Jiang Xia reminded him: "The handle of the knife is full of blood."
The Mu Mu Police Department immediately understood - when a normal person stabs someone with a knife and holds the handle of the knife, the blood will be blocked, but the handle of this knife was not stained with blood at all.
After they had finished looking at the knife, the police officer from the forensics department took another evidence bag: "There are several masks that are more or less stained with blood, and the blood stains are all at the corners of the mouth - this one has the most stains.
"
Jiang Xia glanced at the mask and saw that the blood was centered around the mouth, and half of the mask had been splashed open. It looked as if the mask had bitten through a human artery.
Police officer from the forensics department: "The blood should have been spattered on it. The mask must have been very close to the deceased at the time of the crime. And the angle is a bit strange. It spattered from the front. It just looked like..."
He didn't dare to say the next thing because it was too unmaterialistic - judging from the blood spatter, it was as if the mask had bitten the deceased.
The Mumu Police Department did not think about it from the perspective of those gods and ghosts: "Maybe the murderer happened to be wearing this mask when he committed the crime. Humph, that guy found so many masks and scattered them on the bed, he must be trying to confuse the public.
They want us to move closer to the legend - we are the police, how could we be fooled by such a trick!"
After he finished speaking with great passion, he remembered that he now knew nothing about who the murderer was. The tone of the Mu Mu Police Department weakened again, and he cleared his throat nonchalantly: "Right, brother Jiang Xia."
Jiang Xia nodded respectfully.
At this time, Sato Miwako came into the house with a cold air. She took a breath of hot air on her palms and rubbed them while saying: "We searched the yard and the nearby woods - there were no footprints on the snow, and this snow was
It stopped yesterday evening, which means that no one except the police had entered or left the villa before and after the incident."
Jiang Xia looked at a group of onlookers who were quietly eating melons with their ears raised: "So the murderer is among us."
Everyone: "!" Damn it, I still haven't escaped...
Fortunately, everyone has seen many cases and has been mentally prepared for it. At this time, they just become more wary of the people around them.
The Mumu Police Department breathed a sigh of relief - it would be easy to handle if they were not outsiders, they only needed to check the people in the house.
but……
"Not counting Jiangxia and the others for the time being..." Megure Police Department glanced at Maya Hashimoto in his anxious eyes, "Mr. Hashimoto, there were photographer Masaki Katagiri, baseball player Mamoru Matsudaira, and secretary Ina in this room last night.
Ye Kazuo, fortune teller Nagahara, rock singer Aikawa Touya, and two twin maids..."
seven people?
How come there are so many!
Torimaru Naoko glanced at the anxious Masumi Takamori: "This house will separate the east and west sides at night. Mrs. Su Fang's bedroom is on the third floor, and can only be accessed from the west, so the murderer should be among the people on the west side.
.”
Maya Hashimoto: "..." This woman is stealing the job of a detective assistant again! What does she want to do? Could it be that she is really a colleague?
Megure Police Department's eyes lit up after hearing this. He took the statistical chart given to him by Naoko Toriyama and did some calculations: "Those who live in the west include you, the secretary, the photographer, the baseball player, the fortune teller, uh...
"
Five people is still a lot.
…But it’s still better than the seven just now.
Mu Mu, the police officer, wiped his face and had to work diligently. Fortunately, he was familiar with other processes. There didn't seem to be much difference between three, five, and seven procedures.
He simply stopped breaking down the details and gathered everyone in the restaurant. Then he asked for alibi as usual: "Where were you doing at 2:30 in the morning yesterday? Can anyone prove it?"
After saying that, the Mumu Police Department quietly glanced at Jiang Xia and found that Jiang Xia was distracted looking at the two maids.
The Mumu Police Department then also looked over and casually clicked on the one closest to him: "Miss Shimoli, please tell me first." The two people looked so similar that he couldn't tell them apart. Fortunately, they both had the same surname, so they definitely didn't have the same surname.
wrong.
Masumi Takamori, who was the first to be taken out: "...!!" Why did the policeman call her so early? Did he suspect something?!
While she was panicking, she simply followed the panic and trembled like a poor passerby who rarely encountered murder cases: "I... Before Mr. Hashimoto came to call me, I stayed in my room and slept.
.”
Maya Hashimoto glanced at her: "..." This was a lie - this woman was obviously not just waking up when he went there, she looked like she had already woken up and had a meal.
But he didn't reveal anything: he and the maid were the only two people in the room at the time, Conan was thrown away, and there was no third person who could testify. Even if he exposed it, the maid could change her story and say that she was awakened by the silence and couldn't sleep and didn't dare
I went out, so I waited in the house soberly.
Of course, more importantly, Hashimoto Maya now suspects that these two maids are Usa's people - although Conan's scroll king always cheats him and does not seem to shy away from internal fighting at all. But Hashimoto Maya has just arrived and is sure
I don't have good standards, and I don't dare to send my colleagues under the nose of the police as soon as I get started.
He had no choice but to play it safe and said nothing, silently watching the sky.
There was no third party to interrupt, so the Mumu Police Department didn't see anything. They only heard that it was the maid who was staying with Jiang Xia and the others - on the east side. There was no suspicion about the people here.
He became a little more relaxed and his tone was no longer so serious: "After Mr. Hashimoto found you, did you go to the Mask Hall to open the door together?"
Takamori Masumi thought about all her eighteen years of life experience, and finally managed to stabilize her weak and helpless look. She nodded: "We first went to the kitchen to get the key - the key was hung on the wall of the kitchen, and then we went
Open the mask hall."
The Mumu Police Department suddenly realized: "The key is actually public? In other words, even people from the east of you can go to the west to kill people at any time?"
Takamori Masumi was startled and said quickly: "There are two doors of the Mask Hall between the east and the west. You can't get through with only one key!"
"Oh, that's right." Memu Police Department felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and looked at others, "What about you?"
I turned my head in the direction of Maya Hashimoto.
Maya Hashimoto: "..." Could this policeman still think he is suspicious subconsciously? Damn it, he is a good citizen!
Feeling a little unhappy, but being watched by a group of police and detectives, the Tokyo Bay land reclamation journeyman could only say honestly: "I received an internal call from an unknown person in the room in the middle of the night last night. I was so panicked that I didn't know what to do.
If you want to do it, go and wake up Jiang Xia and the others..."
He talked about what happened last night in detail, and then said: "After meeting the maid, we entered the Mask Hall and found that the shelves on both sides were empty, and all the 200 cursed masks were gone."
