MM Racing Chapter 111 Withering 0
Chapter 111 Withering 0
"Mr. Amuro? Why are you here?"
Hearing a cry of surprise, Conan hurriedly looked up the stairs, and saw Toru Amuro carrying a woman and leaning against the stair railing in a panic.
The woman's face was pale, her fingers were a little blue, and her lips were an unnatural dark red. It was obvious that something was wrong. If this continued, the woman would probably suffocate.
But the focus now is not on this woman, but on Toru Amuro. He looked a little embarrassed at this moment, with a cut on his shoulder. His clothes were stained with blood and a little messy. He looked like he had dealt with the criminal.
However, Conan frowned when he noticed that there were several dark marks on the legs of Toru Amuro's trousers.
"After all, I am a detective involved in this case. It's normal to investigate and so on, right?" Toru Amuro handed the woman to the people below, and the police officers at the bottom of the stairs immediately hurriedly helped the woman up.
"Take her to the emergency department, she looks like she's been poisoned." Officer Megure immediately ordered, "Was it Yumi Fujihashi who did this?"
"Yeah, it took some time to solve the puzzle, but at least we rescued the person before anyone died." Amuro Toru waved his hand and brushed the matter off in a few words: "But even so, it should be just an attempted murder. Why did you all come here in such a fuss?"
If Bai Zhi was present, she would probably not be able to help but applaud Amuro Toru in her heart, and then present him with an Oscar for Best Actor.
The acting is so realistic. With this puzzled expression on his face, people who don’t know the truth might really think that Toru Amuro doesn’t know what happened tonight.
Inspector Megure and Kogoro Mori looked at each other, and it was Inspector Megure who spoke first, briefly explaining the evil deeds of Fujihashi Akako and Fujihashi Yuriko, and then reiterated the plan to bring Fujihashi Yumi back to the police station for re-interrogation.
"Is that so? That's understandable, but since Fujihashi Yumi has already been cleared of suspicion, even if we take her back for questioning again, we probably won't get anything out of her." Amuro Toru held his chin up, looking thoughtful: "After all, the previous reasoning was all true."
"Yes, we are just going through the process. After all, the impact of this incident is too bad. If we don't re-interrogate it, I'm afraid some people..." At this point, Inspector Megure paused.
After all, two of the three sisters are murderers. If you say that the elder sister is innocent, according to the habitual thinking of normal people, I am afraid they will not be so optimistic to believe it.
Two family-type families were wiped out in succession. At this time, reporters had already smelled the scent and came over, pushing the Fujihashi family to the headlines.
If they don't interrogate Fujihashi Yumi now to confirm it, I'm afraid the people will not be convinced.
"Inspector Megure, let's go find Fujihashi Yumi first!" Conan finally couldn't help but interrupt their chat.
Although Conan is tone-deaf, he strangely has absolute pitch and is somewhat familiar with various piano pieces. He has already heard that the "Croatian Rhapsody" has reached its end.
Several people reacted immediately, and Toru Amuro immediately led the police upstairs.
The slender jade fingers danced on the piano keys, playing out a different kind of charm for the inaccurate piano sounds. The woman behind her had long hair hanging down, and she played the violin in her hand elegantly and calmly under the warm yellow crystal lamp.
"You really won't come with me?" Bai Zhi played the piano and turned to look at Fujihashi Yumi who was immersed in the violin. "You were not destined to die. It's easy for me to save you, but if it were your sisters, I could only increase their chances of survival by less than 3%."
Baizhi's response was the melodious sound of the piano. Baizhi could see Fujihashi Yumi's smile. Whether in terms of technique or emotion, Fujihashi Yumi had reached her peak in this song.
Do you really not like classical music and prefer rock music?
Do you like rock music, or does it represent your weak and powerless resistance?
"boom!"
"Raise your hand!"
The door was slammed open, but the person outside was stunned.
The scene in the house was so warm and cozy. Under the gorgeous crystal chandelier, two women with long hair hanging down to their waists faced away from each other. They closed their eyes and listened to each other's piano playing the most harmonious yet sad and exciting music.
Just like the background of "Croatian Rhapsody", the sadness of broken walls and blood, the despair and wailing of refugees were covered by the sound of explosions, and the dew on the lilies was also soaked with blood.
Even people who don't understand music seem to feel the trembling in their bones.
When the last note fell, people couldn't recover for a long time, but then they heard a "plop", the lilies withered, the long black hair scattered all over the ground, the precious violin fell to the ground, and a string broke with a "snap", just as abrupt as Fujihashi Yumi's broken life.
That year, Fujihashi Kumamoto brought Xiao San back home. Her mother finally chose to jump off the building after years of depression and shock. She climbed up the window with her amputated body, opened her arms, and embraced the snowy night.
How did your mother feel when she fell?
Was it the joy of embracing the night sky? Was it the relief of being blown away by the wind? Or was it the guilt of looking at her face upside down like a bird with broken wings?
Yumi Fujihashi didn't know, but the only thing she knew was that she stood in front of the window that day, looking at her mother in the air, her blood dyed the first snow red, and from that day on, she was dead.
From then on, every birthday became her death anniversary.
The house was in chaos. People outside the door could clearly see Fujihashi Yumi's increasingly paler face, with blood flowing from her mouth and nose. Even unrelated people were aware that a life seemed to be disappearing.
Sad and soothing music flows slowly along with the piano. It is "koлы6eльhar (Lullaby)". Different from the clear male voice in the original version, Bai Zhi's singing voice is ethereal, like a wind chime hanging at the door of a church, and more like a hymn.
The house was already in chaos. Some people rushed over to test Fujihashi Yumi's breathing, some rushed over to give Fujihashi Yumi artificial respiration and CPR, some people shouted in Fujihashi Yumi's ears to try to wake her up, and some people picked up their phones to call the ambulance downstairs to come up quickly.
The crystal chandelier was still hanging on the ceiling, warm and steady. Bai Zhi sat in the corner, accompanying the passing life.
I heard that the last thing a person loses after death is hearing, so can a lullaby help you sleep?
Fujihashi Yumi died after failed rescue efforts. Her death was too sudden, like a moth flying into a flame and vanishing in an instant.
"Let's go." Bai Zhi closed the piano cover and came to Amuro Toru: "Next, you have to stay farther away when watching the show."
"Watch the show? Not going to help?" Amuro Toru wondered.
"The premise of helping you is not to offend Gin. I have already said that it is to prevent them from being arrested by the police." Baizhi hugged Amuro Toru, and Amuro Toru immediately took Baizhi around everyone's sight and quietly slipped out of the window.
Fortunately, Fujihashi Yumi attracted most people's attention, so that Amuro Toru's departure with Baizhi didn't cause any splash at all.
"You know, every time I make a deal with someone, it's only about one thing, not a future."