In the mansion.

Shibakusa Mitsuko, who was holding a book, was even more dazed when she heard Tang Ze's words.

This kind of uneasiness caused by something happening, but not knowing, and not being able to control the overall situation, gushes out, and when it is translated into actual action, it makes her face cold, and she turns around and wants to leave.

But Tang Ze stood in front of the other party with a stride, "You once said that the teacher's right hand accidentally fell during the daytime exercise and was injured in order to stabilize the balance of his body. ”

Looking at the other party's constricted pupils, Tang Ze smiled, picked up the book in the other party's hand and held it in front of the other party, "It seems that you also realize that, that's right, this light book is specially designed to show the difference from the ordinary, and it is specially used in a horizontal version."

Moreover, the book itself is opened to the left, and it is most convenient to hold the spine with the right hand and turn the pages with the left hand, and this naturally does not use the right hand, even if the right hand is injured, it does not matter. ”

These words made Shibakusa Mitsuko stunned for a moment, and then looked down at the book in his hand blankly, "I..."

"You once said that it was hard for Mr. Murakami to flip through a book with his right hand!" Tang Ze unceremoniously interrupted what she wanted to say, leaning forward to look at the other party condescendingly, "But this book doesn't use the right hand at all, and there is only one answer I can think of!"

That is, before you left, you didn't see Murakami-sensei reading this book at all!

Because you didn't actually see Mr. Murakami reading, the testimony will be wrong as a matter of course!

So what did you see? ”

Looking at Shibakusa Mitsuko, whose expression became unnatural, Tang Ze took another step without waiting for the other party's answer, making Shibakusa Mizuko unconsciously step back again, and the next moment the answer she least wanted to hear slowly came out of Tang Ze's mouth.

"What you see is not Mr. Murakami reading a book in the study, but the appearance of falling asleep!"

"Wait!" Shibakusa Mitsuko spread her fingers and brushed her hair back, calming herself down again, "Do you want to say that I killed Murakami-sensei?"

Don't forget, Mr. Murakami took sleeping pills by himself, so it doesn't matter at all! ”

"Yes!" Tang Ze nodded in agreement as a matter of course, "The sleeping pills were taken by Mr. Murakami himself, and there is nothing controversial about this. ”

"Didn't Mr. Murakami die in an accident?" Shibakusa Mitsuko asked rhetorically, "Why do you say that I killed Murakami-sensei!?" ”

"Your lie shows that you know that Mr. Murakami fell asleep after taking sleeping pills because the effects of the pills began to work."

Tang Ze stretched out his index finger and approached Shibakusa Mitsuko: "I have rehearsed countless tricks in my mind, but from your only lie, I see the answer that leads to the truth.

This is not a suicide or accidental death, nor is it homicide. ”

"What the hell is that!" Yumi Miyamoto couldn't help but open her mouth on the side and asked first.

"Indirect intentional!"

Hearing this word, the criminals present showed their expressions one after another, but Shibakusa Mitsuko was a little confused and said: "Indirect intention, what do you mean?" ”

Intentional homicide must have been heard of by everyone.

The gangsters shoot the enemy in the head with a pistol, or poison the enemy, these murders are called intentional homicide.

And hunting in the hunting ground with a shotgun, but when you shoot the prey, suddenly a hunter next to you suddenly chases the prey, and it hits the muzzle of your gun, and you shoot the opposite side in the head.

This is called manslaughter.

This is a good distinction between whether the killer intentionally killed or because of an accident that caused the death of the other party.

In the case of indirect intentionality, it probably belongs to the intersection of intentional homicide and manslaughter, which is probably the part where the two circles meet.

For example, the husband who suffers from heart disease suddenly falls ill and falls to the ground in pain to find it.

At this time, the wife who came out of the bedroom found out about the situation, but instead of rushing to get medicine for her husband, she quietly closed the bedrooms and let her husband die of a heart attack.

Although he didn't kill people directly, if he didn't care about it, he would definitely die, and if you chose to die at this time, then this is indirect intention.

In other words, you are not actively pursuing the killing, but you are not effectively preventing it, but you are watching it happen.

Don't think that you won't encounter similar things in your daily life, such as the act of throwing things from high altitudes that often happens around us.

If you know that throwing something from a tall building may cause casualties, but you still throw it, that is indirect and intentional.

In Neon's law, indirect intentional and intentional homicide are considered the same crime.

"No!! Mr. Murakami fell asleep after I left!! Shibakusa Mitsuko shook her head sharply.

"Then how do you explain the lie that you lied and saw Murakami Sensei reading a book with his right hand?" Tang Ze's words made Shibakusa Mitsuko speechless for a while, and in the end she could only replace her answer with silence.

Shibakusa Mitsuko wants to be a writer, so she becomes a disciple of the admired Murakami-sensei.

However, at her age, she still hasn't been able to make her debut, and finally has to write as a gunman instead of Murakami-sensei.

That night, Shibakusa Mitsuko continued to write as usual.

"The Reasoning of Love is really well written!" Takaki Murakami came to Shibakusa Mitsuko in a nightgown and a glass of water, and praised it: "My name has been super popular recently!" ”

"You've won the prize..."Shibakusa Mitsuko forced a forced smile.

"Mitsuko, it's good to meet you, I'm going to trouble you before I die, and it doesn't matter if I get paid less." Takaki Murakami smiled, "I just took my medicine, if I fall asleep in the study, please wake me up and go to the bedroom." ”

"I see," Shibakusa Mitsuko nodded in agreement, enduring the tingling in her heart.

"Then you can think about the ending." Saying that, Takaki Murakami yawned and walked into the study.

And Murakami's sincere words did not make Shibakusa Mitsuko have loyal thoughts.

On the contrary, the idea of wanting to debut and publish her work under her own name began to grow stronger and stronger in her mind.

But until this time, the depression in her heart was just depression, and the idea of debuting was just a stronger and stronger thought, but she didn't have any plans for whether to do it or what to do.

Because today is the finale of the work, she soon abandoned distractions and began to concentrate on work.

When the finale of the work was all written, she suddenly looked up at the watch hanging on the wall, only to find that it was already 10 o'clock.

At this time, she suddenly remembered what Mr. Murakami had told before, and hurriedly came to the study and opened the door.

And then...