned her distracting thoughts and began to concentrate on her work.

When the finale of the work was all written, she suddenly raised her head to look at the watch hanging on the wall, only to realize that it was 10 o'clock.

At this time, she suddenly remembered what Murakami-sensei had explained before, and hurriedly came to the study and opened the door.

Then…

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