Jiang Xia did not let anyone go further. He stood at the door and asked the three clients: "Have you been here before?"
The woman in the skirt shook her head: "No, this building looks like it's about to collapse. What are you doing here?"
The man in the suit also shook his head.
The owner of the fishing shop followed closely and said, "Neither do I."
All three people denied the incident.
Jiang Xia nodded without asking. He turned and looked outside the railing: "Look, from the roof of the building here, you can see the balcony where the deceased was buried - his balcony happens to be on the highest floor."
"It's true." The Mumu Police Department walked next to him and looked there. Thinking about his past detective experience, he guessed, "Could the body be transported from here to the balcony?"
"No, the body was always on his balcony." Jiang Xia pointed to his feet, "The murder weapon started from this building, crossed this distance, and hit the back of the deceased's head."
“You mean, someone threw a murder weapon from the air?!” Police Department Mu Mu was shocked, “But… but the flower pot is so heavy, can someone really be so far away and accurately throw it on the head of the deceased?
"
"In this case, the murder weapon was not a flower pot, and the murderer was not simply throwing it." Jiang Xia looked at the policeman who was not very imaginative, "Police Department, have you ever heard of pole throwing?"
The Mu Mu Police Department gestured hesitantly: "You mean, the one who throws the fishing pole?"
Jiang Xia nodded: "Fishermen need to master many skills, including throwing the bait to a specific location. If the technique is correct, you don't need to use too much brute force, and you can make the lead pendant fly very far with the fishhook.
"What's even more frightening is their perseverance and patience - in order to accurately hit the deceased with the special lead pendant that can be used as a murder weapon, they can practice tirelessly day after day, just like waiting for a fish to take the bait."
As he spoke, Jiang Xia pointed to the ground in front of him near the railing: "This footprint with friction marks was left by the murderer when he committed the crime - he took a solid step forward with his left foot, using the over-the-shoulder throwing method.
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"The deceased was practicing Tai Chi when he died. A set of Tai Chi movements is very fixed and moves slowly. So the murderer came to the building early, and when the deceased turned his back to this side, he swung hard. Lead.
The crasher jumped over and hit the deceased hard on the back of the head, causing him to fall forward onto the flower stand - that's why there were so many broken flower pots at the scene.
"The murderer then tightened the fishing line and retrieved the lead pendant. The lead pendant was pulled back quickly, first hitting the bottom of the railing, then jumping up and landing on the railing, leaving two bump marks."
When the man in the suit heard this, he suddenly thought of something: "Is the sound I heard on the rooftop opposite that time the collision sound of the murder weapon being recovered?"
Jiang Xia responded, then looked at Bellmode: "While the murderer was recovering the lead pendant, he accidentally bumped into a passing swallow. The bird you picked up probably fell to the ground because of a concussion.
"
Belmode: "..."
She thought she was holding up the bird to stop Uzo, but the bird that fell in front of her feet had actually been written into the script. Then every move she made just now, wasn't it...
Belmode: "..." Wait a minute, no matter how good Uzo is at manipulating people's hearts, he can't send a bird just passing by, right? She must be overthinking it.
"But thinking about it carefully, my eyes were all on Uzo and Cool Guy. I actually didn't pay attention to when and how the bird fell."
The "new doctor" touched his chin and thought to himself: "Maybe Uzo knocked out a bird and left it there, using it as bait, just waiting for me to deliver the goods to my door? Tsk, sometimes I am still too impulsive.
This habit must be broken..."
Next to him, the Mumu Police Department didn't pay much attention to the unlucky bird. He was still looking at the balcony opposite. After looking for a while, he estimated the distance: "It must be more than 30 meters. It's so far away. How did the murderer hit it accurately?
His goal."
Jiang Xia accepted these murderers with special skills well: "As I said just now, it's part experience and part practice. To realize this technique, you must have considerable fishing skills - that's it, Mr. Terasawa. I don't remember.
If you are wrong, it seems that you own a fishing shop, and that shop has been operating for many years."
Man with mustache: "..."
He had just relied on the fact that "he was not in the building when the deceased died" to clear away the suspicion, but now, this made him the only one among the three who had the chance to commit the crime.
The detective looked at his feet again: "The shoe prints of your current shoes should match the prints left when you threw the pole hard. In addition..."
He pointed near the railing: "The handle of your pole has fallen off. To prevent slipping when using this kind of thing, you need to take off your gloves. There should be your fingerprints on it - and you just killed someone to prove your alibi.
The deceased immediately returned to the scene of the crime. The lead pendant that hit the deceased should not be difficult to find nearby."
"..."
With a bang, Norio Terazawa, who ran a fishing shop, fell to the ground.
"I, I don't want to, I don't want to kill him either. But that guy keeps laughing at me!"
The fisherman said bitterly: "Not only did he use legal loopholes to rob my fishing shop, but he also said in front of me that he would demolish it and build a new building - it would be fine if it was an ordinary shop, but that was
My hard work for decades!”
"I was not willing to let the shop close down like this, so I invited him to come and have a look at my shop, hoping that he could feel the charm of fishing.
"But he just sneered and said, 'This kind of poor shop should have closed down a long time ago', and also said, 'I don't know who is playing such a boring game like fishing.' Then he actually treasured it from me.
The fishing rod fell to the ground and was crushed with one foot."
Norio Terasawa said this, trembling with anger: "That was the fishing rod I used when I first came into contact with fishing, and it was the starting point of my life for so many years - but everything I cherished was abandoned by that guy...
I must make that greedy and shameless guy pay the price!"
"Oh, okay." Mumu Police Department comforted him, "Go to the police station first and tell the transcriber slowly about these things."
…
The roaring fisherman, the detective who looked at him with pity, the busy policeman, the "new doctor" passing by...
These familiar yet fresh scenes were all captured by the camera quietly peeking out from the corridor, and soon turned into short reports and made the news.
Signals are transmitted rapidly.
In a hidden security base in Tokyo, a mobile phone buzzed.
Upon hearing this specific vibration, its burly owner jumped up from the bed as if he had stepped on a switch.