A woman in a high school student's uniform arrives at the destination indicated by the navigation.

She hesitated, and rang the doorbell with some trepidation.

"You're 'Takehisa', aren't you? Welcome, please come in. ”

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and welcomed the other party into the house.

In the room, there is a girl who is also wearing a high school uniform, and it is Sera Masumi who happened to meet and was invited by the way.

To put it simply, Qinghai Chuantang needs someone to help with the white work.

"Coffee or tea?"

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Qinghai Chuantang looked at her, "What's wrong?" ”

"I can't afford to pay that much."

"It's okay."

Takehisaki raised his head and looked at the other party.

"Really? Does it really matter? ”

After saying that, she reacted to her gaffe.

The crime took place in a small coastal town.

A week ago, inside a warehouse, police found a body.

The deceased was a woman of her thirties, and the cause of death was death from excessive blood loss from being stabbed with a sharp blade.

In addition to the injuries from the stabbing in the back, there is another noteworthy feature of the deceased, with the head and arms cut off.

There were no items left around the body, so the identity of the deceased could not be determined.

The investigation of the case is in a difficult situation.

However, the case suddenly took a turn for the worse.

A few kilometres from the scene of the crime, a man was seen burying the severed limbs and head, as well as the belongings of the deceased.

The man's name was Oishi Ikeza, and he was a teacher at a high school.

After an investigation, the identity of the deceased was confirmed.

The woman who was killed was named Shaya Yaga, a thirty-two-year-old housewife.

Oishi Ikeza is dating his student Takehisaki, and Natsuya Yega, who finds out about it, takes a picture and threatens him to pay to keep his mouth shut.

With a reasonable motive for the killing, everyone is convinced that Oishiikeza is the murderer of Shaya Yaga.

However, Oishiikeza firmly denied the crime.

The high school teacher killed and dismembered the body in order to conceal the adulterous teacher-student relationship, and this social incident was widely reported by the media.

For a time, the spearhead of controversy all turned to Takehisa.

She made an agreement with Oishiikeza that she would get married after she graduated.

Isolated and helpless, Zhu Jiuxi, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, found Qinghai Chuantang.

"I already know the general situation. The ugly things come first, and the results may not necessarily be what you expect. But there is one thing I can assure you. ”

Takehisaki looked up at her.

"Until the truth is revealed, I will never leave you alone."

"Me too."

Shira Zhenchun looked at each other and showed a bright smile.

Led by Takehisaki, the two came to the vicinity of the warehouse.

A yellow cordon has been set up at the door, but the reeds on the side can also lead to the warehouse.

Qinghai Chuantang took off his coat and handed it to Shiliang Zhenchun.

"It's not good to be stabbed."

After walking through the reeds taller than a person, the two finally arrived in front of the warehouse.

The window was open, but only one side was stained with blood.

The blood had long since dried up, but there were still traces of it flowing downward.

A lot of blood was sprayed on the wooden boards inside the house, but there was not the slightest trace of blood on the concrete floor outside the window.

The three of them then went to the police station.

Because of the greetings with friends on the road, Oishiikeza, who was in detention, was brought out and given a small amount of time for them to ask each other questions.

"First of all, why bury the stumps of the dead on the banks of the river?"

"That's because"

That day, in front of Oishiikeza's house, he found a cardboard box.

When I opened it, I saw the limbs and head of a woman.

He was afraid of suspicion, so he planned to bury it.

"The time of Ms. Xia Ya's death was between 2 and 6 pm on the 21st. Do you have an alibi during this time? ”

"No, I've been grading the exam papers at home."

"Then you were threatened by Ms. Char, does anyone else know?"

"Nope."

According to this line of thought, it may be possible to form such a story.

Unable to endure the successive extortions, he killed Shaya Yega. In order to hide the identity of the corpse, the arms and head were cut off and buried on the bank of the river.

And such a plot was written by the Search Headquarters.

"I believe in you."

Takehisaki looked at the man beside him and said firmly.

Because of the above permission, the two were given permission to look through the survey materials.

"Sure enough, it's still convenient on the spot."

Shiliang Zhenchun couldn't help but whisper a complaint.

The survey materials stacked in front of her were almost as tall as her head.

"It's okay, I'm done."

After finishing speaking, Qinghai Chuantang handed the diagram he had drawn to the other party.

After reading it, Sera Zhenchun said, "It's worth noting that it's really the time when Xia Yayega was killed." ”

The time when Shaya Yega was killed was about 2 to 6 p.m. on the 21st.

However, Xia Yaega went shopping at a beauty salon between 3 and 4 o'clock, and at a snack shop at 5 o'clock.

Inside the wallet, there are receipts for the barber shop and the confectionery shop.

"In other words, the time when Ms. Xia Ya was killed was between 5 and 6 o'clock after leaving the dim sum shop."

Sera nodded innocently, thoughtful.

That night, when Yoshiaki Natsuya, her husband returned home, he found that the room had been turned into a mess and called the police.

"Then, it is likely that the prisoner hid in the room and destroyed all the relevant evidence."

After sorting out his thoughts, Shira Zhenchun showed a confident expression.

"Now, let's go to their house and find out."

In Xia Ya's house, there is a tablet of Xia Ya Yejia, as well as her photo, and a stick of incense is inserted in the stove in front of her.

Everything in the house is well organized, very clean and tidy.

On the walls, there are several certificates and a pair of boxing gloves.

On the shelves on the side, there are a lot of trophies.

"Mr. Xia Ya, are you a professional boxer?"

"Yes, but just a nobody."

"It's not easy to be a professional boxer, right?"

"It's always Yaga who does odd jobs to support the family. She has been taking care of my diet and nutrition since I first started in this industry. It can be said that with her support, I have persevered in boxing to this day. ”

When he spoke, Xia Ya Yoshiaki lowered his head.

Shiliang Zhenchun looked at him, but said, "Then when was the last time you saw her?" ”

"The morning of the crime."

After finishing speaking, Xia Ya Yoshiaki took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and clicked on a video.

It's the picture of Xia Yaega lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

He slowly approached her and kissed her gently on the cheek.

"Where were you on the day of the crime, between 2 and 6 p.m.?"

Alibi is a thing, and from the moment you are listed as a suspect, there will be countless checks.

So in this regard, Xia Ya Yoshiaki is also used to it, so the answer is fluent.

"On that day, I worked until 4 p.m."

With that, he stood up and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

"Then I went straight to Tokyo and watched my boxing club mates fight at the park."

He found the ticket from the hanging coat and handed it to the two of them.

At this time, Shiliang Zhenjun noticed that there were bruises and redness on his exposed calves.

"According to the Metropolitan Police Department's crime statistics, of the 810 homicide arrests in 2016, acquaintances accounted for 543 percent, or 440 cases. Among them, the highest proportion of 158 cases was spousal homicide. ”

After leaving Xia Ya's house, Qinghai Chuantang said.

Shiliang Zhenchun was stunned for a moment.

"Do you mean, the wife that the husband killed?"

"No, I'm just stating the data. The injury on his leg should have been caused by domestic violence, and he did have a motive to kill. But as for whether the murderer is him, it remains to be discussed. ”

Once people have habits, they are prone to preconceived ideas.

For example, the first witness is often the law of the murderer.

The two of them went to the dim sum shop and asked the store manager here.

"I did have a woman like the one in the photo, around 5 p.m."

"Almost? Don't you remember what Ms. Xia Ya looked like? ”

"I don't remember. However, I remember the exaggerated ring on her hand very well. ”

The exaggerated ring that Akira Mikami said is shown in the relics.

It is three red roses clustered together, and there are gold edges, which looks very gorgeous.

"Is that it?"

Qinghai Chuantang clicked on the photo taken earlier.

"Yes, yes, I remember this very well."

"Please, what did Ms. Xia Ya buy at that time?"

At the mention of this, Mikami suddenly smiled, and said very proudly, "Of course, it's the sign of our store." ”

The rose-shaped shape looks very romantic. If you're not careful, you can even confuse the real with it.

This is the store's signature "Rose Roll".

Qinghai Chuantang tried a piece, it is very soft and glutinous, with a faint sweetness, and it will not make people feel too greasy and sticky.

"Can you wrap it all up for me?"

Shiliang Zhenchun looked confused, are you sure you can eat so much?

Akira Mikami was surprised and delighted, "All?" ”

"Yes."

Although it looks like a lot, it is all packed, but it is only filled with three paper bags.

One of the bags was given to Sera Masumi.

As the saying goes, no merit is not punished, and Shiliang Zhen's original intention is to refuse.

What's more, this bag of things is also worth a lot of money.

"It's okay, I bought it with your brother's insurance money anyway."

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and stuffed the bag into her hand.

Shira Zhenjun blinked, a little skeptical that it was his auditory hallucination just now.

"My brother's, the insurance money?"

"What are you talking about?"

Although she is not as good at playing homophonic stalks as Hattori Heiji.

But when it comes to not acknowledging and changing the topic, she still deserves it.

"I was saying that it looks pretty dry here, and it probably hasn't rained for a week."

The other party's expression was sincere, but he looked at himself with some doubt.

Shiliang Zhenchun fell into extreme self-doubt, could it be that he was thinking about his brother too much and hallucinating?

Then the two went to the barbershop.

The store is small and ordinary, except for the manager and a woman who happened to deliver the newspaper.

As soon as I entered the store, I was attracted by the mannequins standing next to me for practice.

Long blonde hair, how much like gin in the period when there was no gray hair.

"This model looks like my ex-boyfriend."

Shiliang Zhenchun has a face full of "You meow is teasing me".

Qinghai Chuantang turned his head to look at Lin Tian Zhizi, "Can you transfer this model to me?" ”

The other party naturally rejected her request.

After all, for a hairdresser, a handy mannequin is better than a price.

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