I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 1202 The Tragic Murderer

Seeing Guangyou fooling him with an explanation, Conan opened his mouth slightly, with a surprised expression on his face.

He didn't expect Guangyou to explain it like that.

Moreover, Xiaolan and Yuanzi had no doubts.

The most important thing is that after listening to it, he also felt that it made a little sense.

But what he was sure of was that Guangyou didn't think that much at all.

Just trying to play a prank, that's all.

Then use self-explosion and half-true, half-fabricated methods to cleanse yourself.

After a set of operations, Conan just wanted to say:
"Why is Guangyou so boring?"

"Have you used all your brains on this?"

Tucao belonged to Tucao, and he had to admit that pranks did work.

Now Xiaolan and Yuanzi really don't look as scared as before.

With the foreshadowing of the prank just now, Conan reassuredly told the two of another thing:

"In order to scare everyone, that person even wrote a note with a black brush."

"The content above is."

"I haven't taken revenge yet!"

Although my heart is biased towards someone playing tricks.

But after hearing this, Xiaolan and Yuanzi still felt a sudden coolness behind them.

They had seen the paper blown by the wind earlier.

Proof that the paper is dry and not wet from rain.

But there was obviously no one before, and there was nothing covering the desk.

According to normal logic, this is absolutely impossible.

"Then why isn't the paper wet?" Xiaolan asked a little puzzled.

"If it wasn't for the ghost lying on the table, blocking the rain with its body, and then writing that sentence, what would it be for?"

Yuanzi, whose thinking is limited, can only think of this "reasonable" explanation for the time being.

"Well, it hasn't been investigated yet."

Before they could finish speaking, everyone heard a scream coming from the room behind them.

Thinking that something had happened, Shinde Tomoaki quickly opened the door to check the situation.

And Conan also leaned forward.

But when he opened the door, he saw nothing.

I saw the man with glasses sitting in front of the easel with a panicked look on his face.

The trembling hand didn't hold the paintbrush, and it fell to the ground with a "click".

The man with glasses looked at his hands, his voice trembling:

"It seems that Hosaka Hideaki really did not die with peace."

As he spoke, his emotions became more and more agitated.

The man with glasses covered his head and said excitedly:

"It seems that the supernatural events in the school were really done by Hideaki Hosaka's ghost!"

Seeing the frightened look of the man with glasses, Guangyou pursed his lips, wanting to complain.

But in this case, he just complained in his heart:

"That's fine with girls, what's wrong with this guy."

"Is it really a ghost?"

"The high school students here still believe this?"

There are many supernatural stories in Japan, as well as urban legends and so on.

He understands that girls are afraid of these things.

And from a boy's point of view, it's not a bad thing for girls to be afraid of this kind of thing.

but boys?
It's not discrimination or contempt.

It's nothing to be afraid of, but you must know that the existence of "ghosts" has not been confirmed yet.

And the man with glasses believed in the existence of "ghosts".

This reaction was either too timid, or it was related to Hosaka Hideaki's death.

If so, that still explains it.

Most people kill other people either on purpose or not.

There is a good chance of having nightmares.

Thinking of the other party's wronged soul looking for revenge.

Seeing that the man with glasses was unusual, Conan stepped forward and asked:

"Excuse me, do you also know this student named Hideaki Hosaka?"

Frightened, the man with glasses didn't hide anything, he nodded his head a few times before saying:

"Well, he's a member of the art department like me."

"And the two of us are from the same group."

Hearing what he said, everyone had a guess in their hearts.

To be sure, Yuanzi and Xiaolan asked one after another:

"Were you there at the time?"

There is no response.

After the two asked this question, the man with glasses lowered his head and remained silent.

The reaction of the man with glasses made Shinide Tomoaki observe carefully.

He suddenly remembered that he had seen this boy at the scene of the accident two years ago.

After reacting, the man with glasses began to issue orders for several people to evict:
"Please all get out."

"In order to catch up with this art exhibition, the teacher specially arranged for me to stay alone in this art classroom and draw."

"So, get out!"

"I don't want to waste any more time!"

Seeing that the man with glasses seemed very angry, everyone left the room.

She also closed the door very intimately for him.

The man with glasses was the only one left in the art classroom.

He did not pick up the brush to continue the unfinished painting.

Instead, just like before, sitting in front of the easel with his head covered.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if caught in the memory he didn't want to recall.

I had planned to end today's investigation.

But when this happened temporarily, Xiaolan wanted to talk to Sumi Tsukamoto first.

"Conan, there's something here." Guangyou pulled Conan down and pointed to the ground near the stairs.

"Why is it blinking?"

With such doubts in mind, Conan knelt down and tapped the floor with his nails.

After observation, Guangyou has come to a conclusion:

"It's wax."

Noticing the actions of the two, Xiaolan asked:

"What happened to you two?"

"Did you find anything?"

"It's nothing."

Guangyou didn't say anything about the wax.

He simply said:

"It's just that it's more certain that these supernatural events are caused by someone playing tricks."

After he finished speaking, Conan asked Sonoko again:

"Sister Yuanzi, did you just say that the ground is full of water?"

"Yes." Sonoko nodded, "It is said that Hideaki Hosaka cursed the tears."

"Really?" Guangyou complained secretly in his heart.

What "tears of the curse", Conan is not interested.

He is more concerned about another question:
"Sister Yuanzi, do you know who was the first to discover it?"

It's okay to ask about the content of supernatural events.

As for who discovered it, even Yuanzi couldn't answer.

Xiaolan, who has a little impression, can only answer roughly:

"It seems to be discovered by a student from the art department who came to the art classroom early in the morning."

"I see."

In response, Conan stared at the wax on the ground thoughtfully.

"Let's go." Guangyou took out his mobile phone and took a more obvious photo of the waxy place, and called Conan to follow the people in front.

They planned to tell Sumi Tsukamoto about the desk.

When I came to the library, Sumi Tsukamoto was reading a book very seriously.

After talking about the desk with Sumi Tsukamoto, she slapped the book on the desk and asked with a serious expression:

"Is what you said true?"

"It's true that Hideaki Hosaka's desk was moved to the open space by someone?"

At this time, Tsukamoto Sumi was only a little angry.

But when she knew about the note, she slapped the table and stood up with anger in her tone:

"That's enough!"

"Even if it's a prank, there must be a limit!"

"If I know who did it, I'll have to bring him here."

"When the time comes, Xiaolan and I will teach him a lesson together!"

Using the name of a dead classmate as a prank is simply disrespectful to the late Hideaki Hosaka.

"No problem." Xiaolan agreed first, then spread her hands, and said helplessly, "However, it shouldn't be my turn to do it."

She looked at Tsukamoto Sumi who was already moving her hands, and said:
"Senior Shumei just randomly kicks a roundabout kick, and he might just..."

She competed with Sumi Tsukamoto.

Can't beat it at all.

And she could see Sumi Tsukamoto released the water.

With a powerful roundabout kick, she can knock a person unconscious.

If Sumi Tsukamoto gave a roundabout kick with force, the opponent would probably.
I dare not think about that scene.

　Same.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)