Chapter 105 Becoming a police officer just to kill people
The rustling sound of the summer evening wind blowing through the vast forest gave the silent night the color of a thriller. The firewood in the stone bonfire made a crackling sound under the disturbance of the flames.
Zhufu Jingguang, who was standing by the bonfire, glanced at his friends behind him, whose breathing had become steady. He stood up quietly, picked up the flashlight on the side, went to the nearby river, picked up warm drinking water, and washed his face as much as possible.
Wait until the shift changes in the middle of the night.
The words Fujiwara Yuu said came to mind, as well as the crime scene he had not yet investigated. Maybe his brain was not clear enough at this time, but it was possible to find clues that he had not noticed during the day.
It’s a long night anyway, so why not try your luck?
Zhu Fu Jingguang carefully walked to the tent with a flashlight. He opened the zipper and smelled the odor of corpses that was not there during the day. He fumbled for a handkerchief from his pocket and tied it in front of his nose. He leaned down and started to smell the corpse showing rigor mortis.
The remains were groped.
I have to say that he is indeed very courageous. He dared to examine the body alone in this dark Blizzard Villa mode. In European and American thrillers, he is the iron-headed monster who happily gave away the first head.
After some inspections, no traces of struggle were found on his body, and there was only one wound on his head. This shows that when Tamamori Yasuo was attacked by the murderer, he was facing the other person, which means that he was
There is an opportunity to change hands.
Then why was he indifferent? Could it be that he once held something in his hand?
Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that his idea might be the key to solving the problem. He lay on the tent and searched carefully, and finally fixed his eyes on the blue-black tie wrapped around Tamamori Yasuo's neck.
He looked at the tie as the murder weapon, but found something strange.
The amount of bleeding from the head caused blood to drip on the collar, and the victim's body was stained with more or less beer, but why was this tie clean without any stains?
This is too much of a coincidence, and coincidences at crime scenes are often the key to solving crimes.
Zhu Fu Jingguang stretched out his hand to untie his tie, put it in front of his nose and sniffed lightly. Sure enough, there was no smell of alcohol on it, which meant that the tie was indeed not contaminated with beer liquid.
Could it be that the tie has been swapped?
If one follows this line of reasoning, the murderer most likely used the excuse of fixing the victim's tie to get him to take the initiative to untie his tie. He also took advantage of the opportunity for the victim to take off his tie and took out the beer bottle hidden behind him and pointed it at the victim's head.
Hit hard.
Wait until the victim faints to the ground and loses the ability to resist, and then strangles the victim with the tie in his hand...The only possibility that the tie was dropped is that the murderer cut his hand on the shards of a wine bottle during the crime.
As for the blood stained tie, it had to be replaced.
If you want to find the murderer, you have to find the tie that has not been disposed of.
Zhu Fu Jingguang stood up and walked towards the area where the luggage was placed. He already had an idea of the murderer in his mind, so he passed by the luggage placed in front and directly reached out to pull out the luggage at the bottom.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was concentrating on searching for the tie, did not notice anyone approaching from behind. Just when he found the blood-stained tie wrapped in a white towel, the sudden movement behind him scared him and almost fell to the ground.
The gray-blue cat's eyes widened to the maximum extent, and he looked at the situation behind him in horror. He just turned his head, and the first thing that caught his eye was the shining silver blade less than thirty centimeters away from him.
Standing behind Morofuku Kagemitsu and holding a kitchen knife was the seemingly frail Naaka Tanihara. She looked at Fujiwara Yuu who had ruined his good deeds with a ferocious expression, struggling hard to resist the force that restrained her right hand.
"Don't waste your efforts. You can't break free with your own strength." Fujiwara Yudan calmly took the kitchen knife out of her hand and threw it aside. He looked at Naaka Tanihara coldly and said in an indifferent tone: "I thought
You will have some conscience, I didn’t expect that you would go crazy and want to attack innocent people.”
"Ayou?"
Zhufu Jingguang looked at Fujiwara Yuu in surprise. He didn't expect that he was not asleep. It seemed that this guy was very good at pretending to be asleep, and he didn't even notice it.
"Jingguang, when you act alone, you should pay more attention to the changes around you. Concentrating too much is your bad habit. You should be more careful when doing things alone in the future."
Fujiwara Yu has always recognized Morofuku's personal abilities. Although he is usually very low-key, his performance is average and above average. His biggest advantage is his patience and concentration, but the latter can sometimes become a weakness.
The police often encounter dangers when handling cases, so in order to avoid danger, they must always be vigilant. There are more evil people in this world than good people.
Perhaps because the noise was loud enough, Ozaki Chehei, who had slept comfortably and dreamed that he had finally ended his twenty-nine-year single career, got up from his sleeping bag in confusion. He wore a messy bird's nest hairstyle.
He said with an unhappy face:
"What are you doing up at midnight? It's really too much to disturb people's dreams. I almost kissed you!"
Almost kissed him? Fujiwara Yu stared at his half-moon eyes, what kind of dangerous dream is this guy dreaming about?
Zhufu Jingguang didn't expect that someone would have such a sweet dream and talk about it without shame. He pointed at Fujiwara Yu who had subdued the murderer and said with a smile:
"Ozaki-san, I'm sorry to disturb your sweet dream. But we are also doing business here, and the murderer of Assistant Professor Tamamori has been caught."
"What?!"
Ozaki Teppei raised his hand and picked at the eye droppings that were about to gather into hard lumps in the corner of his eyes. After seeing clearly that the person subdued by Fujiwara Yuu was Naaka Tanihara, he was not surprised. Maybe it was the boy's intuition at work, he always felt that Tanihara
His performance was a bit weird, especially when he hugged his head and cried, it was a bit exaggerated.
You know, they didn't know Tamamori Yasuo before. They would indeed feel sad when he died suddenly, but it would not reach such a state, not to mention that Assistant Tamamori's attitude towards them was very bad.
"So, did you lie to me when you said you were feeling unwell? You just hoped that more people would have no alibi so you could blend in..." Ozaki Teppei frowned and looked at the kitchen knife that fell on the ground.
Luo Lone said: "Will all of us be killed here in the end?"
After hearing this, Tanihara Naoka just smiled slightly. She slowly sat on the ground and looked at the bloody tie in Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand. After realizing that she had no way to escape the crime, she said to herself:
"If Zhufushi-san goes to bed obediently, I won't add another charge of attempted murder. But I won't regret it, because killing Tamamori Yasuo is the purpose of my entering the police academy. Now that my purpose has been accomplished, I
No regrets at all.”
It is too absurd and ironic to become a police officer just to kill people.
After waking up, Morishita Liaohei really didn't understand what kind of hatred could make Tanihara Naoka choose to kill the assistant coach. He couldn't help but asked:
"Tanihara-san, the teaching assistant...did he do anything to you?"