"When we arrived here last night, Miss Nanako said that Mr. Ikeya Honda suggested that everyone come to this villa to investigate, right?"

Nanako nodded.

"And when we were on the third floor last night, when you looked for Mr. Ikeya, he was not in the room. And you guys saw footprints of someone leaving the villa at the back door, right?

Nanako and Katsuhiko Ogawa looked at each other and nodded again: "Yes, what do you mean by asking these?"

"Mr. Ikeya, may I ask you, what did you do last night out the back door?"

This question obviously made everyone stunned.

"He didn't go out, didn't we find him on the third floor later? What else is he..."

Nanako's face turned pale, and she was still a little flustered thinking of the scene she saw last night.

Yusuke Sato did not reply to her, but stared at Ikeya Honda, who did not say a word.

"You're out."

"I went out the back door, went around to another villa, went back to the room on the third floor through the tunnel, and then put on a play right under our noses."

"You slashed yourself in the face a few times, and the wound looked horrible, but it wasn't fatal."

"In order to confirm the identity of the victim, you cruelly cut off half of your nose. When we see your injury, our natural reaction is not to suspect you of anything, let alone think that you deliberately acted on us.

"But now that I think about it, it's actually very wrong, the previous few deceased people were crisp and neat when they attacked themselves, and the whole self-harm process would not take more than two minutes."

"But last night, from the time I found out something was wrong, to rushing to the third floor, and then kicking open the door to save people, the process took at least half a minute, right? Half a minute, you only scratched yourself a few times?

"That is, you did it on purpose, deliberately slowing down the motion and waiting for us to find out something was wrong." And you should already know our identity, right? I want to borrow our hands to clear your suspicions and turn you from a suspect to a victim.

"Of course, even if we don't come, you'll find a way for them to find you and stop you!" Miss Nanako talked to you last night, and you deliberately let her do this! First threatened, then provoked, calculated the time when she went to find you, and designed this trap!

This speculation plunged the audience into dead silence.

How is this possible?

Did Ikeya Honda do it on purpose?

Is it so ruthless?

"Huh."

Ikeya Honda's mouth was wounded, and it was a little difficult to speak, but the words that came out were still clearly heard by everyone, "This young police officer, I have to admire your ability to tell stories, but don't you think this reasoning is ridiculous?"

"Without evidence and evidence, do you wrongly accuse one of my victims as a prisoner?"

Officer Otaki nodded: "Yes, Brother Yusuke, what about the evidence?"

"Of course I have proof."

Yusuke Sato said confidently: "The evidence is in that secret passage and the villa over there, if you are not the murderer, you should not know the secret passage, right?" I don't know about that door and that room, right?

"You didn't have much time to prepare and clean up the scene last night, as long as you searched carefully, you would always find traces of you in the dark passages and rooms, or you could find DNA directly." And Kenichi Sekiya has dander tissue left on his nails, as long as it is tested, it must be yours, right?

"And we found out that the owner of that villa is your grandfather..." Hearing

this, Chi Ye's face sank suddenly.

His expression was gloomy, and he was faintly struggling.

Looking closely, the emotions of struggle do not reach the bottom of the eye.

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