"Is it a murderer? I will only know after checking it." Gin's fingers on the handrail were knocked silently, and her eyes were wandering back and forth on the faces of the two.

If it were normal for these two guys who sang the opposite tune, there might have been a few bullet holes on them.

Unfortunately, now...

Gin thought unhappily that he didn't have too many bullets, so it would be better not to waste these chickens that could be twisted with one hand. And it would be better not to kill people now, so as not to accidentally bury important information that could escape this game with the death of the suspect.

His eyes swept over the guests in front of him with their own thoughts, and suddenly sneered:

"By the way, I'll remind you. Jiang Xia is not in the hands of the police now - you have all seen the latest news. He has run away. Among the police who searched him, two people have disappeared for no reason and have not been found yet."

"..." Everyone looked at each other, thinking of the "Jiang Xia" who looked like a good student, and a cold feeling came to their hearts: it was impossible for the police to help Jiang Xia escape for no reason, let alone two of them disappeared at once. In other words, maybe those two were killed by Jiang Xia through some method?

...

"In your words, Jiang Xia is now a free 'murderer' who can act at any time - he used to be Ju Wuliu, now he is a policeman, and in the future he may be someone among you."

Gin said slowly from the perspective of the guests in a gloomy tone that tells horror stories:

"Young people are prone to act irritable, just like Jiang Xia will impulsively knock the head of Wu Liu when she is angry. If she is grateful, he will definitely feel moved."... Of course, this is just the "Jiang Xia" in the eyes of the guests. If it were Wu Zuo, this young demon would probably only let the people who helped him experience what a sinister heart is, such as Bourbon, who accepted Jiang Xia as a "detective junior". Haha, anonymous should really bring him in and discuss it together...

Gin has been busy for a long time and has long developed the ability to use both one's mind and two things.

While he was slandering his colleagues, he continued to persuade him without delaying:

"You can help Jiang Xia find some clues that "maybe it can be used to clear the suspicion". If you meet him one day in the future, this move may be a gold medal for avoiding death - this is not to ask you to lie, but to collect objective evidence to the truth.

"Of course, what I said is just based on the fact that Jiang Xia is really a murderer."

"And if he is not, it is also a beautiful story to help an innocent detective clear his grievances.

"When Jiang Xia wrote an autobiography of the case based on this kind of twists and turns, or he became a real detective after graduation in a few years, the priority of publishing his works will naturally be in the hands of the person who helped him. I heard that the kid is very good at writing some things that are highly readable, and maybe he is a writer who will not be inferior to Juwuliu in the future."

Everyone: "..."

Being gin said this is like "helping Jiangxia", a business that is stable and profitable...

Several people looked at each other a few times, and their hearts were vaguely shaken:

Those who always think that "Jiang Xia is not the murderer" would have helped.

And those who are righteous and have a strong sense of justice feel that it doesn’t seem to be a big deal to help find objective evidence - if an innocent high school student can be saved, it is naturally good; if Jiang Xia is really the murderer, then he can also add some clues to the police.

I was afraid of death and thought it was good to get a life-saving talisman, so as not to follow in the footsteps of the two missing policemen.

After a strong career-oriented calculation, he found that if Jiang Xia was really not the murderer, then regardless of Jiang Xia's future achievements, the case in front of him would also involve the explosive points such as "Ju Wu Liu was killed", "the policeman disappeared", "high school detective", "framework", etc. If written as a documentary incident, it would definitely be a result, and the cost-effectiveness might be higher than digging a river and finding floppy disks at Ju Wu Liu's villa.

Gin swept their expressions and understood: "Then it's settled. If you have any clues, tell me. Of course, because the communication is not very convenient, if Jiang Xia finds you directly, you can tell him directly."

As he was talking, the landline at his house suddenly rang.

Gin glanced at the caller ID and answered the call.

In this era, mobile phones are still a rare device.

Jiang Xia called in a coin-operated telephone booth: "I suddenly remembered that among the guests you gathered, are there people with the surname "Dacun"? - the riddle left by Juwu Liu, 'Rikawa', after writing it as a Roman sound, it can be just as well as the order of "Go to Ask Dacun."

"Dacun?" Ginjiu looked at the people behind her and was silently silent.

To be honest, he really didn't remember who was who...

Fortunately, these people in the living room are either extroverted or often deal with others due to work reasons, and they are very good at seeing each other.

They followed and said, "Omura? It's the president of Feiyue Publishing House. He returned to Tokyo after recording the transcript. I heard that there are new works that are busy."

Gin reposted the sentence as it was, listened to the phone number, and then turned around to ask the person who had just spoken out: "Do you know the residence or phone number of Omura?"

The guest nodded and quickly provided the news he knew: Since he decided to help collect evidence, there was nothing to worry about now, and the president of Omura often deals with people from all walks of life. It was only a matter of time before others wanted to know his family information, so it was better to sell his favors.

...

Gin told Jiang Xia about the matter related to Omura, hung up the phone, and looked at the group of mobs behind him in his eyes.

"It's already very late today, so let's do it first. If there is any other news, tell me as soon as possible." He was quite satisfied with the ability of this group of people to recognize current affairs, "Also..."

Gin suddenly stood up and walked to Tomomi Nona.

Noaka Tomomi had an angel who had used a beauty plan to fail. Later, she followed her colleagues to dig the river for a long time. At this moment, she was so tired that she was about to go home to rest. Unexpectedly, just as she was about to leave, a terrible shadow suddenly fell in front of her.

Nonaka Tomomi was stunned, stood up and looked up at the tall man in front of her, looking a little nervous: "What, what's wrong?"

Ginjiu reached into her pocket with a calm face, and took her hand back before she could react, with a small recorder the size of a palm in her hand.

The recorder was running. Gin looked down, pressed the button to open the lid, and pulled away the tape inside.

Tomomi Nona's face changed slightly.

I immediately smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Sorry, I forgot to close the phone before, I didn't record it on purpose..."

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