The car of the Metropolitan Police Department was parked in front of an independent villa, and the two iron doors in front of the villa were closed.

Shigemitsu Yamamoto and Iwata were also brought into the villa because they were involved in the case, and unlike the iron gate outside, the two gates of the villa were opened, and before they walked in, they could already smell a strong smell of blood.

Officer Nishimura frowned, this smell of blood was all too familiar, usually only when there was a large amount of blood flowing at the scene of the crime.

He walked in first, and there was no need to search everywhere at all, and the dead appeared in front of him.

In the huge and luxurious living room, a woman whose face was covered by her hair was lying on her side on the ground, with a knife stuck in her back, piercing through the front chest, right in the heart of the left chest, killing with a single blow.

The blood that flowed from the wound spread around the deceased, staining a large area red.

The people present were all policemen or detectives, and occasionally came into contact with this kind of homicide case, although they were somewhat shocked by the bloodshed of the scene, but they were not frightened.

The forensic investigators automatically began to search around and check the deceased at the same time.

Officer Nishimura was the most leisurely one, and then he looked at Iwata, who was standing with Shigemitsu Yamamoto, and asked, "Mr. Iwata, was this the scene like this when you came?

"Yes, Officer Nishimura, because I learned a lot from Big Brother Yamamoto, I can guarantee that absolutely no physical evidence was destroyed at the scene. Iwata swore that because he had been to the scene before, he knew that he was the first person to be suspected, and he had to cooperate with the police investigation, and he didn't want to be detained for review in the end, and the only way was to cooperate with the police to solve the case as soon as possible.

"Officer Nishimura, Iwata has been with me for three years, and I'm sure he won't make such a low-level mistake. Shigemitsu Yamamoto on the side also confirmed for his assistant.

Iwata looked at him with a grateful expression.

However, although Officer Nishimura was very familiar with Shigemitsu Yamamoto and knew him as a person, he only believed in judging based on evidence, and would not easily listen to a person's words, and glanced at Iwata seriously: "I hope it's like you said, Mr. Iwata." ”

At this time, one of the evidence collectors who had already tested the body stepped forward and reported: "Officer Nishimura, the deceased is expected to die in about 2 to 3 hours, and there is only one fatal wound on his body, and the murder weapon is a kitchen knife......

Following his report, Officer Nishimura nodded his head from time to time.

Because it is only the most basic autopsy, it is only a general situation, and as for the more detailed report, it will be known to be brought back for further examination.

"You go and check if there are any cameras nearby, and if there are suspicious people in the vicinity two or three hours ago. Also, ask the residents in the neighborhood if they heard anything or saw anything......" Officer Nishimura began to instruct.

"Yes!" the investigators expanded the scope of the evidence to include the other rooms in the villa, of course.

Li Xuehao had already come to the vicinity of the villa, but he didn't rush in, relying on the "eyes" on Yamamoto Shigemitsu's body, he saw everything that happened in the villa clearly, and even the things that the police couldn't see, he also saw.

The woman lying on her side on the ground was covered by her hair, and she couldn't see her appearance at all, but for a translucent figure beside her, Li Xuehao could see it clearly.

It was a young woman in her twenties, very beautiful, about 1.7 meters tall, with a proud figure, it seemed that she was doing modeling work, but at the moment with horror and disbelief on her face, she probably already knew what was going on.

This translucent figure is the soul of a dead woman, and in the face of her "body" that has lost her life, it will be unacceptable to anyone else.

At a young age, she was killed, and she has a strong resentment in her body, and if she doesn't resolve it, it is estimated that she will soon become a resentful spirit.

Whether it is Officer Nishimura or Shigemitsu Yamamoto and others, they can't see her existence, after all, they are just ordinary people.

"Officer Nishimura, we checked a few rooms and found some information. Not long after, the evidence collector who had gone to search another room came back and reported the latest situation, "We found that there were traces of rummaging in the room, and there were no valuables or cash, and it may have been taken away......

"In other words, is this a burglar murder case?" Officer Nishimura frowned, his instinct telling him that the case was not that simple.

"Dad, no, Officer Nishimura, I don't think it's that simple, I've seen it just now, and the deceased doesn't have any panicked or panicked look on her face, if it was a robber burglar, she wouldn't be so calm, so I suspect that this may be the murderer's suspicion. Nishimura's real name on the side reasoned seriously.

"Hmm...... It is also possible that an acquaintance committed the crime. Officer Nishimura was noncommittal to her speculation, groaning slightly.

The spirit of the young woman next to her excitedly wanted to say something, but no matter how loud she spoke, no one present could hear her.

The only thing he could hear was Li Xuehao, who was thinking about what method he would have to use to walk in openly.

At this time, the situation changed again, standing outside, he saw a black car coming from far and near, and was about to rush into the iron gate, but was stopped by two policemen guarding the door.

"Who are you, the police are handling the case, please leave!"

The black car did not rush in directly, after stopping, a man got out of the car, about thirty years old, extremely handsome, tall, about one meter eighty-five, he said anxiously: "Hello, this house belongs to my wife, I heard that there are many policemen here, so I want to ask, what happened here?"

"It's Mr. Domoto......" The two policemen were all taken aback when they saw the handsome man who came down.

"Yes, I'm a Domoto hero. The handsome man modestly introduced himself, but his face was still anxious, "May you tell me what the hell is going on here, why are you here?"

One of the policemen looked at him with some sympathy and said, "Mr. Domoto, I hope you don't get too excited when you hear this, Mrs. Domoto...... Killed. ”

"What?" Domoto's face turned pale, and his body began to stagger, as if he was too frightened to stand on his feet by the shocking news.

"Mr. Domoto, Mr. Domoto......" The policeman who was looking at him sympathetically hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

The face of the hero of Domoto was full of grief, as if he could not accept the blow, and after a long while, he tried to maintain his composure and said, "Excuse me, can I go in?"

"Yes, Mr. Domoto, you can go in. The policeman who held him hurriedly said, after all, he is not an outsider, not only the husband of the deceased, but also a big celebrity who is famous throughout the country and even won awards internationally, so he can naturally go in. In order to prevent him from falling, the police still helped him and walked into the villa.

Li Xuehao was watching from a short distance, and he suddenly thought of how to enter the villa, although the reason was far-fetched, but it was better than standing outside and not being able to help.