Reasoning Notes
Chapter 115 Reasoning Notes 3: Death Note Reappearance
Chapter 115 Reasoning Notes 3: Death Note Reappearance (26)
"You must know that the dead will not be resurrected," Edison narrowed his deep eyes, "Ruke, the god of death, misled us from the beginning, making us believe that Zhang Weikang is the second Kira. This cunning guy!"
"But, in this case..." Mikaka said angrily, "Isn't this a foul? We always thought that Kira in this level was Zhang Weikang, how unfair it is!"
"No," Edison said in a melodious voice, "From the beginning to the end, Death Ryuk did not say that Kira was Zhang Weikang."
"But, how did you find out that the second Kira was someone else?"
"It's very simple. When Kong Zixin died, I found the shadow of the second Kira."
"How to say?" This time, it was Meng Jin who rushed to ask.
"Because Kong Zixin died according to the time and method of death written by Zhang Weikang in the notes, but at that time Zhang Weikang could not have committed the crime at all, so, that is to say, someone secretly did all of this."
"But how does that person know what Zhang Weikang wrote in his notes?"
"Maybe he installed a pinhole camera or something in Zhang Weikang's room, or maybe Death Ryuk told him. In short, this is not difficult for the second Kira. No, it should be said that all of this is in the death of Ryuk It was within Ke's plan. The second Kira killed Li Li and Kong Zixin behind his back, but the police's attention fell on Zhang Weikang. Then, he used the so-called 13-day rule to pretend to be the revived Kong Zixin and killed Zhang Weikang. "
After listening to Edison's analysis, Mikaka asked very anxiously: "If this is the case, who is the second Kira? Could it be that strange woman? Oops, she has already escaped!"
"No," Edison said gravely, "she should still be here."
The second Kira was in the room staring quietly at a picture of a little boy on the cabinet.
She said in her heart, Mom finally avenged you!
Her heart seemed to be bound together by sadness, and the wounds that had been there were cracked open one by one in her dream.
She thought again of that nightmarish night.
It was a beautiful midsummer night.Above the mountains is the dark blue night sky, the moonlight fades into watercolor, flowing faintly like a river of time.On both sides of the silent mountain road, insects chirped in the grass, the stream played softly the summer concerto, and the fireflies carried small lanterns, looking for their way home.
A mother and son, walking hand in hand on the way home.In the moonlight, their shadows cuddled together.
The son is only four years old and has chubby hands and feet.He sang nursery rhymes happily while holding his mother's hand: "Look, mom, fireflies, look good!"
"En." The mother looked at her baby lovingly, with warm happiness flowing in her heart.
Suddenly, the son raised his head, opened his big clear eyes and asked, "Mom, look, with so many fireflies, can Dad find his way home?"
The mother froze for a moment, and the faint sadness suddenly flowed out like a trickling spring, her body seemed to be drying up.She told her son the story of fireflies.She said that the little lanterns carried by the fireflies will lead the lost father home.
However, his father will never come back, he has been dead for a long time.The son doesn't know, and now only their mother and son are left to depend on each other.He is her only concern.
"Son." She squatted down, hugging him affectionately and helplessly.
"Mom..." The child's warm murmur was suddenly destroyed by the sharp sound of the car.A glare of light from a car swayed over in a mess, and my mother looked up, and was shocked to see a Ferrari sports car swaying and speeding on the mountain road, as if drunk, the tires rubbed against the ground and made a creepy sound. All of a sudden from the mountainside rushed to the front.
The mother's eyes were wide open in horror, and she stood there with the child in her arms, at a loss.She hoped that the expensive sports car would stop in time, but she saw a man and woman sitting in the car shouting and laughing drunk.She will never forget those two faces in her life.They fell into a slumbering laugh until the young man in the driver's seat saw her too.
He screamed and stepped on the brakes in a panic, but it was too late.
"Mom!" was the last call she heard from her son.This call sounded so far away, and then, it was torn into pieces by various sharp sounds.
Flying, twirling, August meteors streaking across the night, the world is coming to an end.
Mother fell heavily into the wet paddy field beside the road, and her eyes were stained red with blood.She was still conscious, but her shoulders and arms were in severe pain, her whole body could not move at all, and the blood in her body escaped into the air.
Where is my child?This is the only motivation to support her thinking!
She desperately opened her eyes, and was delighted to see that on the road not far away, her baby was still alive, and he even stretched out his hand towards her.
"Mom, save me!" He opened his mouth, as if to say so.
At this time, the man and woman got off the Ferrari sports car parked in the middle of the road.They were much more awake, their faces pale from the violent impact.The young man walked over cautiously to check on the woman's situation with the beautiful woman in fear.
The mother wanted to ask them for help, but she couldn't move at all, and it was very difficult to even blink.
"She's dead," said the young man with a sigh of relief.
My mother remembered that voice all her life.
They went back to check the condition of the child lying on the ground. The beauty exclaimed as if seeing an unknown creature: "Oh, this child is still alive!"
"What a nuisance!" said the young man in disgust.
The beauty also said: "I interviewed a traffic accident in which a child was maimed and the driver lost a lot of money..."
After these words, there was a moment of silence. The young man and the beautiful woman looked at each other and smiled mysteriously knowingly.Then, they got back in the car.
The Ferrari sports car is back in motion.However, instead of driving away, it reversed, and the heavy wheels slowly leaned towards the little boy lying on the road.Time froze, and the moon looked down on all this coldly in the night sky...
Edison stretched out a finger, like a teacher asking the first question: "Kong Zixin's fingerprints were found in the room where the deceased stayed and on the murder knife he held. How did the murderer do all this? "
Meng Jin nodded, crossing his hands in front of his chest: "The murderer must have stained Kong Zixin's fingerprints on the murder knife in advance, it doesn't seem difficult to do it!"
Mikaka also came up with his inference: "It is also possible if the murderer moved the body here after the murder and intentionally left fingerprints everywhere."
"No," Edison denied, "you are all wrong, the murderer could not have done what you say."
"Why?" Mi Kaka and Meng Jin asked at the same time.
Edison, however, played tricks. He stretched out his second finger: "The point is, how did the murderer enter the seventh room without leaving a trace."
Entered from outside the hotel?This seemed impossible. After all, Zhang Weikang had boarded up the windows of the room in advance, and he had no reason to open them.
"The only way to get in is through the corridor." Mikaka said in a low voice, with frustration in her voice.Because in this way, the murderer committed the crime under their noses.
This is simply a ruse that directly insults their intelligence.
"But, I can't figure out how the murderer got in." Mikaka said while standing in the corridor.He looked up at the porch lights on the wall, which gave off a light that was not so bright during the day: "If someone walks through the corridor, it will definitely leave a shadow on the screen door!"
"Then try again." Edison said.He brought a red apple and put it on the table in the sixth room: "If you can get this apple without anyone noticing it, the experiment will be considered a success."
Edison told Xia Jiabao and Meng Jin to go to the rooms on both sides, while he went into the middle room and closed the door behind him.And Mi Kaka was in charge of walking through the corridor without showing any trace, but he was discovered just as he walked to Meng Jin's room.
"I caught it!" Meng Jin opened the door and said, "I saw your shadow."
Edison and Xia Jiabao also came out from the next room.
Mikaka spread his hands, expressing failure.He tried to walk close to the wall, but was still spotted.Because the porch light is embedded in the wall, the wall is divided into two layers, and the outer layer is made of transparent materials. No matter how people stick to the wall, they will be within the range of light.
"It's impossible!" Mikaka said with certainty, "Unless that person is a transparent person, how can he get by?"
"Maybe, it crawled over the ground?" Xia Jiabao said.
As a result, they failed again.Although the shadow left by crawling across the ground on the screen door was blurry, it was still visible.This kind of clumsy trick can't fool the sharp-sighted Mijie at all. Presumably this police detective has also thought about various possibilities.
"How about climbing through the ceiling?"
"He's not Spider-Man..."
"How did the murderer get there?"
"Could it be... I heard that ghosts have no shadows, and a living dead like Kong Zixin might..."
While the others were chattering, Edison quietly observed the corridor.Suddenly, he said: "This time, let me try."
This time, I waited a long time.Ten minutes passed, and Edison's voice finally sounded in the corridor: "Come out."
Everyone walked out of the room hearing the sound, and saw Edison standing at the entrance of the corridor, holding a red apple in his hand, throwing it up, falling down, throwing it up, falling down...his smile was bright and confident.Then, he grabbed the red apple, and the shadows in his eyes were swept away by the light in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)
"You must know that the dead will not be resurrected," Edison narrowed his deep eyes, "Ruke, the god of death, misled us from the beginning, making us believe that Zhang Weikang is the second Kira. This cunning guy!"
"But, in this case..." Mikaka said angrily, "Isn't this a foul? We always thought that Kira in this level was Zhang Weikang, how unfair it is!"
"No," Edison said in a melodious voice, "From the beginning to the end, Death Ryuk did not say that Kira was Zhang Weikang."
"But, how did you find out that the second Kira was someone else?"
"It's very simple. When Kong Zixin died, I found the shadow of the second Kira."
"How to say?" This time, it was Meng Jin who rushed to ask.
"Because Kong Zixin died according to the time and method of death written by Zhang Weikang in the notes, but at that time Zhang Weikang could not have committed the crime at all, so, that is to say, someone secretly did all of this."
"But how does that person know what Zhang Weikang wrote in his notes?"
"Maybe he installed a pinhole camera or something in Zhang Weikang's room, or maybe Death Ryuk told him. In short, this is not difficult for the second Kira. No, it should be said that all of this is in the death of Ryuk It was within Ke's plan. The second Kira killed Li Li and Kong Zixin behind his back, but the police's attention fell on Zhang Weikang. Then, he used the so-called 13-day rule to pretend to be the revived Kong Zixin and killed Zhang Weikang. "
After listening to Edison's analysis, Mikaka asked very anxiously: "If this is the case, who is the second Kira? Could it be that strange woman? Oops, she has already escaped!"
"No," Edison said gravely, "she should still be here."
The second Kira was in the room staring quietly at a picture of a little boy on the cabinet.
She said in her heart, Mom finally avenged you!
Her heart seemed to be bound together by sadness, and the wounds that had been there were cracked open one by one in her dream.
She thought again of that nightmarish night.
It was a beautiful midsummer night.Above the mountains is the dark blue night sky, the moonlight fades into watercolor, flowing faintly like a river of time.On both sides of the silent mountain road, insects chirped in the grass, the stream played softly the summer concerto, and the fireflies carried small lanterns, looking for their way home.
A mother and son, walking hand in hand on the way home.In the moonlight, their shadows cuddled together.
The son is only four years old and has chubby hands and feet.He sang nursery rhymes happily while holding his mother's hand: "Look, mom, fireflies, look good!"
"En." The mother looked at her baby lovingly, with warm happiness flowing in her heart.
Suddenly, the son raised his head, opened his big clear eyes and asked, "Mom, look, with so many fireflies, can Dad find his way home?"
The mother froze for a moment, and the faint sadness suddenly flowed out like a trickling spring, her body seemed to be drying up.She told her son the story of fireflies.She said that the little lanterns carried by the fireflies will lead the lost father home.
However, his father will never come back, he has been dead for a long time.The son doesn't know, and now only their mother and son are left to depend on each other.He is her only concern.
"Son." She squatted down, hugging him affectionately and helplessly.
"Mom..." The child's warm murmur was suddenly destroyed by the sharp sound of the car.A glare of light from a car swayed over in a mess, and my mother looked up, and was shocked to see a Ferrari sports car swaying and speeding on the mountain road, as if drunk, the tires rubbed against the ground and made a creepy sound. All of a sudden from the mountainside rushed to the front.
The mother's eyes were wide open in horror, and she stood there with the child in her arms, at a loss.She hoped that the expensive sports car would stop in time, but she saw a man and woman sitting in the car shouting and laughing drunk.She will never forget those two faces in her life.They fell into a slumbering laugh until the young man in the driver's seat saw her too.
He screamed and stepped on the brakes in a panic, but it was too late.
"Mom!" was the last call she heard from her son.This call sounded so far away, and then, it was torn into pieces by various sharp sounds.
Flying, twirling, August meteors streaking across the night, the world is coming to an end.
Mother fell heavily into the wet paddy field beside the road, and her eyes were stained red with blood.She was still conscious, but her shoulders and arms were in severe pain, her whole body could not move at all, and the blood in her body escaped into the air.
Where is my child?This is the only motivation to support her thinking!
She desperately opened her eyes, and was delighted to see that on the road not far away, her baby was still alive, and he even stretched out his hand towards her.
"Mom, save me!" He opened his mouth, as if to say so.
At this time, the man and woman got off the Ferrari sports car parked in the middle of the road.They were much more awake, their faces pale from the violent impact.The young man walked over cautiously to check on the woman's situation with the beautiful woman in fear.
The mother wanted to ask them for help, but she couldn't move at all, and it was very difficult to even blink.
"She's dead," said the young man with a sigh of relief.
My mother remembered that voice all her life.
They went back to check the condition of the child lying on the ground. The beauty exclaimed as if seeing an unknown creature: "Oh, this child is still alive!"
"What a nuisance!" said the young man in disgust.
The beauty also said: "I interviewed a traffic accident in which a child was maimed and the driver lost a lot of money..."
After these words, there was a moment of silence. The young man and the beautiful woman looked at each other and smiled mysteriously knowingly.Then, they got back in the car.
The Ferrari sports car is back in motion.However, instead of driving away, it reversed, and the heavy wheels slowly leaned towards the little boy lying on the road.Time froze, and the moon looked down on all this coldly in the night sky...
Edison stretched out a finger, like a teacher asking the first question: "Kong Zixin's fingerprints were found in the room where the deceased stayed and on the murder knife he held. How did the murderer do all this? "
Meng Jin nodded, crossing his hands in front of his chest: "The murderer must have stained Kong Zixin's fingerprints on the murder knife in advance, it doesn't seem difficult to do it!"
Mikaka also came up with his inference: "It is also possible if the murderer moved the body here after the murder and intentionally left fingerprints everywhere."
"No," Edison denied, "you are all wrong, the murderer could not have done what you say."
"Why?" Mi Kaka and Meng Jin asked at the same time.
Edison, however, played tricks. He stretched out his second finger: "The point is, how did the murderer enter the seventh room without leaving a trace."
Entered from outside the hotel?This seemed impossible. After all, Zhang Weikang had boarded up the windows of the room in advance, and he had no reason to open them.
"The only way to get in is through the corridor." Mikaka said in a low voice, with frustration in her voice.Because in this way, the murderer committed the crime under their noses.
This is simply a ruse that directly insults their intelligence.
"But, I can't figure out how the murderer got in." Mikaka said while standing in the corridor.He looked up at the porch lights on the wall, which gave off a light that was not so bright during the day: "If someone walks through the corridor, it will definitely leave a shadow on the screen door!"
"Then try again." Edison said.He brought a red apple and put it on the table in the sixth room: "If you can get this apple without anyone noticing it, the experiment will be considered a success."
Edison told Xia Jiabao and Meng Jin to go to the rooms on both sides, while he went into the middle room and closed the door behind him.And Mi Kaka was in charge of walking through the corridor without showing any trace, but he was discovered just as he walked to Meng Jin's room.
"I caught it!" Meng Jin opened the door and said, "I saw your shadow."
Edison and Xia Jiabao also came out from the next room.
Mikaka spread his hands, expressing failure.He tried to walk close to the wall, but was still spotted.Because the porch light is embedded in the wall, the wall is divided into two layers, and the outer layer is made of transparent materials. No matter how people stick to the wall, they will be within the range of light.
"It's impossible!" Mikaka said with certainty, "Unless that person is a transparent person, how can he get by?"
"Maybe, it crawled over the ground?" Xia Jiabao said.
As a result, they failed again.Although the shadow left by crawling across the ground on the screen door was blurry, it was still visible.This kind of clumsy trick can't fool the sharp-sighted Mijie at all. Presumably this police detective has also thought about various possibilities.
"How about climbing through the ceiling?"
"He's not Spider-Man..."
"How did the murderer get there?"
"Could it be... I heard that ghosts have no shadows, and a living dead like Kong Zixin might..."
While the others were chattering, Edison quietly observed the corridor.Suddenly, he said: "This time, let me try."
This time, I waited a long time.Ten minutes passed, and Edison's voice finally sounded in the corridor: "Come out."
Everyone walked out of the room hearing the sound, and saw Edison standing at the entrance of the corridor, holding a red apple in his hand, throwing it up, falling down, throwing it up, falling down...his smile was bright and confident.Then, he grabbed the red apple, and the shadows in his eyes were swept away by the light in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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