I Was Reborn in Japan, and Opened the Unparalleled in the Supernatural Drama

"Damn it! What is going on here, Qiao Weng will die, and how could the murderer be Brother Jun..."

"Shikatori, the matter hasn't come to a conclusion yet, didn't you just believe that Hirakawa would not be the murderer?"

The two spoke in a low voice.

"Of course I believe Brother Jun, but the problem is that the current evidence is not good for him. The police are here. What should we say... When someone died, he disappeared alone."

"The police will figure it out and you have absolutely nothing to worry about."

"No, Brother Neihai, if you think about it carefully, maybe he really did it... After all, that matter, and before that, he never agreed to Old Man Qiao's request."

"Cough cough!"

Hirakawa Tsurutada, who had been sitting in a wheelchair, coughed twice, his eyes moved over, and slowly watched the two of them.

The voices of Shikatori and Utsumi also stopped, and the scene was awkward for a while.

"Mr. Hezhong, are you all right?"

The little maid Zhizhi leaned closer, and He Zhong whispered something in her ear, which made Zhizhi look a little puzzled.

"What's wrong, Zhizhi."

Ms. Jiangjiao and Dongzi came over pushing the dining car, and the little maid hurriedly told her what He Zhong meant.

"I understand."

After distributing the items on the fast-moving dining car, she bowed to everyone.

"I'm sorry, Master Hezhong is not feeling well. He wants to go back to his room to rest. What's the matter, Mr. Watanabe, Ms. Dongzi, Zhizhi may be too busy, please ask for help if there is anything else."

"Wait a minute, Ms. Jiangjiao, if you stay with Mr. Hezhong, you won't..."

Watanabe stood up.

"It's okay, I will lock the door properly, if you need anything, you can come to me anytime."

After saying that, Ms. Jiang Jiao pushed He Zhong's wheelchair and left.

Shikatori and Utsumi both looked at each other in blank dismay.

At this time, Ms. Mitomoko also stood up.

"Sorry! I don't want to accompany you anymore. This activity room is really a bit cold. It's better to go back to the room."

"Ms. Fumiko, it's not good to leave now!"

Changbi Dongzi said a little uneasy: "Isn't that the case in mystery novels? Once the big guys spread out, they will be killed one by one by the murderer."

"Hohohoho! Those are all stories from movies and novels... How about it, Xiao Dongzi also come to accompany me, it just so happens that they have treasured the photos of Mr. Ren and Rogers."

As a result, Fumiko and Toko Nagabe also left, and the entire activity room became deserted.

"That... I'll go back to my room too."

After sitting for a while, Shikatori ran upstairs with a gloomy face.

The crowd in front of him dispersed, and Nei Hai also put down his wine glass in a bit of distress.

"It's a good time, everyone ran away."

"It's okay, Brother Neihai, if you have a drink, I can always accompany you."

Kotaro Torikai also picked up a wine glass.

Fang Jing pondered for a while, and felt that this was a good time. He wanted to go to the collection room again. On the one hand, he wanted to take a closer look at Old Man Qiao's body.

On the other hand, he also wanted to search the collection room to see if he could find other collection items with yin energy.

"Brother Watanabe, I seem to have left something in the basement below, can you accompany me down to find it?"

"The basement?"

Watanabe shook his head and said, "I don't have a key either."

"I'm going to explain it to Ms. Jiangjiao, but going to the collection room, I'm always a bit uncomfortable."

What he was going to was the collection room of the Hirakawa family. If he acted alone, it would inevitably attract gossip, so he planned to take Watanabe with him.

Watanabe is a good friend of Kazatsuri, and has a good relationship with Hirakawa's family, and Ms. Ezuku is quite at ease with him.

"All right!"

Watanabe was a little troublesome, but agreed to his request.

The two first went to Ms. Jiangjiao to ask for the key, and then they moved to the basement of the back room.

"Wow! This place is really dark."

Watanabe went down the stairs first, and Fang Jing followed. When he came to the basement, he walked straight towards Old Man Qiao's body.

"This, is this old Mr. Qiao? It's really miserable to become like this!"

This was the first time Watanabe saw a corpse, and his entire face turned blue.

Fang Jing squatted down, looked at the old man Qiao's body, and stretched out his hand to press his skin.

He is not a professional, he only knows some simple basics for distinguishing corpses, and he can't find too many details from the corpses.