Xingshi controlled the rhythm, leaving some time for everyone to think, and only then continued to speak after everyone showed an expression of understanding something.

"It seems that you have all discovered that if you enter here with the clothes of the dead, you will inevitably be questioned by the security guard."

"In other words, even if the deceased followed Miss Yoko, he would follow the outside of this apartment at most. He knew that Miss Yoko lived here, but the deceased could not know which room it was, right, Mr. Yamaki."

Others only thought Xingshi would ask him because this might be what Yamaki said, but Conan noticed that after Xingshi spoke, he had been targeting Yamaki intentionally or unintentionally.

"Maybe he came in with Yuko and kept following her." Yamaki said with little confidence.

"Forget it, you don't believe this." Xingshi rolled his eyes.

"Aside from the idol's identity, just from a man's perspective, what do you think of Miss Yuko?"

After asking, Xingshi didn't give him time to answer, and directly expressed his opinion.

"If you don't speak, you're still very good at temperament. It's the type that makes the opposite sex unable to help but watch more."

"It's too rude to not speak." Yuko muttered in dissatisfaction, but judging from her slightly red face, Xingshi's praise for her was still very helpful.

"I think the security guards in this building shouldn't be all women." Without caring about Yuko's complaints, Xingshi continued to say on his own.

"In other words, when Miss Yuko walks here, the security guards passing by will look at her intentionally or unintentionally, right?"

"When we look at the deceased, his clothes are incompatible with the place. Because it is a stalking, his behavior must be a bit sneaky. Will such a man follow Miss Yuko and keep watching Miss Yuko turn a blind eye?"

"You, how do you know that the security guard has not come to ask? You were not present at that time? Maybe the security guard has asked the deceased?"

After everyone simulated the situation of Xingshi in their heads, Yamaki stuttered and expressed his objection. Except for Conan, everyone else looked at Xingshi in discomfort and waited for his answer.

Noting Conan's rolling eyes, Xingshi was also helpless about others not understanding such a thing.

"Please, you must know that Miss Yuko comes here to do something shameful. She will inevitably be careful. If she makes a little disturbance, she will be startled."

"But just as Uncle Maori said, the deceased admitted the wrong back of the two. What does this mean? It means that the deceased has never seen Miss Yuko's front, that is, there has never been a thing that scares her behind Miss Yuko."

"If a security guard suddenly calls someone behind me, I think Miss Yuko won't look back."

Seeing everyone's sudden enlightenment expression, I had to explain this kind of thing specifically. Xingshi was really tired.

"Although what you said is reasonable, the fact is that the deceased did it." After thinking it through, Memu began to call Mr. Zong Si again.

"Yes, that's right, such an unreasonable thing has indeed happened, so there must be some reason for them to be reasonable." Xingshi said in accordance with Megu's words.

"So what is the reason? If it is in reasoning or in a film and television drama, it can also be explained as a forceful and reasonable way to make the plot develop, but reality cannot force it."

"So I thought about it and then thought about it, and only thought of one possibility, that is, the security guard knew the deceased, and not just one security guard, but most security guards knew it."

"Either they know that the deceased lives here, or they have seen people living here bringing the deceased in and out. Only in this way can they remain silent about a man with strange behavior. So who is the person who brought the deceased in and out?"

After Xingshi finished speaking, the people present turned their attention to Yoko and her agent. It was obvious that they were the only ones who could have this possibility on the scene.

"Maybe the deceased knew other people who lived here, maybe." Seeing everyone's eyes, Yangqi said nothing, but Yamaki didn't say anything about the suspicion.

"Maybe, but if such a thing cannot stand the investigation, you will get results after asking all the residents."

When Megu heard that Xingshi was giving them such a large amount of workload casually, she wanted to say something, but was blocked by the words behind Xingshi.

"Of course, I have something to say later, so there is no need to do such a troublesome thing." Xingshi looked at Yamaki and showed a sarcastic smile.

"I said before that Miss Yoko doesn't have to cry for such a man. It's not just to comfort her, but because, in my opinion, does the deceased really love Miss Yoko?"

"But, brother Zong Xiang, how do you explain this?" Memu raised the diary in Yang's hand.

"How can you really write your thoughts in your heart like a diary?" He reached out to take the diary and Xingshi casually flipped through it.

"In my opinion, most people who write diaries have two kinds of psychology. One is that they are afraid that the diary will be seen, and the other is that they hope that the diary will be seen."

After reading it, Xingshi threw the diary back.

"The former will hide some thoughts because of fear, while the latter will slightly modify some things out of showing off, that is, no matter what kind of psychology, there are more or less lies in the diary."

Xingshi's words made people who were used to writing diaries close their eyes and recalled their psychological activities when writing diaries. Finally, they opened their eyes and nodded helplessly to agree.

"Even if this is the case, it is too arbitrary to rely on this point alone."

Even if he agreed, Memu still felt that Xingshi's words could not stand the scrutiny. After all, Xingshi's age would not have the kind of love and hate experience.

"Of course, this won't be the only one. I want to say, if the deceased really love Miss Yoko, how could it be..."

"You might not mean to say that true love is let go, and it's so rustic that only on TV can be found."

Xingshi was interrupted by Conan halfway through his speech. He really couldn't help it, and he didn't care that he was too outspoken to say such words at this time.

[Really, can't you tell the truth you know quickly? Who did you learn this kind of hard-working and procrastinating reasoning?]

The irritable Conan stared at Xingshi with his half-moon eyes. Although Xingshi was right so far, he admitted that his reasoning was ignoring something, but he still felt unhappy about being overthrown by Xingshi.

"Of course I won't say such things anymore." Xingshi glared back without showing any weakness.

"Oh, is that right? I don't know who said it just now. I don't want to see women crying, and I can't see it in TV series now."

Conan put his hands behind his head and continued to pour out his fire.
Chapter completed!