"Ahui is a bad guy? Impossible, you are lying to me!" Masato Rei didn't believe Sato Miwako's words at all, and stared angrily at Miwazuki who was holding Hei Zhenghui. If she doesn't let go, she will definitely rush to scratch Huashui Jianyue's face.

Yihu Changjun immediately went up, trying to force Yihu Li away.

"Wait first, let her understand." At this time, Ping Zhenghui suddenly said.

"Are you going to admit it?" Mizumayuki asked.

"What if I don't admit it? With those fingerprints, even if I want to blame that guy for the crime, it's a waste, right?" Ping Zhenghui smiled bitterly.

Masato Rei stopped making trouble and looked at Ping Zhenghui blankly.

"Is he your accomplice?" Mizumayue asked immediately.

"That's right." Ping Zhenghui nodded: "Even if it didn't happen this time, I would have wanted to kill him for a long time. The person in charge of picking locks even wanted to split the account with me, whether it was stepping on the spot or killing people and setting fires. I did it!"

"So... This time you got to know Miss Yoshito just to step in, but you gradually developed feelings for her, so on the night you planned to commit the crime, you stopped your accomplice?" Mizuma Yue continued to ask.

"No!" Ping Zhenghui instantly denied, "I just weighed whether I would get the most benefit from marrying this woman." As he spoke, Ping Zhenghui glanced at Yihu Rei contemptuously.

"We found a corpse that died yesterday in the warehouse area. Is that your accomplice?" Mizumayuki wasn't the one who cared about his motive.

"Yes, that's him." Ping Zhenghui curled his lips disdainfully: "That idiot who can't do anything still thinks he has the ability to take revenge on me, so I put a wrong wedding plan on the computer, and the result is not obedient. I'm fooled." It turns out that the case of breaking through the door that Rei Masato and Mikazu Sato mentioned before is exactly what happened.

Mizumayue asked some more things, and Ping Zhenghui answered them all without hesitation. Of course, it still remains to be verified.

"Actually, you guessed a little wrong." Ping Zhenghui looked at Mizumayue with some pride: "You can find my fingerprints, not because I don't know how to wear gloves, but some earrings, rings and the like, don't wear gloves It's really hard to take it off!"

"Whatever you want." Mizumayue said indifferently: "I'm not a detective. As long as you are caught, the previous inferences will not be deducted even if they are wrong."

"Okay, so can I ask you one last question? Are you arresting me at this time on purpose? Why not before or after the wedding?"

"I said that I decided to arrest you when you exposed your left hand when you were holding the microphone. Do you believe it?" Mizumayuki shrugged: "As for why it's weird not to wait for marriage, of course it's this At that time, the distance between you and the bride is the furthest, to prevent you from taking her as a hostage! I have seen the knife in your arms long ago, but I thought you were insecure so I didn’t say much.”

"As a hostage?" Ping Zhenghui's wry smile was even more bitter, but no one paid attention to his face so no one knew.

Everyone in the audience, no matter how stupid people are, even if they can't figure out everything, can guess that Ping Zhenghui is not a good person, and the best man and bridesmaids should be the police.

With the help of Ping Zhenghui, the task of the police was finally completed, and the nerves that had been tense all morning finally relaxed.

As for how the wedding ended and how to minimize the impact, that is the responsibility of the Yihu Foundation. Speaking of which, it has evolved into today's situation, and the long army of Yihu, who has been standing idly by, is also responsible.

At the entrance of the hotel, Takagi and Shiratori walked out side by side, chatting with Ping Zhenghui as they walked.

"Shiratori, do you really say that Hei Zhenghui really doesn't like Miss Masato at all?" Takagi said thoughtfully, but he still felt something was wrong.

"What if you like it, what if you don't like it?" Shiratori glanced at Takagi sideways: "Ping Zhenghui is a serial murderer, even if we were all fooled by him, he and Miss Masato successfully married, a Can a person who is full of evil become a good husband who treats his wife and children well?"

"I think so." Takagi said, "I believe in the power of love, which can give a person infinite power to change himself!" Of course, he was just talking about the matter, and Ping Zhenghui did not need to be pitied for committing crimes.

"Including being able to dig the wall against the figure of that fierce man?" After walking out of the hotel door, Sato Miwako was already standing outside, holding Ping Zhenghui, and Shiratori gestured directly with Sato Miwako and teasing Takagi, just like Sato Miwako stared at Takagi before. Mizuma Yue signaled that there was a problem with Ping Zhenghui.

"Speaking of this, you are still my senior, right?" Takagi didn't deny it, but stared at Shiratori with dead fish eyes and whispered.

"At that time, I foolishly thought that my heart belonged to the police department. Now that I think about that time, I was so stupid that I was no longer interested in her, so I advise you to think about it again, it's really good. Stupid..." Shiratori patted Takagi on the shoulder and advised him as a "come here".

"..." Takagi didn't speak, he shook off Shiratori and walked forward, heading towards Sato Mikazu.

"Police, what are you looking for?" Takagi asked Mikako Sato, who was looking around, knowingly.

"As for the Mizuma Police Department... He just said that he was in a hurry and left beforehand, and even picked up my car." Shiratori also walked over and said.

The three fell silent.

Mizumayuki is not refusing or evading anything, but is really in a hurry. Today is the time for him and Belmod to provide the "prophecy" in the bet, and it is also in the playground, where he and the yellow-haired Jun are in harmony. The yellow-haired Axiao agreed on the day of the battle.

He hurriedly drove to the organization's stronghold, and Mizumayue jumped into the base without even stopping the car.

"Yo, did you know you were coming? I was just about to go out to find you, I was afraid you would just run away!" Belmod leaned against the wall of the corridor to smoke, and said with a charming smile.

"Let's smoke less~www.NovelMTL.com~ I'll be old soon. The prophecy is here for you to see, I have something to do with Cohen, is Cohen there?" Mizuma Yue took the cigarette from Belmode's hand and pinched it. Then he put a piece of paper that was obviously torn from the police manual into Belmod's hand that was still holding a cigarette, and hurriedly continued to walk inside.

"...Cohen...in the room, 37." Rao is Belmod, known as the Witch with Thousand Faces, who was also stunned by Mizumayuki's set, and told Mizumayuki Cohen's location in a daze.

Not to mention, when was the last time someone who grabbed cigarettes from their own hands met.

Hearing the answer, Mizumayuki's footsteps quickened a little, and disappeared from sight for a while.

Calm down, Belmod opened the note in his hand.

"Unseasonable Halloween...Casting...The Pier...Hoss! How is that possible!" It didn't take long for Belmod to feel a fear, and it didn't take long for Makoto Asai to feel the same fear on the remote Moonshadow Island.

There is an old saying that is right, knowledge determines vision, and the fear in Belmod's heart is far higher than that of Asai Honesty.

After Makoto Asai encountered this kind of weirdness, he just felt that he had met an expert, because it still fit his imagination.

But Belmod knew more, but his imagination was relatively lacking. When he saw the prophecy of the moon in the water, his fear was more than a little bit.

Could it be that this person is really the same as that Cobbler, who has the ability to understand the future?

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