Jiang Xia reached out to take the photo and glanced down.
The photo is a bit old. It is a photo of Foyue Dema and an old lady. The two are sitting side by side on a bench in the park. The old lady is wearing a kimono and has a kind expression. She was probably a beauty when she was young, but she can still vaguely see that when she is old.
The outline of the photo. On the back of the photo is written "Mitsuko", which should be the old lady's name.
He put away the photo and nodded to the police officer: "Okay."
The police officer skipped an errand, thanked the hard-working high school students in his heart, and planned to return to his work station.
At this time, Hattori Heiji thought of something and grabbed him: "By the way, in that case, you can also do us a favor."
Little police officer: "...ah?"
"Don't forget what Jiang Xia said just now - since Mr. Hozuki is a master of the fifth degree of kendo, it must not be difficult to kill someone with a fatal blow without him being prepared. And when we were at Castle Town Station, I remember
He carried a crutch with him, but when he went to the scene of the crime to identify the witness, the crutch was missing."
The more Heiji Hattori thought about it, the more he felt that this seemingly simple case actually had a hidden secret: "When you investigate, focus on Mr. Hozuki's itinerary today and the surveillance at various stations along the train. In addition, remember to investigate him and the fraud."
relationship between victims.”
"..." The young police officer still didn't think Fa Yuedema would be the murderer, but after listening to the detective's detailed explanation, he felt that there seemed to be some truth to it.
He then thought about it and felt that it would be good if Fayue Dema's innocence could be proven through investigation, so he nodded, finally gaining some motivation to investigate: "I understand."
…
Camellia Park is a few stops away from the police headquarters.
Several high school students left the building full of police officers and boarded the tram. They watched the well-known scenic spots receding away from them in the painful eyes of Yuan Shan and Ye.
After a while, the car stopped in a relatively quiet residential area.
After searching along the place, several people saw the place where Fayue Dema often hangs out.
Camellia Park looks quite simple, only half the size of a playground, with parallel bars and other simple fitness facilities. Compared with a "park", it is actually more like an open space for nearby children to play.
At this time, there were many children in Camellia Park.
They were gathering together, looking up at an old man in front of them.
That person was none other than Fayue Dema.
He was pushing a bicycle, and there was a simple and old wooden box on the back seat. It looked like a window had been opened in the middle, revealing a simple painting.
The old man's angry voice came, as if he was playing a villain: "Hahaha, then the earth is in my possession!"
Then his tone changed: "I won't let you succeed! - Evil King of Darkness, accept the justice of justice!" As he said that, Fayue Dema waved a pair of crutches in his hand and made a trick gesture.
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Several high school students watched from a distance, and Suzuki Sonoko was amused: "You are so energetic, you really don't look like an old man in his seventies." He was just like her uncle who jumped up and down every day and shouted that he wanted to compete with Kidd.
Yuan Shan and Ye nodded: "I come to the park every day to perform dramas for the children and practice kendo. I must be in good health."
…
The paper drama that Fayue Dema is performing was originally a down-to-earth street performance art. The props used are not complicated, but they are very interesting for children.
The wooden box used in the paper drama looks like a maze stage when unfolded. In the slot on the side of the stage, a set of pictures with a coherent storyline is inserted. The pictures will appear one by one in the center of the "stage". The picture on the front
Facing the audience, the script on the back faces the narrator. After the story is told, one card is removed, like a living picture book integrated with performance, which is very popular with children.
The audience of paper dramas is mainly children, so the length is generally not too long.
When several high school students arrived, they happened to catch up with the end of the play. The righteous warriors defeated the evil King of Darkness, and the play ended. A group of children stood up with satisfaction, said goodbye to Fa Yuedema, and ran away to play elsewhere.
Fayue Dema turned around and packed up the small wooden box "stage". After closing the lid of the box, he felt that there were a few more people next to him. He turned around in confusion and saw a few familiar high school students.
"It's you." Fayue Dema said with a smile, "Why are you here? There are no attractions worth seeing here."
Jiang Xia looked at him and didn't quite agree with this. In fact, he thought the scenery here was pretty good.
Fayue Dema always felt that the detective's eyes were a bit strange. When Jiang Xia looked at him, the smile on his face gradually became stiff: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xia came back to her senses, took out the group photo given by the police officer just now, and handed it over in a friendly manner:
"This is the photo you lost - we just encountered another case. When we went to the police station to take notes, a police officer said that you lived nearby, so we wanted to come and take a look."
Fayue Dema heard that they were just stopping by and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He took the photo, looked down at it, and when he saw the woman in the photo, he couldn't help showing a somewhat nostalgic expression: "Thank you very much."
Several girls saw his expression and couldn't help but become curious: "Is this your wife?"
Fa Yuedema smiled and shook his head: "I always dreamed that she was my wife. It's a pity that she passed away a while ago."
"..." I didn't expect that this would turn out to be a sad and unrequited love story.
Mao Lilan felt deeply that this topic should not be brought up, and said calmly: "Well, please forgive me."
Fayue Dema, on the other hand, was more open-minded. He waved his hand and said, "Everyone has their blessings and misfortunes. This is how life is. At our age, we are actually very used to people around us leaving."
Although he said this, a strong murderous aura wafted from his body, and it smelled like old wood and cardboard.
The mermaid floated over with its tail swaying, picked up a strand and tugged it gently. It felt that the toughness was very good. She turned back and muttered to Miss Spider, thinking that this might be used to weave clothes.
The joys and sorrows between humans and ghosts are not the same.
To the people around him, this topic seemed a bit heavy. After all, the high school students were a bit thin-skinned, and since they hadn't found any evidence yet, they didn't say anything more and left quickly.
…
"How about we go look for crutches nearby?"
Hattori Heiji felt that it was boring to wait all this time, so he thought to himself: "I heard that Mr. Hozuki got off the bus at this stop and then went to the police station to provide the witness clue that he had seen a yellow hair murderer.
"Let's first assume that he is the murderer, and that the crutch that disappeared once is the murder weapon, then if you want to dispose of the murder weapon, the most likely places are the crime scene, along the tram, and here."
