The Advent of the Infinite King

"You are the poison in the food."

"Everyone eats the same food."

"That's right, but only Ke Yan died, because he didn't eat it, so he died."

Mao Lilan asked suspiciously: "You said that he died because he didn't eat, what's going on?"

Minagawa's mother's pupils began to shrink gradually, and her fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

"Ma'am, when you saw Ah Jin was eating chocolate, he seemed to be quite angry. Even so, he gave him cake again. Why?"

The corners of Minagawa's mother's mouth trembled, she clasped her hands in front of her chest, and did not answer immediately.

So, Xie Chen continued: "That's because you poisoned the coffee and put the antidote in the cake. You saw that Ah Jin drank the poisoned coffee and took the cake in a panic, that is, the antidote Feed him."

Speaking of this, Xie Chen paused for a while, changing the tone for a long time, it was indeed a little tired for the child's throat, so he made a simple adjustment before continuing.

"Because you already knew that Ke Yan, who doesn't like sweets, probably doesn't know how to eat cakes, so you came up with this plan and took advantage of the fact that Ke Yan has a crush on Miss Haomei."

"If it was the chocolate from Miss Haomei, it would be impossible for Ke Yan not to eat it. You, who arrived at the scene earlier than everyone else, picked up the chocolate in Ke Yan's hand and replaced it with poisoned chocolate."

"Of course, this is to put the blame on Miss Haomei."

After listening to this series of reasoning, Minagawa's mother said without hesitation: "You made up all of these, and you have no evidence at all."

"Of course I'll have proof, and the proof is on the coffee mug."

Xie Chen said slowly: "However, before the police came here, you had already cleaned up the coffee, but no matter how much you wash it, you can still check it out. Even if there is no residue on the cup, there will be residue At the drain."

Minagawa's mother's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Ma'am, the thing hidden in your clothes seems to be starting to melt. It's the chocolate that was dropped by you, Miss Haomei."

Minagawa's mother immediately covered the microscopic black marks on the kimono with both hands, and said loudly: "Don't be kidding, how would I know that he wants to eat Miss Haomei's chocolate, and why should I kill my own biological child. "

At this time, Guan Guxiang suddenly said: "That's not the case, Ke Yan's mother passed away in a car accident seven years ago, and because of this, she was adopted by you as an aunt."

Speaking of this, Guan Guxiang hesitated for a moment before continuing: "Besides, as far as I know, the reason why Ke Yan fell in love with Haomei is all because Haomei looks very similar to his mother."

"That's why you know that Ke Yan will definitely eat the chocolate that Haomei gave him, right?"

Faced with Guan Guxiang's questioning, Minagawa's mother finally lowered her head, hugged A Jin who had been tugging at the corner of her clothes tightly, and cried bitterly.

"I'm sorry, Miss Haomei, I accidentally saw you buying chocolates on the street, so I came up with this idea."

Minagawa's mother knelt down slowly, her shoulders trembling, her hands covered her face, her almost sad voice seemed to be an echo from somewhere.

"I'm also desperate. My husband's career failed, so no matter what, I want to get the inheritance owned by Ke Yan. I want to protect this family and Ah Jin's happiness."

Chapter 23 Aimless

"This can't be your reason to kill..." Xie Chen said softly.

Then, Minagawa's mother's crying echoed in the room.

On the way back, the crying of Minagawa's mother still echoed in Xie Chen's mind, maybe it was his last words that touched the softest part of her heart.

Perhaps it shouldn't be unnecessary, Xie Chen opened the car window and looked out.

Regardless of what happened before, it was indeed a pleasant afternoon in April, the wind seemed to be non-existent, the waves were calm, and there were ripples on the other side of the bay like someone gently pulling a bed cover, and then rippled again go.

The white smoke from the burning garbage dumps stretched almost straight into the sky. Fishing boats were dotted in the bay, and the seagulls above them were like white whirlpools, circling silently and endlessly.

Suddenly, he remembered where he was.

After a long time, I don't think there is anything wrong with this kind of life. I don't like it, but I don't get tired of it. My previous life was immersed in killing and blood every day, and I never let down my vigilance for a moment.

In that field, you must keep a distance from everything around you. What you need is not sensibility, but scale.

As for whether what I did was right or wrong, I couldn't tell. I could be completely cordial and enthusiastic to anyone, but at the same time, I could maintain a precise millimeter difference with the other party.

But the problem lies in this. Regarding what I said today, "This is not a reason for you to kill someone." At that moment, did I lose control of the scale?

Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan didn't send out the chocolate in the end. Minagawa Katsuhiko was dead, and Wakamatsu Toshihide really made Mao Lilan hard to swallow, so they both threw the chocolate to him.

Xie Chen gently broke open the chocolate made by Mao Lilan and put it in his mouth, the unique fragrance spread from the tip of his tongue.

Xie Chen slowly rolled up the car window. Perhaps he had never had such a thing as emotion. Looking back, he even felt that there was no way to mention it in life.

There is a bit of ups and downs, climbing up in a hurry, running down in a hurry, that's all, nothing, nothing, nothing, no love, maybe no love.

The road is flat and the scene is extremely monotonous, as if wandering back and forth on the screen of a video game console, like a Hercules who keeps opening his mouth to eat the dotted lines on the way, aimless on the way, only death is certain, sooner or later.

What is an ordinary life like?

Xie Chen thought that he should go through elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university all the way like an ordinary person.

You should fall in love a few times, then leave the society, find a job that is neither high nor low, and after a few years find a wife who is suitable for you, and go on like that.

There may be one or two dreams in life, and we will work hard to complete them. Of course, as long as we work hard, it doesn’t matter if we fail to achieve them.

Someone will cry, but he will be forgotten soon, someone will be happy, but he will be forgotten soon.

Although it is difficult to imagine what it would be like to have a troublesome child who only cries all day long, the happy life described in many books is like this.

That night, two security guards were making their final inspections in the exhibition room at the Medieval Art Museum in Tokyo. Since the museum was closed, the power supply was cut off, so they could only use flashlights for simple lighting.

"I really don't want to patrol the art gallery at night." The young security guard said fearfully.