Tokyo: There's something wrong with this narration!

In other words, this may be a black market population, or he used a false name.

Did the identification technique go wrong?

Bai Chuan rubbed his eyebrows. There had never been any mistakes in the identification technique, and it was unlikely to give false information.

Therefore, Hashimoto Yuki definitely exists, but he may not be in the citizen archives.

Miss Kyoko looked at Bai Chuan's frown and gently pushed the dessert to Bai Chuan.

Bai Chuan glanced at her in surprise. She still had no expression.

"Eat dessert and you will be happy."

Brief words, but surprisingly gentle.

Shirakawa picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of pudding cake.

He actually doesn't like sweets, but he does eat some occasionally.

The taste is indeed good, but it's just not as good as Qianyuki Mei's craftsmanship.

On the phone, Shiraki Saya was still asking questions,

"Kuragi-kun, could it be that the clue is wrong? Maybe it's not Yuki Hashimoto? Is it a similar name with the same pronunciation?"

"No, I'm pretty sure it's Hashimoto Yuki."

There will be no pronunciation problems with the identification technique.

The two chatted for a while, and Bai Chuan hung up the phone.

Bai Chuan raised his head and saw the exquisite maid lady taking out a thick notebook.

She flipped the notebook to the record with the most recent month's date and pushed it in front of Bai Chuan.

[Today, a man who calls himself Hashimoto Yuki came to the store. The man has blond hair, blue eyes, high cheekbones, deep eye sockets, a hooked nose, thin lips, about 1 meters tall, wearing a floral shirt, jeans, and the middle finger of his left hand. There is a ring, there are calluses on my right hand, I should often hold a pen, and I smell of tobacco...

He took a liking to me at first sight and thought I looked like someone from his hometown, so he wanted me to chat with him.

I told him I wasn't a good communicator and he said he just wanted a listener.

I sat next to him and he began to describe his experience in great detail. He told me that he was an international student and had been receiving financial support from Mrs. Shimabukuro. He and Mrs. Shimabukuro had maintained a long-term relationship. He also said that Mrs. Shimabukuro Her husband is a coward. When he saw him having an affair with Mrs. Shimabukuro several times, he didn't dare to say a word. Sometimes he had to be responsible for cleaning up the mess. He had never seen such a coward man.

He said that Mrs. Shimabukuro is very good, and her only shortcoming is that she likes to hit people. Today he said something she didn't like to hear and was slapped, which made him very depressed.

He urgently needs a friend who likes to listen but doesn't like to talk, just like me.

He asked me if I was free in the evening and could come to his apartment.

I declined his request.

Maid cafes are not custom shops.

How could I accept his unreasonable demands?

I just simply like coffee and maid outfits.

Just right, this coffee shop has it all.

I wish there would be fewer such customers. I don't like to be regarded as a fashion girl. ]

Bai Chuan wanted to continue to turn to the next page, but Miss Kyoko stopped him.

She took the thick diary back into her arms.

"Thanks, that was a great help."

Shirakawa said with a smile, it seems that 1 yen for one hour today is a good deal.

If it weren't for meeting Miss Kyoko who likes to write diaries, no one would have thought that Hashimoto Yuki was an international student.

His real name must be an English name, that’s why he couldn’t find Yuki Hashimoto.

But Miss Kyoko's diary is really strange. She actually described in detail the people she met that day, including their appearance, the clothes they wore, the smell of their bodies, etc.

If such a description is given to a surveyor, he can directly restore 80% of the person, and it can be used as a wanted poster, right?

Maybe this is Miss Kyoko's personal preference, Shirakawa thought.

He decided to use the identification technique again on Mrs. Shimabukuro who had just experienced a strenuous exercise.

This time the name of her long-time lover was indeed identified, Johnson.

This way the clues in your mind will be coherent.

Because Smith, the alter ego of Yuki Iwata, knew that Nao Shimabukuro had a long-term improper relationship with Johnson, he decided to make Johnson the scapegoat for many murder cases.

Shirakawa finished his coffee, said goodbye to his facially paralyzed sister Kyoko, and walked to Iwata Yuki's villa.

He directly exchanged it for a can of spiritual coffee, just in case of emergency.

He suspected that Johnson had been kidnapped by Yuki Iwata's alter ego, Smith.

But it’s hard to say where exactly it will be held.

When Bai Chuan came to the door of the villa, the handsome courier was leaving in a hurry.

He probably didn't want anyone to know that he was teased and knocked down when he delivered a courier.

Bai Chuan passed him by and rang the doorbell of the villa.

Mrs. Shimabukuro, who was wearing pajamas, opened the door. She had regular features, a plump figure, and smooth and delicate skin. She was still well-maintained in her thirties. Her face was flushed, and she obviously hadn't recovered yet.

When Shirakawa saw her, he suddenly thought of Hirose Eri, because their facial features were so similar.

When she saw the boy with a poet's temperament, Mrs. Shimabukuro suddenly regretted flirting with the courier just now.

"Young man, is something wrong?"

"Madam, I hope you can show me around your villa, especially the basement."

Shirakawa showed a harmless smile, leaned close to Mrs. Shimabukuro's ear, and whispered,

"I just saw it. If you don't want me to tell others, it's best to cooperate with me."

Mrs. Shimabukuro swallowed and looked at the young man in front of her in surprise.

Her heart beat a little faster. As long as the young man's demands were not too excessive, she felt that she could satisfy him.

Mrs. Shimabukuro took the boy to visit various areas of the villa, including the basement.

Baichuan searched all these places and used identification techniques as a supplement, but did not find Johnson.

Just when he was about to give up, Mrs. Shimabukuro suddenly said, "Would you like to visit my bedroom?"

Shirakawa nodded and followed Mrs. Shimabukuro to her bedroom.

Shirakawa frowned slightly and came to Mrs. Shimabukuro's bedroom. He carefully checked the closet and under the bed for hiding places, but found that they were all empty.

Finally he decided to cast an identification spell on the room.

Sure enough, this time the identification technique yielded results, and there was a secret room hidden in the bedroom.

This is Mrs. Shimabukuro's convenience for cheating.

Sometimes when her husband and son were at home, she would go on dates with her lover inside.

If it weren't for her son, she wouldn't even need this secret room.

But in the past week, because her lover Johnson did not come to find her, she almost never entered the secret room again.

Mrs. Shimabukuro looked at Shirakawa curiously.

"Young man, what are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for a secret space, I like secret places, it will be more exciting."

Shirakawa understood what Mrs. Shimabukuro was thinking, so he described it directly.

As expected, Mrs. Shimabukuro smiled and took the initiative to open the door to the secret room.

On the inside of the wardrobe, there is a hidden door.

Shirakawa and Mrs. Shimabukuro walked into the secret room. Before Mrs. Shimabukuro had time to have fun, she saw her lover Johnson lying in a pool of blood. She was so frightened that she turned pale and screamed loudly.

Baichuan walked up to Johnson and squatted down to check his condition. He would not have died for more than a day.

It is speculated that Hirose Eri failed to capture Chiyuki Mei and had no contact with Iwata Yuki's second personality Smith for a long time. Therefore, Iwata Yuki decided to make Johnson disappear forever and become his scapegoat.

Next to the body was a scrawled suicide note.

Bai Chuan picked up the suicide note, which read——

[I am guilty. I killed four girls just to satisfy my endless lust. I am willing to die to apologize. 】

Shirakawa frowned slightly, crumpled the suicide note into a ball of paper, and held it in his hand. He turned back and looked at the panicked Mrs. Shimabukuro.

"Madam, do you want to avenge your lover?"

It's Monday again!

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After taking care of Mrs. Shimabukuro, Shirakawa called the police.

When Maurixiu and his team arrived at the scene to dispose of the body, they did not find Johnson's suicide note.

In fact, this suicide note was not written by Johnson voluntarily. It was purely forced by Yuki Iwata's second personality, Smith.

If this suicide note is given to the Metropolitan Police, it will mislead their judgment.

However, this suicide note was not destroyed by Shirakawa. He just threw it into the trash can. Mrs. Shimabukuro, who wanted revenge, tore it up and burned it. Before the police arrived, Mrs. Shimabukuro had already reached an agreement with Shirakawa. reached consensus.

She is determined to send her husband Yuki Iwata, who suffers from multiple personality disorder, to prison not because her husband has committed many evil deeds, but simply to protect herself.

Just thinking about Yuki Iwata, who brutally murdered her lover, would be lying next to her in the future, she couldn't help but tremble all over.

Mrs. Shimabukuro is a smart bad woman and she will not allow this to happen.

She will cut off all sources of income for her husband and hire the best lawyers to send her husband to prison instead of a mental hospital.

In Shirakawa's view, Mrs. Shimabukuro also needs to bear some responsibility for what Yuki Iwata has become. If it weren't for her long-term domestic violence, Yuki Iwata might not have a twisted personality.

But this is only a moral condemnation and does not make Mrs. Shimabukuro pay legal responsibility.

And compared to punishing Mrs. Shimabukuro, it is more important now to make Smith pay the price for killing four innocent victims.