After hearing the screams, Fujiwara Yu and others reacted very quickly and rushed towards the yakiniku restaurant called [Tezuka Yakiniku House]. As soon as they ran into the house, they found that all the diners in the store were
With a confused expression on his face, there was also a blond man in a chef's uniform, holding a grilled bird skewer and shouting towards the second floor.
"Hiromi, what are you doing? Are you scaring the diners?!"
There was a rush of footsteps on the second floor, and a waitress with a headscarf on her head was seen stumbling downstairs. She looked panicked and said something into the blond man's ear, and the latter's eyes widened in disbelief.
expression.
Seeing this, you can probably guess what happened in the space on the second floor. Matsuda Jinpei, who was keenly aware of something happening, quickly turned his head to look at Akihara Kenji and others who rushed to the door. He said with a serious face:
"Kenji, please send them back first. Let's go upstairs and take a look."
"Okay, but I think we should call the police. This is beyond our control... Hey? Fujiwara, are you going?"
Fujiwara Yu didn't hear Akihara Kenji calling him. He passed directly over the two people blocking the stairs and rushed upstairs. He still held a glimmer of hope in his heart. The victim might still have a chance to be rescued. According to his own medical knowledge,
Knowledge may save a life.
But when I arrived at the room with the open door on the second floor, my first reaction was that the temperature in the room was very cold. My second reaction was the smell of rust that filled the whole room. There were a lot of dark red blood stains on the floor, walls and ceiling.
As for the third reaction, he probably didn't understand what the victim had done to make the murderer attack him so cruelly. The amount of blood loss could not be achieved by just a few blows.
Moreover, the body was fixed on the chair. No wonder the waitress made such a miserable scream. I really hope she won't leave any psychological shadow in the future... For example, she will never dare to open her eyes and open the door again.
"How's it going? Is there any help?!"
When Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was following upstairs, saw what was happening in front of him, Tong Kong shrank violently. The large amount of blood reminded him of the night fifteen years ago. The terrifying memory struck him again, and his face turned pale.
He almost turned his back.
"Obviously it's hopeless." Fujiwara Yu turned to look at Morofushi Kagemitsu with a sullen face. When he noticed that the other party's face was a little ugly, he immediately said: "Morofushi, please let Matsuda and the others control the diners.
Be sure not to let anyone go."
"OK."
Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned and walked toward the stairs. He leaned out and said:
"Matsuda, please control the situation and contact the nearby police station."
"Okay." Matsuda Jinpei glared at the blond man who wanted to drive them out and walked towards the door of the store. He put his hands on his waist and said loudly: "No one can leave until the police arrive. Please
Please cooperate with the police investigation!”
Yin Dahang took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the police station. After explaining the current situation, he also joined the team to appease the diners.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was standing on the second floor, did not choose to conduct on-site investigation. He went directly downstairs to look at the first witness who was so frightened that he was shaking all over. He squatted down and said in a gentle tone:
"Hello, do you have clean dust-free gloves in the store?"
"No, they are all opened."
"There should be food sealing bags, right?"
"Okay, okay, I'll get it for you right now." Although the waitress didn't know who the other party was from, she always felt that they were very professional and had the feel of the police.
Jiang Guling patted Zhu Fu on the shoulder and said:
"R Please help me downstairs to ask for an alibi for the time of the incident. Don't go to the on-site investigation."
"OK, all right."
Zhu Fu Jingguang did not choose to show off. He did eat a bit too much tonight, and his parents' psychological barriers due to the incident have not been eliminated. Seeing a large amount of blood similar to the scene at that time will induce post-traumatic stress disorder.
After taking the sealed food bag from the waitress, Rei Furitani quickly walked upstairs. When he saw Yu Fujiwara squatting next to the body, he was a little surprised that he had already put on dust-free gloves. He asked aloud:
"Fujiwara, where did you get these gloves?"
"I carry it with me. I'm worried that there might be an emergency, so I always carry it with me." Fujiwara Yu paused for a moment and pointed to the shoe covers on his feet calmly, and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will
It’s professional.”
"..."
Rei Fukutani said he had nothing to say. He even felt that the guy in front of him wore gloves because he had mysophobia. He looked at Fujiwara who was inspecting the frozen corpse and said in a serious tone:
"How about it, can you calculate the specific time of death?"
"No. Although it is summer now, the indoor air-conditioning temperature is very low, so it is impossible to get the most accurate time of death based on the degree of corpse spots and rigor mortis." Yu Fujiwara shook his head with regret and replied.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Guling took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhu Fu Jingguang's number. After waiting for the other party to pick up, he quickly said:
"R, can you go directly below the first room at the top of the stairs? I want to test the sound insulation effect."
"Okay, I've walked over now."
Jiang Guling jumped on the spot twice without using much effort. Before asking, Zhu Fu Jingguang on the other end of the phone answered while brushing the dust off his hair:
"Zer, the sound insulation effect of this barbecue restaurant seems to be a bit poor, and... the ash on the ceiling was shaken down."
"The sound insulation effect of the room is not good. Does this mean that the victim was not killed during the hours when the yakiniku restaurant was open?" After hanging up the phone, Rei Fukutani turned to look at Yu Fujiwara to express his opinion.
Fujiwara Yu held his chin and thought for a few seconds, then nodded and said:
"The murderer adjusted the air-conditioning temperature in the room to the lowest level. Firstly, he wanted the correct time of Mohu's death, and secondly, he hoped that everyone would find the body later. Therefore, the murderer would never take the risk to attack during the restaurant's business hours, so it can be deduced.
Approximate time of death."
"Because this air conditioner can only reach a maximum temperature of 17 degrees, I think the victim's death time should be between 23:00 last night and 2:00 this morning."
Relying on his rich theoretical knowledge and practical experience in clinical medicine and natural science theories in his previous life, he boldly expressed his judgment.
"Then if this is the case, the possibility of an acquaintance committing the crime is relatively high." Jiang Guling paced to the door, he leaned down and pointed at the door handle, and analyzed: "The door lock has no trace of being pried. In such a situation,
At this time, only acquaintances would allow the victim to open the door unprepared, right? Moreover, it is the closing time of the store, so the possibility of someone committing suicide is higher."
"Well, it is indeed more likely that an acquaintance is responsible for the crime, but it does not rule out that outsiders hide in this room after invading."
Fukitani Rei nodded in agreement with this view. He walked forward and his eyes fell on the victim's body, but he found something strange about the body. He pointed at the victim's face and said doubtfully:
"Fujiwara, does his face look a little strange to you?"