Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 257 Where?Kangkang Photos
Suzuki Sonoko felt that he had already exceeded the record speed.

But in fact, she was so frightened that her legs were weak, and she rushed out limply within two steps before she was pinched by the back of her neck and pushed to the ground where the rotten leaves were piled up.

Masahiko Michiri held the knife and knelt on her waist to suppress her movements.

After realizing that Suzuki Sonoko was trembling all over and not struggling at all, Michiri Masahiko relaxed a little, and turned her around leisurely, and said half seriously and half threateningly:

"It's really meaningless to dissect from the back. Rather than killing you directly, I prefer to see your frightened and desperate expressions."

Suzuki Sonoko unconsciously grabbed the hand that was pinching her neck, tears streaming down her face.

The posture of the two of them now reminded her of the horrible experience last night - Masahiko Michiri and the gangster who robbed the house had exactly the same way of controlling people!
Suzuki Sonoko finally came back to his senses and wanted to shout for help, but Masahiko Michiri, who was very experienced, saw her take a deep breath, and immediately covered her mouth, blocking all voices.

He was not in a hurry to kill, but approached Yuanzi and asked her with a smile:
"What about that photo you wanted to show the detective? Now that you know I'm the killer, that photo is useless to you. Why don't you give it to me so I can save you a few stabs later ,How about it?"

photo?What picture?She only has a photo of Xiaolan in a swimsuit!
And it was a partial close-up, except for a part of Xiaolan's body, even the background was the nearby sea water, and the others were not included in the shot at all, so there was no possibility of accidentally capturing any secrets, could it be... could it be Masahiko Michihiko? Also took a fancy to Xiaolan? !

Suzuki Sonoko's mind went blank, and she wanted to shake her head in panic.

Sensing the trajectory of her head movement, Masahiko Michiri sneered, thinking she was pretending to be stupid.

He has been in fear for more than a day, and now that he has torn off the mask of a playboy, the pressure hanging in his heart exploded in an instant, Masahiko Michiri's smile began to twist, and he said bluntly:

"You originally planned to take an embarrassing photo of a strange couple, but after taking the photo, you found that the two people in the haystack were not making out, but a man who couldn't see his face was digging out the woman's internal organs with a knife, so you planned to take that Hand over a bloody photo to the detectives..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooo!", Suzuki Sonoko burst into tears, this man is sick!If she had really taken that kind of photo, she would have dragged Xiaolan to the police station long ago, how could she carry it close to her body, and still want to play, she is not a pervert!
She pulled Masahiko Michiko's arm, and yelled vaguely, wanting to say that you misidentified the person, but Masahiko Michiro thought she wanted to call someone, and pressed her hand even tighter.

……

The goatee policeman really wants to save someone, but he really doesn't know where to find this person in the vast forest.

He wanted to shout, but he was afraid that Daoli Masahiko hadn't planned to do anything, but he was stimulated by the movement, and suddenly stabbed someone to death.

So he could only run around aimlessly. After running for a while, he stopped to wipe off his sweat, and at the same time talked to himself in a bit of confusion, trying to straighten out his thoughts in this way:

"That short-haired girl didn't travel alone, why did Daoli choose her? Could it be that he didn't want to kill someone this time, because he met true love?"

"What are you thinking about? He's not a little girl full of love bubbles."

A voice suddenly came to mind, and the frightened goatee almost bumped his head into a tree.

He turned his head vigilantly, and found that the elementary school student wearing glasses followed him, and Goatee suddenly breathed a sigh of relief:

"...Little brother, don't run around, don't get lost again if you don't find that girl."

Having been small for so long, Conan has spontaneously ignored all the words that treat him like a child.

He wiped the sweat off his face and looked behind the goatee.

There is a tramway there.

It was this that made Conan understand one thing.

"Masahiko Michiri suddenly struck up a conversation with Sister Sonoko yesterday, and after that, he mentioned topics related to 'photos' several times.

"Including 'Ghosts can be photographed with a camera in the cliff restaurant', 'Can I see the photos you took' and so on.

"And after learning that Sister Sonoko hid a photo that he wanted to show Xiaolan's detective boyfriend, he sneaked into Sister Sonoko's room and tried to steal the photo.

"After that, Masahiko Michiri used the car parked on the slope to attack Sister Sonoko.

"This is different from his usual way of disemboweling people. So I think the point of this plan is not to kill people, but to destroy her luggage—to be precise, to destroy the photo that might be hidden in the luggage. .”

Goatee couldn't help being curious. Of course, what he was curious about was not why a child could think of so many things, but:

"...What kind of photo is it?"

At the same time, he also noticed another problem:
"Wait, that's not right. Masahiko Michiri was with you when the car started to slide? Wasn't this case just an accident?"

"It's not an accident, the trick to make the vehicle slide is very simple, just secretly put the ice cubes in the incubator in front of the wheels, then put down the handbrake, and when the ice cubes melt, the car will start to slide.

"As for that photo..."

Conan has sorted everything out, except that Suzuki Sonoko can't be found, everything else is perfect:
"When we returned to the hotel after watching the fireworks the day before yesterday, we happened to pass by the scene of the crime. Moreover, judging from Masahiko Michiri's follow-up reaction, when we passed by, the murder was likely going on."

"...", these words are not so terrible, but Goatee doesn't know why, but feels a chill on the soles of his feet.

Conan didn't care about his reaction, and finally got a good listener who listened carefully to his reasoning and knew how to ask questions. Of course, he had to hurry up and finish everything:
"There is a section of tram track next to the crime scene, and the pantograph of the tram occasionally glows suddenly.

"That night, when the bow frame flashed, the murderer mistook it for a camera flash. He looked behind him in a panic, but just in time to see us passing by, and saw Sister Yuanzi holding a camera, so he mistook her for taking pictures of the murder scene. "

Conan rubbed his eyebrows:
"The only remaining question is why Dori Masahiko loves killing girls with dyed hair so much, but there is nothing to reason about this kind of thing, it is nothing more than some perverted individual preferences..."

Speaking of which, Sonoko...why is she so unlucky.

As early as when Michiri Masahiko struck up a conversation, he felt that there must be something wrong with this person being able to take a fancy to Suzuki Sonoko.But I didn't expect that the premonition would come true so soon...

……

On the other side, Masahiko Michiri seemed to have received Conan's question, and made an explanation at the same time miraculously.

"Didn't I tell you that I was dumped by a slut once, and I was cheated badly by her."

He stretched out his hand to press Suzuki Sonoko, raised his knife and laughed wildly, and activated the villain's exclusive skill - died of talking too much:
"That's why when I see a woman like you posing, I want to dig out your internal organs. You are like the woman who made me fall into the abyss of pain——

"They all dyed their hair!"

Bai Shu stepped in the canopy next to him, and was seriously checking the time, but when he heard the last sentence, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

This is too out of character. If you want to find a reason, you should find a better one with your heart.

After venting the anger in his heart, Masahiko Michiri held the dagger, ready to strike.

At first, it was hatred that supported his murder.

But starting from the second and third... This kind of "revenge" gradually changed.

The blood and viscera awakened the dormant beast in his heart, and he began to be obsessed with the process of killing, just like now—knowing that it is daytime, knowing that the whereabouts of the photos have not been found out, knowing that the girl's Friends are in the woods...

But he couldn't help it.

"Knowing that you still want to die like this, you are the one sent by Yue Lao to tie the knot..."

Bai Shu muttered softly, seeing a black shadow rushing towards Masahiko Michiri from a distance, he turned over and jumped off from the other side of the tree, and slipped away without a sound.

(End of this chapter)