Chapter 70 Party A

"So you poisoned me?"

Megure asked with a frown.

Ishikawa Joji shook his head: "How is that possible? It's impossible for me to believe him just because he said so... and murder is much more serious than blackmail!"

"After listening to what he said, I had already given up on blackmailing Tachibana... I was planning to transfer to another school right away, even though I was about to graduate from high school."

"But after a few months of fear, I realized nothing had happened, and I gradually put my mind at ease..."

"Last night... I saw the envelopes I stole last time, and I thought about putting them back in... So I went back to the dormitory..."

"but……"

He suddenly hugged his head in fear, thinking of the scene he saw when he opened the door last night, his eyes widened: "But Mizutani Shinichi is dead! He was nailed to the wall like that, his heart was dug out, and he stared at me with his eyes wide open..."

"I'm scared... I'm really scared! I just extorted some money, I don't want to die..."

"...So...So I can only kill her to silence her...I don't want to die...I really don't want to die..."

He spoke incoherently, repeated unconsciously, and his tears flowed more and more.

Officer Fujisai, however, showed no sympathy. He asked, "Are you familiar with Shinichi Mizutani?"

Ishikawa Jōji still kept his head down, as if he didn't hear anything.

It was not until Officer Fujisai repeated it loudly that he said, "No... I don't know him. After Su Beixun mentioned his name, I just investigated it and didn't talk to him."

Yusaku Kudo asked from the side: "Did you kill the former principal?"

Ishikawa Joji immediately began to defend himself: "I didn't kill anyone, I only blackmailed Tachibana..."

Megure snorted coldly and said, "You have killed many people now."

Ishikawa Jōji remained silent.

Conan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He didn't understand why Inspector Megure was so aggressive?
But he didn't think much about it, he just sorted out the clear clues in his mind.

The people known to have committed blackmail now include Yoshimori Nobuyuki, Mizutani Shinichi, and Ishikawa Jōji, and there is no guarantee that there may be others as well.

It is not clear who killed the former principal. It is most likely Shinichi Mizutani, but it is not certain.

But it doesn't matter, it won't affect anything.

Although there are many murderers hiding in this school, the camps are clear. If we expand the two people AB to the two parties AB, it is enough to summarize everything.

Conan's eyes flickered.

Now Party B has exposed three people, but knows nothing about Party A, and is not even sure whether it is an individual or a group.

Then, the next step is to shift the direction of investigation towards Party A.

But at this moment, Megure suddenly asked: "Where's your cell phone?"

Ishikawa Jōji calmed himself down and said honestly, "In my pocket."

Megure reached out to take it, but Officer Fujisai grabbed it and frowned, saying, "What do you want to do?"

"He spoke to Su Beixun on the phone last night. I want to see if I can get through... Also, I want to confirm if it's him!"

Officer Fujisai looked at him deeply and let go of his hand.

In fact, he was very dissatisfied with Megure's behavior of meddling in other people's affairs. Not to mention that he had resigned now, even if he was still a police officer in Tokyo, it was not his turn to take the lead in such matters.

But considering that they had the same goal, Officer Fujisai didn't say much.

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Just when Ishikawa Jōji was being interrogated.

In a house next to Minzhi Middle School.

Su Beixun sat backwards on the bench with his legs spread apart and his hands on the back of the chair, complaining to the person in front of him who was doing homework.

"Hey, hey, long time no see, are you just ignoring me like this?"

The man put the completed math paper aside and said, "Su Beixun, I don't have any favorable impression of you. The fact that I can suppress my irritability and talk to you now is already a result of my good self-cultivation."

"How about a change of mood? How about playing a game? There's a new game coming out today, I bought it, do you want to try it together?"

"I reject!"

He lowered his head again and pulled out another paper. The black fountain pen slid between his fingers. He said as he reviewed the questions, "I want to apply to the University of Tokyo. I don't have time to waste on things like this."

"……Oh, I see."

Su Beixun stopped talking, but deliberately pushed up the chair, and the wooden legs made a "clacking" sound against the floor, which was very annoying in the quiet room.

But the other party didn't respond at all, as if he couldn't hear it at all.

Helpless, Su Beixun made small talk again: "Then you better be careful of the police. If they find you, your dream of going to college will have to wait until your next life."

“It doesn’t matter.” The man remained calm, the ink in the pen leaving standard handwriting on the paper: “I am aware of the possible consequences of everything I do, and I am willing to bear the accusations made by society... But before I am truly exposed, I can’t give up my entire life plan.”

"...Well, whatever you want."

Su Beixun sighed, adjusted his sitting posture, and propped up his chin with his hand: "Do you want me to teach you? To be honest, I am very confident in my grades."

"unnecessary."

He was still indifferent, but after a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "Didn't you just go to Tokyo a month ago? Why did you come back so soon? And...what do you mean by stopping me at home and not letting me go to school today?"

Su Beixun smiled lightly and put his face on his forearm: "I was trying to save you...someone poisoned the school today, and I was so afraid that you would be poisoned without knowing it."

He said as if taking credit.

The rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper suddenly stopped, and the other party looked up and stared at him: "Poisoning?"

"Yes, more than a hundred people should die."

"What did you do?"

"No, I just provide medicine."

Su Beixun smiled.

He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed the other person's outstretched wrist!
The tip of the pen stopped in front of him, only one centimeter away from his right eye.

The man snorted coldly: "Su Beixun, I have always felt that no matter how many people I kill, it will not be as effective as killing you... I don't know who you have bewitched in the past few years, but I will eventually settle every blood debt caused by you!"

"Haha, that's great, baby! You have a real sense of justice. You are worthy of being my masterpiece..."

Su Beixun laughed and slapped the table: "You want to kill me? Then keep going. This is the 13th time you've sneak attacked me, isn't it?"

The smile on his face was still as appropriate, like the standard pattern carved on a puppet's face.

Su Beixun clamped the other person's wrist, then stretched out the index finger of his other hand, placed it on the tip of the pen, and pressed hard!
He hissed in pain and thrust his finger in front of the other person: "Look!"

A few drops of blood oozed out of the skin and flowed down the tip of the finger. Su Beixun comforted her, "You hurt me this time, but it can be considered a breakthrough. Don't be discouraged."

Hearing his coaxing tone, the other party fiercely pulled his wrist back, expressionless: "Boring!"

After a moment of silence, he asked again: "Who poisoned me?"

"Oh...you want to kill him."

Su Beixun stuck out his tongue to lick the blood off his finger: "It's a pity it's too late. The police have probably caught him by now - after all, with his character of not taking action until the last minute, it's hard to expect him not to leave any clues... um..."

He frowned, "This is what blood mixed with ink smells like."

The man then said, "He did something like this, even according to Japanese law he should be sentenced to death, right?"

"Ha, who knows."

Su Beixun touched his chin and laughed deeply, "Besides, even if he is sentenced to death, it will probably be more than ten years before the execution begins."

After hearing this, the other party stopped talking.

Su Beixun looked at his expression and said, "Don't make such a stinky face... How about it? Do you want me to help you kill him? Just consider it as an early birthday present for you."

The man didn't answer, but said coldly: "Get out!"

"what?"

"Get out of my house!"

"Tsk, how heartless! I wanted to stay one night."

Su Beixun lamented, but was not angry at all. He stood up obediently and waved goodbye to him: "Go to bed early, your health is the most important."

Click~

The door slowly closed.

The sky outside has turned dark, warm yellow street lights are lit one by one, and thousands of lights are shining brightly in the distance.

Su Beixun stretched, sniffed the fresh air, and thought seriously about what to eat.
But this time!
The phone in my pocket suddenly started vibrating.

He took it out and saw that it was Ishikawa Jōji's number. After thinking about it, he answered it directly.

"Moses Moses~"

He smirked.

"I guess you must be Mr. Fujisai?"

"It's been such a long time no see!"

(End of this chapter)