Tokyo: This narration is wrong!

Is this a coincidence?

Shirakawa remembered an interview Miko Ueio had given. She once said that she had rescued a homeless man.

Obviously, Mr. Takeshi Kido is the homeless man.

He has become a disciple of Miko Ueio, just like the serial murderer who has been hiding on the sofa for five years.

Bai Chuan rubbed his temples that were throbbing.

How many dangerous wives has the original body caused?

Is it the internal fighting among the club members, or the layout of Ueio Miko?

Shirakawa is not sure, but Miko Ueio, who guided her to write the diary, is suspicious.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Bai Chuan returned to the apartment.

There is only one day left to find out the truth.

He needs to meet the biggest suspect, the highly dangerous wife—Miko Ueio.

The doorbell of 5003 rang.

Miko Ueio, dressed at home, opened the door.

There was some unbreakable melancholy in her eyes, like lilacs with sorrow.

It seems that he is worried about food and vegetables, and he seems to be sad for the stray dogs on the street.

It gives people a feeling of sentimentality and extreme kindness.

The facial features look very ordinary, but when combined they have a just right sense of beauty.

The shoulder-length short brown hair is slightly curled at the end, showing the writer's laziness.

She didn't seem surprised at all when she saw Bai Chuan.

It has been a month since the last time she said, I will not give up on you.

But she didn't take any action, she just waited quietly, like an extremely patient hunter, waiting for her prey to fall into the trap.

"Kuragi-kun, you are here."

"Um."

Shirakawa responded, changed into slippers, and walked into the Ueno family's apartment.

The room smelled of pine wood, and the soft light shone on her face, adding a hazy halo to her face.

She first made a cup of coffee for Bai Chuan, then sat next to him and looked at him tenderly.

Compared to Suzume Naiko, who was somewhat mentally disturbed, Mrs. Ueio behaved in a reserved and restrained manner, with just a gentle spring-like smile that said everything.

"Sleep soundly."

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

She just smiled and said,

"I occasionally try sleeping pills 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?"

Street fighting diary:

Received a recommendation spot on the 2nd.

I happily asked my friends in the group how this position is.

Group friends said: Yes and no are the same.

Crying faintly in the toilet.

Even so, I still have to use three updates to repay this humble recommendation!

This is the determination to fight!

Please keep reading!

Pursuing reading determines your destiny,

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Chapter 40 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 movements, as if she was tipsy after just drinking some red wine.

Only her eyes were always full of affection and 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 Kamio was surprised for a second and said softly,

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

"Haven't you contacted him? Didn't he help with anything? For example, buy Sleepsoundly 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 13th, 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's more like a suicide note than a letter.

[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 13th 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.

Miko Kamio 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 a child, has mild depression, but yearns for the sunshine. Nice to meet you."

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

This hand has slender fingers, 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. 】