章節 231: When I entered, I saw Fujiwara Chika pretending to be dead
In the student council room.
Holding the document in one hand, Shinichi knocked on the door, and pushed it before waiting for an answer.
"President, I am here to deliver site survey materials..."
Only silence answered him.
The student council room was empty, even though the light was on, but after looking around, no one was there.
Shinichi walked to the desk, put down the documents, and turned around to see the dead woman.
Wearing Shuchi'in Academy's long black uniform, a girl was sprawled on the ground beside the sofa.
Messy long pink hair, and left hand extended forward, as if trying to grab something, and faced the white sheet of paper on the ground in front of her.
Shinichi immediately made a judgment in his heart.
There's no doubt that the murder happened in the student council room.
The deceased... Was none other than a senior he knew.
After a moment of silence, Shinichi walked step by step.
"...There was no blood at the scene, and no traces of battle. It shouldn't be an attack."
"There are two possibilities, one is suicide, and one is murder with drugs or blunt force."
Shinichi was too lazy to make a logical analysis, he crouched beside the "corpse", touching her head.
"The bones weren't broken, there were no wounds, so this wasn't an attack from the outside."
After speaking, he slapped the corpse on the head without too much effort.
It seems that there is still some muscle reflex left, the whole body is shaking, and the hand is clenched into a fist, she is about to stand up and protest.
But Shinichi immediately hit the floor beside her ear, and said loudly with anger.
"My beloved Senpai just left like this… Who was it! Who did it! I must find a clue and avenge her!"
The fist loosened, and the corpse was still a corpse, not moving.
The corner of Shinichi's mouth twitched.
He stood up, glanced at the white paper the corpse was pointing at, and deliberately lengthened his tone.
"Looks like there's a clue there... What's written on that blank sheet of paper?"
As he said that, he headed towards it, but suddenly stopped and turned around.
"No, maybe it was a trap. It was the backhand left by the killer. If I touch it, I will die instantly! I can't be stupid. I want to stick around to help Fujiwara Senpai find the killer, crush her to ashes, and sacrifice her spirit in heaven!"
Shinichi spoke vehemently, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the slightly trembling corpse, as if holding back laughter.
(Hehe, are you laughing at me stupidly in your heart?)
(Don't forget, when you laugh at others, others laugh at you too... Fujiwara Senpai, let me have some fun with you.)
(Though I don't know what your purpose is playing dead, but I won't act according to your script)
Shinichi observed the student council room which was no different from usual.
"…Judging by Senpai's posture, she should still have the strength to act before she actually dies, so she can hint at the assassin in time, and this stretched out finger is the key..."
Walked around the sofa slowly, squatted beside Chika again, twisted her hair, and stroked it.
"Oh, I see..."
"From the poor quality of the hair, and the horrible smell of throwing sea urchins and sea shells into a juicer and then fermenting for 49 days, I finally know!"
The girl's body began to tense up.
"Clearly, the most popular, most respected, most agile, generous, beautiful, and unrivaled in the Student Council, there is only Fujiwara Senpai, who is bright, clever, playful, and gentle—"
The corpse's muscles relaxed again, and every time she heard his words of praise, she trembled slightly, and could hear cheerful giggles below.
"She's going to die—"
Shinichi got close her his ear, and said every word clearly.
"Stupid."
Shinichi looked at the side of her face, between the hair that was scattered on the floor, that cheek slowly puffed up like a balloon.
Shinichi hasn't had enough fun... As a junior, I have to respect my senior's wish to have fun.
So can't stop yet.
So in the fourth second, when Chika clenched her fist again to express her anger, Shinichi said: "Huh? Ishigami, when did you come?"
Chika reflexively continued to become a corpse.
(If I could tease Ishigami-kun, that would be more fun)
Maybe that's what she thought?
There was no need for any logic, people who used logic to speculate about Chika usually messed up the thinking.
Shinichi is different, when he guesses Chika's actions, his mind is always in radioactive thinking mode.
Because of that, he can "play" Chika so accurately.
Shinichi's smiling face revealed an evil.
Then came Ishigami's lazy and heavy voice.
"I just came here... Fujiwara Senpai, what's wrong, Asada?"
That's right, another fake voice technique.
"Are you a ninja? You don't have footprints when you walk... I don't know what happened to her. As soon as I entered the student council office, I saw her lying on the ground."
Chika knew that Shinichi could imitate other people's voices, and she wasn't so stupid that she couldn't even come up with this kind of thing. After all, she was also the daughter of a diplomat, and her IQ test seemed to be higher than Kaguya's.
However, her brain circuitry was clearly very different from that of an ordinary genius. Her IQ is completely focused on eating, drinking and having fun. Logical thinking always comes after "fun", and fun is the most important thing.
So use dialogue to intrigue her and distract her.
Obviously, if she could also tease 'Ishigami' together, Chika would be so happy that she forgot to doubt it.
Shinichi glanced at Chika's corpse still motionless, and had no intention of jumping to expose her.
All right, let's move on
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