Officer Megumi asked some questions again, but still found nothing. It was as if someone had completed the entire case where they could not see it.

Officer Megura looked through his notebook and asked all the questions he wanted to ask. After asking, he didn't seem to know what he was doing.

The forensic department was taking photos and collecting evidence, preparing to transport the body back to the bureau; the rest of the police were checking the things in the room, the specific identity of the deceased and the waiter had someone go to investigate, and these were not achieved in a short period of time.

He looked around and looked at Shangkawa Shun, "Brother Shangkawa, do you have anything to ask?"

Kurakawa Shin shook his head, "No."

Gao Yuanan looked up at him, he couldn't figure out what the boy's attitude was.

Although he seemed to know nothing, it was not a coincidence that several encounters were met. His intuition told him that the boy already knew who did it, and that he confirmed this matter when he first met.

Yinzi doesn't like chrysanthemums. She thinks chrysanthemums are too noble and cannot be worthy of an ordinary and small girl like her.

She likes lilies, asters, and floating cherry blossoms, but she doesn't like noble chrysanthemums.

After the two of them left, he returned to the tombstone. The small monument that few people worshiped came three people for the first time, and two bouquets of flowers.

The two teenagers seemed to be just to come here... to send a bouquet of flowers...

It was completely dark, and the police blocked the scene and prepared to return to the police station.

"Mr. Gao Yuan, the police will summon you at any time these days. Please cooperate with the investigation. If you think of anything, please contact us immediately."

"OK."

As he got into the police car, Conan pondered all the way. He suddenly thought of something and was about to talk to Kawasun when he suddenly found that he was not in the car.

"Where is Brother Uchikawa?"

"Hankawa has gone home."

Kurakawa Shun did not go home. He stood under the samurai statue. The statue of the warrior several stories high made the two people below look like two ants.

Seeing the police Kaiyuan, Gao Yuanan was about to leave, when the boy next to him suddenly spoke something.

"You said, will the warriors who slay dragons eventually become evil dragons?"

"What?"

"The warriors who slayed the dragon had been fighting with the evil dragon for too long and accidentally got contaminated with the dragon's blood. The old dragon died, but a new dragon is being born."

Kurakawa Shin said something unknown, and the atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Gao Yuanan looked at the boy next to him, his expression was still calm, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was warning something.

Gao Yuanyan was silent for a while. Will he become an evil dragon? He himself didn't know.

"What if the Warriors can stick to their original aspirations?"

"That depends on what the Warriors' original intention is. Most of the time, things like the original intention will be constantly polluted with the Warriors' struggle."

Gao Yuan listened to him silently, neither agreeing nor denying it.

"There is limited in human information, and no one is an omniscient and omnipotent God. When a warrior makes a mistake in judgment, it is not far from the destruction of the warriors.

Therefore, for the warriors who want to destroy the evil dragon, they cannot take a wrong step!”

Gao Yuanan looked at the boy in front of him. He seemed to be different from anyone he had seen before. Didn’t he already know what he did? If he didn’t participate or stop him, how could this be the attitude that a person trusted by the police should have?

He suddenly became curious, "If I were a Warrior, then...what are you?"

"I'm just an audience."

......

When he got home, as soon as Guekawa Shin turned on the computer, he received an email from Hoshino Shui.

The email is simple, only one sentence.

【Why don’t you take me? I want to go too.】

Shangkawa Shinkawa knocked on a blank expression: [?]

【I want to participate in this case too.】

Seeing Mitsukawa's reply, Hoshino quickly typed out a line of words and sent it. The last case was not settled, and the other party sent another preview letter and committed a second crime.

He was rarely interested in such things, but he was finally interested in them. Not only was he not told, he was also left behind...

Seeing this sentence, Shangchuan was silent for a moment and replied: You didn't say it again.

Shui Hoshino: You haven't told me.

Shun Kazukawa: I don’t think you are interested in this kind of thing...

Shou Hoshino: Your feeling is wrong.

Shangkawa Shun:...

He was not the worm in Hoshino Xiu's belly, so he didn't know what he was thinking? He couldn't see how interested he was in these cases. He just went around with him last time. Apart from that, he didn't see anything he was interested in the case.

Shun Kawakawa: Next time...

The police officer probably couldn't find anything in this case. Judging from the guy's caution, it is very likely that like the first case, the police investigated it and found nothing.

......

late at night.

Gao Yuanan lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. The moonlight shone in from outside the window, bringing a little light to the dark bedroom.

Will the warriors who slay dragons eventually become evil dragons?

Maybe...

At least, he is still the sword-holding warrior, and he has a clear conscience in everything he has done.

Whether it is the beast who attacks Yinzi or the scum who sets fire to death of a family of four, it is all damn!

From the day he received the diary sent by the voice, the fire he had buried for many years could not be extinguished.

"If there is no justice in the world, then let me be just; if the law cannot punish evil people, then let me be their nightmare!"

Why can people who have committed crimes still get away with it? How can they be forgiven if they put on an innocent face?

When he was a child, his parents told him to be righteous and to be kind. But since the day his parents witnessed his death, he knew that he could never be the person they expected.

The seeds of sin began to be planted from that day and quietly took root in life under the roof. When he killed the object of hatred with his own hands, he realized that his heart was already covered with gullies.

The little sister who was following her when she was a teenager suddenly passed away, and he only received a diary that he didn't know when it was mailed.

The depression and despair between the lines in the diary suffocated him. That was the second time he wanted to kill someone so much.

I accidentally heard a drunken man showing off the sin he had committed that year. The wealth brought by sin seemed to make him "a man of the best. Without guilt or compassion, crime seemed to have become something that can be used to show off.

The guilty person still lives well, and the innocent soul buried in the flames can only watch the murderer get away with it, and he still cannot express his grievances.

That was the third time he wanted to kill a person.

He stood up and took out a letter that had been prepared from the drawer.

This is, the fourth one.

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Chapter completed!