I Develop A Detective Game And The Police Call Me To File

"About the details of that night, Mr. Yamada, why don't you fill in the details?"

After Kitahara Sosuke finished speaking, he looked at PDD.

Seeing the eyes of several other people projected over, PDD felt his head grow big.

It's over!

I can't put it on anymore!

If a problem is found here, will the game fail directly?

PDD's brain spun rapidly, thinking about countermeasures, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't come up with a good idea.

As a last resort, PDD turned to the live broadcast room for help.

"Brothers, can someone save me, now perfunctory literature doesn't work anymore! Im about to reveal my secrets!"

"Boys, learn to say no, just say it - I won't add."

"Yes, pretend to be cold and say that you don't want to bring up the case back then."

"You don't need to speak, just give Kitahara Cansuke the middle finger, and he will understand the rest of the meaning.

"Kiss me directly! When he asked why, you said don't talk, kiss me!"

At this time, dense beads of sweat had already appeared on PDD's forehead.

It seems that the game is going to run aground here.

Precisely at this critical moment, Yoko stood up.

She said: "Mr. Beiyuan, have you forgotten that my husband was in a coma for half a year after that incident, because of brain damage, he may not remember some things."

Kitahara Cangsuke suddenly realized, and patted himself on the forehead: "Ah! I'm sorry, sorry, I almost forgot about it.

Ogata continued to ask: "Mr. Kitahara, I heard that there are rumors of a curse in this manor. What's going on?"

"It's bad, it's all rumors and rumors, blind! At that time, a fire broke out in Wushan Manor. According to many servants who escaped from the manor, they saw a man in a tuxedo in the fire, who looked very much like Heijiro Wushan. Then investigate the source of the fire I found the tuxedo in the unoccupied master's room on the second floor, but everyone in the manor said they didn't know what was going on, so the matter was let go. I didn't expect it to spread so badly. "

Ogata nodded, "Oh, so it is like this!"

After a while, Ogata asked again: "By the way, Mr. Kitahara, then you are a police detective. You must know about the serial murder case nine years ago, right?"

"of course I know!"

Speaking of that case, Kitahara Cansuke's expression was not as calm as before.

In his look, there was even guilt.

"My master, who is also the best person in this world to me, was killed by that nasty bastard when he was investigating the rainy night serial murder case!!"

Ogata bowed slightly to apologize: "I'm sorry, Mr. Kitahara, I mentioned your sadness. However, according to what you said, the shot you killed Kiriyama Heijiro at that time should be out of revenge? After all, your master is you The person closest to you, and Heijiro Kiriyama is your greatest enemy, with the enemy in front of you, you must want to kill him quickly."

Kitahara Cansuke's grief almost came to an abrupt end.

He wiped the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, and stared at the young man in front of him, "There were so many people present, and Heijiro Kiriyama had already drawn his pistol. If I didn't take immediate action at that time, other people might be injured."

"Oh, I see!"

"By the way, I have the dossiers of the serial murders in the rainy night. Anyway, everyone has nothing to do, and there is such a heavy rain outside. It happens that Mr. Yamada is there, so let's discuss it. It is said that the real case of Heijiro Kiriyama has not been found yet. motive for murder."

As Ogata said, regardless of whether other people agreed or not, he took out a few files-like things from his backpack and placed them on the table.

Kitahara Cangsuke picked it up, frowned immediately, and asked, "This is a copy of our police file. How could you have such a thing?"

"Hey, Mr. Kitahara, don't forget! I am Ogata, but I want to become the best firefly detective at the end of the world, how can such a small thing stop me!

"Teacher P, let's get to work!"

"Yes, Mr. P, after being an audience for so long, isn't it boring?"

"Damn, the previous story always feels like a lot of information, but I can't grasp anything, I'm so worried!"

"Finally, it's time to use my reasoning! Get out of the way, I'll do it."

"To be honest, with Ogata's words just now, I think he was setting up FLAG, and many young talents died on it.

"I think there is something wrong with Kitahara Cansuke. I even suspect that he is the real rainy night murderer. Maybe Xunshin Heijiro is just the one to blame."

"In this scene, I have a sense of déjà vu of the seventh commandment, yellow hair and turtle soup."

...ask for flowers...

There is no need to urge the water friends in the live broadcast room.

When Ogata took the information out of the backpack, PDD had already put it together.

These materials are excellent information for him to understand the cause and effect of the whole story, and of course he will not let it go.

There are a total of six documents on the table, and PDD picked them up and looked at them.

Four of them were all female deceased, each of whom had worked in a place like Fireworks and Willow Lane during his lifetime.

These four women all have one thing in common. They died on a rainy night. There were dark purple marks on the neck of the deceased who had been strangled (obviously strangled to death), and there were a lot of the victim's own skin between the nails. Debris, oiled paper umbrellas were strewn next to the corpse.

In addition, there is a more obvious commonality. There was an incision below the thyroid artery of the deceased, and a bright red rose was inserted into the wound, and there was no trace of sexual assault during his lifetime.

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In addition to the four women, there are also two men's death data.

One is the dead master Watanabe mentioned by Kitahara Cansuke just now.

Watanabe was also strangled to death, and there was also a wound on the neck below the thyroid gland, which showed traces of being inserted by a foreign object; because his body had been soaked in river water, his whole body was swollen, and no roses were found. Traces of flowers, and traces of sexual assault.

The second is a tramp whose name is unknown. It was still strangled to death, and there was also a wound on the neck below the thyroid gland, but this time it was not red roses, but tea flowers, and no traces of sexual assault were found on the body.

"No, the police in the Cherry Blossom Country are a bit strict! I recognize that the women have no traces of sexual assault, and both men write it down..."

"This shows that they are an open country! Recommended, the red-light district of Sakura Country is fun and legal.

"Through these six files, I have come to a very certain and 100% correct conclusion: I can't deduce it.

"I remember, now it seems to be looking for the motive of the crime, right? How the hell are you looking for it? It's a mixed game of men and women!"

"Could it be that Heijiro Kiriyama hates street girls so much that he killed them all?!"

PS: Thank you for the monthly ticket of 4794, and thank you for the flowers, more than a thousand flowers were raised yesterday, seventy or eighty chapter tickets;

PS: The murder has started, please ask for data! Xi!.