"Shinichi, Shinichi, come down quickly," Xiaolan stood at the door of Kudo's Shin's family and looked up. He shouted loudly while looking at the hands of his watch.

In about a minute, the door of the villa was opened. Izawa, who came out of it, smiled at Xiaolan, and Shinichi Kudo, who followed him, was carrying his schoolbag, and his other hand was still trying to press down the curled hair.

"Izawazao, what are you holding in your hand," Xiaolan and Shinichi Kudo walked towards the school, looking at what Izawa was holding with curiosity in their eyes.

Izawa replied with a smile, "It's rice balls and fruit salad." ”

"With such a big portion, the amount of food you and Shinichi eat is really amazing. ”

Izawa shook his head, "No, this is for Shiraishi-san." ”

In return for the last meal in Shiraishi, he deliberately looked up the recipe on the Internet. I started doing it in the morning, and I kept tossing back and forth between failure and starting again, and I was finally able to get it right.

I hope Shiraishi-san, too, will like it.

Immersed in his own world, Izawa didn't notice Shinichi Kudo's gloomy look when he looked at his happy face.

"Ring, ring, ring. ”

"Hey?" Shinichi Kudo took out his phone from his pocket and pressed the answer button. Junlang's brows furrowed slightly, and after a few minutes, he spoke again, "Okay, I'll be there later." ”

Picking up his phone, he looked at Ize and Xiaolan, "I can't go to school because of something, Xiaolan will tell the teacher for me." Izawa remembered to go with Xiaolan, and I will go to you as soon as I finish my errands. ”

Before the two of them could speak again, Shinichi Kudo had already turned around and ran away.

"Hey!" Xiaolan gritted her teeth and watched Kudo Shinichi run away, turning back to Izawa and complaining, "See, I'll leave without saying a word." It's too much not to even say why. ”

"Brother Shinichi is in a hurry. ”

Xiaolan pursed her lips and was noncommittal. She pinched Izawa's face and smiled, "It's still you, why are you still so thin." Didn't Shinichi give you a good meal? I knew that guy was unreliable, so why don't you come to my house? I'll make delicious fish dishes. ”

Izawa turned his head slightly to free his face, "Brother Shinichi is very good to me, Sister Xiaolan, don't dig the foot of the wall while he is not there, she won't go with you." ”

"Hey, the little guy is very determined. Xiaolan grabbed Izawa's shoulder and joked, "Tell me how he flattered you." ”

"What's there to flatter. Izawa lowered his head and smiled, his voice attached to the imperceptible low, "Even if it is to flatter, it should not be done by him." ”

The voice behind the conversation gradually subdued, and was covered by the sound of cars passing by the roadside, and Xiaolan didn't hear clearly. Confused, she asked, "What do you say?"

Izawa raised his expression, and a simple smile again, "It's nothing, I didn't say that Sister Xiaolan wants to please Shinichi and likes him." ”

After a short moment of stunnedness, Xiaolan hooked Yi Ze's neck in annoyance, and went down violently, "What do you please him! Why do I please him? When did you see that I liked him!

"Haha, Sister Xiaolan, don't scratch me, it's so itchy, haha, I don't know anything!" Ize hurriedly surrendered, and his originally pale face turned slightly red from frolic.

"And say, see if I don't clean you up!"

The two fought and made trouble all the way to school.

Walking into the classroom, Izawa saw that Shiraishi's seat did not have books yet, and thought that it should still be on the way, so he put the prepared food box on the table.

Before anyone came, I was still thinking about what to say.

Thank you for inviting me to dinner last time, or thank you for taking such good care of me, or are you happy to be friends with you?

Izawa couldn't tell why he cared about Shiraishi, he had never made friends before, and he hadn't chatted and eaten with anyone as easily as a friend. Now this feeling of relaxed anticipation is even better than expected.

In fact, it should be said that he still has something to hope and look forward to.

There was a faint pain in the abdominal cavity, but it was not so uncomfortable.

Probably, it's really in a good mood, so you can endure anything.

There was a commotion in the hallway, followed by a crowd of people running around. Messy shouts and footsteps mingled, and the chaotic sound slowly came over with a sense of foreboding.

The students at the door whispered discussions, and more and more students in the class looked over and walked to the window to wonder what was going on.

"What's going on over there? Where are they're going?"

"Hey, don't go to the bathroom, someone is dead in there. ”

"What? Really, you're not kidding. ”

"It's true, the people in Class D just saw it with their own eyes, and they were scared. I just saw him stunned in his seat like a log, and he didn't respond to anything he said, so he couldn't be stupid. ”

"It's like this when it comes to this kind of thing, and maybe it would be like this if it were me. But what the hell is going on? How could anyone die in there? Who is that person?"

"Who knows, I only heard that it was a student. It seems to be in the second grade class B, and it's called Shiraishi. ”

"It's miserable, who did it?"

Shiraishi?Shiraishi ...... Village?

Izawa stood up suddenly, ignoring the overturned chair and not responding to Xiaolan's shouts behind him, stumbling out and running to the bathroom.

·

Shinichi Kudo pushed open the door and walked in.

"What's the matter with me in such a hurry?"

Twilight Thirteen behind the desk looked up with a heavy expression, "Look at this." ”

Taking the remote control handed by Miwako Sato, Kudo Shinichi looked at her hand that was blue from excessive exertion in confusion, and turned around to click on the video.

The footage in the video is dark and blurry, and it appears to be in a dimly lit room. Looking closely at the space inside one by one, the pattern of distribution inside seems to be very familiar.

Kudo Shinichi thought about it, and his eyes tightened.

This is the restroom in the school!

Then, a masked man wearing a black trench coat and a hat of the same color appeared. He was holding a boy in his hand, still struggling weakly.

The boy's resistance was minimal, and he was quickly suppressed by the man in the trench coat.

The man in the trench coat took a sharp knife out of his pocket and stabbed it mercilessly into the base of the boy's thigh. After making sure he is incapacitated, throw him on the ground. Dark red blood poured out of the wound and immediately merged into an irregular pool of scarlet.

The picture gradually became clearer, and the camera focused on the boy's wound, constantly zooming in. The underwear around him was soaked with blood and pushed away in circles. Immediately afterward, the tip of the knife stabbed into the bleeding area again, and the bleeding speed that had been slowed down was like a catalyst, gushing out again.

With a heavy muffled grunt and a weird chuckle.

As soon as the camera turned, the man in the trench coat took out a thicker dagger. He pressed the boy's left hand and sliced off the fingers he was forced to reach out with quick and ferocious effort.

Five on the left hand, followed by five on the right hand.

The boy couldn't stand the severe pain and began to convulse and fell into a coma.

However, he was soon woken up by a basin of cold water.

The man in the trench coat picked up the ten severed fingers on the ground, pinched the boy's jaw, stuffed all the severed fingers into his mouth, and forced him to swallow. The blood left on the severed finger and the blood from the fingernail cut through the mouth flowed down from the corner of the mouth.

Through the lens, it seems that you can still feel the smell of blood in the air.

The boy reluctantly opened his eyes to look at the man in the trench coat, his mouth slightly open, as if to say something. Immediately after that, the next second, a punch landed on the chest and abdomen, making an inaudible "bang".

All the boy's movements were frozen for a moment, and he silently looked at the man in the trench coat, except for the slight movement of his chest, he could barely tell that he was alive.

The trench coat man stood up and stepped aside. On the snow-white wall, with the blood of the boy's body, write a line of distorted text.

The picture freezes and plunges back into darkness.

The office was extremely quiet for a while, and everyone's expressions were extremely strict.

"Judging from the video scene, we can roughly speculate that the man used drugs or other means to incapacitate the victim in advance and carry out unilateral persecution. First of all, it was a planned murder, and the man's clothing showed no trace of investigation in the camera. Judging from the modus operandi, the other party is very professional, and the involvement of gangs and the like is not ruled out. The last punch was supposed to break the ribs, causing the broken bone spurs to pierce the lungs, causing internal bleeding and slowly death. Whatever the purpose, it's quite cruel. ”

With the analysis of professionals one by one, the malice of the crime leaked between the lines seems to occupy every inch of air. It's like a monstrous monster, lurking in the shadows.

Kudo Shinichi recovered from his momentary shock and looked down in thought. The bloody picture just now kept flashing in my mind, and it seemed that something was about to come out.

What is it exactly?

A familiar place, just the right time to commit the crime...... The boy's figure, the frames of his glasses, and the voice......

Shiraishi-ri!

For a while, Kudo Shinichi thought of Izawa. The boy who had been preparing breakfast for that person since the morning, and was still looking forward to talking about these things with him, already knew it.

...... He, will not be able to accept it.

"Originally, we weren't going to let you see these cruel things, but ......," Twilight Thirteen sighed, rubbing her forehead, "I'm afraid it's not a simple murder, and you see the lines on the wall." I think you're just as good as we are, able to think of ......."

Speaking of which, Twilight Thirteen looked Kudo Shinichi in the eye, "This matter has something to do with Izawa." ”

·

When I ran to the door of the bathroom, there were already many teachers around, and they shouted at the students outside: "Don't gather here, go to class." If you want to use the restroom, please go down to the second floor, where it is already prohibited. ”

Izawa squeezed to the front, just in time to see the row of blood words on the wall through the gap between people-

"Blood, stumps, when the feast of blood begins, long-lost memories will also be recalled. ”

The author has something to say: Happy New Year o(*^▽^*)o Thank you for waiting, Lishao is really back this time, Trojan ~~