Tokyo host

Chapter 247 Reasoning?

[I like you the most, Xun]
After Futaba Makoto saw this bookmark, he hesitated for a moment before finally realizing it.

This is……

confession?

Who?
A series of questions came to Makoto Futaba's mind, but although Kaoru Suzuki's mouth is usually a bit poisonous, his appearance is still exquisite and beautiful. At least Makoto Futaba likes her bob hair without any fine hair. One look at the neat ones and you can tell that they have been taken care of frequently - although occasionally want to rua or even mess up the other party's hair, Makoto Futaba still dare not take action.

So it is not very strange for Makoto Futaba that someone confessed to Kaoru Suzuki.

It's strange that she would keep this bookmark with her and still use it.

and many more.

"Xinhai, I want to ask you something." At this moment, Futaba Makoto seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at Xinhai Qianxue who was still scratching the table.

"What, senior?"

"Is your school a girls' school?" Makoto Futaba asked.

"Well, girls' school, from the teacher to the principal to the guards are all girls." Xinhai Qianxue explained.

In this case.

Futaba Makoto looked at the bookmark in his hand and became even more puzzled. Could it be that the girl confessed to Kaoru Suzuki, Tie Tie?

"But I'm sure that guy likes men." Makoto Futaba put the bookmark in his pocket as he muttered.

After a simple search in the room, the only suspicious thing was the locked drawer, there should be something in it.

But if you don't have a key, it's a little difficult to break open by force.

"Ah Cheng, I should be able to open this." At this moment, Morning Nana said suddenly.

"How to open it?" After hearing what she said, Makoto Futaba showed curiosity.

In the morning, Nana stood up straight, then took a flashlight to illuminate the surroundings, and finally bent down as if she had discovered something, and pulled out a fixed steel wire from under a bed leg.

"Ah Cheng help me take care of it."

"Oh."

In the morning, Nana put the torch on the table, then squatted down and fiddled with the wire in the keyhole.

"This is……"

"This kind of lock is actually very easy to open." When Nana said in the morning, she moved her fingers skillfully.

"No, no, I wonder how you can pick the lock?" Makoto Futaba complained.

In the morning, Nana seemed to think of something. She first glanced at Makoto Futaba secretly, and then her voice became softer: "Yes, sometimes it is useful, so I learned it by myself?"

"You don't know how to steal, do you?"

"No!" Nana's face turned red in the morning, "That's because Ah Cheng always locked the balcony window before, so I couldn't get in from the outside."

So, is it the time when we turned over the balcony...

Ok?
"I said how sometimes you can come in even if you lock the windows." Futaba Makoto said angrily, "That's how it is."

Futaba Makoto actually didn't like this guy who always came in through the window to wake her up, and even locked the window and locked the balcony door for a while, but it still had no effect.

In the end, he simply didn't bother to do it. It turned out that this guy had learned how to pick a lock.

As if she understood the meaning in his tone, Nana stuck out her tongue in embarrassment in the morning, her face full of silly expressions.

"All right."

In about half a minute, Morning Nana suddenly grabbed the wire with her fingers, and then opened the drawer.

"Really opened!"

"It's amazing!" Xinhai Qianxue showed a surprised look.

Futaba Makoto took out the flashlight and shone it into the drawer, then was slightly taken aback.

Because it seemed to contain a lot of strange little vials, and some blackened bandages.

In the morning, Nana took out a bottle out of curiosity, and panic began to appear on her face in the next second: "Ah, Ah Cheng, it's teeth!"

teeth?

Makoto Futaba looked over and found that there were indeed several teeth in the glass bottle.Ordinary is nothing special, but so many of them are stacked together in a bottle, revealing a soul-stirring eerie feeling in this dark room.

Not only that, but other bottles contain things like hair and nails.

What to say.

So many things put together look a little disgusting.

There is also a notebook in the drawer, the signature on it has traces of graffiti, and the words of Sato are faintly written.

"It seems to be that Sato?" Makoto Futaba frowned.

Surprisingly, things like mobile phones, it seems that the dead guy also has some strange things, seems to be a pervert?
After thinking about the bookmark just now——

"Could it be that this Sato wanted to be attached to my Suzuki, and after being rejected, he became angry and caused conflicts, and Suzuki missed and pushed him off the roof?" Makoto Futaba muttered.

"Ah Cheng, what is my Suzuki?" Nana in the early morning heard Futaba Makoto's inaudible muttering to herself, as if she had heard something.

Futaba Makoto froze for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "No, you got it wrong."

"Oh."

Then Futaba Makoto also noticed the bandage, which had solidified black marks on it, much like the blackened appearance of blood after solidification.

Confession bookmarks, abnormal collections, notebooks, bandages...

"Should there be something in the notebook?" Makoto Futaba picked up the notebook, and after opening it, his expression turned ugly, and he even frowned and flipped the pages quickly.

"What's the matter?" Noticing Makoto Futaba's complexion, the person beside him asked.

Makoto Futaba put the notebook on the table and showed it to everyone.

After the notebook on the desktop was spread out, it was covered with all kinds of extremely weird graffiti, for example, a man's head was cut out, but the neck was full of octopus-like tentacles, or it was just a big human face. Full of all kinds of ferocious and dense eyes, etc...

Just turning a few pages of this strange scribble gives a chill down the spine.

"This Sato, what kind of student is he usually like?" Futaba Makoto asked Shinkai Chiyuki beside him.

"Sato-senpai is very gentle and always smiles, just like Suzuki-senpai."

As Xinhai Qianxue spoke, her voice paused again: "But, but these things, I don't know why."

"It seems that there are indeed many things that we don't know." Makoto Futaba sighed.

He felt that it was too much effort to infer anything based on these things alone.

It was impossible for him to ask Kaoru Suzuki face to face.

From a preliminary inference, it is that this girl named Sato is a pervert who likes Kaoru Suzuki, but for some reason she was pushed down from the roof by Kaoru Suzuki and died.

Although it's sorted out in my mind.

But Makoto Futaba feels that things are not that simple, and even reveals strange things everywhere.

"I'm not playing Conan..." Makoto Futaba complained in his heart.

(End of this chapter)