The Memu Police Department is also aware of the suspicion of this new person.
He asked Qing Shuiyang: "Where did you drink before? Are there any other companions besides you?"
Qing Shuiyang nodded, turned around and pointed upstairs behind him: "It's right there, the lighted room on the fifth floor."
Jiang Xia raised her head and looked over. Beside her, Mao Lilan was also looking at the window. She suddenly shuddered and whispered to Jiang Xia: "Isn't this the balcony where the drunk man poked his head when we came back?"
A few minutes ago, she thought this scene of a gathering of friends was warm and funny. Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, one of them turned into a corpse lying on the ground, and his head was broken and bleeding, and he died miserably.
Maya Hashimoto happened to be standing not far away. With his peripheral vision, he glanced at the goosebumps on Mao Lilan's arm and nodded secretly: Such a timid female high school student seems to be able to win from Uzo's team of subordinates.
The first to rule out?
Maya Hashimoto: "..." But then I thought about it, and I seemed to have had goosebumps just now - to be safer, don't rule it out, just reduce the suspicion.
…
When Jiang Xia heard Mao Lilan's words, she seemed a little sad and sighed.
But a qualified detective only sees cases. He said to the Memu Police Department: "There was indeed a party and drinking there not long ago, and they must have drunk a lot, because I saw someone drunk - why not go upstairs and ask them
Condition."
The meeting place was not far next door, and the Mumu Police Department took them upstairs.
After knocking on the door for a while, someone finally came over and opened the door drunkenly.
Inside the room were two college students who were about the same age as the deceased. They glanced outside the door and saw a strange team composed of middle-aged people, mixed-race people who looked like foreigners, high school students and children.
The two of them had question marks on their heads, and they had sobered up a bit: "Are you...?"
Shimizu Hiroshi struggled to squeeze in from behind and shared this huge gossip and bad news with them: "Ikuta was killed!"
"?!"
Completely sober from the wine.
Someone's eyes fell on Jiang Xia's face, and he suddenly realized: "No wonder I always feel familiar, you are the detective who solved many cases! Who killed Ikuta?"
Jiang Xia has answered this kind of questions many times, and has developed a skill: "She should be one of you."
When the faces of several college students suddenly changed and they looked at each other suspiciously, he changed his words seriously: "Or a passing gangster."
College students: “…”
Jiang Xia took advantage of them to be sober and began to collect clues: "Which of you is the owner of the house here? Are there any similar rumors of headshots and murders nearby?"
The one who was relatively drunk stood up: "This is the apartment I rented. I have lived here for two years and I have never heard of similar news - there are indeed some dead people who were extorted and then had their heads shot off.
, but the murderers have all been caught long ago, and they should not be released yet."
It was only then that the young police officer, who had been squeezed behind by the energetic detective team, climbed up the stairs. He quickly started working, looking at the two new people who appeared in the room, and wanted to register their information.
The strong man in the back smelled of alcohol. He pointed to the owner of the house and then to himself: "His name is Takeno Koji, and I am Nakamura Einori. We are all members of a mountain climbing club, and we usually have a good relationship.
, often go out for dinner and drinks.”
Maya Hashimoto looked down at the coffee table.
The table was messy by a few drunkards. It was piled with snacks, beer, and cigarette butts. There was also an ice bucket with a bottle of bourbon next to it. These students were quite good at drinking.
Bourbon with Coke.
"Speaking of which, there seems to be bourbon in the wine Uzo packed yesterday." Maya Hashimoto recalled what happened yesterday and looked at today's table again, vaguely alert.
But soon he felt that he was overthinking: bourbon is a common drink, and many people have it at home. Besides bourbon, Uzo also took away many other things yesterday... among them
The ingredients for one drink seemed to include Irish whiskey.
Thinking about it, Maya Hashimoto sighed: In fact, he occasionally used wine to relieve his sorrows, but he drank very little each time.
First, living in this organization that kills people as quickly as chopping melons and vegetables. As a cadre confidant who has mastered a lot of important information, Hashimoto Maya is very worried that he will leak the flaw when he is drunk, and wake up the next day and move out inexplicably.
Arrive at Tokyo Bay.
The second is that he has been exposed to too many wine names. When others see wine, they will only think of the deliciousness of the wine, as well as the stories and past stories while drinking. But when he sees a bottle of wine, a picture will often pop up in his mind.
face, or some deeds, and then the appetite suddenly decreases.
——For example, from today on, no, from earlier on, he has made up his mind not to touch any drinks containing ouzo. Drinking it will bring bad luck.
"Speaking of which, there seems to be a man named Bourbon among the cadres, and he has some interactions with Mr. Ireland, but I haven't seen him, or maybe I have, but I haven't matched up with him."
Maya Hashimoto looked at the bourbon on the coffee table and sighed silently: "Oh, the peripheral members are so sad. The intelligence is always missing the most critical point, and they are pushed out as cannon fodder every time. I don't know when they will arrive.
What will my future be like after being under Uzo's hands?"
…
The joys and sorrows of people are not the same as each other. Unlike this job-hopping confidant who lamented over the wine bottle, the others are still focused on looking for the murderer who brutally shot his head.
The owner of the house sighed and followed Jiang Xia's request and told what happened: "It happened that no one had classes today, so I organized a drinking party. We started drinking around 7 o'clock in the evening, and everyone is a little drunk now.
Dizzy - to be honest, I can't remember when Ikuta left the house. I didn't expect that when I saw him again, he was actually dead..."
Shimizu Yo, who was the first to run from here to watch the crime scene, had some impressions of this: "It should be around 10 o'clock. Because I remember that around 9 o'clock, Kusaka called Ikuta, and it seemed that he wanted to make an appointment.
He goes out..."
Kusaka Masami was the first person to discover it.
He had just been suddenly identified by Mouri Kogoro. At this time, everyone was in a panic. Hearing Qing Shuiyang say that he had called the deceased, he quickly interrupted: "Wait a minute! Don't talk nonsense, I didn't call him at all!"
"
"Ah?" Qing Shuiyang paused, looked at the two classmates drinking together next to him, and checked with the owner and the strong man, "He has been beaten, right?"
The owner of the house nodded: "I don't know where Ikuta went at that time. When I answered the phone, Kusaka's voice came through the receiver."
Kusaka Masami: "You, you don't want to spit on others!"
The Mumu Police Department caught another key point in the words: "So where did the deceased go at that time?"
