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Bai Chuan nodded and returned to the sofa, "You can call me if you need anything in the middle of the night."

"?"

Chiyuki Mei looked at Shirakawa in surprise.

Bai Chuan smiled and said, "What I mean is that if you are afraid of sleeping alone in the middle of the night, I can tell you a ghost story."

Qianxue Meiyi shook her head and said that she did not need to listen to ghost stories.

She returned to the room, closed the door, and carefully opened a crack. Through the crack, she observed Bai Chuan in the living room.

Bai Chuan lay on the sofa and fell asleep quickly.

Qianyuki Mei also lay back on the bed, but she was still scared and tossed and turned. Finally, she hugged the quilt, opened the door softly, and walked slowly to the sofa.

Fell asleep on the blanket next to the sofa.

When Bai Chuan opened his eyes the next day, he found the girl's long legs draped over him.

This angle is really crime-inducing.

As Shirakawa turned over, Chiyuki Mei also woke up.

She immediately retracted her long legs, wrapped herself in the quilt, and said hesitantly,

"Morning...morning, good morning, Kuraki-kun."

"Good morning, Mei-san, if I had known you liked sleeping on the sofa, why didn't you give me your bed?"

"I didn't. I slept on the floor."

Qianxue Meiyi said with a red face.

Shirakawa smiled and stretched, "Mei-san, it's time to prepare breakfast."

"Yes, Kuraki-kun."

Qianxue Meiyi rushed back to the bedroom holding the quilt, probably to change clothes.

Baichuan took out his mobile phone and checked his emails and text messages.

Finally, I saw a message from Takeshima Mie on the text message interface.

[Shirakawa-chan, I woke up. I seemed to have slept for a long time. I thought I would never wake up again and never see the world again. Dad said it was all thanks to you. ]

[When I was in a coma, I had a long, long dream. I dreamed about getting married with you, and about having children for you. In the end, we both had gray hair and became an old man and a grandpa. Old lady, hold my hand and take me to watch the cherry blossoms together. ]

[I really want to see you when I open my eyes, but my father said that I cannot see you in my current state. I can only see you after I fully recover. ]

[Dad said we need to wait two years, or three years, or five years. If I don’t cooperate, it will take even longer. ]

[I can wait to meet you again. ]

[I hesitated for a long time whether to send you a message. ]

[I'm a little, a little angry because you didn't stay by my side. ]

[You probably have more important things to be busy with. I can only try to understand you. ]

[Keep the video forever, if one day I forget you. ]

[You can come to me with the video and threaten me to give you all my property and fulfill my promise to marry you, otherwise my reputation will be ruined. ]

[Haha, this is definitely impossible, how could I forget you, Shirakawa-chan. ]

[I hope you can remember me next time we meet. ]

[You promised me to fulfill all my wishes. ]

[But the most important one has not been realized yet. ]

[I look forward to wearing a snow-white wedding dress and becoming your bride. ]

Bai Chuan showed a happy smile, and the big stone in his heart finally fell.

I hope Meijiang can have a good life in a foreign country.

I believe Mr. Takeshima will gradually change her mind about marrying him.

Qianyuki Mei's little head came closer and asked, "What are you looking at, Kuraki-kun?"

Bai Chuan immediately put away his phone. He couldn't show you this information.

Shirakawa sent Chiyuki Mei to school and went to the Metropolitan Police Department alone.

As soon as he arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department, he received bad news.

"The DNA test result came out, it's not Yuki Iwata's."

Shiraki Saya said with a frustrated look.

Bai Chuan frowned, this was completely different from what he thought.

He entered the interrogation room again, looked at the confident Smith, and suddenly remembered what he had missed.

They made a preconceived mistake and believed that the large amount of alkaline opaloid remaining in the victim's body belonged to the murderer.

There were many injuries on the victim's body, but there were no fingerprints of the murderer anywhere, which was enough to show that the murderer was very cautious. So why did he make such a low-level mistake?

Since he could wipe off the fingerprints, there was no reason why he couldn't clean up the body.

So, this is just a cover-up.

Bai Chuan left the interrogation room and quickly walked towards the morgue.

"Cangmu-kun, why did you come out suddenly? If you need anything, just tell us directly."

Saya Shiraki trotted before catching up with Shirakawa.

"I'd like to take another look at the latest fourth victim sent over."

"Okay, come with me."

Saya Shiraki brought Shirakawa to the body of the fourth victim.

【thing:**】

[Identification result: From Hashimoto Yuki. 】

[Evaluation: The quality is not high. 】

This time Shirakawa directly identified the alkaline opalescent body, and the result was exactly what he thought. These liquids did not belong to Smith (Iwata Yuki's second personality) at all!

The case has reached a deadlock.

If this is the case, Smith only needs to bite him to death. He is not the murderer. Even if Hirose Eri identifies him, he will not be blamed.

The murder weapon and the deceased's stockings were found where Hirose Eri lived.

Smith can completely say that Eri Hirose killed someone and wrongly accused him.

As for the filth, since it does not belong to Smith, it can only mean that Hirose Eri has an accomplice, but this person is not Smith.

Smith can be said to have completely cut off the relationship, no wonder he is fearless.

Shirakawa frowned, thinking if there are any clues that have been forgotten.

"Kuragi-kun, what's wrong?"

Shiraki Saya asked.

Shirakawa seemed not to hear Shiraki Saya's question and fell into deep thought.

Who is Hashimoto Yuki? Is he an ordinary homeless man? It is impossible to be a homeless man. It must be the second scapegoat prepared by Smith.

Hashimoto Yuki must have some kind of relationship with Iwata Yuki, or have had a grudge.

And Hashimoto Yuki can continue to produce **, which means that he is likely to have been kidnapped by the murderer.

This is not difficult for Smith, a kidnapper with a criminal record.

As long as Hashimoto Yuki is found, the problem can be solved.

"Kuragi-kun?"

Shiraki Saya stretched out her hand and waved in front of Shirakawa.

Shirakawa grabbed her hand,

"Find Hashimoto Yuki, he may be the murderer's hostage."

"Okay, Kuraki-kun."

A blush appeared on Shiraki Saya's cheeks, and she nodded slightly.

Shirakawa immediately let go of her hand, and couldn't help but complain about the policewoman in his heart.

She is obviously a woman who has been in love, why is she still so innocent?

Before finding Hashimoto Yuki, Shirakawa didn't plan to enter the interrogation room and waste time with the murderer.

After the female student Renko Asanuma and the novelist Shunsuke Koga learned about the DNA, they doubted their previous reasoning.

"Although Yuki Iwata has schizophrenia, he is not necessarily the murderer. DNA is the best proof."

Renko Asanuma said.

"Well, it seems that we still need to find single tenants between the ages of 20 and 40."

Shunsuke Koga touched his pipe and sighed.

"I overestimated that guy, and he was proven wrong. Next, Mr. Koga, we have to race against time. The fifth victim will appear soon."

Asanuma Renko seemed to have regained her confidence.

"I hope that Kuraki-kun's judgment is correct, at least there will be no new victims."

The members of the search team also started new work, executing the instructions of the two candidates and continuing to look for new clues.

Shirakawa decided to go to Iwata Yuki's house in person, especially to search his basement.

He rode on an electric bike and navigated to a cafe near Iwata Yuki's villa.

Through the window on the second floor of the cafe, you can just see the scene in the villa. Of course, this distance is not friendly to ordinary people, and you can only see an outline at most.

Shirakawa put on the tracking glasses, adjusted the appropriate distance, and took in the scene in the villa.

Iwata Yuki's wife Shimabukuro Nao was in the room at this time, doing intense exercise with a strange man.

"Tsk tsk, your husband just left, so impatient?"

Shirakawa sighed silently.

The waiter in a maid outfit brought a cup of coffee.

Baichuan looked up and saw a tall, delicate woman with a cold and queenly temperament.

She had blonde hair, light blue eyes, three-dimensional facial features, like a mixed-race girl, wearing a black and white maid outfit with lace edges, and a maid hairpin on her head.

"Master, is there anything else you need?"

Her cold voice was like the breeze in September, pleasant but without any emotion.

Baichuan felt amazed again.

"Miss Kyoko?"

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Chapter 133 132·Madam, do you want revenge?

Miss Kyoko's face showed a subtle surprise.

She was the kind of girl with no facial expressions, taciturn, and difficult for people to see into her heart.

So even if she had emotions, they would hardly show on her face, giving people a cold feeling intuitively. Coupled with her height of 1.7 meters, her queenly temperament was particularly prominent in the case of the general petiteness of island girls.

Even though she was wearing a maid outfit, she looked like a queen in disguise.

"Kuragi-kun, you haven't been here for a long time."

Perhaps because Shirakawa called her name, she remembered Shirakawa.