Chapter 37 The cause of death was suicide

Chapter 37 The cause of death was suicide

Wan Yi was discovered only belatedly.

Of course, he was inevitably scolded by these unhappy policemen.

But it was a pity that Wan Yi's photos were all taken, and after they had been trolling for a long time, Wan Yi looked like an old god who was always there, which made him even more angry in the end.

If Wan Yi hadn't been considered one of the suspects at the moment, he would have been kicked out long ago.

Having said that, after a while, the police also came to their conclusion: the deceased committed suicide.

There were no other signs of homicide at the scene, and a suicide note from the deceased was found in the study.

Wan Yi immediately took a photo. When the police glared at him, he whistled and went to the corridor outside the living room to read the suicide note through the photos on the camera.

There are not many words, so Wan Yi still has the energy to read it.

[I am guilty, unable to resist temptation, allowing maggots to peel off the skin of an innocent girl. I can't tell who is a human and who is an insect. I am being monitored by them. I can't hold it anymore. I'm sorry. 】

After reading the suicide note, the clones in my mind have already started.

"I see, I'm being driven crazy."

"Shinoda insect didn't lie to us!"

"The name Shinoda Worm is a little bit hellish."

"Anyway, she is right. Goto is indeed no longer a human and should have been replaced a long time ago. This world is too scary. Beautiful girls are all bugs!"

"It's a pity. It seems that this teacher has glimpsed the reality of the world."

Wan Yi put down the camera and turned to look into the living room while enduring the noise in his head.

The police thought in a few words that this might be a suicide note written by a teacher who was a young man before he committed suicide. Unfortunately, Wan Yi felt that this suicide note did not use any special description techniques, and it was just a simple statement of the reality he saw. .

Soon the inference gradually turned into confirming that the other party was mentally traumatized and finally couldn't bear it and committed suicide.

Originally, they came to ask Ueio about Goto's disappearance, but obviously everyone was a step too late.

Thinking of this, Wan Yi suddenly tilted his head: "So, shortly after Goto was confirmed to be missing, Kamio committed suicide in the past two days. Is there any connection in this?"

"Maybe there is. If you have to grasp the connection, then try to confirm it." His suggestion was approved by the clone.

"After Goto disappeared, Ueio committed suicide. His suicide note was full of fear of inhuman monsters. He thought that if something went wrong with Goto, he would most likely come to him, right? Or other bugs would come to him because of Goto's disappearance. To harm him?"

"If we make a bold assumption, either Goto is really nearby, or there must be so-called bugs monitoring him around!"

"Uh huh huh!"

The brainstorming of the clones had a good result.

Wan Yi leaned against the wall and said to the slime clone: ​​"Then the next identification work depends on you."

"I know." The slime clone replied lazily, and then continued, "Then let's start with those policemen."

"Sure enough, you have to taste the fact that there are monsters hiding in the police!" said the clone.

"No, it's a policeman mixed in with the monster." The slime clone said coldly.

"Ah this..."

"Hmm...can it be considered a routine?"

"It's a little more extreme than imagined."

The slime clone continued: "It's basically the smell of bugs. It was killing me just now when I stayed in the room. It really stinks."

"You should have told me if you felt uncomfortable," Wan Yi said.

There are still some differences between the mucus clone and the normal clone, because various sensory organs have changed, resulting in it not being able to fully synchronize with the Wanyi Group in some senses.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

The advantage is that Wan Yi doesn't have to feel his own squirming feeling every day. The disadvantage is that the transmission of information is slower, and communication must rely on conscious contact, so he cannot share the unique senses of the slime family.

"I wanted to give you a surprise, but now I feel like I'm at a loss. I originally wanted to expose you and scare you when you were staying with the police. But I really can't stand the strong smell. Already." The slime clone became more and more disgusted as he spoke.

Wan Yi came to the door and looked outside: "Go outside and get some fresh air."

He stood for a moment on the sidewalk outside the house.

"There is someone at the corner at the end of the road on the left looking over here." Suddenly, a clone said.

If one clone sees it, it means that all Wan Yi has seen it.

At the end of the road, a gray-haired man in black with a gloomy expression just flashed past, looking here, but after looking at it for a while, he chose to hide.

Wan Yi shrugged and turned back to the room.

…

From the man's perspective, a person walked out of the house. He seemed to have come out for some air, but then went back after a while.

He frowned slightly at this time, seeming a little distressed by the current situation.

Someone seems to have died over there, and the police have gathered here. It will be troublesome to think about it again.

After thinking for a moment, he put his hands in his pockets and prepared to go up bravely. Anyway, the worst he could do was kill a few more people.

Suddenly, he turned around and saw a palm blocking his face.

Wan Yi originally wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but the other person turned around early, causing him to slap him in the face.

How embarrassing.

But this man's reaction is really sharp.

"Is he?"

"no."

"None of this is interesting."

The exchange in his mind was fleeting, and the other party took a few steps back to distance himself from Wan Yi.

The man frowned and looked at Wan Yi. After getting closer, Wan Yi discovered that the other man had black hair mixed with a lot of white hair, which made it look gray from a distance.

Apart from the weird hair color, the other person looked unexpectedly like a handsome man. His body wrapped in a black jacket was strong and handsome, but it was a pity that the gloom on his face was ruined.

Wan Yi can probably understand that most people probably feel this way when they see his face.

The man was surprised at first. Wan Yi originally thought he would ask a few questions.

For example, the line that is very clumsy, "How is that possible? I obviously saw you going back to the house!" This kind of line is very vulgar, but Wan Yi unexpectedly likes the way others see his ability and are frightened.

Maybe he was led astray by his clone.

But the man in front of him seemed to have figured it out. He calmed down from the initial surprise, and then his body sank slightly.

Wan Yi noticed what he was holding in his pocket.

Then, the man pounced towards Wan Yi like a ferocious beast like a hungry tiger.

At the same time, he took out his hands from his pockets, holding a dark short knife in his left hand.

"With this length, even a short sword cannot be stored in a pocket." The clone in his mind said.

Wan Yi didn't make any big movements, and just moved his steps slightly to dodge the opponent's continuous slashes.

Suddenly, the opponent tentatively predicted Wan Yi's steps and stabbed Wan Yi in the abdomen.

Wan Yi raised his hand and staggered the blade to hold the opponent's wrist.

There was a small struggle between the two, but the other party kicked Wan Yi's hand away and broke free.

Wan Yi shook his hand: "You are quite strong."

Wan Yi's own physical ability is better than that of ordinary healthy humans. After becoming a so-called disaster, he is probably similar to a soldier who has been training for several years.

Those disasters with more physical blessings will naturally be more exaggerated, and it is not impossible that they are far beyond the scope of human beings.

The most important thing is that the power that brings disaster may not all be reflected in the appearance.

Therefore, Wan Yi still looks so thin, but he still has good physical fitness, which is so counter-intuitive.

So by analogy, although the other party is physically strong, according to the observations of the clones, he is at the level of an adult who often goes to the gym.

With this level of body shape and muscle strength, the power displayed is vaguely superior to Wan Yi. This is abnormal.

There may be something special about the other party.

But my own prophet has just given gold to the opponent, so the situation is complicated.

"...You're not slime?"

But it wasn't just Wan Yi who was confused, the other party also seemed to have seen something in the brief exchange just now, and made some confused noises.

Wan Yi is not surprised by this question.

Because of the clone thing, in this world view, it seems that only the very experienced slime clan can use this technology. Able to separate part of body material to form separate actions.

So when the Shinoda insect... Shinoda-san thought it was slime for the first time, and then from the memory of the slime clone, it was learned that it also thought Wanyi was a senior slime clan member at first.

"No." Wan Yi waved his hand.

"But you should be in the house now." The other party was still suspicious.

"This world is weird enough. It's normal for there to be things beyond your understanding." Wan Yi said.

The other party seemed to be convinced by this statement, but the hostility did not let go: "It doesn't matter who you are, since you are not a human being, then go to hell."

"Who told you I'm not human?"

"Normal humans don't do clones."

"Normal people don't just stab others with a knife." Wan Yida said, "Who are you? A mutant hunter or a hidden righteous friend?"

The other party snorted: "I'm just a murderer."

"murderer?"

Wan Yi was stunned for a moment.

Then he raised the camera hanging around his neck and took a photo of the other party with a click.