Comprehensive Dimensional Double Repair

The young man was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at each other subconsciously, "Yuan Zi?"

After taking the letter, Makoto Ito nodded.

Suzuki Sonoko had already hurriedly walked away at this time, still worried, because I always liked Makoto Ito from the bottom of my heart, but he didn't dare to speak.

Makoto Ito dismantled his beliefs, the very delicate letter paper filled with the fragrance of a girl, and the text was also very beautiful: Honest...Actually, I found out that I don’t know why when I was in the same class as you these days, every time it was different. I thought it would be enough to see you every day, but... I am really unwilling. I know you are excellent and many people like it, but... But I really like it all the time. If you can,... Would you please associate with me?"

A very simple and straightforward love letter. After reading it, Makoto Ito yawned and put away the letter. The girls this year are really, what age are they, and they send love letters. Just confess your love.

There was still some time before the class, Makoto Ito yawned, flipped through the books, and prepared to preview.

Because the location is very close to the window, the sound of the outside world can be heard by my ears, and I subconsciously look out of the window. Something strange seems to have happened on the playground in the distance.

"It's not good, something happened, Uchida-san is dead."

I don't know whose voice sounded, and the surroundings suddenly became abnormally restless, and the students looked towards the playground.

Amidst the blurred crowd, one could see a corpse lying on the ground, wearing a number nine jersey, with blood still remaining in his mouth.

Makoto Ito went straight downstairs and walked straight to the ground where the crime was committed. Among the crowd, he lowered his head and glanced lightly around the white football.

"Honesty..."

Yuanzi walked to Ito Makoto's side, her expression a little puzzled, she never thought Makoto Ito would care about such things.

"Yuanzi? It seems that there was a murder case."

Makoto Ito sighed and glanced at the deceased. As expected, it was Conan's world, where murders were happening everywhere.

The sirens sounded in the distance, and Officer Megumi of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department brought Takagi to the scene of the crime.

The police began to block people in the playground. After all, there were too many people joining in the fun. "How did he die?"

Makoto Ito glanced at the other people in the football club. The deceased was a member of the football club of a school.

"I don't know. He said he wanted to drink some water, but he passed out on the ground halfway through his mouth, spitting out blood in his mouth, and finally he couldn't breathe smoothly."

Someone from the football club simply explained.

The police officer on one side was also listening carefully. Makoto Ito lowered his body and looked around the deceased. Then, following the people in the football club who were still on the scene, he stretched out his hand and touched his arm. He seemed to be holding something in his arm.

"This seems to be the lens of glasses, but Uchida is not a person who wears glasses."

Officer Mumu looked puzzled and glanced at the people in the football club, "Actually, I think the murderer is probably among this group of people."

Makoto Ito picked up the drink that fell on the ground, "Maybe I drank a poisonous drink before playing football. Take this to check."

"it is good."

Officer Mumu nodded, if anyone could know who the murderer was and help him investigate the case, of course he would still choose the district to listen.

After a while, after being tested by the staff, the drink was indeed toxic.

"Then it will be easier."

Makoto Ito smiled, took out the spectacle lenses on the murderer's body, and glanced at the people in the football club, "Can I search your body?"

Everyone looked at each other. Makoto Ito looked at their facial expressions carefully, and finally walked directly to one of them, reached out his hand and grabbed his clothes, and found a pair of glasses missing from his pocket.

"Why is this thing on your body?"

"I...I don't know..."

"The deceased was holding this lens tightly before he died, maybe he just wanted to remind something."

Makoto Ito glanced at him with a faint smile on his mouth.

"But how can this prove that I am a murderer?"

The color of the opposite side changed, but it returned to normal. Makoto Ito took out his glasses and turned them over. Under the sun, the lenses of the glasses refracted a color. The lenses can reflect light, and the reflected light is direct. Shine on the face of the dead.

The other side looked slightly surprised, staring at the dead man's face, looking a little scared, Ito Makoto stretched out his hand and took out a piece of cloth to cover his hand, then opened the dead man's mouth, and put his hands directly on the dead man's throat.

The lens of another spectacle was caught in the throat and was stained with blood. In the eyes of everyone's surprise, Makoto Ito took out the lens, wiped it, and directly matched the murderer's spectacles with it. It can be pressed and placed intact. Go in.

"Go and check if the myopia of these two glasses match."

Makoto Ito sneered and glanced at the murderer.

"How could this be."

The opponent's body began to tremble.

Officer Mumu sent someone to investigate, and nodded, his gaze really locked on the murderer, "It's exactly the same, but... how did the lens get in his mouth?"

Officer Mumu asked subconsciously, although the murderer could not be found out, the modus operandi was indeed strange.

"This one has to ask what is the relationship between the murderer and the dead."

Makoto Ito smiled, "Maybe only the most trusted drink will not be checked, even swallowing ice cubes into his stomach."

"Well, the murderer is me."

The other party sighed and glanced at Makoto Ito resentfully.

The young man smiled, but didn't say anything, as if nothing happened.

On the way to the classroom, footsteps sounded behind him, and the young man turned his head subconsciously. The girl stood in place, "sincere..."

"Hey, what's the matter? Don't call me by name every time without saying anything."

Makoto Ito looked a little impatient at her.

"After school, shall we go to the movies?"

High school itself is an age of love. Many times, I will meet my first love in this life.

"Say it earlier, why bother so twitchy."

Makoto Ito nodded and stretched out his hands slowly, moving very slowly, staring at Suzuki Sonoko. She was originally beautiful and in good shape. She placed her hands on her cheeks and stroked them gently. , The action is very gentle.

The girl’s complexion was reddish, her head was lowered, and Makoto Ito directly hugged her in her arms, and the two bodies were close to each other. Under the setting sun, on the ground full of fallen leaves, on the empty surroundings, occasionally passing by. This student, the girls couldn't help but look a little more envious.

"I like the garden too, I will take the initiative next time."

Makoto Ito kissed her thin lips, and the girl's heart trembled, and she felt very happy in her heart. She never thought that happiness would come so suddenly.

Chapter 4 Pushing Suzuki Garden