h2>So, when another elevator opened its door a few seconds later, Feren stood in and pressed the button for the fourth floor.
Just as the elevator carried the three Ferrons up to the fourth floor, at the other end of downtown Tokyo, at least twenty police officers had blocked Kumamoto's house, and the leaders of them were Honda Shigeru and Fujita.
But at this time, both of them looked very ugly after examining Kumamoto's body on the bed, because Kumamoto's death was exactly the same as Yamamoto's.
Fujita was the first to break free from the pain of his colleague's murder. He looked at Kumamoto's wife and said, "Mrs. Kumamoto, you must have slept with Kumamoto last night, right? When did you find out that Kumamoto-kun was dead?"
Okabe, who was also grieving, stared at Fujita when he heard Fujita's question, and asked without hesitation: "Fujita-kun, what do you mean by asking that?"
"What's the point? I'm just wondering why Kumamoto-kun is still lying on the bed at home instead of in the hospital!" Fujita said tit for tat.
As soon as these words came out, Honda Shigeru, who was secretly wiping crocodile tears, also raised his head, glared at Okabe with red eyes, and said: "Since Fujita has questions, Mitsuko, please explain it!"
Okabe didn't dare to say anything after seeing this. At the same time, he looked at his sister, Mrs. Kumamoto, the former Mitsuko Okabe, wiping away tears and said: "I only found out about Yoichiro's body when I got up in the morning and made breakfast and wanted to wake him up.
I'm sick... In fact, we just had sex the day before yesterday, so we didn't have sex in the past two nights. I went to bed early and was wrapped in a thin quilt, so naturally I couldn't detect Yoichiro's body temperature!"
Yoichiro is Kumamoto's nickname, and Mrs. Kumamoto's series of remarks are reasonable. However, after listening to it, Fujita still raised a question: "Mrs. Kumamoto, according to your statement, you two do not have frequent sexual intercourse, then you don't
Get up late or something?"
Mrs. Kumamoto waved her hand and said: "I don't have the habit of getting up at night, but Ichiro and I have been getting up once or twice every night in recent years!"
"In that case, how could you not pay attention to whether Kumamoto-kun got up last night?" Fujita said sharply.
Okabe was quite dissatisfied when he heard this and said: "Fujita-kun, if Mitsuko is sleeping deeply, he will not pay attention to whether Kumamoto wakes up at night. What do you mean by asking? What are you suspecting?"
"What do I suspect? Do you know that the criminal class 1 also died last night? And the circumstances of his death were exactly the same as Kumamoto!" Fujita glared at Okabe and said, "But judging from the liver temperature measured by the forensic doctor just now, both of them were
The time of death of people is almost the same, do you understand what this means? If the murderer is the same person, then how could Yamamoto die in the countryside last night, uh no, in the early morning?"
Okabe's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but Fujita hadn't finished talking yet and continued: "According to what Mrs. Kumamoto said just now, Kumamoto's ability to get up once or twice during the night is a sign of kidney failure, but she doesn't, huh, but hers
She seems to be two years younger than Kumamoto, right? That’s thirty-four. At this age, a woman’s needs are strong. She actually didn’t ask for anything from Kumamoto-kun for two nights in a row. It’s really weird!”
"You fart!" After listening to the previous analysis, Okabe was still a little suspicious of his sister, but as soon as Fujita said the second half of his words, he couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed Fujita's neck collar and punched him. "
Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, but Okabe's fist did not hit Fujita's face as expected, but was held by Fujita: "Okabe-kun, what do you mean by trying to hit me so covertly?"
Okabe was so angry that he was trembling with anger at Fujita's questioning, and shouted: "Fujita, what do you mean by your words? Insinuations, what exactly do you want to frame?"
"I don't mean to frame you, I just have reasonable doubts. After all, Mrs. Kumamoto's staying up late is a sign that she is in good health, and she has no needs even though she is in good health. Do you think it's strange that this happens?" Fujita said.
His tone was a bit frivolous when he spoke, but his eyes kept glancing at Mrs. Kumamoto, trying to detect anything strange.
Honda Shigeru is not a fool either. He also paid attention to Mrs. Kumamoto’s expression after listening to Fujita’s reasoning. However, I don’t know whether Mrs. Kumamoto’s acting skills have reached the sky or because she really has a clear conscience. There is nothing but sadness on her face.
Others made Fujita shout that he had miscalculated.
Sure enough, Honda, who had waited for a few seconds and failed to see any clues, lost his patience and scolded: "Fujita, let go of Okabe quickly, how unbecoming is it to pull and pull like this!"
Hearing this, Fujita almost lost his temper. It was obviously Okabe who wanted to beat him, but why did he end up fighting him after a while? Fortunately, Fujita's ninja skills are pretty good (he looks like a Japanese).
Men’s endurance skills are not bad), I suffered a lot from Honda
Shigeru's scolding did not occur, but instead let go of Okabe's hand, and then said with a slight sneer: "Then it seems that the murderers of Yamamoto-kun and Kumamoto-kun should be a group of people, otherwise their deaths cannot be explained at all.
Status and time of death!”
Hearing this, Honda Shigeru nodded and said: "Fujita, I agree with you, so are you interested in accepting this case?" As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Kumamoto was shocked, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. Unfortunately,
At this time, no one present noticed.
"I'm sorry, Chief Honda. You should know that our Special Affairs Section is only responsible to the Chief of the Metropolitan Police Department. The reason why I came here is because I happened to hear about Kumamoto's death, so I came to take a look. I just didn't expect that the chrysanthemum...
The serial murder case in the museum is getting more and more complicated now!"
Hearing Fujita talking there, Honda felt extremely aggrieved. Originally, he wanted to use the special power of the Special Affairs Division to detect the case of his nephew's death in his own house as soon as possible, but he didn't expect Fujita to refuse him such help.
To save face, he rejected his proposal without thinking at all. Just when he was trying to find an excuse to have an attack
At that time, Fujita said again: "Chief Inspector Honda, please forgive me for speaking frankly. It seems that Yamamoto, Matsaki Satomi Kiso, and Kumamoto lying here are all your subordinates, right? I think this series of events seems to be caused by someone."
Having said that to you, I will take my leave now!" Having said this, he bowed and went straight out of Kumamoto's bedroom.
Honda's face was filled with uncertainty and frightening fear. It was obvious that he had listened to everything Fujita had just said. Fortunately, the corpse transport truck from the forensic department arrived at this time, and two morticians wearing masks came in behind the forensic doctor.
, the forensic doctor said: "Sir Honda, everyone who is bothering you will give way, the body must be transported away!"
Regarding these words, Honda Shigeru wanted to get angry, but he finally endured it. After all, it was his nephew who died now. If the people in the forensic department were offended, and the autopsy report was sloppy, wouldn't it delay the detection of the case?
Just when Honda Shigeru was swallowing his anger, the three of them had already arrived at the fourth floor of Ise Department Store. They never thought that this place was actually a restaurant, but it was only less than eleven o'clock in the morning, and it was not yet lunch time.
"Welcome, sir, who are you?" Since the elevator leads directly to the restaurant, a waitress greeted him as soon as he stepped out of the elevator door.
Feren was scanning the hall and did not answer the waitress's question. Wei Lian was still struggling with being spied on and was in a bad mood. After hearing the waitress's question, she immediately answered for Feren: "
You can’t count yourself?”
"Oh, that's three of them!" The waitress felt bored and had to continue: "In that case, three of you, please come over here!"
Fearon pointed to the table by the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "Is there a partition? If there is no partition, let's sit by the window!"
Hearing this, the waitress said helplessly: "I'm sorry, there are either guests in the cubicle or it has been booked. Since the three of you want to sit by the window, please come with me!" She immediately led the way with small steps.
When Wei Lian heard this, she immediately muttered deliberately: "What kind of shabby restaurant is this? It doesn't even have a cubicle!" When Christina heard this, she quickly pulled her down with her hand and pouted again.
, meaning don’t talk too much, lest you become like me.
Seeing this, Wei Lian quickly stuck out her tongue, not daring to talk nonsense. However, after sitting down, she took advantage of the opportunity to order food and said to Feilun: "Boss, why did we choose to sit here? Although this side is facing the sun.
, but the light outside is still very strong, why not lower the curtains?”
Feilun waved his hand and said: "No, this is just right!"
"What exactly?" Wei Lian asked in astonishment.
Fearon glared at her and said: "You don't know how to use your own brain!" After that, he pointed at the menu and said to the waitress: "I want this, this and this, they are the same as me, and they will give me another order."
A bottle of authentic Lafite from 1982!”
"This..." The waitress suddenly felt embarrassed when she saw the dish Feilun ordered.
Wei Lian frowned and said, "What's that expression on your face? Isn't it true that all the dishes my boss ordered are not available? Or do you think that because the clothes we are wearing are cheap, you think we can't pay the bill?"
"No, no, I'll go to the kitchen and place an order right now!" The waitress immediately blushed and ran away.
But Feilun glanced at Wei Lian, and seemed to be reproaching but actually asked with concern: "Why are you two so frugal? You actually learned how to wear street clothes when you came to Tokyo!"
"No, this is actually Nana's request, because her clothes are a bit too big for the bust recently!" Wei Lian reminded Fei Lun, "And the brand-name goods in the specialty store are all marked, hers
My chest was uncomfortable, so I bought a few street stall items to make do..."
"Okay, okay!" Feilun waved his hand, "When I get back to Hong Kong, I will find someone to come over and help you order a few sets!"