Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 187 Game Invitation
system:【……】

You know it will happen next time.

It cannot speak.

If you deny it, you must be deliberately denying it and concealing the truth.If it is true, then it must be a deliberate attempt to conceal the truth.If you don't deny or affirm and say other things, you must be changing the subject out of guilt.

No matter how he responds, the master of language can distort the original meaning without blinking an eye. Not only can he talk nonsense seriously, but he can also play with other people's mentality with complete innocence.

"They haven't found out my true identity yet," Mirai Ichichi continued, "but a smart Mr. or Ms. FBI must have guessed my general personality and have a deep understanding of my strength."

"Next..."

He flipped through the photo album on his phone, briefly browsed through various newspaper photos, and then returned to the text message interface with Inuo FBI. His eyes paused for a few seconds on the members of the pursuit team reported by the other party, and looked at the top on that name, "Judy Stelling."

Another line slid down, "Akai Shuichi."

There are only two choices for the moment, too few to even make a battle royale, and the final partner selected is not a sweet fruit, and it is a bit bland to eat.

Mirai Ichijo sighed calmly, "Let's taste it first."

"Their address is..."

*

FBI investigators always get off work late, at least when Judy gets off work.

Especially after a busy few days trying to calm public opinion.

At one o'clock in the morning, she got out of the car, opened the door tiredly, and walked along the stone path in the yard to the door of the villa. Just as she was about to open the door with the key, her eyes froze.

Buying a villa costs a lot of money. Of course, the villa Judy lives in is not bought, but rented. Before the contract expires, she has relative control over the villa. As long as she does not intend to directly destroy it violently, the landlord will not take care of it. of.

But she didn't change too many layouts. She only made some small changes to make her life more comfortable, such as the kitchen and the carpet in front of the door.

Now, the carpet has done a great job.

There was an unclear footprint printed on the fluffy brown carpet. It looked about size 13, which was an obvious adult male shoe size.

...There is someone in the house.

Judy only fixed her gaze for a moment, and then remembered the sound of the car and footsteps just now.

She lowered her eyes, stood at the door, rummaged through her bag, and rummaged through all the things in her bag. At the same time, she silenced her phone and sent a text message calmly.

After the confirmation message was sent, within a few seconds, Judy stopped rummaging through her bag, as if she had found a key. She pulled out the pistol from the holster tied to her leg with her right hand, and used the key to open the door with her left hand.

There was darkness inside the door.

Judy did not enter immediately. She waited by the door for two seconds before slowly walking in, blocking the pistol with her bag and turning on the light.

The corridor connecting the door and the living room was lit up, and the spacious living room was also illuminated for a while, but no one appeared.

After the light in the living room came on, the most empty place on the first floor lit up. It was empty and there was still no one.

But there is a letter on the table.

Judy took a few steps towards the living room and looked at the rooms on the second and first floors calmly. When she was about to reach the sofa, she paused suddenly as if she had just discovered the letter.

The villa was still quiet, with no one around.

She put on her gloves and reached for the letter.

The letter is very thick and contains stacks of photos.

The protagonists of each photo are corpses, various corpses, some male and female, some older and some younger. They all have their eyes open, either looking to the side, or looking at the camera blankly.

Apart from the fact that they are both corpses, the only thing they have in common is a bullet hole between their eyebrows.There were burn marks around the bullet hole.

This is……

"Serial murder case."

Judy's face turned ugly almost immediately when she saw the first photo, and her brows furrowed.

This is a case that the FBI is currently investigating. So far, a total of seven people have been found dead with gunshot wounds to the forehead. The murderer has not yet been caught.

But there are nine people in the photo.

The thick photos showed the tragic conditions of the nine dead people from all angles, and there was also a card that was about the same size and feel as the photos:
[Dear Miss Judy Stelling, Hello. 】

[Unfortunately, I want to inform you that I want to start a thrilling game with you. Within a month, I will commit another crime three times. Before each crime, I will disclose some relevant information about the target to you. 】

[You can choose to [accept] or [accept gladly]. 】

【:)】

Underneath this card are three cute greeting cards that look like children's doodles.

The first greeting card was white, with a red lip print in the lower right corner: [The first victim got off work at four o'clock every day and had to walk through a long, long alley.

She heard the singing of the fountain, the crying of the theater, and then the sudden silence of a gunshot. 】

The second greeting card was black, with some overlapping rubbing ash on it: [The second victim was exhausted and had to accept one banknote after another.

He heard the ringing of church bells, the ringing of wind chimes, and finally the deafening sound of gunfire. 】

The third greeting card is blue, with two streaks of white on top, like rabbit ears: [Third victim, the third victim is looking at me.

Her face looked ugly, and her heart sank. She had guessed it!
She guessed it, guessed it, guessed it, guessed it]

Countless "guessed" words are densely printed on the lower part of the greeting card. They are crazy and arrogant, almost creepy. At a glance, the black words on the blue background seem to be squirming, leaving a shaking afterimage in human eyes.

Judy: "..."

She frowned, suppressing the goosebumps, horror, and nausea she felt, and touched the phone that was vibrating silently, "Hello?"

Akai Shuichi's voice came from across the phone, "I told you, you have to be careful."

He had already learned about the message from Judy from other FBI agents, but his tone was quite calm, without any worry, "You saw the game challenge."

"Three victims, the last one is myself."

"It's the 'Master's' handiwork."

Shuichi Akai spoke calmly, "When I got home at five o'clock today, I saw a size 13 footprint printed on the carpet at the door."

Same as Judy.

She was a little surprised, "Five o'clock?"

and to get to the point, "Five o'clock?!"

"You get off work at five o'clock?!"

"..." Akai Shuichi said, "I told you, be careful lately, he will come to us."

"So go home on time."

Judy: "Is that why you get off work at five?!"

(End of this chapter)