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Downstairs.

When the three of Natsuki came down from the stairwell?

The living room was already full of people.

Sonoko, Sonoko's sister.

There are also college classmates of one woman, two men and three Yuanzi's sisters.

It was supposed to be two women and three men.

One of the male classmates was already lying on the ground with a big tie-up.

And another.

It's just around the corner just outside this villa.

See the people in the living room.

Gin Jiu showed an unsurprising expression.

The meeting is fake.

Verify that the right body is true.

These people will still be suspicious of Natsuki's words, so they need Natsuki to show up and say.

After all, the deceased were their classmates.

Those tied to the ground are also their classmates.

And gin and vodka are unknown people who appear in this deep mountain for no reason.

Even if there is a Xia Mu endorsement, it is indicated that it is the murderer lying on the ground.

Those present will also be suspicious.

"Natsuki-kun, long admired daimyo, I didn't expect that today we would meet like this."

Seeing the three of Natsuki going downstairs, Suzuki Sonoko's sister, Ayako Suzuki stood up.

As the eldest daughter of the Suzuki family, Ayako Suzuki is more familiar with things than in the garden.

Despite what happened, she reluctantly squeezed out a bitter smile and greeted Natsuki.

"Ayako Suzuki."

Ayako Suzuki held out her hand.

"Natsuki."

Natsuki also stretched out his hand.

Hold each other's fingers slightly and shake them gently, and then touch them instantly.

"Who are these two?"

After shaking hands, Ayako Suzuki looked at the gin and vodka behind Natsuki.

These two people are friends of Natsuki-kun?

"The two of them I met on the mountain today, Mr. Kurosawa and Mr. Saburō."

"Mr. Kurosawa heard that the sunrise on the top of this mountain is very beautiful, and he is ready to take a look at his friends who can't come here."

Natsuki briefly introduces the identity of gin and vodka.

"Speaking of which, if I hadn't had something temporary today, and came one step late, maybe such a thing wouldn't have happened."

Saying that, Natsuki's face appeared a little apologetic.

Hearing this, Ayako Suzuki was silent.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort came from the side.

It was another man other than the long-haired handsome man among the two male classmates.

"Even if you're here, what can you do?"

"Can you bring Chikako back to life?"

Yuanzi's sister quickly stopped him.

At this time, the long-haired handsome man on the side also stood up.

He looked at Natsuki with a tangled expression.

"Natsuki-kun, it's not that we don't believe you."

"We clearly saw another person flying through the window with Chikako's head."

"At that time..., Takahashi was also present."

The long-haired handsome man glanced at Takahashi who was unconscious on the ground.

He wondered why Takahashi hadn't woken up yet.

But right now, it's not the time to care about that.

"Even if you say that Takahashi killed Chikako, but he can't doppelganger..."

"When I found you, Takahashi had already fainted on the ground, and there was still Chikako on the ground..."

said the long-haired handsome man in a final tone.

"I believe that Xia Mujun, as a detective, must have evidence before making a conclusion."

"Please take it out."

Natsuki looked at everyone present with a smile.

Everyone is waiting for his statement.

"Huh."

At this moment, the gin wine on the side suddenly sneered.

He stepped forward and stood in front of everyone.

"At that time, the head on the ground, besides us, there was another person who also saw it fall out."

Gin turned his gaze to Suzuki Sonoko.

Everyone's eyes followed and looked at the garden.

"It seems to be."

Watched by the gaze of Gin Jiu, Yuanzi, who had no heart and no lungs, thought for a moment and nodded.

The scene was so frightening that she forgot to tell her sister about it for a while.

Hearing the words of the garden, everyone was shocked.

Chikako's body really appeared from Takahashi!

That bandage weirdo they saw at the time....

"The kitchen, the hallway, there are the answers you want."

"As long as you bring a wire that is tough enough and rubberize the corresponding location, you can simulate the scene at that time."

Gin Jiu glanced disdainfully at Takahashi on the ground.

"Such a clumsy technique, I believe you Sherlock Holmes will soon be able to see through it."

After that, Gin Jiu turned and left.

The vodka that followed followed covered his chest and coughed.

"Line..."

muttered Natsuki, who was standing in place, a glint of essence flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that it is a trick staged using threads and props."

"Maybe you can find some traces of thread in this room."

Natsuki reminded.

After speaking, he smiled slightly at everyone and turned to go upstairs.

Everyone who remained looked at each other.

Then everyone went upstairs together to look for traces of what Gin Jiu said.

......

In the room.

After returning to the room.

After a simple wash of gin and vodka, you are ready to rest.

Only Natsuki ran to the bathroom for a long time.

After a long time.

Natsuki, wrapped in a bath towel, came out of the bathroom.

He walked to the cabinet, picked up the ashtray above, and placed it in front of himself.

Three cigarettes lit.

Wisps of smoke slowly drifted up.

Natsuki stared at the cigarette in front of him and summoned the picture of the synthesis station.

This time the case, the murderer, the deceased.

Two negative items contributed to him.

Plus the task of following the gin.

Rubbed a negative item.

Exactly three.

Natsuki, who has never synthesized it next to ginjiu, is ready to try his luck today.

After the heart meditates on synthesis.

After a slight shake of the synthesis table, a familiar red color appeared on the interface of the synthesis table.

It's still a red scarf.

Natsuki lowered his eyes slightly.

Nothing new has emerged.

On the side, Gin and Vodka silently watched Natsuki's strange behavior.

Natsuki since he came back.

Just walk into the bathroom alone.

Bath.

Three more cigarettes were then lit.

Silently watching the cigarette burn.

The whole process was silent.

Natsuki's expression was solemn, as if he was performing some kind of ceremony.

"Huh."

"This is ... Crocodile tears... Is it? The

gin wine on the side looked at Natsuki faintly, and the light in his eyes was uncertain.

He slowly curled the corners of his mouth and whispered to himself.

Voices can only be heard.

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Happy Chinese New Year's Eve and Happy New Year.