Everyone stared at the tour guide suspiciously: "'Go for you'? Don't you go by yourself?"

The tour guide was honest and honest: "I found that all those who went out alone were dead."

Everyone: "..." OK, it makes sense.

But Hattori Heiji was not convinced and still frowned: "Then why don't you find someone to accompany you?"

The tour guide was modest: "I don't have any talent in fighting. If someone is determined to attack, I'm afraid I will only drag people down."

“…”

Although it sounds a bit shameless, people are so open and honest that they are afraid of death, and they really can't blame them - especially since the meals are made by the tour guide these days. They eat people short and the corners of Hattori Heiji's eyes are pounding wildly. They want to say something, but they can only endure it back.

Finally he sighed and looked at Jiang Xia: "Let's go get it."

Although the rest of the people were a little dishonest, so many people gathered in the living room to take care of each other. As long as he and Jiang Xia go and go back quickly, the problem should not be big.

Jiang Xia had no objection and nodded. Soon, two high school detectives went out together and walked towards the small warehouse next door.

As soon as the figures of the two disappeared, someone moved on the sofa restlessly. He seemed to want to follow, but he did not get up in the end.

Vodka stared at the door: "..."

Originally, he also thought that the matter of "taking flour" was full of conspiracy, but now, Jiang Xia has actually gone.

...So now, is the real danger next door or here?

An organization cadre fell into deep thought.

...

"Why do I think this group of people are all weird and none of them are normal?"

On the way to the small warehouse, Hattori Heiji couldn't help but mutter to Jiangxia: "Everyone is like a murderer, but it seems like no one is... What is your reasoning going to be? Don't you plan to communicate with me?"

Jiangxia suddenly stopped and whispered under Hattori Heiji's confusion gaze: "There are people over there."

Hattori Heiji: "?!"

He was startled and then sneered: "It's just right! Although I prefer reasoning, it's good to physically defeat the murderer in this emergency moment."

As he said that, he touched his arms and actually took out a broken stool leg. Hattori Heiji played with a handsome sword flower and held the stool leg in his hand like a wooden sword.

"..." Jiang Xia, "When did you break up secretly?"

Hattori Heiji: "What a secret break, I picked it up!"

Jiang Xia remembered the living room around when the second body was found, which was destroyed by the murderer: "Picking up physical evidence randomly, you are destroying the crime scene."

Hattori Heiji was stubborn and then said stubbornly: "The police will not come for a while. Even if I don't move, the murderer will definitely deal with the scene - let's not talk, hurry up and catch the man!"

As he said that, he touched his waist, he actually took out another one: "Do you want it?"

Jiang Xia silently pushed away the broken wooden stick in his hand and shook his own stick.

"This thing is still easy to use." Hattori Heiji looked at it enviously and muttered, "I also got one before, but when I went to school, I accidentally fell out and was confiscated by the security guard..."

Jiang Xia interrupted his memory: "Can you still arrest anyone?"

"Catch!" Hattori Heiji retracted his attention from his stick that died before he could get out of the army, and gave Jiang Xia a wink. The two of them approached the figure in the corner from different directions.

The figure was lowering his head, tinking and tinking something.

The noise covered the sound of footsteps close. It was not until Hattori Heiji's shadow fell on the wall that the black shadow came to his senses and jumped up.

Hattori Heiji immediately swung his wooden stick and shouted: "Stop and don't run!"

Of course, the brutal murderer would not be obedient, so Hattori Heiji shouted, while quickly simulating his escape route in his mind, and then adjusted his posture of holding the knife... and holding the legs of the bench to ensure that he could attack in all directions at any time.

The next moment, with the sound of "Woo--" breaking through the air, he swung his stick in the air with a chic...

——The next moment he shouted "Stop and don't run", the black shadow bent over and squatted on the ground with a silence.

After a flash of slam, Hattori Heiji who almost hit the wall: "..." Wait, why didn't this guy follow the routine?

He returned to defense anxiously, but at this moment, he heard Jiang Xia beside him say, "Mr. Kobayashi? What are you doing here."

"Kobayashi?" Hattori Heiji stabilized his center of gravity and looked down. Then he realized that the black shadow was not about squatting down and giving him a sweeping leg, but after he shouted "Don't run", he quickly squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.

——The black shadow in front of me is nothing but the famous painter who loves to paint corpses.

"...When did you run here?" Hattori Heiji was stunned for a moment, and a terrifying feeling of being a ghost.

After a while, he realized that when everyone was discussing who came to get the face, it seemed that he didn't see Kobayashi Xinger. The existence of this taciturn painter was so low that he didn't notice this until now.

"What are you doing squatting here?" Hattori Heiji asked angrily, and looked down at the ground.

There was no such thing as a tool for crimes like hammers and axes that he imagined, but only a little ordinary-sized wrench and screwdriver.

Kobayashi Xingji looked at Jiangxia, then looked at Hattori Heiji, and suddenly showed a mysterious smile: "It's nothing, I'm just free and listen to the news."

"Listen to the news?" Hattori Heiji, "When the real estate developer died, weren't all the things in the house destroyed by the murderer? Where did you get the radio?"

Kobayashi Xinger smiled and said, "It's still the same one, I've fixed it."

He put down his head-hunting hand, stood up, and said in an unprecedented fanatical tone: "I finally know - the true identity of the murderer."

"You know?" Hattori Heiji looked at him suspiciously, "Who is it?"

Kobayashi Xinger looked at the two detectives in front of him: "The murderer is..."

“…”

He thought for a while and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Hattori Heiji: "...you are playing tricks on us!"

Kobayashi Xingji touched his baby sketchbook: "I just think the timing is not right."

Hattori Heiji looked at him speechlessly: "Okay, stop being mysterious, hurry up and go to the restaurant, dinner is about to start."

He didn't take the painter's reasoning seriously, and the other party was determined to be a riddle, so he was too lazy to ask.

After all, as a detective, Hattori Heiji had already seen many people who were confidently shouting "I know who the murderer is!", and based on experience, their accuracy rate was less than 1% - of course, those who equally suspect the answers of all the suspects at the scene cannot be counted.
Chapter completed!