Fujiwara Yu hooked his fingers towards Yamamura Cao, and waited until he squatted in front of the body like himself before slowly speaking:
"The most valuable clue at the discovery site is the remains of the victim. There is no way to deduce the correct cause of death with the view you just had. Now take a closer look."
Yamamura Soo looked at the victim's body carefully. He had indeed preconceived the idea that the kitchen knife inserted into the victim's body was the murder weapon. But after he looked carefully, he found that there was a wound on the back of the victim's head, but the amount of bleeding was not large enough.
It's not obvious.
"Senior Takaji, is the cause of death of the victim caused by being hit on the head with a blunt instrument?"
"Yes, the head was hit with a blunt instrument, resulting in intracranial contusion and laceration and death." Fujiwara Yu pointed at the chest of Shinji Asakura's body and explained: "The murderer probably didn't realize that the victim was dead, so he looked for him again.
When the kitchen knife pierces the victim's heart, the amount of bleeding on the ground is the best proof that the amount of bleeding will decrease after death."
Yamamura Soo took notes carefully. He felt that today was a very good opportunity to learn more useful knowledge from his idol. When he was studying at the police academy, theoretical knowledge was indeed better than practical operations. If not
As a local policeman, he really couldn't help but become a police officer at such a young age.
Many policemen at the same time as him went to work in big cities such as Osaka, Tokyo, and Kyoto. Although it is more difficult to get promoted there and the work is busier, once promoted, the salary will be much better than that of the local police.
It's a kind of game.
Yamamura Soo originally wanted to go to Tokyo because he remembered that his young playmates lived in Tokyo, but when he thought about having to go to Tottori Prefecture to visit his elderly grandmother every week, he gave up the idea of going to work in a big city.
Fujiwara Yu saw that Yamamura was studying seriously, so he thought that he should be able to chat with Morofushi Kagemitsu. When he was in class at the police academy, Kagemitsu was the one who memorized notes the most carefully and best among them.
He pointed to the keychain placed on the coffee table and asked:
"Shancun, after seeing this bunch of keys, what do you think of the murderer?"
"Hmm..." Yamamura held his chin and thought for a while, then boldly guessed: "The scene in the living room was very messy. It gave the impression that a robber broke into the house and killed the owner after robbing it. But the murderer did not take away the key.
This is not consistent with external crimes!"
Fujiwara Yu smiled and nodded, very much approving of Yamamura Cao's analysis:
"Yes, if it was really a robber who broke into the house, he would definitely hope that the victim's body would be discovered later, which would be very beneficial to him. But the murderer did not take away the key, not even the outer door.
Locking, these are not in line with the characteristics of external crimes."
"Is the murderer among the three people outside the door?" Yamamura Soo subconsciously lowered his voice and whispered close to Takaji Sousuke.
"These are just conjectures. We still need evidence to confirm whether our conjectures are correct." Fujiwara Yu stood up and looked at the surrounding environment, reminding: "Let the forensics department come in to collect physical evidence. By the way, let the three people come in together. I
I have something to ask."
"OK!"
Police officers from the forensics department gradually walked into the crime scene with their equipment. The three suspects also walked into the living room under the leadership of the police officers. When they saw the body of Shinji Asakura lying on his back, they were still students.
Kiyoko Kazama screamed and covered her eyes. She really couldn't believe that her favorite author was dead.
Shibata Tatsuaki and Nishimura Shigewa also had surprised expressions on their faces. The former's face looked even uglier, as if he had been frightened. He raised his eyes to look at Takaji Sousuke who was observing him, and trembled.
:
"Taka, Officer Takashi, is it possible...did Mr. Asakura pass away after hanging up the phone?"
"You just mentioned that Shinji Asakura called you and told you your home address, right? Can you show me your phone?"
"No problem at all."
Fujiwara Yu took the mobile phone handed over by Shibata Tatsuaki, and sure enough, he could find Asakura Shinji's name in the call history, and the call time was just ten minutes before he came up to talk. His eyes fell on the phone held in Nishimura Shigeiwa's hand.
Convenience store plastic bags, it seems they spend quite a long time selecting the products.
After he handed the phone back, he saw one of the police officers from the Forensics Division putting the black flip phone into an evidence bag.
Hmm? Is there a mobile phone at that location just now?
Although Fujiwara Yu was a little confused, he didn't think much about it. He walked up and leaned down and asked:
"Hello, was this mobile phone found at the discovery site?"
"Yes, it should be the victim's mobile phone."
"Please give me a look."
Fujiwara Yu carefully checked the victim's call records and found that the number of calls he made on weekdays was very few, and his email box was also very clean. It seemed that he had the habit of deleting emails directly after reading them.
After confirming that the phone could not provide any more clues, he turned towards the victim's body and looked around from the perspective of the body, trying to find useful clues. He walked to the messy bookshelf, which contained a large number of comic books.
, it can be seen that Shinji Asakura loves comics.
And on the desk next to him, there are many figures of Pikachu and the Gossip family. It can be seen that he also likes "Pokémon."
Generally speaking, if you want to fake a home invasion, you wouldn't turn the bookshelf like this, and the safe placed in the living room has not been opened, and there are even no signs of other exhibition cabinets being turned over. This is too strange.
Could it be that the murderer wanted to hide something on the bookshelf?
Fujiwara Yu stood in front of the bookshelf with his chin in his hands, and suddenly noticed the vase that had fallen on the floor. The water in the vase was close to the ground. He squatted down and looked at the liquid on the floor, and asked the forensic class to ask for a cotton swab to dip a little.
, put it to my nose and smelled it, and sure enough there was a familiar smell.
It tastes like bozi soda, and the liquid is a bit viscous, a bit like the liquid after melted popsicles.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Why does the melted liquid of the popsicles appear here? Shinji Asakura couldn't just hide the popsicles in the vase.
"Yea! Why is this remote control sticky to Huhu!"
Fujiwara Yu turned sideways and looked at Yamamura Soo who was tinkering in front of the bookshelf. He picked up the air conditioner remote control stained with light blue liquid with disgust on his face.
"Shancun, bring me the remote control and show it to me."
"Hey? Okay."
After carefully checking the air conditioner remote control, it was determined that the liquid stained on it was Bozi soda flavored popsicles. The smell on it was much stronger than that after being diluted with water. Even ordinary people can easily smell the smell.
Popsicles, air conditioner remote controls... I see, it's a simple trick.
Yamamura Soo stared at Takaji Sousuke for a while, and then sniffed the air conditioner remote control. Although he couldn't smell it, the sweet smell made him feel familiar.
Fujiwara Yu caught a glimpse of Yamamura Soo frowning and sniffing at the air conditioner remote control repeatedly. He suppressed his laughter and reminded:
"Eastern."
"Ah, yes, this is the flavor of Oriental popsicle popsicles. My childhood playmates liked this flavor very much. Hey, I usually buy the orange flavor!" An idea flashed in Yamamura's mind, and he suddenly realized.
Fujiwara Yu had eaten a lot of this brand of popsicles when he was in the police academy. This brand and flavor were recommended to him by Morofushi Kagemitsu. It tasted really good and was very suitable for relieving the heat in summer.
He crossed his arms across his chest, looked at Yamamura Cao, raised his eyebrows and asked:
"Shancun, do you know what I want you to do now?"
"I'm going to the convenience store right now!"
Seeing Yamamura running towards the door in a hurry, Fujiwara Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, he quite liked this rookie detective.