They are not Lord Qingtian, not even county magistrates, they are just a group of ordinary people responsible for fighting strange demons.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely solemn, even like a depressing volcano.

Mrs. Hongcun was originally a graceful and elegant beautiful woman, but now she seemed crazy. She kept banging her head on the ground, her voice was hoarse, and she completely lost her sense of beauty. The haggard and tortured madness completely broke out. .

"What happened?"

The kid picked up the corpse's nails and found that there were obvious stains on the corpse's index finger, and there was also a faint smell of bitter almonds.

"Good people don't get good rewards, bad people don't get punished, and even bad people can occupy a major part of the cake in this world. Perhaps, human beings are not biological monsters..." Qiao Shuya looked at Old Chen, "But , in my heart, I am more like a devil than a strange devil."

The monitor continued, and finally she sighed: "Also, Mrs. Hongcun, the gun in your hand is a toy gun, right?"

"Something's wrong, something's very wrong..."

Wait, bitter almond flavor?

Cyanide is colorless and odorless. It only smells like bitter almonds when it reacts with human cells. However, that reaction also takes a long time.

However, why would such a thing be asked of the Watchers? They cannot interfere in politics. The Watchers are just pure monster killers, and everything they do is only related to matters related to the monsters.

She was sentenced to two years in prison, and this was because Mr. Sakurai Takahiro was ultimately deemed to have committed suicide.

Are there such lunatics? They deliberately committed suicide at Brother Long's wedding, and what kind of trick was it for?

Like Qiao Shuya and others, they immediately felt that the local plutocrats in District 11 were causing trouble.

Along the way, the atmosphere was very depressing and several people were silent.

"Aqiao, oh, I don't want to say anything. District 11, well, actually this kind of thing happens everywhere." Old Chen touched his panda head, as if he wanted to comfort him. He seemed to be in a bad mood at this time. Qiao Shuya, but I don’t know how to comfort him.

At this time, Mrs. Hongcun angrily pressed the gun against Yoshida Tsumugi's temple and shouted: "I want you watchmen to complete everything I said. I want the illegitimate son of the Sanleng Group to pay for my daughter's life." !Hurry up or I will kill this girl!"

And Higashino kid gradually understood everything. He also discovered the truth. Even the method of this case was based on the method in the famous work "The Devotion of Suspect X" by Keigo Higashino, the famous suspense novelist in District 11.

Because of this incident, Brother Long's grand wedding ended hastily. No one was in the mood for fun anymore. Everyone seemed to be preoccupied with something.

"Ms. Hongcun, someone here wants to visit you." the prison guard said.

"Because, I have cheated on my wife, and Mr. Sakurai Takahiro is Rena's real father..."

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hiromura, to disappoint you. The person who hit you to death was Iwasaki Ryunosuke. He hid in District 1 to take shelter. Yesterday, he was cleared by the District 1 police because he did not cooperate with the District 1 police's search there.

Magazine, this is a photo." Yoshida Tsumugi took out a photo and placed it in front of Mrs. Hongcun through the glass.

Feelings: They had more than a hundred watchmen just now, and all of them were threatened by this imitation gun.

In the photo, the rich second-generation young man was shot at least a dozen times. He was lying on the ground covered in blood. There were several bloody footprints behind him. He seemed to be trying to escape after being shot. He stretched out his left hand and pointed at the road extending ahead.

, making weird gestures.

"Yes..." She raised her head and looked at Qiao Shuya, "We have no choice but to use this method of death to make you pay attention, so that you can stand up and uphold justice for us... We can't find anyone

Anyone can only find the watchmen of the People's League..."

However, Yoshida Tsumugi, whose skin had come into contact with the muzzle of the gun, understood that this was just a toy gun, to be precise, it was just a simulated gun, and it looked like it could still fire BB bullets.

For a moment, Mrs. Hongcun was stunned. Tears filled the corners of her eyes, slid down her cheeks, and even dripped on the monitor's neck.

"I..." Mrs. Hongcun was stunned and let go of her holding hands. She knelt down on the ground and burst into tears.

The watchmen present seemed to want to take action, but many of them were stopped by other colleagues around them.

Qiao Shuya began to understand why there were so many dense cults in District 11, which were springing up like mushrooms after a rain, and it was impossible to kill them all.

Outside the prison, Qiao Shuya was waiting against the wall.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Sakurai committed suicide, so what is our purpose?" Mrs. Hiromura's gun continued to press against Yoshida Tsumugi's temple, directly sticking it to her head.

At this moment, Mrs. Hongcun panicked. She rushed forward desperately and said: "Watcher, no, no, no!"

"No, Joseph, what would happen if you discovered a person who had just taken cyanide and treated him with holy light as quickly as possible?" Fuutarou said.

Her face already had an expression of despair, like a walking zombie.

Is this very dark? For Lao Chen, it is actually not necessarily true, because he has seen many similar bullying things when he traveled around the world.

The dusk sun shone on the ground, and the dust in the air was clearly visible in the sun. But in front of the jeep, no one could care about such a thing.

However, Higashikata beside Detective Megure was also wondering why this person smelled of bitter almonds so quickly...

For example, she was originally a wealthy wife with a net worth of tens of millions, and her daughter Rena Hiromura was the top student in the girls' junior high school. The originally happy family was almost destroyed because of this incident.

"This is District 11, with a stupid local government, unscrupulous plutocrats and gangsters, and ordinary people who have been suppressed to the point of perversion. This land has no hope and light, only despair and reincarnation." Nakamura branch president said gloomily.

Three days later, Tokyo Women's Prison.

Mrs. Hongcun is not exaggerating. On the contrary, she still has many experiences that she has not told.

"Mrs. Hongcun, stop it." The kidnapped squad leader did not show any fear at this time and sighed slightly.

Only then did Qiao Shuya see him. The president of the Nakamura branch was also here, but he had been hiding and smoking a cigarette and did not participate in it.

"But the deceased, Mr. Sakurai Takahiro, had already taken cyanide for more than two minutes and died for more than one minute when Aqiao released the Holy Light, so the Holy Light was completely ineffective."

After Yoshida Tsumugi left, looking at the photo of the empty magazine across the glass, she lay on the glass and cried bitterly.

"Take it away." Qiao Shuya's expression remained calm, and the other watchmen suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"The pain and wailing of cyanide poisoning are inevitable, but why did Mr. Sakurai not wailed when he was poisoned, but endured the pain and did not fall until death? Even with so many watchmen present, they did not

I found out that someone was also covering for him."

"Huh, I understand..." Qiao Shuya just turned around and said: "Do you have a lawyer? Sue Mrs. Hongcun for crimes such as endangering public security, committing suicide, picking quarrels and provoking trouble, etc., and send her to jail

prison."

Seeing the squad leader come out and seeming to have put down a heavy burden, Qiao Shuya just smiled and said: "I thought of a sentence, for lofty things, it is enough to be close to it. It is happiness enough. This is Keigo Higashino's novel "The Devotion of Suspect X"

"middle."

"Are you talking about me?" The monitor smiled and took the initiative to hold Qiao Shuya's hand.

"No, I'm just talking about myself." Qiao Shuya returned.

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