Tokyo: There's something wrong with this narration!

Shirakawa said two words and observed Mrs. Ueio's micro-expression.

She just smiled and said,

"I try sleeping pills occasionally when I can't sleep. As a writer, I always have insomnia for a few days."

Mrs. Ueio is indeed a master and has not shown any flaws, but Shirakawa will not give up easily.

"Mr. Takeshi Kido, do you still remember?"

40·You must have died once, right? (Seeking for further reading)

As night falls, Tokyo lights up like burning stars, bustling and hot.

The Liuxia apartment building is also among them, and the windows on the floor are lighting up little by little like Tetris pieces.

Shirakawa and Uemio Miko were bathed in the light and looked at each other, both trying to pry out the truth in their eyes that concealed secrets.

It was like a silent war, without smoke but extremely tense.

Shirakawa's nerves were tense, but Ueio Miko looked very relaxed, with a lazy temperament in her every move, as if she was tipsy after just drinking some red wine.

Only her eyes were always affectionate, with a hint of melancholy.

Shirakawa noticed that Masumi Kamio seemed to have gone to bed extra early today. He had not seen her lively figure since he entered the room until now.

Normally, she would have rushed out long ago, looked at Bai Chuan warily, and warned him not to think too much about her excellent mother.

"Mr. Takeshi Kido, do you still remember?"

Bai Chuan asked.

There was still a faint smile on Ueio Miko's pretty face,

"When I think about it, I don't seem to have any impression."

Her expression didn't look like she was lying. Maybe she never asked Mr. Tramp his name from the beginning.

"The homeless person you rescued before."

Bai Chuan reminded.

Miko Ueio was surprised for a second and said softly,

"It turns out it's him. How is he doing now?"

"Have you not contacted each other? Didn't he help you with anything? For example, buy Sleep soundly sleeping pills?"

Bai Chuan asked continuously.

Miko Ueio picked up the coffee, took a sip, and said with interest,

"Kuragi-kun, you are now like the police officer in my novel, questioning the suspect. Have you recently read my new novel "The Murderer", so you want to try acting?"

Well, the book hasn't arrived yet, so I haven't had time to read it.

Baichuan cursed in his heart, and took the initiative to pick up the coffee, smelled it, but did not drink it.

He was not sure if there was anything else in this cup of coffee. He used a simple identification technique and found that it was normal coffee, so he took a slow sip.

taste good.

Seeing that Shirakawa didn't answer, Ueio Miko lowered her head and stirred the coffee with a small golden spoon.

"Kuragi-kun, do you still remember what you did on the 13th of last month?"

Bai Chuan's nerves became tense instantly.

April 4th, of course he will not forget this day.

It was the day he traveled through time, and it was also the day he found Mrs. Suzume dead beside him.

But he really didn't know what happened to the original body that day. He could only judge by the alcohol in his body that he drank too much and then fell into a situation of being framed.

wrong!The original person just drank too much. If he hadn't died, how could he have traveled through time and replaced him!

On that day, the original body most likely died!

Baichuan thought about it carefully, and now he figured it out.

In other words, the other party not only wanted to frame him, but also sent him directly to see God.

Bai Chuan's pupils shrank, and he obviously lost this round.

His question did not create a flaw in Uemio Miko. On the contrary, Uemio Miko's simple question allowed him to break his defense somewhat.

Miko Ueio stood up and walked into the study. About 2 minutes later, she sat next to Shirakawa again and handed him a letter.

Bai Chuan was stunned for a moment, looking at the handwriting on the letter, there was no doubt that it belonged to the original person.

It is not so much a letter as a suicide note.

[Mrs. Ueio, although it’s hard to say this, I still want you to know.

I had a platonic relationship with Mrs. Suzume for 3 months, and just when I was about to give up, she finally accepted me.

But her experience was very rich and bumpy. She had many lovers, each of whom said they loved her and would die for her, but no one could really do it.

And I, in order to win her heart, am ready to accept her final test. In order for our love to last forever, I am willing to die with her.

April 4th is her birthday, and I plan to take sleeping pills with her.

Will you stop me? ]

When I wrote this letter, perhaps the original person was still filled with expectations and anger towards Mrs. Ueio.

Since you don't love me, I will go to heaven to enjoy love with another woman who is willing to accept me.

Extreme boy, extreme love.

Of course, there is another possibility that the boy exaggerated the facts.

After Bai Chuan read it, he forcibly controlled his limbs to prevent his hands from developing Parkinson's disease.

So, Mrs. Suzume and the original person took sleeping pills together and died in love together?

This doesn't fit Mrs. Suzume's character.

How could she die for love with a boy?

Baichuan used identification techniques to determine the authenticity of the letter, and got a positive answer.

This "suicide note" was written by the original person to Mrs. Ueio.

"I'm very happy that I can still see you now. It was my negligence to take the sleeping pills. You did get the sleeping pills in my room."

Miko Ueio showed a complicated expression, apologetic mixed with a hint of relief, relief mixed with a hint of sadness.

Bai Chuan shook his head, "I drank too much that day and I don't remember anything."

"You must have died once, right?"

Uemio Miko asked again.

Baichuan's Adam's apple rolled and his spine felt chilly.

Ueio Miko continued to say in a soft voice,

"Because your personality is very different from before. Only people who have died once will have this kind of transformation. Don't worry, I like your transformation very much. You are brighter now than before."

"I used to think that you and I were very similar, with gray souls, so I was afraid that being with you would lead to destruction together. But now you have a red soul, like a sun, which makes people... I can’t help but want to get closer, I hope we can start over and get to know each other again.”

"Hello, Kuraki-kun, I am Ueio Miko, an ordinary woman who is divorced, has children, suffers from mild depression, but yearns for the sunshine. Nice to meet you."

Ueio Miko showed a warm smile again and stretched out her hand.

The five fingers of this hand are slender, but there is an obvious callus on the knuckle of the middle finger, which is a sign of holding a pen for a long time. There is also a tattoo of a blue butterfly on the wrist.

Bai Chuan also stretched out his hand, held it, and activated the identification technique at the same time.

I wanted to use my criminal investigation skills to see if I could make a breakthrough, but in the end I found that I still had to rely on the system.

Facing a woman like Kamio Miko, even if his master takes action, he will probably get nothing.

[Character: Miko Kamio]

[Identification result: 28 years old, Tokyo native, famous writer, divorced, has a daughter (Ueio Masumi), suffers from mild depression, sometimes needs sleeping pills to help sleep, is very charming, has many suitors, but has always remained single. 】

[Evaluation: Writer’s wife, you hide a lot of secrets, right? 】

41·A bee that can sting (please read more)

Bai Chuan frowned slightly. This time the appraisal did not give him what he wanted.

It seemed that everything Ueio Miko said was true.

He used the identification technique twice more in succession.

[Appraisal result: A young rich woman who ranks among the top 50 most profitable female writers in Tokyo of the year. She has no financial burden. She often does charity. She has a strong obsession with writing. She has profound language skills and can guide people invisibly. A person developing in the direction she wants. 】

[Evaluation: Wife writer, your instigating skills have overflowed. 】

[Identification result: When I was young, I was very curious. I once dissected a living cat because I was curious about the structure of a cat. I was curious about what it would be like to have a child, so I got married and had a child. After giving birth to the child, I found that I had no love for my husband. In any relationship, take the initiative to propose a divorce.She has been pursued by many men for a long time, but she was indifferent. She thought she was no longer interested in the opposite sex until she met you. 】

[Evaluation: How can a writer’s wife bear to kill the only person of the opposite sex she is interested in? 】

Therefore, what Miko Ueio said is indeed true!

She indeed had no motive for murdering herself!

Are either the diary or the sleeping pills a coincidence? !

I have always misunderstood her!

Bai Chuan was a little disbelieving about this answer.

But the facts are in sight.

He was still a little unwilling to give up and wanted to inquire further.

"Madam, did you stop me on the 13th?"

"No, because the sleeping pills you took from me are not enough to make two people die forever. At most, they can sleep a little deeper."

There seemed to be a thick fog in Ueio Miko's eyes, which was not blown away by the wind, making it difficult to tell whether she was sad or regretful at the moment.