Accidental Death

"The prisoner is Ms. Igarashi?!" The maid in the villa looked at Yoko Igarashi with horror on her face, "Why? Haven't you always had a good relationship with Mr. Naoki? How come..."

"I...?!" Yoko Igarashi didn't react for a while, she pointed to herself, with some confusion in her daze, "Wait, it's too outrageous to conclude that I'm a prisoner just by two letters with unclear purpose Right?!"

The girl stood up from the sofa, pointed at Ayatsuji Xingren and Tsujimura Fukatsuki, and was very angry: "Mr. Ayatsuji, do you think so too?"

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, and her posture was weak, as if she was holding on so that she did not collapse.

——This kind of appearance would probably make ordinary people feel uncomfortable seeing it, but Ayatsuji pedestrians are obviously not among them.

"Yes, the culprit is you, Miss Yoko," Ayatsuji pedestrian looked at her coldly.

"Yoko, you—" Hanazawa Kumi had a complicated expression, hesitating to speak.

"If you say I'm a murderer, what about the evidence?" Yoko Igarashi gave up on herself, and gave up her defense. The girl raised her head and raised her voice, "Using those two letters as evidence to assert that I am a murderer, even the Metropolitan Police Department will Can't admit it?"

Officer Megure looked at Ayatsuji Pedestrian in embarrassment.

Yoko Igarashi is right, everything at present is just speculation, even if Yoko Igarashi is really the murderer, the clues he has now are not enough to convict.

"Of course there is evidence."

A trace of panic flashed across Igarashi Yoko's face, but before she could say anything, Ayatsuji pedestrian continued: "But before that, let's talk about another thing—about why the victim would 'resurrection'."

Hearing these words, all the people who had been silently sizing up Igarashi Yoko with different expressions turned their attention to Ayatsuji Pedestrian.

The detective didn't know why to stop talking, as if he was looking for something, and finally looked away impatiently.

"Teacher Ayatsuji?" Tsujimura Fukatsuki was puzzled.

"It's nothing," Ayatsuji pedestrian waved his hand - he originally planned to ask Edogawa Conan to explain, but he didn't expect that the other party had slipped out of the door at some point.

The breeze blows into the living room from the terrace, lifting a corner of the moon-white curtain, and the tassels on the corner sway gently.Under the sun, the shallow shadows on the ground also surge like waves on the sea.

"First of all, let's restore the situation at the time of the incident." Ayatsuji pedestrian pointed to the position where the police officer was standing. "This room is similar in structure to the piano room. The victim had an argument with the prisoner in this position, and was then arrested. kill."

Police officer Mu Mu hurriedly moved away, and then replied: "Yes."

The detective walked slowly to the center of the room: "The prisoner hurriedly left the piano room after he succeeded, and then the dying victim tried his best to move his body and wanted to go out for help, but it was difficult to do so because of excessive blood loss. After exhausting all his strength to move When he got to where I am now, he left the letters 'yo' to identify the prisoner—"

Speaking of this, Ayatsuji pedestrians paused: "We will not discuss the meaning of this message for the time being. In short, after the body was discovered, the prisoner realized that these two letters might lead to his crime being exposed, so he carried out a second action."

"He sneaked into the scene of the crime, lit the soul-returning incense, moved the victim's body, changed the code left by the victim, and finally fled."

"Mr. Ayatsuji, is this just your guess?" Yoko Igarashi crossed his arms and asked, "Didn't you say that before? No one can enter that room at all! Your reasoning is just wishful thinking."

She was emotional: "Didn't Miss Huaze say that? No one passed the corridor at all..."

"So the prisoner escaped from the crime scene not from the inside, but from the outside."

"External?!" Officer Mumu was shocked.

"window."

Ayatsuji passers-by glanced at Yoko Igarashi, whose face turned pale: "Although the windows were locked when you arrived at the scene, in fact, the buckle-style window locks can be easily opened from the outside with a few small mechanisms." It is locked. During the previous investigation, I found a short line on the window frame, which was probably left by the murderer."

"At that time, the investigation had come to an end, and no one was investigating outside the villa, so no one would notice even if they entered through the window."

"But there were quite a few people in the lobby on the first floor at that time..." Police Officer Mumu frowned, "Will the murderer be discovered when he goes up and down the second floor from the outside?"

"The prisoner did not pass through the first floor, but fled to a room on the second floor."

"Second floor?" Mori Kogoro scratched his head.

"The rooms on the second floor are from left to right: Ms. Hanazawa's bedroom (west side), Ms. Igarashi's bedroom (east side), and piano room (west side)."

Tsujimura Fukatsuki was puzzled: "If you escape from the window of the piano room, the only room you can enter is Ms. Hanazawa's room on the same side?"

But Hanazawa Kumi has already been ruled out of suspicion?

"So the culprit is still Ms. Hanazawa!" Yoko Igarashi snorted coldly.

"The prisoner did escape into Ms. Hanazawa's room, but it was under the condition of leading Ms. Hanazawa away." Ayatsuji pedestrian looked at Kumi Hanazawa, "Remember when you found someone in the piano room? Did you hear the sound?"

Hanazawa Kumi nodded hesitantly: "Yes, what's the problem?"

"Generally speaking, the sound insulation of a place like a piano room is very good-in fact, it is true. The glass of the windows in that room is all vacuum-filled, and the interior of the walls may have a similar design. Under this premise, Huaze The voice Miss heard was very strange," the detective's ocher eyes showed a chilling emotion, and corresponding to Yoko Igarashi's paler complexion.

"That was the sound that the window was deliberately opened to lure you out. When you heard the sound and went outside to check the situation, the prisoner left the piano room through the window and fled into your room."

"So it's like this..." Hanazawa Kumi panicked.

"But anyone can do this kind of thing, right? Why must it be me?!" Yoko Igarashi asked.

"It is true that anyone can do this, but entering the room is different. The prisoner swaggered into the piano from the inside, and under the circumstances that Ms. Hanazawa could not find out--the only one who can do this is ( The room is closer to the piano room) you, Ms. Yoko Igarashi."

Yoko Igarashi said in a flustered tone, "No, I..."

The door was pushed open.

"I found this in my sister's room," Edogawa Conan said, holding a coil of thin transparent thread in his hand.

"Conan? Is this..."

The elementary school student in school uniform replied: "Hmm! Mr. Ayatsuji asked me to find it. It is probably a prop used to lock the windows."

...Put your own name on it?

Ayatsuji pedestrians glanced at Edogawa Conan, but did not reveal it.

"..." The evidence was right in front of her eyes, and Yoko Igarashi stepped back dejectedly, leaning on the railing of the balcony, covering her face and crying bitterly.

"Miss Igarashi, why did you do such a thing?" The maid who had been keeping silent finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Haven't your relationship with Mr. Igarashi always been very good?"

Yoko Igarashi burst into tears, looking at her hands blankly: "I don't know either. Why?"

She raised her head to look at Hanazawa Kumi, and muttered to herself: "I remember now. I don't want him to marry Miss Hanazawa, my father should be with my mother... no... but this is not at all Impossible, why do I think so? Why on earth...why should I kill him?"

Ayatsuji pedestrian frowned and remained silent.

For some reason, he always felt a sense of disobedience in this matter——

With a click, there was a small sound of something breaking apart.

Yoko Igarashi hadn't realized what was happening yet.

Pain, sadness, bewilderment, remorse, complex and profound emotions turned into astonishment in an instant, and the girl's body lost the support of the railing and fell to the balcony like weightlessness.

Dancing like a butterfly.

The tail of the girl's pure black long hair spun in a beautiful arc, making it difficult to look directly under the glare of the sun.

The wind howled.

"Miss Yoko!"

The birds resting on the tree fluttered their wings and let out a mournful cry.

The incident ended with the accidental death of the prisoner Yoko Igarashi.

After dealing with the follow-up matters, Edogawa Conan sat on the sofa on the first floor with a sullen expression, listening to the conversation of several people.

"Miss Igarashi and Mr. Igarashi have a very good relationship. I can tell this kind of thing at a glance," said the maid. Her father often laughs when getting along, so I think Miss must like her father very much... So I can't imagine that Miss will kill Mr. Igarashi."

"I think so too. Although it's a bit strange to say that... But I think Yoko doesn't object to my relationship with his father," Hanazawa Kumi also hesitated, "The child will bring me a special gift every time he travels. If If you don’t like me, there’s no need to do it. It’s unbelievable to kill people for that kind of reason.”

"I see," Ayatsuji pedestrians responded lightly.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he stood up and walked towards the stairs.

"By the way, Ayatsuji-sensei," Hanazawa Kumi called him.

"what happened?"

"As for Yoko, although she...may have really done those things, I don't think what she told you about 'be careful with death' is not a lie. I was also predicted some things before, and they all came true. So , Ayatsuji-sensei, you must be careful."

Ayatsuji pedestrian nodded and then left.

Yoko Igarashi's room was ordinary.

A bed, a desk.

Probably because he was still in school, there was a tall bookshelf in the room, with textbooks of various subjects lined up on it.

The bed was full of puppets.

Apart from a laptop computer, there is only a photo frame on the wooden table.

Ayashiji pedestrians stepped forward, and the photo showed Yoko Igarashi, Naoki Igarashi, and another strange woman—presumably Yoko Igarashi's biological mother.

Ayatsuji pedestrians glanced at the situation inside the house.

The room didn't look out of the ordinary.

Yoko Igarashi's reaction before his death was too strange, but in fact

Ayatsuji pedestrian opened the desk drawer, and there was a notebook inside.

—A diary?

[2.10, sunny] I went shopping with Ms. Hanazawa today, the snacks in Tokyo are really good.

[2.29, sunny] School is about to start and I haven't finished my homework yet, woo.

[3.1, sunny] It turns out that there is a church nearby, and the priest is also very kind.

[3.3, sunny] I made an appointment with Ms. Hanazawa to go to Hokkaido next week (don’t forget it).

[3.4, sunny] That priest is really amazing, even better than the professors in the school!I'll ask him next time...

"Father"?

Ayatsuji pedestrian looked at the forest outside the window and narrowed his eyes.

If the malice I felt at that time was not an illusion, then there must be something wrong with that church.

Just as he was thinking this way, a cloud of mist swirled on the table.

The detective holding the diary paused for a moment, staring at the sudden fog with a cold expression.

A few seconds later, the dark purple to almost black mist gradually dissipated, and a black card appeared on the desk.

A freshly folded white rose, still stained with dew, was pressed on it, and the two matched well, which was extremely eye-catching.

On the pure black card was written familiar English——

"—Waitin' for you."

The author has something to say: I remember that I said two chapters ago that the next chapter will talk about the identity of the sender... Cough,

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