The moon splashes the stars, and the night is long.

It was late at night, and the shadows of the trees in the mountains were faint, and a few stars of fireflies were swimming around, flickering bright and dark.

After learning the truth and finding out the murderer, everyone in the room sighed, as if they had removed a stone from their hearts.

Then, everyone took turns to praise Kazama, after all, his performance is obvious to all, his professional performance, his efficiency, and his character are all praised.

Kazama accepted everyone's praise calmly, but he didn't take it too seriously.

Seeing that there were still a few hours before dawn, he glanced at Toshiya Taso, then glanced up at everyone, Kazama said softly: "There are still a few hours left, everyone can go back to their rooms to rest first, but before that, ask my uncle, Mr. Hamura, and Mr. Doi to help transfer Toshiya Tasho to a secret room, and wait for the police officer to arrive tomorrow morning." ”

Kazama's proposal was unanimously approved by everyone.

So Mori, Hamura, and Doi pressed Toshiya Tasho to the basement next to the collection room, where there were no windows, only books and nothing else, so as long as the door was locked, there was no fear of Toshiya Tasoki running away or looking for a short meeting.

And Etsuko, Xiaolan, Connor, and Conan, the four women and children, were called back to the room by Kazama Teru to rest first.

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"Brother Kazama, you've worked hard too, rest early. Dragging Connor and Conan's little hands, Ran said softly, her tone soft, her eyes sparkling.

Kazama listened to her gentle voice and glanced at her.

Xiao Lan's eyes were shining, like stars in the night sky, shining, and her face also exuded a compelling look.

Kazama smiled, "I know, you guys go to sleep, good night." ”

"Well, good night. Xiaolan agreed.

Kazama's another perfect performance tonight obviously gave Xiaolan a big impact.

Maori is proud of Kazama's nephew, how could she not be a childhood sweetheart?

At the thought of this, the pride in her chest poured out like a fountain, endlessly, and her graceful body trembled slightly, and it was difficult to restrain herself.

But the time was really not early, so he dragged his two little hands and turned around and went back to the room.

As for Connor, she has a quiet temperament, doesn't like to talk too much, thinks a lot, is calm and dignified, which is very different from the liveliness and agility of her fellow school students.

So he didn't say much, winked at Kazama, shook off Xiaolan's little hand, trotted, jumped, and went back to the room first.

As for Conan, needless to say, tonight's another big blow hurt him a lot, and he didn't know how much shadow area there was, and all that resounded in his mind was a few words from Kazama Teru "The detective seeks the truth, and the forensic doctor grasps the truth" "The detective pursues the truth, and the forensic doctor pursues the accurate facts...", etc., so that he doesn't want to face Kazama more now, and now he just wants to go back to the room and heal quietly......

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Watching a few people go back.

Kazama's handsome face has a laid-back and confident bearing, and a smile tufts at the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go!"

Sawei looked at Kazama and nodded in response, "Hmm!"

Subsequently, Kazama Teru did not go straight back to the room, but walked with Sawei all the way to the bathroom of this villa, turned on the faucet, and the water flow was very warm and crystal clear.

Kazama used the soap placed next to the sink and put a layer of soap on the palm and surface of the hand until the wrist was closed. Then I cleaned my hands that were stained with the smell, and wore disposable gloves, so that they would not be drenched in blood.

Slender five fingers.

Flexible bones and joints.

Kazama washed every inch very carefully, whether it was for hygiene or to draw a perfect end to this murder, he enjoyed it extraordinarily.

Zuo Wei's beautiful face was smiling, his eyes narrowed slightly, he slowly closed it, and asked, "You're tired, aren't you?"

Kazama showed a faint smile, washed his hands and said, "Yes, it must not be easier than ordinary physical work." ”

The treatment of forensic doctors who have just entered the field is not much different from that of ordinary police officers, and even faintly higher, and in the world, the salary of forensic doctors in island countries and the United States is the highest level.

Just talk about normal income, not 'gray income', the source of gray income is mainly related to personality, ability and mastery of social relationships, no matter what, anyway, Kazama Teru doesn't.

Most of the police officers belong to local civil servants and do not belong to national civil servants, so there will be regional differences, and there are also big differences in income between different ages and positions, and the newly appointed inspectors may only be a fraction of the senior officials of the Metropolitan Police Department, so it can only be said that an average, and the normal income of a year is also several million yen, and Kazama's police rank is inspector chief, which is much higher than that of ordinary patrol police officers, and for the entire social class, it is even more high-paid.

But the cost is also very large.

To be a forensic doctor, you need to observe, compare, dissect, and speak......

So this moment, when he washed his hands.

Letting go of the rigorous thinking logic and academic associations, the brain relaxed, and immediately felt a great relief, like a precision machine, which has been running at high speed and high load, and now it will naturally feel comfortable to stop such a huge high frequency.

Zuo Wei looked at Kazama in the mirror, his eyes rolled over him, and said with a smile: "However, you have solved another case independently this time, and there must be a lot of bonuses." ”

"Hmm!" Kazama perked up and looked proud.

For fame, Kazama doesn't care, but he cares a lot about small money.

The thought of going back to have a bonus, Kazama Teru was in a good mood, and his tired look was swept away.

One person and one soul in the bathroom, talking without a match, and not long after, Kazama Teru also went back to his room to rest, and brain workers must let the brain have enough sleep time.

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The second day is early in the morning.

The mountain villa in the early morning, shrouded in golden light, crisp birds chirping, chirping, chirping, sounding cheerful, there is no cold outside in the villa, and the birds around the mountain mostly run here.

However, the call of these birds, like a heavenly sound, is melodious, but it is a natural alarm clock, enough to wake people up.

They are more industrious than the people in the villa, going to bed early and getting up early.

Thanks to their hard work, the presence of these natural alarm clocks also allows the people in the villa to get up early and get busy, either to make breakfast or to start doing things.

A faint mist shrouded the villa, as if it were in an ethereal situation, looming, and there was peace and tranquility up and down.

Kazama woke up late, and the bird alarm clock didn't wake him up until the roar of motor vehicles broke the silence outside the villa, and he woke up lazily.

The sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded outside the villa, breaking the tranquility of the village.

"Hehe, it's really late enough, hey, this efficiency, late police officers, belated justice, no wonder the media and the public criticize and have no confidence in the police. Kazama put on his coat and shook his head.