Mumu Police Department looked at Jiang Xia flipping the camera, his old face turned red: he finally had a flash of inspiration, but it turned out to be the wrong one.
But the murderer still needs to be found. Since it's not a male college student, then...
The Mumu Police Department suddenly saw a photo on the camera, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the old curator: "You were going out in this photo. What were you doing when you left your seat?"
The old curator took a closer look and remembered: "Oh, I want to go outside to check the air conditioner. The cold wind seems to be stronger than usual today. I am afraid that the audience will freeze, so I want to check it."
Feeling the suspicion from the police, he took the initiative to walk towards the door he had left through before and pointed it out to everyone: "Look, go out from this door. The door at the end on the left is the air-conditioning control room."
Indeed, it seems a little difficult to go around from here to the back and assassinate the deceased.
Jiang Xia looked at the two people who were first excluded by the police department: "Did you see the body in the screening room? Can you take us to the screening room to have a look."
The projectionist nodded, took them out to a stairwell, and opened the door: "Just go up from here."
The group of people followed him upstairs, and at the corner of the stairs, a small window opened in the wall.
When Jiang Xia reached the corner, he stopped and looked at the building opposite. Opposite was a shopping mall, and what seemed to be a coffee shop facing here. There were some customers inside enjoying tea leisurely.
The moment Jiang Xia looked over, there seemed to be a figure quickly passing by in his peripheral vision. When his eyes focused on the table by the window of the cafe, he saw a cup of coffee on the table. The stool was pulled open in a hurry, but the table
There was no one around.
Jiang Xia: "..."
He looked at the table, then at the thickly stacked curtains in the corner, and muttered to the ghosts in his heart: "Sure enough, human nature is to fish. I thought Maya Hashimoto would be a diligent and good subordinate, but I didn't expect the key
He is always hiding no slower than others."
But one thing is worthy of praise - being so close, this distance will not hinder the ghosts' murderous project at all. Moreover, they can bring people over at any time.
Maybe he had been standing at the corner for a long time. Haiyuan Ai passed by, stopped in confusion, and tugged on the hem of his clothes: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xia turned around and continued walking to the screening room with her: "It's nothing, I just seemed to see a friend."
As he spoke, his eyes paused briefly on Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya.
Not far ahead.
Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was among the detective team and was trying to use his own wisdom to analyze the relationship between the suspicious man in black and this case. Unfortunately, he couldn't figure out the problem after thinking for a long time.
At this moment, his hair suddenly stood up and he shivered, feeling that he was being targeted by something dangerous. He looked around cautiously, but he did not find anything unusual.
"Is it an illusion? But I always have a premonition of crisis." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya muttered in his heart, "Don't be careless, you have to trust a man's intuition! Maybe there is something wrong with the man in black, and he is quietly hiding in some corner at this time.
Staring at me, planning to wait for an opportunity to silence me, an innocent child who has seen too much..."
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.
After hesitating for a moment, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya walked a few steps slowly as if nothing had happened, gradually separated from the group of primary school students, and rubbed against Jiang Xia's legs.
——Although this detective also looks very dangerous, Brother Jiang Xia must prefer beating the bad adults who want to silence them rather than beating the naughty children.
Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya thought quickly: "Sure enough, the closer I get to brother Jiang Xia, the stronger the sense of crisis becomes - this must be because the man in black hiding in the dark realizes that as long as I stand next to brother Jiang Xia,
He couldn't keep silent, so he is angry about it!"
Although he was scared, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya still gained a sense of security.
In this way, he had time to slowly worry about other things: "Should I talk about the man in black? But he seemed to have left before the death of the deceased, and he should not be the murderer of this case. I will tell you now,
Will it be regarded as showing off or causing trouble?"
"No, I need to find more clues first, and then put the clues together with the matter of the man in black - as long as it can provide some help to the case, even if the matter of the man in black is invalid information, I am still helping.
No one can call me a naughty kid!"
Next to her, Haiyuan Ai, who was walking on the other side of Jiang Xia, noticed the movement. She bent down slightly, crossed Jiang Xia's legs, and glanced at Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya.
Then she straightened up again, and her mood began to rise: her efforts were indeed effective - look, the smartest Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko has realized that Jiang Xia is actually an adult worth relying on, and no longer avoids him like a snake.
If this continues, Jiang Xia should soon be able to realize his wish and become friends with these three timid children.
Next to him, Jiang Xia was also looking at Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya.
——If I remember correctly, Mitsuhiko seemed to have bumped into Maya Hashimoto when he went to the bathroom.
Why haven't you said anything about such an important thing? Is it possible that the child has a bad memory and has forgotten everything?
…
The group of people had their own thoughts and finally walked up the stairs and arrived at a small lounge.
The projectionist and the saleswoman were not aware of the twists and turns in the detective and the primary school student's minds, and were still concentrating on introducing the police: "This is our employee's lounge."
After saying that, the projectionist walked to the opposite side and opened another door on the wall: "The projection room is here."
This cinema is relatively old and not large in scale. Jiang Xia walked to the door, looked inside, and saw two projectors placed side by side.
"Two?" There weren't many murders in the cinema, and there weren't many opportunities for the police to come backstage. "I thought there was only one machine in each screening room."
The projectionist laughed and said, "It's more convenient to have two machines. This way, when one machine is showing, the other one can reel it in. Otherwise, we might not be able to catch up with the next show."
He took two more steps forward, walked to the machine, and pointed to several small openings on the wall: "This is the projection window. This one is for me. Looking out from here, I can see the film.
There was no normal playback. The window in front of the machine next to it was used for projection - the man was hung in front of this window. I was shocked when I saw it."
Jiang Xia moved closer to the window and took a look. All the small windows were completely sealed, and there were no signs of prying.
The saleswoman said: "When the black figure appeared, Mr. Furuhashi was playing a movie in this room, and I came in to deliver him a lunch box of tea. A few minutes earlier, I had been making tea for him in the lounge outside.
, never left at all - this alibi is sufficient. I have already said that what happened today must have been that nasty guy committing suicide."