A group of people in the restaurant then followed Jiang Xia's gaze and looked at Maya Hashimoto.
Maya Hashimoto: "..."
Although he knew that Jiang Xia had good intentions and did not want to take credit, but being forced to bathe in the public eye, this member of the organization who was supposed to implement the "hidden" principle couldn't help but become a little richer in the ice tea.
Fortunately, in the eyes of a serious detective, the most important thing is to solve the case.
After a while, Jiang Xia finally remembered the business and turned around to ask Fu Mingmei: "You knew he was a drug dealer, but you didn't arrest him?"
"There is no evidence." Fuwa Narumi sighed and put out the cigarette:
"That guy was too cunning. No matter how hard we stayed, we couldn't catch him at the transaction site. We only found some of his suspected clients - the dead female group leader and script writer. It didn't take long for us to get this clue.
'Red-bearded Santa Claus' died in his room."
"That's it." Jiang Xia, "That is to say, the drug dealer was probably silenced by the two of them, and now, those two people were avenged by the dead drug dealer - of course, the dead cannot avenge themselves.
So the murderer who signed the name 'Red Beard Santa Claus' in blood should be someone related to the real 'Red Beard Santa Claus'."
Bupo Jingjing shrugged: "Maybe, but unfortunately I don't know who that person is yet. Hum, I will definitely find him out."
After he left, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but whispered to Jiang Xia: "She is asking you for help in a roundabout way. She was severely beaten by her when we first arrived - we would have discovered how powerful the detective is earlier.
Okay."
Jiang Xia nodded: "It's not too late now, her clues may be very useful."
…
There was no drama performance today, and the whole day was peaceful.
It's just that the troupe is missing two leaders, and the enthusiasm of the remaining actors is suddenly reduced. They are obviously hesitant to continue to complete the play.
The final result was that, for the entire day, the actors were in the lounge arranging props and flipping through the scripts one after another - like a group of leaders who did not want to work after the sudden death, but felt that it was not appropriate to just throw away their picks.
Fish monster.
A trio of temporary workers were also called to help, and they fished for the entire day.
…
"What a quiet day." Jiang Xia stretched out in the room, looked at the snow-covered yard, and suddenly thought of something.
"By the way, I have been busy with the theater troupe and haven't taken a photo with Saburo Inozuka yet. I don't know if his luck will be better than that of his eldest and second brothers and he will survive until the end of the case."
The ghosts are also thinking about this problem, and have already placed their bets behind the psychic master's back. Wisps of murderous intent are being pushed onto the betting board, and are being carefully collected by Miss Spider.
Hearing Jiang Xia talk about this, they all turned their heads and looked over, obviously very interested in it.
Jiang Xia thought about it and thought it was best not to take the risk: this is already the last child of the Inozuka family. And coincidentally, there is only one word difference between the name of the vodka "Uozuka Saburo", which is a rare opportunity - can it be
Life is his own creation, but he has to take a commemorative photo before anything happens.
"But I haven't had the habit of taking photos with people before. If I suddenly ask him to take a photo like this, if he suddenly dies or something happens to me later, will I become very suspicious?" Jiang Xia thought carefully.
Then he quickly made a decision: "Anyway, it's just for Vodka and Gin. It doesn't matter if I don't appear in the photo. Let's wear the vest of 'Kurosawa Zo'. It just so happens that Gin's real name is Kurosawa, so it's okay to shoot Kurosawa Zo and Pig."
The photo of Saburo Tsuka was sent to Kurosawa Jin and Saburo Uozuka, it’s very memorable when you think about it.”
So Matsuda Jinpei was quickly picked up by him, thrown into the clay, and started to pile up puppets.
Matsuda Jinpei: "..."
It wanted to say it many times. The name Kurosawa Zuo didn't sound very nice, but...well, forget it, it was just a vest used to make a living. The psychic could call it whatever he wanted.
…
In the evening, when the work was finally over, a group of people returned to their rooms in twos and threes.
Although for the three temporary workers, in theory, it is safest for the three of them to always work together.
But in actual practice, if three strong men sneak around and stick together wherever they go, not only will this easily attract a lot of attention, but they themselves will always feel weird and their self-esteem will be ruined.
Therefore, at apparently safe times and places, the actions of the three people were not so extreme.
Taking advantage of the bustling crowd outside and the possibility of a murder, the three of them played guessing games.
Then the other two people went upstairs, and Saburo Inozuka, the loser, went to the front desk to exchange his room card.
This hotel uses electronic magnetic cards. For safety reasons, the card will be reset every midnight. The magnetic card from the previous day will lose its effect and cannot be used. So they are used to going to the front desk before going to bed to collect the card for the next day.
.
After receiving the card, Saburo Inozuka turned around and planned to go back to his room.
When he reached the corner of the second and third floors, all his companions had finished walking. He was about to speed up his pace through this dangerous no-man's land, but at this moment, someone walked down the road.
The man was wearing a black suit, sunglasses, and had fluffy curly hair. Seeing him, the man in black nodded to him and said casually: "Are you Saburo Inozuka? You worked so hard to bring Toriyama here.
"
"Ah, it's okay, you're welcome." Saburo Inozuka's mind was still confused, but he already responded instinctively.
After finishing speaking, he slowly digested the short sentence just now. He raised his head and his mind exploded with a bang: Bird Pill?! What Bird Pill, which Bird Pill?... Could it be that he didn't?
The woman who succeeded in silencing her but was almost shot in the head? Is she the woman who for some reason was firmly considered by Maya Hashimoto to be "that thing"?!
A series of thoughts flashed through, and Saburo Inozuka's brain was overloaded. The first clear thought that jumped out was: Haha, he just said that Toriyama Naoko couldn't be "that thing"! Otherwise, how could she be sent like cargo?
Send it - I don’t know why Maya Hashimoto refuses to believe such an obvious fact.
Immediately afterwards, a deeper thought hit him again: So on the other hand, who can be the person who can say such a thing now?
For a moment, Saburo Inozuka wanted to poke his eyes out: "I, I, I... I didn't see anything! Nothing happened tonight. I don't know you. Don't worry, I understand the rules!"
The man in black laughed and said, "You don't need to be so formal. I'm just an ordinary citizen. I just came to see you because I think you are a good match and I want to take a photo with you - you probably won't mind."
The words he said were polite, but Saburo Inozuka didn't hear any room for refusal.
He raised his head and found that the man in black actually raised a mobile phone: "Here, look at the camera."
