Kazuma is not surprised that I was recognized—it’s a headshot of Kazuma in a newspaper, and a photo of Kazuma in a news program. The main message of this is traditional media. In the era of communication means, theoretically everyone should recognize Kazuma.

　　 There are few people who can recognize Kazuma in this hot spring street, which means it is very closed, and few people read the news and newspapers.

　　 Kazuma smiled at him: "Hello, I am Kiryuu Kazuma.

　　 He wanted to show off his title, but now he has more interesting questions to ask this.

　　 "Are you the **** master? You are dressed in mountaineering outfits and the basket full of grass behind you. Did you go to the mountain to gather herbs?"

　　 "Oh, as expected to be Mr. Kiryu, I immediately reasoned out!"

　　 Inference your sister, is this still inference?

　　 "I thought that the plasters made by the gods himself picking herbs were just a publicity stunt..." Kazuma was stunned, he really thought so just now.

　　 is like the little pot of tea that I have seen in my previous life, which shows all the nonsense and leeks.

　　 The **** lord waved his hand: "I mainly have nothing to do. The resident population of this hot spring street is very small, and there are often no one visits for several weeks in the off-season.

　　 "I learned how to identify herbs from my father when I was young, and I started working on it."

　　 said that the **** master showed a humble smile: "I didn't expect to come and go, and it would become a famous product. This plaster is actually not that effective at all, but the herbs are mixed with mint and it is very comfortable to stick on it. Everyone thinks it is effective."

　　 Kazuma glanced at the plaster that had been packaged by Bozi, and wondered so this is just a placebo effect...

　　 Without waiting for Kazuma to speak, the God Lord continued to say: "Mr. Kiryu, it's all here, take a sip of tea and go, see you sweaty, letting you go down the mountain like this, but my dereliction of duty."

　　 As soon as the main voice of God fell, Kazuma realized that I was indeed a little thirsty, so I should replenish water in time and try my best—no, it’s to prevent heatstroke.

　　 He nodded and said, "It's okay to rest. My apprentice Yuzao has just climbed the stone steps at the door, so she will follow me down, it's like bullying her."

　　 Tamamoza: "I'm okay, proper exercise can help keep in shape."

　　 Kazuma glanced at her thin waist and said nothing,

　　 God Lord: "Then, please here. Bozi, you can clean up and go."

　　 After saying that the Lord himself first walked to the building connected to the social office, that should be his home.

　　 Kazuma followed Yuzao.

　　 Behind them, Bozi is doing the cleaning up before closing the business, closing the sales window of the social agency, and pulling up the anti-theft fence.

　　**

　　The home of the **** is a very typical Japanese building, most of the internal walls are sliding doors that can be opened.

　　 But compared to the magnificent Japanese-style buildings I have seen before in Kazuma, this house is full of life.

　　 And it can be seen that the **** is a master who doesn't like to clean up the house. He grinds the body of herbs, half-written signs, and unfinished ointment boxes are scattered in the room.

　　 There are also various books everywhere.

　　 Kazuma noticed one thing: most of the books scattered around are detective novels.

　　Especially on the shelf at the door of the toilet, there are a lot of detective novels.

　　 It seems that God Lord is a person who likes to read books to enrich himself when he is squatting.

　　 And according to the previous life experience of Kazuma, such people generally need Ma Yinglong's rescue.

　　The **** master opened the sliding door of the living room and said to Kazuma: "Please inside, I will get you iced barley tea."

　　 Kazuma nodded and asked casually: "Is there actually electricity on this mountain?"

　　 "Of course there is electricity, otherwise, where will the lighting during the festival, use torches? There is a hidden danger of causing forest fires.".

　　 Kazuma teased: "Set fire to the bottom of the prison."

　　 God Lord laughed, opened the door to the kitchen and got in.

　　 Tamamoza has already entered the living room, but Kazuma is not in a hurry to enter. He flips through the book at the toilet door, and then accidentally pulls out a copy of "Modern Criminal Investigation" from a pile of detective novels.

　　 There are bookmarks in this book. Kazuma opened the bookmarked page and found that the inner pages of the book were filled with things like students taking notes in class.

　　 He couldn't help but frown, and carefully put the book back in place.

　　 Then he scanned the books on the shelf again and found another copy of Durkheim's "On Suicide".

At first glance, this book doesn’t fit well with a bunch of detective novels and Modern Criminal Investigation, but “(Kazuma)” has systematically studied modern psychology in elective courses in his previous life, and he knows this “Suicide Theory” It is not simply a study of suicide. The concept of "anomie" it puts forward was also widely used in the field of criminal psychology.

　　, I’m really good, it’s worth installing, after all, there are many books, complete books, and fast updates!

　　 Thinking about this, there is a bit of black humor.

　　 Durkheim divides suicide into several major categories in this book. The last category is "anomie suicide." After a person’s social anomie, there is another ending besides suicide, that is, becoming a criminal.

　　 Kazuma recalled what I had learned in the elective course of psychology in my previous life, and then put the book back on the shelf.

　　 This **** read such a hard-core book when he was in the toilet, and he deserved to have hemorrhoids.

　　 When Kazuma thought so, the **** master came out of the restaurant with the barley tea.

　　 "Don't Kiryu-sensei go in and sit?"

　　 "Now go."

　　 said Kazuma and went into the living room, and then he found that the living room was quite cool.

　　 Natural wind is constantly flowing in from the open sliding door.

　　The wind chimes hanging under the side corridor jingled.

　　 Yuzao sat beside the door that opened to the outside, and the cool breeze drew in the sweaty hair on her forehead.

　　 Kazuma decided to sit down in a convenient place to appreciate Tamamo.

　　 The God Lord placed a large glass in front of him: "Sorry, I haven't visited a guest for a long time. I don't know how long the ceramic tea cup used to serve guests has not been washed, so just use the glass to just take it."

　　 "No problem, the glass represents modern industrial culture. I like it." Kazuma smiled, and then asked unexpectedly, "My Lord God loves reading in the toilet so much, won’t you get hemorrhoids?"

　　 There was a noticeable pause in the hand of the **** master pouring tea, and some of the tea splashed out, and it fell on the arm of Kazuma, cold and icy.

　　 It seems that this person is already suffering from hemorrhoids.

　　 I don’t know if Ma Yinglong can be bought in Japan in this era.

　　 Yuzao looked at Kazuma and frowned slightly.

　　 As expected, even Tamamo could not accept asking this kind of question to a stranger who met for the first time today.

　　 Kazuma didn’t see Tamamo’s expression, and changed the question calmly, as if the sentence just now didn’t exist: "My Lord is a fan of detective novels?"

　　 The God Lord returned to normal at this time. He filled the two guests with barley tea, put the teapot on the table, and sat opposite the guests.

　　 "My surname is Ota, so call me Ota."

　　 "Then Ota-san, you have a lot of detective novels here."

　　 "Ah, yes, I like to read detective novels to pass the time in my free time." Ota smiled.

　　 Kazuma: "What about "Suicide Theory"? That is also killing time?"

　　 Because it is normal for detective novel fans to have a copy of "Modern Criminal Investigation" at home, Kazuma skipped this book and asked about another book.

　　 Ota looked the same as usual: "The average person may think that there is a book of "Suicide" in a bunch of detective novels very out of place, but Kiryu-sensei certainly doesn't think so, right?"

　　 Kazuma: "Why do you say that?"

　　 "Because you are an expert in solving crimes, you must be proficient in criminal investigation and know that this book "Suicide Theory" is closely related to modern criminal psychology."

　　 Kazuma wondered when did I become a crime solver again?

　　 The previous press conferences focused on my bravery, deliberately avoided solving the case, and saved the face of the police.

　　 Too sweet watching the expression in Kazuma, he turned around and pulled out a weekly magazine Fang Chun from the pile of debris.

　　 Kazuma is staggering.

　　 He vaguely guessed what happened.

　　 Opened one of the pages of Ota Light Car Familiar Road, erected the magazine and showed it to Kazuma: "This article describes in detail how you detected a serial refrigerator suicide case."

　　 I didn't read the article in Kazuma, I just looked at who wrote it, and I saw Hanabu Takashi's name impressively.

　　 It seems that after Takashi Hanabo talked about the Kazuma that burned 100 million yen, two weeks later, he wrote an article detailing how he solved the case.

　　 And Takashi Hanaba did not tell Kazuma about it.

　　 So Kazuma now just wants to rush back to Tokyo and blow the head of the news reporter.

　　 "That, Ota-san," Kazuma touched his nose, "Most of the contents of the weekly Fang Chun are things that do not catch the wind."

　　 "But this is written as rigorously as a detective novel." Ota said again, the subtext is "this can still be fake."

　　 Kazuma: "This must have been written like this by Takashi Hanabu deliberately. Listen, it is the detectives of the Metropolitan Police Department's investigation section 1 and investigation section 4 who solved the case."

　　 "But, Mr. Kiryu also aspires to become a criminal policeman, right? Alas, don't you have a small test in these cases?"

　　 No, I tried my best.

　　 But Kazuma smiled and replied, "No. The detectives of the Metropolitan Police Department are very professional, and there is no room for me as a layman to intervene."

　　 "That's it." God Lord Ota showed a clearly disappointed expression.

　　 "Ota-san, you are so disappointed, is there an incident that needs a person who is good at criminal investigation to solve?" Tamamo asked unexpectedly.

　　 "No!" Ota subconsciously denied it, but immediately he hesitated. After a brief period of entanglement, he let out a sigh, "Actually, there is."

Kazuma: "These detective novels in your family look very new, and some of them are obviously mailed for shopping, and the books are stamped with the time stamp when they were sold. I am afraid that you just fell in love with reading detective novels recently, right? "

　　 Ota stared at Kazuma with round eyes.

　　 Although he did not speak, Kazuma seemed to hear him questioning: "Chang Wei, you still say you can't martial arts?"

Regardless of Kazuma, continue to ask: "The book "Suicide Theory" I just read was also stamped with the seal of the town hall library. It should be the book collection over there. Could it be that I came back from the library? ?"

　　 Ota nodded, but immediately reacted and shook his head continuously: "No! I borrowed it, just thinking about paying it again next time I go to town, but I haven't been to town for a few months."

　　 "You can ask Bozi to do it for you, isn't it? She is going to high school in town, right?" Tamamo said.

"Let girls take this kind of book to the library to return it, and weird rumors will soon spread. This kind of mountain has little gossip, and they won't let this wonderful subject matter." When Ota said this. Depressed, Kazuma speculated that he might have been hurt by comments before.

"I don't care about these details," Kazuma waved his hand. "The important thing for us is that you started to read detective novels and study modern times because of the accident encountered by the Meiji University Fantasy Creature Research Association last year. Are criminal investigation and criminal psychology right?"

　　 Ota took a deep breath, and then nodded to Kazuma: "Yes. I suspect that was not an accident."

　　 "What about the reason?"

　　 "When they went up the mountain, it was daytime, and there was no cloud, and the sunlight was very fierce. It would be very difficult for them to run in the mountains on such days as long as they don’t run around."

　　 Kazuma immediately retorted: "Or they just got lost in the mountains, looking for their way at night, and then the tragedy happened when they slipped on their feet."

　　 "The time of death is not right." Ota replied, "Because I am a god, I still have a bit of face with the police in the jurisdiction. I asked, the one who died should have died in the daytime."

　　 Kazuma spread both hands: "Then maybe they just ran in the forest. In detective novels, this may be convicted, but in reality it is not possible. There must be a complete chain of evidence."

In "Conan", Conan always finds one or two pieces of evidence, and announces that he has solved the case loudly. In fact, the method of solving the case does not work in any country. You can use the reason of "not enough evidence" to complete the defense of innocence without a very good lawyer. .

　　 So every case in Conan must be the murderer's confession at the end, because in Japan as long as the murderer pleads guilty, the confession signed by him is the overwhelming evidence in court.

　　Ota only read detective novels and modern criminal investigative science. He probably doesn't know how the Japanese judicial system works, so he looked at Kazuma with a surprised look: "Can't you be convicted if the time is not right?"

　　 "Of course not. If you want to overturn the conclusion of death in an accident, you have to have a complete chain of evidence-of course, you can also find a murderer to make him plead guilty."

　　 Ota lowered his gaze and looked at the desktop: "This won't work... I thought it was definitely Hantian that put pressure on the county police in order to maintain this hot spring tourism development plan."

　　 Kazuma immediately recalled the information he had heard from the hotel’s female general Ms. Kamijima, and asked: "Hanta is that... the undersecretary of the Ministry of Transport?"

　　 Ota looked at Kazuma and nodded vigorously: "Yes, it's him."

　　 On the Japanese side, politicians and officials are separated. The leading politicians are constantly changing, and the iron-clad official system is not moving at all.

　　 Therefore, the real power of the various departments of the Japanese government is in the hands of the secondary officials. The secondary officials are responsible for maintaining the operation of the entire system, providing suggestions to the new politicians, and implementing the new ideas of the new boss.

　　 Of course, after accumulating the actual achievements, the sub-officials can also enter politics. At this time, they will become XX politicians based on their origins, and they will collaborate closely with relevant interest groups.

　　 This Han Tian probably has similar thoughts.

　　As a person from the transportation province, a large part of his basic plan is the tourism promotion associations of various places.

　　 Doing a good job in the hot spring tour in his hometown is not only a reward for the blind date, but also a great benefit to his future.

　　 So it is normal for Ota to suspect that Han Tian is playing a ghost behind his back.

　　 But Kazuma still doesn't understand: "You...just because the death time was in the daytime, you suspected that it was an accident? Right? You first suspected that it was an accident before you went to inquire, didn't you?"

　　 The police will not take the initiative to tell the irrelevant divine master the details of the time of death, this must be the first to suspect him.

　　 Ota pursed his mouth and was silent for a while, as if he was reminiscing.

　　 Finally he said: "I had a good relationship with the dead Watanabe-kun. He was a very cautious, very smart, and somewhat arrogant child. I can hardly imagine that he would stumble and fall down the mountain."

　　 "Everyone can stumble. Even cats, such as sporty hunters, can roll over."

　　 And after the popularity of video sites in the future, the cats that roll over will be turned into video highlights to please the horrible erect apes.

The words of Kazuma did not shake Ota. He continued: "A proud child is easily bullied in school, even in college. In the conversation, I can feel that Watanabe-kun has suffered a certain degree in school. The degree of cold violence.

"Moreover, Watanabe-kun is very talented, even among the group of children who passed the very difficult selection and entered Meiji University, it is also very prominent. In addition, his relationship with Miss Akani is very good, and it is inevitable that there will be some of his classmates. People who are jealous of him."

　　 "However, even if those college students—the senior elder sisters of Meiji University are motivated, we cannot conclude that they are criminals because of their motivation. The evidence is necessary." “(Kazuma)” opened the mouth.

　　 "Yes, I know. So this year I kept going into the mountains to find evidence."

　　 "So, I said that your mountaineering outfit looks very new, not like a person who has been in the mountains for many years to gather medicine."

Ota laughed: “It’s been a publicity standard set by the Tourism Promotion Association for many years to insist on going into the mountains and picking medicines—oh, it’s true to insist on grinding herbs to make plasters. It’s just that I used to plant some herbs in the fields around the shrine. It's over.

　　 "The people in the local agricultural association don't know herbal medicine, plus I don't buy fertilizer or take a loan, so I just ignore me."

　　 Kazuma brought back the topic that seemed to be digressing: "So you have been running into the mountains this year, do you find any evidence?"

　　 "This...but there are some things that I don't know if it counts as evidence. I'll bring it for you."

　　 Ota got up and left the living room, took the small box back after a while, and opened it in front of Kazuma.

　　 There are a lot of dirty garbage in the small box.

　　 "Because I was worried about washing off the fingerprints on it, I took it back without washing it, so I put it away."

　　 "Your fingerprints are not left on it?" Kazuma asked.

　　 "Of course not, I picked it up with gloves. I understand this."

　　 Kazuma nodded, because he didn't pick up the things without gloves, UU reading www. uukānshu.com is then placed in the box for observation.

　　 The most attracted his eyes is a dirty butterfly hair accessory: "This hair accessory..."

"This is Miss Akani's hair accessory. She wore it when she went into the mountain that day, and she disappeared when she came back." Ota said, "Because Miss Akani is a beautiful and lively person, this hair accessory is like a real butterfly when she ran. Fly up and down the same, I remember clearly."

　　 Kazuma nodded, then pointed to the wreckage of a lighter and asked, "What about this one? It looks like an ordinary plastic lighter."

"This is Watanabe-kun’s lighter. At least the color is the same, but I’m not sure if other tourists have come up the mountain with the same color lighter. After all, we sell this type of lighter in convenience stores here, and it’s very cheap. If you lose it, you will never find it hard."

　　 Kazuma nodded slowly while scanning the remaining objects, then pointed to one of the things that looked like some kind of fragment and asked, "What is this again?"

　　God advocates answering the mouth, Tamamo speaks first: "This is a turtle card, used for divination, and there should be a Yayoi period charm on the other side. But this should be a modern product. I don't remember this thing unearthed."

　　 Kazuma pinched Tamamo's thigh under the low table to remind her that she was bald.

　　 How did you know you before unearthed?

　　 Tamamo immediately shut up and observes Ota's expression with Kazuma. However, Ota did not notice the logical problem here, but replied: "Yes, yes, there are patterns on the back. As expected, a student of Dongda University, knows so much."