In the end, Prince Ren did not follow them to the second floor.
He was asked to stay where he was by the police department.
"The culprit might still be in this building.
For safety's sake,
It's better if you don't wander off, "the police department said.
Prince Ren nodded and turned around, but the child was nowhere to be found.
The identity of the victim was soon confirmed. He was the teacher who managed the school's laboratory.
He had the keys to the chemistry lab and biology lab in this school building.
However, after the school built a new school building,
All the teaching equipment was moved to the new lab.
The old lab only had a few broken models and test tubes that did not meet the test standards left.
"We needed to shoot a video during the summer break, so we asked the teacher for the key."
The two class monitors who were responsible for the haunted house and the presidents of the two clubs who received the news arrived. Including the main planner and the students who were responsible for photography and filming, more than ten people were gathered in the office next to the classroom.
The one who spoke was the class monitor of the third grade class A, Nanase. "At the time, the teacher looked for a long time before he found the key.
However, he said that even without the key, the door could be opened. "
"In other words,
Anyone can come in? "The police officer who asked the question was very serious.
"That's right," the class monitor of class B, Matsuda, answered.
"We tried it later.
Even without the key, as long as there was a metal rod of about the same size, the door could be opened. "
"The lock of the lab has always been unsafe.
In the past, there was a senior who was many years older than us … and he was a senior.
He broke the lock of the lab and stole the chemical supplies in the lab to sell for money.
Thankfully, he discovered it early and did not cause any irreversible consequences. "The president of the Strange Event Exploration Society knew a lot about this kind of rumor.
At this time, he added, "Because it was an old lock, there were no manufacturers selling it anymore.
It was very troublesome to change it, and at the time, the school was already building a new school building, so they discussed moving the lab there after the new school building was completed.
Because of this, the teacher was punished at the time.
At that time, the school even stopped the experimental classes. "
"That was a senior.
I remember. "The president of the Health Science Club, Yutani, suddenly remembered something and clapped his hands.
"That incident was on the newspaper.
Five or six years ago?
My sister was in middle school at that time, and she came back to talk about it. "
"Can you tell us the details?" The police officer felt that this might be a breakthrough, so he asked.
"I remember that too." Nanase frowned as she tried to recall. "It was on the Fujisawa Morning Post!
The photo was even published in the newspapers. "
"Is it Gao Teng or Gao Mu?"
Yuku thought for a while but still couldn't remember. "I only remember Big Sis saying that Senior Sister didn't actually take anything too valuable. She was tricked into taking something that could be sold for a lot of money and wouldn't cause any harm to the human body.
What was it exactly?
Sodium dioxide? "
"Did you fail chemistry?
Sodium dioxide is worthless, "Matsuda couldn't help but interject." It's not even as good as calcium hypochlorite. It's slightly more useful. "
"Please, what kind of valuable and harmless things could there be in the school's laboratory?
Of course, they are all worthless and harmless things. "
Nanase raised her hand to cover her forehead. "This is just a laboratory in the central part of the country. Even the concentrated sulfuric acid is limited. After it's used up, it's stored in a cabinet. You can't get it even if you pick the lock."
"And concentrated sulfuric acid isn't worth much," Matsuda said.
Yuku, who had been interrupted, coughed twice awkwardly.
When Prince Ren heard this, his mind was already playing out a mystery drama.
He was so calm that even he found it frightening. After all, he really did see the corpse, unlike Mōri Kazuyanagi, who thought it was just an actor.
Yanagi, who aspired to become a doctor, was still a little pale, but his mind was unusually active.
Who could the murderer be?
Was it an accident, or was it premeditated?
He seemed to have entered a state that he would enter during a tennis match. His Reiki secretly flowed through his body and gradually gathered in his brain.
The model that had appeared during the match appeared again. This time, it was a two-story abandoned school building.
It pieced together the scattered information that the seniors had revealed when they spoke, and simulated the possible scenarios that might have happened.
This wasn't right, that wasn't right either …
Prince Ren furrowed his brows. 'There must be something that I didn't notice.'
His excessive concentration gave him a headache, so he subconsciously used his Reiki to relieve the pain.
When the Reiki density in his head reached a certain level, even his eyes seemed to begin to hurt.
This was completely an involuntary action that was not under his control, and the changes were rapid.
Prince Ren raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.
He blinked and endured the soreness. His vision slowly changed in front of him.
Chi.
He saw the Chi on everyone again.
This was something that he could only see when his emotions were fluctuating particularly violently, or when he was in a special situation.
Even Mōri, who was talking to Miss Mōri with an impatient expression, had a dark red color that was not very conspicuous. Instead, it was more gray.
Did this mean that he was in a bad mood?
Or was his physical condition not good?
Not limited to the tennis match, Prince Ren was completely confused about how to identify the Chi.
He still couldn't figure out why the others didn't have the Chi, but the missing child had the black Chi.
He didn't know if the black Chi would change if he looked at it now.
But speaking of the black Chi …
Prince Ren closed his eyes. There were too many colors in the room. Even if they were transparent, they were blinding him.
When he opened his eyes again, he finally found the black Chi in the room full of colors.
It was a black that carried an ominous smell of blood.
If he was not mistaken, this was the murderer, right?
He went to find Yanagi.
Yanagi did not leave. He had just finished helping the police verify the list of people who had participated in the haunted house.
He was a member of the mastermind team of the Haiyuan festival. Every program of the Haiyuan festival had his signature, so he had a general impression of the entire project.
His face was still pale, not only because he was scared by the haunted house, but also because he had encountered an unexpected incident. However, when he saw Prince Ren come over, he put on a calm expression. "Prince Ren."
"Yanagi." Prince Ren leaned closer, put his hand on his shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know who that is?
A senior or a student in the same grade? "
"Which one?" Yanagi followed Prince Ren's gaze and looked over. He did not quite understand who Prince Ren was referring to.
There were too many people in the room.
"The one next to the girl behind Matsuda senpai.
The one holding the flashlight and looking a little scary.
I think I've seen him at the baseball club before. "
"Baseball club?
You mean the one with the messy hair … "
"Yes, the one with the same hairstyle as Jiyuan."
Yanagi was speechless.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the person Prince Ren pointed out.
His hair was a little messy, so he did not seem to be a part of the baseball club.
What was his role in this haunted house project?
Yanagi thought about it, but he could not remember what this person did.
"You think he's not right?" Yanagi asked.
Prince Ren nodded and said directly, "I think he's the murderer."
Yanagi was speechless.
"Prince Ren, if you want to say something like that, you need to show evidence."
Yanagi took a deep breath. "Although I like to reason, reality is not a reasoning game, the words that come out of my mouth …"
"You have to be responsible for your own words, I know," Prince Ren said.
He wanted to say something else, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of a transparent shadow from the corner of his eye.
He was stunned.
"What?
So you found evidence? "Yanagi waited for a while but did not hear anything else, so he could not help but be curious.
He saw Prince Ren's gaze stop outside the window, and he frowned in confusion.
He pushed up his glasses, hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to slap away Prince Ren's arm that was on his body. "If you have suspicions, then go find evidence, Prince Ren.
If you can solve the problem as soon as possible — "
He did not finish his sentence.
It was not Prince Ren who interrupted him, but a child who suddenly ran in from the door.
His head was a bit big, and he wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looked full of wisdom, but it did not change the fact that he was just a child.
"Conan!
Where did you go! "Xiao Lan, who was talking to Mōri, walked a few steps forward.
She wanted to grab Conan's hand, but Conan avoided her.
"Uncle, I know who the murderer is!" He said loudly, "The murderer is still at the scene!"
"Imp, don't you know that you can't run around the scene of a murder?"
The police officer, who did not know the name of the Young Detective Group and had never seen Mōri Lan, strode over and wanted to chase Conan away. Obviously, he did not take his words seriously.
But Conan, who looked like an elementary school student, shouted out what he wanted to say before he was caught by Xiao Lan, "Uncle!
I found the murder weapon upstairs! "
"What did you say?" The police officer stopped.
"It's …"
"It's a baseball bat." Prince Ren finished the sentence.
The child, who was surrounded by black gas, raised his head and looked at him with a strange expression, which quickly turned into fake worship.
"This big brother is right!
It's a baseball bat! "
The police officer paused.
"Ah?" He turned around and asked the forensic doctor, "Did you tell them the cause of death?"
"No." The forensic doctor shook his head.
There was no turning back. Prince Ren felt that there was no need to find evidence himself.
This strange Imp seemed to have gotten a lot of information?
But in comparison, he came to a conclusion faster.
This Imp probably came down to trick the real murderer. After all, even he did not recognize the senior with the black gas.
He finally saw the Imp's black gas clearly.
It was very thick, but there were bits of golden light in it.
This was completely different from the black gas that looked like an evil spirit and had a bloody glow.
But no matter what, it was different from a normal person.
From this point of view, this Imp was not a normal person.
Since he was not a normal person, he should have gathered enough information, right?
Prince Ren thought that it was fine even if he did not. After all, there was no evidence to make the murderer admit the truth.
"It was you, right, senior?" He took two steps forward and said to the anxious person in the corner.
The tall teenager with messy hair and sweaty body glared at him fiercely. "What did you say?!"
"It's you, senior."
King Ren's tone was still humble. He used honorifics meticulously, but his expression made people feel a trace of mockery.
It was very annoying.
But Prince Ren did not care about that.
He ran through the plot in his mind and used a very dramatic and very casual tone to start his' deduction '. "I guess your surname is Gao Teng or Gao Mu?
The person involved in the incident that the seniors here are talking about, perhaps it's your sister?
She's not doing well, right? "
"You …"
"Senior, you probably committed the crime on impulse, but it was not without a plan.
When you were preparing for the haunted house with the other seniors, you were already dissatisfied with the teacher, right?
As the manager of the lab, you didn't care about the lab at all.
Perhaps from your perspective, it was the teacher who pushed all the blame to your sister? "
Prince Ren shrugged. "I remember you were from the baseball club, although you were not a member of the main team … Fine, I'm not saying that your skills were not good enough.
After you came up with the plan, the first thing that came to your mind was probably the baseball bat.
You might not have really wanted to put it into action, but before the haunted house opened today, the teacher probably said something to provoke you? "
Even though they were all honorifics, it was still very unpleasant to hear.
Conan thought about this and glanced at the tall teenager who was about to explode.
He felt a sense of danger, but he still added, "There was a bloody baseball bat next to the skylight on the second floor, behind the props."
Prince Ren continued, "The wound on the teacher's stomach looked like it was made by a fruit knife. It was probably still on your body, senior.
You probably wanted to cover it up. After all, the plot of the haunted house is' a patient who died because his organs were stolen. '
This is actually very difficult because a fruit knife is not very useful.
Your thumb and forefinger are also cut open, right?
Is that why you put a band-aid on it? "
Ah, this tone …
Conan thought, this tone is really too annoying!
If that person is really the murderer, isn't this just provoking me?
Even though there are so many people here, to be able to commit such a crime, the murderer is emotionally unstable and violent.
Before he could come up with a countermeasure or use his identity as a child to do something, the tall teenager who had just been scolded could not take it anymore.
His face was red, the veins on his forehead were popping, and the white shirt of his school uniform was soaked with sweat.
He should not have lost his cool like this. After doing everything, he had already thought of various possible responses.
But the guy opposite him … that guy … is really …
When he suddenly rushed over and pulled out a knife, no one could react in time.
"Be careful!" Conan yelled.
With a distance of two or three steps between them, one sprint and …
The person who thought so uncontrollably raised the knife in his hand.
But he did not see any fear in the eyes of the annoying white-haired boy in front of him.
Why is he not afraid?
Why is he still smiling?
The more he did not understand, the angrier he became.
Screams had already started.
Yanagi's mind was blank, and he only had time to take one step forward.
Then a tennis ball hit the wrist of the person in front of him that was holding the knife.
With a clatter, the fruit knife that still had some blood stains and chipped fell to the ground.
The development of this matter was too out of everyone's expectations.