I Just Want to Be an Ordinary Writer

'Assuming all the assumptions made before hold true, what was the reason for choosing her?Was there something else in her that brought her into my sight? '

'Does X refer to people or things? '

'Why did you choose to start the 'game' at Professor Narita's house? '

Yoshikage Kira stood in the shadow of the night, looked at Professor Narita who ran from the gate of the community, and narrowed his eyes.

'What if we assume that X is Professor Narita? '

'Or from another perspective, is Professor Narita who wants this X? '

Two inferences, completely different results.

Too few clues to infer.

trouble! ! !

Kira Yoshikage looked down at the wriggling caterpillar on the ground, frowned sharply, and then took out a handkerchief from the inner pocket of his suit.

"Let's go to the supermarket tomorrow, it's time to buy a new handkerchief." Saying this, Kira Yoshikage threw the handkerchief on the ground.

In the early autumn wind, the handkerchief fluttered and fell, covering the caterpillar evenly.

Kira Yoshikage raised his hand and rubbed his frown, and walked towards Kirihara Misaki.

first step! ——The moment the right foot stepped out, the handkerchief on the ground in the middle of Yoshikage's right foot, paused for a few tenths of a second and crushed it, and then continued to move forward.

"Officer Kirihara!" Yoshikage Kira ran forward, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why...there are so many police officers? Sure enough...isn't this an ordinary suicide case?"

Kira Yoshikage glanced at Kira Yoshikage, turned to look at the colleague who was cleaning up the scene, and pulled Kira Yoshikage aside.

"You don't think this is an ordinary suicide?" Kirihara Misaki looked up at Kira Yoshikage.

The young man's face paled slightly under the orange-yellow street lamp.

Remembering what he had experienced not long ago, Kirihara Misaki sighed: "What did you say on the phone?"

Kira Yoshikage looked thoughtful and replied after two seconds, "'It's now'."

"It's now?"

Misaki Kirihara lowered his eyes and frowned—obviously inducing language, like a secret code colluded in advance.

All the students present can attest that Misaki Uehara had no tendency to self-destruct before receiving the call.

How about a student who is willing to spend a lot of money to buy famous wine for the exchange student quota, and wants to make a good impression on the professor, will he want to die?

The answer is no.

So......

Kirihara Misaki lowered her head and crossed out the word "suicide" on her notebook, and then put a question mark after the word "communication".

Next comes the identification department.

It's all guesswork until the caller's carrier reservations are traced.

Misaki Kirihara lowered his head and rubbed his temples, then raised his head to look at Kira Yoshikage: "Are you scared?"

She made a gesture with the person behind her, and patted Yoshikage Kira on the shoulder: "Let's do this today. Later... If there are any follow-up questions, I'll call you?"

Kira Yoshikage nodded politely, and then asked after a little delay: "Then I... can go home now?"

"Ah."

Misaki Kirihara is very busy.

Unexpected events at night made her doomed to not be able to sleep peacefully tonight. She waved to Ji Liang Yoshikage and forced a smile: "Go back. Those children can all go, I'll find you if I have something."

"it is good."

Kira Yoshikage stood under the street lamp and looked at Kirihara Misaki's back, and the corner of his mouth twitched because he thought of something interesting.

He turned his gaze to Professor Narita who was soothing the students, and the smile gradually faded from his face.

After giving Professor Narita a "?" in his heart, Yoshikage Kira bowed to Professor Narita, who was looking at him, and turned to leave.

......

When Yoshikage Kira returned to the apartment he rented in Sendai City, it was almost 9 o'clock.

He took his wallet and mobile phone out of his pocket and put them on the bedside table.When he subconsciously went to the inner pocket to fetch the handkerchief, he remembered the destination of the handkerchief.

Gee.

Ji Liang Yoshikage stood in front of the bedside table for a while, took off his suit jacket and hung it up, took the ironing machine to iron the folds on the suit, and then rolled up the shirt cuffs of both hands, ready to wash.

"Snapped,"

"Boom,"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded behind Kira Yoshikage.

It can be said that Kira Yoshikage was in a very bad mood at this time.

He frowned and turned his head with gloom in his eyes, his eyes fell on the ground where the voice came from.

- That's an arrow...