After sealing off the crime scene and taking the body back, Karasawa drove the police car driven by Yamamura Cao and took Yamamura Cao and others down the mountain to the Red Tree Hotel where they were staying.
Originally, Yamamura Soo planned to drive, but Karasawa was really worried about leaving his life to this undistinguished guy on the mountain road at night.
Even though the mountain road was relatively gentle, Tang Ze didn't want to take risks, so he took over the steering wheel decisively and took charge of his own life on the grounds that the other party didn't know the road.
Because it is currently known that the only one who has contact with the deceased here is the netizen who stayed in the hotel and whose identity is unknown, except for Karasawa and others who only had a casual relationship to help leave messages, so Yamamura Soo immediately arrived at the hotel.
Identified myself and found the hotel owner.
"Wha, what? There are 53 guests staying in the entire hotel!?"
After roughly explaining the situation, Yamamura Cao learned from the hotel owner the number of people staying in the hotel, and his expression changed drastically: "How could there be so many guests staying in the hotel all at once!?"
"Yes, thanks to you." The boss with glasses and a kind face said politely with a smile and a nod.
"How many people came to stay this morning?"
Karasawa looked at Yamamura Cao and explained: "I remember the deceased once said that he received a mail from the fan saying that he checked in at this hotel this morning.
So there is no need to check everything, just check the passengers who registered this morning."
"Please, please look for the check-in list." After hearing this, Yamamura Cao turned to look at the boss and asked.
"Let me see…"
The boss found the housing registration book and turned to the latest page: "If you check in this morning, these three guests will come to stay."
'Sure enough, I still can't escape the law of "choose one of the three classics"...'
Tang Ze was complaining in his heart as he took the registration book and looked at the three names on it.
On the side, Yamamura Cao looked at the boss and asked, "Please call the three of them to the hall. Thank you."
"This..." The boss looked embarrassed, "After all, he is a guest..."
"We have a murder case here. Please boss, please be accommodating!" Yamamura Cao didn't have any airs. Hearing this, he immediately clasped his hands and begged the other party.
"Actually, the sooner we close the case, it will be a good thing for you, boss."
Karasawa on the side began to explain the pros and cons: "Don't forget that the murder happened on the mountain where the last scene of "Red Maple in Winter" was filmed. Now the tourists in the hotel are all here for this, right?
If we can't solve the case in time, tourists will definitely know about it. I don't think anyone will want to visit a place where a murder occurred.
Boss, the faster you cooperate with us to close the case, the less impact we can have, what do you think?"
"This...I understand."
The boss panicked after hearing what Tang Ze said, and his attitude became much more positive: "I will contact them now."
Compared with the entire travel market environment, the slight dissatisfaction of the three guests is not worth mentioning. This is a choice that normal people will make.
Karasawa and Yamamura Soo waited for a while, then a horse-faced man wearing a bathrobe and long hair came over. Karasawa even noticed that the man had a nose ring.
"What's going on? I'm really annoyed!" The man scratched his chest and looked impatient.
"This is Mr. Okuma Isamu." The boss introduced softly from the side.
"Sit down first, wait for the other two, and I will explain together."
Karasawa glanced at Okuma Isamu with a calm expression. The man who was impatient before met Karasawa's calm eyes. For some reason, he couldn't say a word of dissatisfaction.
After a while, a fat old man came out and complained: "Why do criminals disturb the people in the middle of the night..."
Following the old man came out a foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes.
When Karasawa saw the two of them, he immediately recognized that the kind old man with glasses who looked fat was Watanuki Tatsuzo, and the last one was the man named "Han".
Well, the foreigner's name should be this. The last name written at the end of the registration book was too smooth for Tang Ze (the author) to see, so he just called the suspect "Han".
"I'm really sorry, but I still want to ask you three, where were you three around five o'clock in the evening, and what did you do?"
Yamamura Cao has a good temper, which is actually very helpful for communicating with suspects. After all, "don't hit the smiling person".
After hearing what Yamamura Cao said, even though the three of them felt unhappy, they still answered his questions each.
"I'm sleeping in the room." Okuma was the first to speak.
"I was taking a shower at the time." Watanuki Tatsuzo followed closely.
"I went for a walk around here." The blond man named "Han" said.
"Then I wonder if there is anyone who can prove it for you?" Yamamura Cao took the record book and recorded the words of the three people.
But it is a pity that Okuma was sleeping alone in the room, Watanuki Tatsuzo did not go to the hotel's hot spring, and even this conspicuous foreigner did not meet anyone on the walk.
In other words, none of the three can help prove whether their words are true.
Regarding this situation, Tang Ze was not surprised. After all, fifty suspects were killed at once and forced to "choose one of the classic three". Then no one among the three could easily clear the suspicion.
Otherwise, if a passerby meets a tall foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, he will definitely be impressed by him.
But this conspicuous foreigner didn't meet anyone during his walk, so it can only be said that the will of the world has caused all this.
And these three people are suspected for their own reasons.
The one wearing the nose ring looks like a gangster, maybe because he is poorly educated and cannot read Chinese characters, and the old man may have asked the other person to write katakana because the Chinese characters are too thin and small to be easily read.
As for the last foreigner, the reason is even better. He may not be able to read Chinese characters, but judging from his proficient neon language, it is obvious that he has learned the syllabary, and of course katakana is no problem.
While Karasawa was thinking about it, Yamamura Soo asked again after recording the transcript: "I still know the situation, but I wonder if the three of you have watched the film and television work "Winter Maple Red"?"
"What is that?" Isamu Okuma looked confused after hearing what Yamamura Cao said.
"I haven't heard of it either." Watanuki Chenzo shook his head.
"And in winter, maple leaves will fall off, right?" The blond foreigner was even more confused: "How come there are red maples in winter?"
"You three, shouldn't you have seen it clearly but pretended not to know?"
As Yamamura Soo spoke, he took out the "mobile TV" from his pocket and said proudly: "But it's useless. If you are a loyal fan, you will stick your head out just when you see the theme song!"
He looked at the time, and then confidently took out the "mobile TV" in his hand and showed it to the three of them.
But a clubhouse appeared on the screen, and then the screen changed to the inside of the clubhouse, which was a place similar to an arena.
"This competition will officially begin now, the European Karate King Championship..."
After the sound came, Yamamura Cao realized that something was wrong, and then looked at the TV and found that the program broadcast today was actually a "special broadcast".
"Do you want us to watch karate?" Isao Okuma showed a black question mark expression.
Seeing this unreliable scene, Tang Ze's mouth twitched and he didn't know how to complain.
Even though I know that Yamamura's fucking is out of character, I still have different feelings when watching it through the screen and actually watching it.
How should I put it, when you really see someone in front of you doing such an unreliable thing, you will feel a "sore" feeling, and then you will wonder why there are such unreliable people in this world...
Yamamura Cao is a criminal after all. He had never seen "Winter Maple Red" and it was the right choice to start with it. But he only made a good beginning, and everything after that was completely messed up...
The correct approach should be to nod calmly, skip the topic, and then find a way to dig deeper and test it later to see if they really haven't seen it or are pretending.
It's a pity that a good card was played to pieces. Yamamura Cao directly chose to question it, which heightened the suspect's vigilance in this regard.
The key is that it's still done in such an inconsistent way, which is really annoying.
'Just let the prisoners relax their vigilance...' Tangze sighed and comforted himself with the spirit of 'a blessing in disguise'.
After all, Yamamura's "stupidity" may make the suspect despise him, and the other party will be more likely to reveal flaws.
Suddenly, Yuanzi heard a familiar name and quickly snatched the "mobile TV" from Yamamura Cao's hand.
"Ah, it is indeed Ah Zhen!"
After Sonoko saw Kyogoku's "intelligence photo" suddenly appearing on the screen, she couldn't help but shout excitedly.
18 years old, 184cm tall, 79Kg in weight, setting an undefeated record of 400 fights...
Tangze just brushed it off, and then sighed about how "Ke Xue" this is...
"By the way Yuanzi, haven't you heard him mention this game?" Xiaolan asked curiously.
"You don't even know what Kyogoku-nii's game is, so it's weird that Sonoko-san knows about today's game." Conan on the side continued to worry.
"What! It's obviously Ah Zhen who didn't tell me, okay?"
After hearing Conan's taunt, Sonoko was unconvinced and said: "He was the one who said, "If he saw him lose the game, he would rather commit seppuku"!
That’s why he didn’t want to tell me about the competition!”
‘He won’t lose at all…’ X2
After hearing Sonoko's words, Karasawa and Conan looked at each other, and started complaining in tacit understanding in their hearts.
That guy is a complete martial arts genius. Does he know how to grab rubber bullets with his bare hands? He kicked the human-shaped weapon that broke the stone pillars supporting the house. Who can resist his two feet!!
Yuanzi took Xiaolan to watch the game, but the questioning made no progress.
Just when the conversation was about to stop going on, a young criminal walked by and asked Tang Ze and the two to leave the suspect, and then reported the investigation results in a low voice.
They have contacted the production company that produced "Winter Maple Red", but they said that there is no AD named "ホシミ" living there!
This situation shocked Tangze and Conan, who was eavesdropping. They didn't expect that they couldn't even confirm the identity of the deceased.
Moreover, this situation may very well mean that there is a greater inside story hidden behind the death of the deceased.
"But just in case, I still asked for a photocopy of the list." The young criminal took out a piece of paper from the capital and handed it to Karasawa.
"Is there really nothing wrong with this name?" Yamamura looked at the list of names and pointed to the bottom with a suspicious expression: "It seems like there are dates and other things mixed in there?"
"date?"
Tang Ze's eyes narrowed, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, but on the surface he still looked at the three suspects calmly and said with a smile: "Thank you for your cooperation, let's stop asking here today.
, everyone can go back and rest."
"It's best not to come to me tomorrow." Okuma turned around and left after hearing Karasawa's words. At the same time, he also said extremely rude words: "It has nothing to do with me anyway, so coming here is in vain."
"Then let's go back first." Watanuki Tatsuzo said goodbye to his foreign friends politely and returned to their rooms.
"Why did you suddenly let them go back?"
Yamamura Cao looked at the people walking away, and couldn't help but look at Tangze with doubts: "I haven't finished asking the question yet."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to find out anything if I ask again."
Seeing the three people disappearing around the corner of the hotel, Tang Ze said, "And I have already made a new discovery."
"Eh, eh? Have you made a new discovery?"
After being surprised, Yamamura Cao showed a look of admiration on his face: "He is indeed the "murderer of hell". Who is the criminal?"
"I'm talking about clues, not knowing who the prisoner is." After hearing that shameful nickname, Tangze suppressed the urge to sew up Yamamura's broken mouth and explained.
"Clue?" Yamamura Cao asked curiously after hearing this: "What is it?"
"I don't know." Tang Ze said truthfully.
"Huh? I don't know?"
Yamamura Cao looked confused when he heard this: "I don't know what it is, why do you say it is a clue?"
"Just because I don't know, it's a clue and not an answer." Conan smiled and replied.
"I feel even more confused." Yamamura Cao had a headache after hearing Conan's words: "Then what should we do now?"
"It's very simple, just go up the mountain." Tang Ze smiled and said.
"Eh? Up the mountain?" Yamamura said in confusion, "But didn't we just come down from there?
Could it be that I missed some important clues?"
"No, it's a new clue." Tang Ze shook his head and looked into the distance, which was the direction of the mountain.
However, what was reflected in Tangze's pupils at this moment was a pitch-black place that looked like a terrifying and sinister place spreading actual malice.
There seems to be something terrifying there, waiting for him to dig out.