Ming Ke: What’s wrong with me, Gin, having several aliases?

(Most of the content in this article is from the original novel. If there are any similarities, it is definitely not plagiarism!!!)

"Aiko, I thought you and Mr. Yasuda had a good relationship. Why is this happening?"

The girl who was originally standing next to her, comforting her gently, suddenly changed sides, stood up and walked away.

That sharp look seemed to be able to shoot out countless icy arrows, piercing straight at his beloved son.

The young lady who was called "Aiko" was suddenly betrayed by her friend, and her eyes were filled with tears and disbelief.

She desperately explained to the people who had retreated to the back.

"No...it's not like that. I didn't do that." The voice was crying, trembling and helpless.

The onlookers immediately pointed at him.

"So he is the murderer. I thought he was a good guy."

"I never thought that someone so beautiful could be so cruel. Her entire head was chopped off."

Unfortunately, the onlookers didn’t care about the truth, they just wanted to watch the show.

But detectives are different, they also need to slap the police officers in the face.

"Well, let's take this lady and the other suspects back for investigation."

Inspector Megure stood up and gave instructions to the others.

In fact, he was helpless, but now there was no evidence. If he forced these people to stay, the reputation of the Metropolitan Police Department, which was already in jeopardy, would be in jeopardy.

"Officer Megure, please wait a moment."

Inspector Megure turned his head with some anticipation. After all, this young man was really strong.

"The criminal is not this lady!"

Inspector Megure looked surprised and kept complaining in his heart.

I haven't even said he is the murderer yet, I just took him back for investigation.

With such a huge accusation being put on me, I can already guess what the media will write about it tomorrow.

"Ah? Then who could it be?"

Kudo Shinichi walked over to the suspects.

"Da da da." Kurosawa has completely become a background board, just there to accompany the footsteps.

In fact, the main reason was that he felt something seemed strange, but he couldn’t remember where it was?

I just didn't know what to do for the moment.

“There is usually only one truth.”

"The criminal...is you!" Kudo Shinichi pointed at the lady in blue clothes who had just changed sides.

The person who was identified widened his eyes in surprise, still trying to defend himself.

"What are you talking about? The knife was found in Aiko's bag! How can you slander someone?"

Kudo Shinichi continued speaking without changing his expression.

"You can't cut off a person's head with that kind of knife, let alone with a woman's strength."

"You put the knife in Miss Aiko's bag in order to frame the crime on her."

Just as Inspector Megure was about to ask his question, a caring citizen took the lead in asking the question.

"But how do you prove that the knife was stabbed by this lady? And what about the blood on the knife?"

"There is blood on the knife, and it is fresh. There are only two possibilities. That is, this knife has come into contact with the victim on the roller coaster."

"Or maybe he came into contact with someone else's blood not long ago, within half an hour."

Kudo Shinichi looked at the enthusiastic crowd.

This...Mr.? did bring up something he had not thought of before.

How can we prove that this lady put the knife in there?

No...why do I feel like I'm being tricked?

Kurosawa looked at the man who initially said that Kudo Shinichi was a murderer, and later confronted Kudo Shinichi.

Now it interferes with Kudo Shinichi's judgment...

Kurosawa: You are suspicious!

Of course, these are not the most important things. The most important thing is the original plot.

There is definitely no such person!

Kurosawa quietly stepped back, blended into the crowd and slowly approached the enthusiastic person.