Maya Hashimoto regretted her mistake for a while, and at the same time launched a deep introspection: "At that time, I was worried that listening to this kind of singing too much would affect my judgment and reaction, and then step into some kind of negative chain trap, so I wanted to get out as soon as possible...
…But now it seems that maybe my judgment had been affected even back then!”
"...This kid's dirty tricks are really hard to guard against. He must have deliberately sang like this. Otherwise, how could it be so difficult to hear an ordinary out-of-tune song?"
Maya Hashimoto took a deep breath, and the ice tea quietly poured out.
Fortunately, the annoying primary school student next to him didn't stare at him for too long - because the police came.
"How did it come so fast?" Maya Hashimoto was a little confused at first, but then she realized: That's right, these policemen were still handling the case two blocks away just now. Let alone driving, even if they ran over, they wouldn't be able to use the front and rear.
5 minutes... After all, compared to myself, this group of policemen are Lord Uzuo's real model workers.
…
The model workers who came to the scene quickly got into work skillfully and tiredly.
Officer Takagi nervously checked the body like a lottery, and then exhaled with great relief: Very good, this man has a wallet with his driver's license stuffed in the wallet - this way, his identity can be confirmed quickly without having to
Go to great lengths to investigate an unknown body.
Not long after, he brought the information he found back to the Jiangxia and Mumu Police Department: "The deceased's name was Mao Tingxun, 46 years old. The cause of death was multiple heavy blows to the head with a blunt instrument and beating to death."
The Mumu Police Department made a sound and looked at the deceased with some confusion: "Why is he covered with a coat? Who put it on him? Could it be that when the deceased was found, he had not completely died?"
Jiang Xia shook his head: "Unfortunately, when we saw him, he was already a corpse - I heard from the front desk that the deceased was a guest who came to sing. This coat should have been hung on his body when he entered the door.
On the clothes rack at the door.
"As for why you are here now... probably the murderer used this piece of clothing as a cushion when he beat the victim to prevent blood from splattering on himself."
Mumu Police Department clicked his tongue: "So calm, it doesn't sound like impulsive killing, but more like preparedness."
"Mr. Jiang Xia, police department." The forensic officer suddenly discovered something. "In the pocket of the deceased's coat, there was a camera - an old-fashioned film camera."
"Oh?" Police Department Memu vaguely felt that this was an important clue. He ordered a subordinate, "Go and develop the photos immediately to see what he took!"
The young police officer responded and ran away holding the camera.
In addition to these conspicuous things, other physical evidence at the scene remains to be investigated.
During the waiting time, the Mumu Police Department was not idle. In order not to stay up all night tonight, he yawned and steeled himself to ask the witnesses present: "Who was the first person to discover the body?"
"It's me." The front desk guy with dyed yellow hair was shocked. "I found that this guest hadn't asked for a song, so I wanted to come over and see what he was doing. But as soon as I opened the door, I saw him.
His head was covered with blood and he fell to the ground..."
He didn't need to say what happened next, everyone already knew it.
The Mumu Police Department waved his hand and interrupted the rest of the useless words. He turned to ask: "Are you the one on duty tonight? Do you still remember who the deceased came with?"
The receptionist not only remembered it, but also had a deep impression: "He was alone, but... when he came, he made a very strange request."
"What request?"
The front desk pointed at Jiang Xia: "The dead guest said that when he came during the day, his friend who was traveling with him hid his things in box No. 3, so he asked me to pay more attention to the people in that box and wait until those people left.
, notify him immediately.”
"That sounds a bit strange. Who would hide something in a KTV when they have nothing to do?" Police Department Mumu touched his chin in confusion and casually nodded at two people. "To be on the safe side, you guys go to Box 3 to look for them."
The two young police officers entered the house in response. However, after rummaging through the house, they even lifted up the sofa cushions and searched carefully, but found nothing.
Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko looked at each other and suddenly realized something. They got together and whispered: "I remember Jiang Xia said just now that the deceased was the person who followed us... Could it be that he asked the waiter to stare at
In fact, the purpose of entering the box is not to find something, but to keep an eye on our movements and continue to follow us after we leave?!"
——In the dead of night, the delicate and frail female high school student happily left the KTV. But when she said goodbye to her classmates and walked alone on the night road, a shadow followed her silently...
"Hey!!" The two of them hugged each other in horror, feeling frightened for a while. "There are too many bad people in society! But... what does he want to do by following us?"
…
Although I am very curious about the purpose of the suspicious stalker, everyone is dead now. Rather than these conspiracies that can no longer be completed, what is more concerning now seems to be how he died.
"If a person dies in a KTV, and the box where the deceased is located has no windows, then one thing is certain - the murderer has entered this room!"
Mumu Police Department touched his chin and asked the front desk: "After the deceased entered the box, who had left the ktv?"
The front desk trotted back to the counter, lowered his head and flipped through the records, and gave an answer that made the police very happy: "Not one, but a few more customers came one after another."
As he said that, the front desk looked at the guests who were called by the police and recalled in order:
"First, the high school students entered Box 3, followed closely by the deceased guest, who entered Box 5.
"After him, there is this..." The receptionist paused, swallowing back the adjective "ferocious gangster brother", and then said, "It's this burly brother who always exercises at first sight. They are
Box No. 4."
"The guest with a long face came at about the same time. He is in Box 2."
"The elderly guest who arrived last went to Box 1."
At this point, the front desk person paused for a moment, and then he realized one thing: the first few high school students who came here are really the Gods of Wealth. Before they arrived, the store was crowded. When they entered the store, they suddenly
Ding dong, ding dong, it’s full of customers... Well, it’s a pity that a murder occurred in the store, otherwise the sales volume tonight must be good.
The police department did not notice the receptionist's distraction.
His eyes had followed the list just now and landed on the three guests except Jiang Xia and the others.
