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Officer Mumu asked some more questions, but still found no problem. It was as if there was someone, somewhere they couldn't see, who had completed this entire case.
Officer Mumu flipped through his notebook and asked all the questions he wanted to ask. After asking them, he didn¡¯t seem to know what to do.
The people from the forensics department were taking photos and collecting evidence, preparing to transport the body back to the station; the rest of the police officers were checking the things in the room. He also asked people to investigate the specific identity of the deceased and the waiter. These are not a short period of time. can produce results.
He looked around and focused on Kamikawa Shun, "Brother Kamikawa, do you have anything to ask?"
Kamikawa Shun shook his head, "No."
Gao Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at him. He was not sure what the attitude of this young man was.
Although he seemed to know nothing, the several encounters were not a coincidence. His intuition told him that the boy already knew who did it, and he had determined this when they first met.
Yinzi doesn¡¯t like chrysanthemums. She thinks chrysanthemums are too noble and cannot be worthy of an ordinary and insignificant girl like her.
She likes lilies, asters, and drifting cherry blossoms, but she doesn¡¯t like the noble chrysanthemums.
After the two of them left, he returned to the tombstone. For the first time, three people came to the small monument that few people worshiped, and there were also two bouquets of flowers.
Those two teenagers seemed to come here just tosend a bouquet of flowers
It was completely dark, and the police cordoned off the scene and prepared to return to the police station.
"Mr. Gao Yuan, the police will summon you at any time in the past few days. Please cooperate with the investigation. If you remember anything, please contact us immediately."
"OK."
Sitting in the police car, Conan was deep in thought all the way. He suddenly thought of something and was about to talk to Chuan Shun when he suddenly realized that he was not in the car.
"Where's Brother Shangchuan?"
"He went home to Shangchuan."
Kamikawa Shun did not go home. He stood under the samurai statue. The several-story samurai statue made the two people below look like two ants.
Watching the police drive away, Gao Yuanan was about to leave when the boy next to him suddenly said something coldly.
"Do you think a warrior who slays a dragon will eventually become a dragon?"
"What?"
"The warrior who slayed the dragon fought with the dragon for too long and accidentally got contaminated with the dragon's blood. The old dragon died, but a new dragon was born."
Kamikawa Shun said something unclear, and the atmosphere fell silent for a moment.
Gao Yuanan looked at the young man next to him. His expression was still calm, as if he was talking to himself or warning something.
Gao Yuanan was silent for a while. Will he turn into a dragon? He doesn't know it himself.
"What if the warriors can stick to their original aspirations?"
"That depends on what the warrior's original intention is. Most of the time, things like the original intention will continue to be polluted as the warriors struggle."
Gao Yuanan listened to him in silence, neither agreeing nor denying.
"Human information is limited, and no one is an omniscient and omnipotent god. When a warrior makes a mistake in judgment, it is not far from the warrior's destruction.
Therefore, for warriors who want to destroy the evil dragon, they cannot make a wrong step! "
Gao Yuanan looked at the young man in front of him. He seemed to be different from anyone he had ever seen before. Don¡¯t you already know what he did? Not participating, not stopping, is this the attitude that a person who is deeply trusted by the police should have?
He suddenly became curious, "If I am a warrior, then who are you?"
"Me? Just an audience."
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After returning home, Shun Kamikawa turned on his computer and received an email from Osamu Hoshino.
The email is very simple, only one sentence.
¡¾Why do not you take me? I want to go too. ¡¿
Kamikawa Shun knocked expressionlessly: [?]
¡¾I also want to participate in this case. ¡¿
Seeing Shun Kamikawa¡¯s reply, Hoshino quickly typed out a line of text and sent it. Before the last case was settled, the other party sent another notice letter and committed a second crime.
He was rarely interested in this kind of thing, but when he was finally interested, not only was he not told, but he was also left behind
Kamikawa Shun: I don¡¯t think you are interested in this kind of thing
Hoshino Osamu: Your feeling is wrong.
Kamikawa Shun:
He is not the roundworm in Hoshino Osamu's belly, how can you know what he is thinking? I didn't see how much interest he had in these cases. That is to say, I went to Pingyuan's house with him last time. Other than that, I didn't see any signs that he was interested in the cases.
Kamikawa Shun: Wouldn't it be better if you said you were interested in this case earlier? How would I know you were interested in this case if I didn't say it?
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Late at night.
Gao Yuanan lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. The moonlight shone in from the window, bringing a little light to the dark bedroom.
Will the warrior who slays the dragon eventually become the evil dragon?
maybe
At least, he is still the warrior holding the sword, and he has a clear conscience for everything he does.
¡°Whether it¡¯s the beast who attacked Yinzi or the scum who set fire to a family of four, they all deserve to die!
From the day he received the diary from Yinzi, the fire he had buried for many years could not be extinguished.
"If there is no justice in the world, then let me be justice; if the law cannot punish the wicked, then let me become their nightmare!"
Why can people who commit crimes still get away with it, and why can they be forgiven by pretending to be innocent?
Since he was very young, his parents told him to be righteous and kind. But since the day his parents witnessed their deaths, he knew he could never be the person they expected him to be.
The seeds of evil began to be planted from that day, quietly taking root in the life of being dependent on others. When he killed the object of hatred with his own hands, he realized that his heart was full of ravines.
The little sister who followed her when she was a teenager passed away suddenly. He only received a diary mailed at an unknown time.
The depression and despair between the lines in the diary suffocated him. It was the second time he wanted to kill someone so much.
I overheard a drunken man bragging about the sins he had committed in the past. The wealth brought by his sins seemed to make him a "superior man" all of a sudden. There was no guilt or compassion, and the crime seemed to have become a thing that could be used. Something to show off.
The guilty people are still alive and well, but the innocent souls buried in the flames can only watch the murderers go free, and they still cannot speak out their grievances.
That was the third time he tried to kill someone.
He stood up and took out a letter he had prepared from the drawer.
This is the fourth one.
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