Chapter 113: Hirata-like world (eight)

"Who are you?" The face in the mirror was really talking to the seal: "I don't know you."
"Who is who I am not important." Feng did not feel replied, he cast a sharp gaze: "What is important, who are you?"
"Of course I am Hirata Hideo." The other party replied.
"No, you are not, you are just like him." Feng did not know: "Don't pretend, I know there is still a pass in this body. Your existence, no knowledge, Pingtian does not know, Takakura I don't know, Watanabe and Tachi... I don't know all about it." He said with conviction: "You are the leader of the case fifteen years ago."
"Oh... hahahaha..." The man laughed: "No matter who you are, you are much better than the idiot."
"You can call me Mr. F." Feng did not know.
"You can call me Hirata Hideyuki." The man said.
"You are Hirata Hideyuki, who is the jing who has been in prison for fifteen years?" Feng did not know.
"He is an idiot with the same name and the same name, and that's it." The other party replied.
"Understood..." Feng did not know: "I want to ask, when did you and the idiot parting ways?" Feng Shou did not ask a question along the other side.
"Get started when you graduate from college." That went back.
"Oh..." I didn't know how to laugh. "I understand, it's better. Then, in order to facilitate the conversation, I call you Pingtian. What do you mean by the idiot?"
"You are free." Pingtian Road.
"After graduating from Beijing University, Pingtian is going to go to the big city to develop, but Xiuyi insisted on going back to his home town. Is that true?" Feng asked.
"You said that it is too understatement... that idiot..." Pingtian in the mirror reveals a cruel sneer: "He gave up the opportunity to work in Tokyo and offered to break up with Miss Mei Jiazi, who is a director of the big consortium. The thousand dollars, how many men stared at it... Then, the idiot returned to the town of his hometown, and when he was a child, he ran to the kind of small business that was inconspicuous. Look at his end, the savage Carrying him and Fukui, and he worked hard, the company still smashed because of a scum of the suffocation, my six years of life, the future of this life, was buried in the idiot Hands."
"Well... it turns out that." Feng did not know: "In the year of college graduation, Xiuyi made a major and painful choice of life, so you and him were divided into two. The show is very honest and kind. He chose to go back to his hometown to marry. Pingtian you, ambitious, capable, and tough enough and cold, but you lost to Xiuyi after all." He paused: "Until six years later, November 24, 1990
i. When Pingtian heard the conversation of his colleague in the toilet, he collapsed, and then you took the upper hand and gained control of the body.

"Guess it is right, Mr. F." Pingtian replied.
"You hate Xiu Yi, hate his choice of the year, hate his fortune, and hate him for ruining your great future." Feng did not feel like: "You want revenge, completely destroy his enrollment." He thought For two seconds, the case before the beginning of reasoning: "As a well-educated, ability to do things, and cold enough, in crime, you are much better than Xiuyi. To kill Fukui, there are ways, but It’s not enough to just kill Fukui... In terms of the quality of the case and the plot, the sentencing of Xiu’s murder of Fukui will be very light. His colleagues and even the gents will appear in court to speak for him. Maybe he will be out for a few years. "I don’t know how to laugh: "So, you first kill a jing, and then use this jing to check the gun to kill Fukui. In this case, the show is difficult to escape.
Oh... you are really amazing. Logically speaking, the act of killing jing is also explained. Even if the show can't think of it, there is nothing to say in front of the evidence. If you just want to kill a way to expand the crime, then the one who has no motivation and knows nothing about that memory may be directly regarded as multiple schizophrenia. Then, together with his killing of Fukui, it can be interpreted as Jing problem.

Feng did not feel a breath: "Call...so the good calculations are terrible o." He shrank his neck: "Well... if I am going to do this case... on November 25
i's white, I will first bring the burial tool to the planned place of execution, destroyed by the typhoon 1
The i ruins are a good choice.
First of all, you are familiar with that piece. Secondly, no matter whether it is white or night, even if you are immersed in it, you can easily make a reason to appear nearby.
In short, at night, you randomly find a patrolling squad with a gun, make a reason to lie to him, suddenly attack, and then hide on the spot. In fact, you didn't think about hiding for too long, as long as you didn't find it before you killed Fukui. Who knows that the authorities have been ignoring the land, so that the last body was discovered after seven years.

"Oh? These are all you guessed out?" asked Hirata.
"Yeah, in fact, I should have thought of it long ago, but at the beginning, I didn't know your existence." Feng did not know how to return: "Show one, he will not do these things, he is far from you." However, even if the guy wants to take the gun, he will not enter it. He plans to stun the other from behind, and expects that before he kills Fukui, things will not be revealed." His eyes After a round, I smiled and said: "But you are different from Pingtian. If you assume that you are committing a crime, I can make the above inference with certainty."
"Oh... then you might as well guess what's going on," said Hirata.
"The later things are very simple. When you control your body, Xiuyi is in a state of no memory." Feng Shuai replied; "26
In the afternoon, there is no doubt that you clearly know that the ruler is away from home and is looking for Fukui. So, put a piece of paper in the pocket that reads No. 4-5 of Liufan Town, put a pistol, and came to the vicinity of the foreign museum in Fukui, and then temporarily returned the body to Xiuyi.
Suddenly he recovered his consciousness and was overwhelmed. He had a gun in his pocket, which made him very scared. Then he saw the piece of paper and came to the foreign museum in Fukui, and broke the good things on the second floor. Fukui’s kind of entry is definitely a slap in the face of Chao Xiuyi, trying to drive him away.
Rage, pain, confusion, or some kind of psychological suggestion under yours, there are countless shows that may lead to a chaotic brain, which is almost inevitable, this is the trap you set.
At this point, Xiuyi has a second memory. And shortly after he fired, you took over the body and proceeded to the next step..."