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Chapter 89 The recorded scream

The store manager is dead.

The first reaction was not to feel sad, but to feel a strange sense of relief, even mixed with some schadenfreude, which made the kind-hearted and introverted Junko Miyagawa a little unable to accept herself like this.

But is she wrong? She is just worried that the store manager who always harasses her will actually take action.

Now that the store manager is dead, I don't need to worry anymore...but I may have to worry about where to make a living.

"Ah, it's so annoying. How long are these policemen going to investigate? I even made an appointment with my girlfriend to watch a late-night movie at night!" Yoshioka Ryohei reached out and took off his chef hat and threw it on the table. He put his hands on his hips and was completely like He looked unhappy and his shaking left leg showed his inner impatience. Knowing that he had not committed a crime, he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

Miyagawa Junko lowered her head and felt a little listless. She felt that before looking for a new job, she should adjust her mental state first. It was time to go on a spontaneous trip alone.

"Shunzi, would you like a glass of water?"

Miyagawa Junko raised her eyes and looked at Naito Tatsuji who handed her water. It was said that she and Naito had the best relationship in the store. First, they were similar in age. Second, because she knew that Naito's family background would make her unworthy. I gave the old clothes to Naito so that he could take them home and wear them for his sister, which would save a lot of money.

Therefore, the relationship between the two has become relatively close. Even Miyagawa Junko has a crush on Naito Tatsushi, and she can also detect the special care he has for her, but neither of them has pierced the window paper. .

"Thanks."

"You're welcome to talk to me. Brother Yoshioka, do you want a drink?" Tatsuji Naito turned sideways and looked at Yoshioka Ryohei and asked.

"I don't have to. I just ask the police to solve the case quickly so that I can go on a date with my girlfriend. If I make her wait too long, I'm afraid she will be angry again. You have to know that coaxing a girlfriend is a tiring thing. "

Naito Tatsushi rubbed the tip of his nose embarrassedly and said with a smile:

"Brother Yoshioka, how would I know if I've never been in love? I'd better ask the police if they can let us go back first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Naito Tatsuji noticed Fujiwara Yu coming out of the kitchen. Just when he was about to ask, he unexpectedly walked up to Miyagawa Junko first and asked a strange question:

"Ms. Miyagawa, where do you keep the spare detergent?"

"Put them all in the cupboard. Let me help you get them."

When Junko Miyagawa stood up, she did not forget to pass the half-drunk water glass to Naito. She walked quickly towards the kitchen. She was less than 1.5 meters tall and couldn't reach the upper cabinet even if she stretched out her hand.

But she didn't ask for help. Instead, she moved a small bench from the corner very skillfully, stepped on it and easily took out the detergent in the cupboard, turned around and handed it out:

"Mr. Police Officer, this is the detergent you want."

"Ms. Miyagawa, can I ask a question?" Fujiwara Yu reached out to take the detergent and found that it was a 20ml trial size. This was really weird for a yakiniku restaurant, and he couldn't help but say own questions.

"Of course, please ask Mr. Police Officer."

"Why aren't detergents placed by the sink? Moreover, restaurants have a huge demand for detergents. Obviously you can choose a larger-capacity detergent that is more cost-effective. These 20 ml are not enough for you to use in a day."

Junko Miyagawa put the small bench back in the corner with a smile and explained:

"I thought it was strange before, but the store manager has a weird temper. He said that you can only save one bottle of detergent by leaving it outside. The same is true for buying small doses."

"Can I ask if this row of cabinets is newly installed? It looks pretty new to me."

"It was installed in March. Without these cabinets, I'm afraid the kitchen would be even messier."

"Oh, that's it. Thank you for your cooperation."

The detergent is specially purchased in small doses and only one bottle can be placed outside, so Junko Miyagawa, who is responsible for washing dishes, will move a small bench every day and stand on tiptoes to pick up items from high places.

It seems that the color marked on the calendar is probably the color of underwear.

Fujiwara Yu leaned over and carefully searched the shelves where a large number of sundries were piled. Finally, he found a removable black wooden block on the bottom floor. There was a small round hole on the wooden block, and inside was a working needle.

hole camera.

The memory card that was not found before is indeed inside, and it has a large capacity of 32GB. I am afraid that the victim Hiroki Tezuka will clean out some of the data in it every once in a while. Of course, it is also possible that the data will be moved to other places.

"Hey, Fujiwara, did you find anything over there?" Kageko Morofushi, who was pulling at the door frame, poked his head out and couldn't help but clicked his tongue after seeing the messy environment in the kitchen. If the diners could see this, they could still eat with peace of mind.

Do you need to eat? At least he will lose his appetite after seeing it.

"There is a great harvest." Fujiwara Yu waved the memory card and pinhole camera in his hand, put his hand on Morofushi's shoulder in a good mood, and said with a smile: "I hope this memory card contains the key evidence I want to find.

.”

"Hey? Have you found the memory card?"

"Well, let's go back to the scene."

Returning to the crime scene, the rest of the team did not continue the search after hearing that Fujiwara had found the pinhole camera. However, thinking of the contents of this memory card, Fujiwara Yuu, who was about to open the video software, scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

Komatsu Xiang on the side also cast a look for help.

Although they are police officers, if there are female police officers, let them watch the video clips.

Komatsu Sho also understood the hint in Fujiwara's eyes. He coughed twice and said:

"Ahem, I'm going to call Nakamura who is waiting at the door."

After hearing the request, Sari Nakamura, who was standing guard at the door of the yakiniku restaurant, immediately came to the discovery site to check the contents of the memory card. According to Yu Fujiwara's request, she went directly from 23:00 last night to 2:00 this morning.

Start checking.

The small pinhole camera actually has night mode recording. At double speed playback, you can't see anything at all at first, but soon a strange sound attracted Sally Michonakamura's attention, and she immediately pressed the pause button and switched.

Play at original speed and adjust the computer sound to maximum.

"……ah!

"

A very clear scream, but no sound was recorded after that. After getting the clue, Nakamura Sally quickly got up and ran to the door, opened the door and reported to Komatsu Shoya and others waiting outside:

"There are major clues. The video recorded a scream at 0:14. I think that's when the death occurred!"

Hearing this, Rei Fukitani couldn't help but reached out and patted Fujiwara's shoulder, gave a thumbs up and smiled:

"It's really consistent with your estimated death time. It's you as expected."

"I already said I'm a professional."

Fujiwara Yu's tone was unavoidable, and he quickly followed him toward the desk. They gathered around the table and stared at the screen of the laptop, trying to get more information.

According to his speculation, if he was lucky, he should be able to capture the footage of the murderer entering the kitchen.

The missing sharp tool was most likely hidden in the kitchen.

Because the most dangerous place is also the safest place, and it is normal to have knives in the kitchen.


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