I always feel that the layout in this room makes people feel a little depressed, especially the dark brown wall surround, which is very incompatible with the dark golden lines on the upper part of the wall.

Is it necessary for inquiries?

If it is intentional rather than coincidence, then this Ayano Police Officer is quite good at creating psychological pressure through the environment... Then do I need to be more nervous later?

...Forget it, being too formal will make the other party doubt what I did.

It’s better to find an opportunity to make the atmosphere worse.

Ye Geng thought about it and pulled open the chair and sat next to Belmode.

Opposite the table, Aya Koru Fumi asked directly without any politeness:

"According to the witnesses, when an accident occurred, you two were watching from a very close place to the scene... right?"

"right."

Belmode responded.

Ye Gengyi shook his head slightly, stretched out his hands and gestured quickly in the air for a few quick gestures.

Is this... sign language?

Ayano Mitsuki was stunned, turned to Belmode and said in confusion:

"What did he say?"

Hello, you're just having a sore throat, not really dumb, just a little leader who participated in the meeting. Is it necessary to master so many skills?

Belmode sweated for a while and couldn't help but whisper in his heart.

I thought Ye Gengyi was trying to prevent himself from talking nonsense, so he showed this attitude of "even if I can't make a sound, I still have the ability to express myself" from the beginning, but he said helplessly:

"Well... he said, he didn't get very close, at least more than 3 meters away from the murder scene."

“3…3 meters?”

Yan Xiaolu Wenli was stunned again.

Ye Geng nodded, reached out to gesture for a while, then turned his head and looked at Belmode to signal her to continue translating.

Is it an illusion? Why does this person feel very annoyed even if he can't speak...

Belmode was determined not to do it for him, but he still said, facing Ayakoro Fumiya's gaze as he looked over:

"He said... the wine at the banquet was brought by Mrs. Poison Island himself, and almost everyone had drunk it before the game started."

"Oh?" Ayano Fumiji was puzzled: "Is there any problem?"

They had already learned about this information when they asked other members.

Ye Geng raised his hand and compared the finger with his finger with the letter "d", then tapped the index finger of his left hand with the index finger of his right hand.

Why is this short this time... Ayanoki Fumi looked at Belmode again.

"He said..." Belmode looked strange and translated: "Of course."

Ayanoki Fumi: "..."

The police officer in charge of the record: "…"

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻... Do such things also require sign language? Wouldn't it be enough to just nod!

The atmosphere was a bit strange.

Only Ye Gengyi was unmoved and watched Belmode finish the translation, he raised his hand and continued to gesture.

This time it was a set of expressions that lasted nearly twenty seconds, and then Ye Gengyi and Yan Xiaolu Wenli turned their heads to look at a thousand-faced witch.

I know, I know, please don’t understand so well, okay? Belmode disguised his face and accepted his fate:

"Mrs. Poison Island died immediately after drinking red wine. In the previous round of games, she only ate one bite of fish. Among the other three, only Mr. Xieyu drank the wine, so the poison was probably directly put into Mrs. Poison Island's cup. What was the police's inspection result? Did the wine in the bottle, the wine in the cup, and other foods on the table detect potassium cyanate reaction?"

"No, the only one who extracted the potassium cyanate was the wine glass of the deceased. In addition, there was no poison in the food on the table, the bottle of red wine, and the cup in front of the other three people."

The policeman who came in with them subconsciously blurted out. After realizing the glaring look of Ayakoro Fumi, he realized that he quickly lowered his head after realizing it.

Is there no poison reaction in the red wine bottle and food?

Well... the wine glasses and food are placed on the dining table with a turntable, which will move with the movement of the personnel's seats, so the chance that the murderer can poison is only the time after the game starts until the deceased draws the wooden wine.

Very efficient, but unfortunately I happened to be talking about Bourbon with Xiaobai at that time, and didn't observe carefully...

No, not right.

Didn't Belmode see it either?

In this matter, even if the person who poisoned it was Bourbon, she shouldn't have concealed anything from me. In other words, excluding the deceased's suicide, the person who poisoned it was so superb that he concealed an organization cadre?

Very awesome...

Ye Gengyi quickly sorted out his ideas.

It’s a pity that my current identity is a suspicious little leader, otherwise I would have planned to come from the police to identify the results first, and then go to the scene to take a look.

"Ahem..."

After Aya Koji Fumiya gave a gaze warning to his police officer's behavior of leaking the search results without authorization, he cleared his throat and continued:

"How much do you know about the games they played?"

"That was a game that the president of the Ni attended the meeting improved from the tea ceremony. It was called 'Measure'. I only heard similar games from others on weekdays. Today is the first time I watched and saw Mrs. Poison Island take out that box..."

Belmode paused, his tone was quite "candid":

"I don't know the others."

It's basically the same as most people's answers...

Ayano Mitsuki didn't find any problem, so she continued to ask:

"When you were watching, did you see four of them doing some small actions in secret? For example, did anyone secretly change the wooden signs and the wine in the wine glass? Who poured them for the beginning?"

"Little move... no? Because it seems that whoever eats and drinks is entirely determined by the draw of lots, as for the cup and the wine inside..."

Belmode pretended to be frowning and recalled, and hesitated: "They were in their hands at the beginning, and I don't know who fell it."

Ye Gengyi remained silent, but stretched out his thumb and index finger of his right hand and pinched it together and twisted it several times.

This is... a poisoning action!?

Could it be said!

"What's wrong...uh, sir..."

Wen Li Yan Xiaolu was shocked. Although he suddenly realized that after these two people entered the house, he was interrupted by Ye Gengyi's sign language and had not had time to ask their names, he didn't care about those things at this time and hurriedly asked:

"Did you remember something?"

Ye Gengyi looked at Belmode with no expression.

What kind of eyes? Am I your royal translator!

Belmode felt a little stuffy in his chest, but he still helplessly stretched out his index finger and thumb of his right hand, and made a twist gesture, explaining:

"…Sir Police Officer, this means 'yes'."

Ayanoki Fumi: "..."

The police officer in charge of the record: "…"

(╯╬o□ó)╯︵┻━┻ has said everything, can you just nod your head directly for such things!!!
Chapter completed!