Shaya Yega is a regular customer in the store and often comes to take care of the business.

"On the day of the crime, she made an appointment at 3 o'clock and stayed here for about an hour."

In the notebook, it is indeed recorded as she said.

"That's right."

Yoshie Tomimoto, who was originally sitting on the sofa, ran over.

"When I came to deliver the bulletin that day, I saw Yerga sitting there."

"Is she wearing a ring, then?"

"I've worn it," said Yoshie Tomimoto with great conviction, "it's the ring, which is not small, in the shape of a rose, right?" ”

Lin Tian Zhizi nodded, agreeing with the other party's statement.

"Are you sure it's Ms. Xia Ya herself?"

"That's right."

Yoshie Tomimoto smiled and looked at Eda Hayashida on the side, and then said, "Besides, it rained a lot that day, and there were no other customers in the store. ”

"It's raining?"

Seliang Masumi captured the key message, "When did it start?" ”

"It's about 3 o'clock." Yoshie Tomioto thought for a moment and replied.

Lin Tian Zhizi nodded, echoed and said, "Yes, it's suddenly bigger." ”

"What time does the rain stop?"

"Five o'clock."

This point, Yoshie Tomimoto remembers very clearly, "When "Love and Love" was just replayed, the rain suddenly stopped. ”

From the day of the incident to the present.

Except for that day, it has not rained for seven consecutive days.

Looking at the query results on his phone, Shira Zhenjun showed a confident smile.

"I already know who the murderer is."

At this time, Qinghai Chuantang just took a bite of the rose roll.

And Shiliang Zhenchun just found out that the two bags in her hand were really only bags.

She couldn't help complaining, "Sister Xiaotang, is your stomach a bottomless pit?" ”

Qinghai Chuantang shook his head.

"I just have a pocket with a different dimension."

After saying that, she took out several wrapped rose rolls from her shallow pocket.

It's like Doraemon's pocket.

Shiliang Zhenchun almost wondered if the other party could come up with any door from it.

Soon, everyone was gathered near the warehouse as a venue for a reasoning show.

I don't know where Qinghai Chuantang came from, borrowed a few chairs, and formed a circle, like a bonfire party.

"The crux of this case was obvious from the beginning. That is, why did the murderer cut off the head and two arms of the corpse and take them away. ”

"Actually, I already know the answer."

"The face and arms of the corpse have some kind of evidence that can prove who the murderer is. So, the murderer in order to destroy the evidence"

"It would be better if the whole body was buried in the nearby mountains and forests in order to destroy the evidence."

Seliang Zhenjun clearly rejected the other party's conjecture.

"So, why did the murderer do this?"

Interpol B raised his hand and raised his question.

It's like a curious baby in the classroom, eager for knowledge.

There are 102 sub-bureaus in Tokyo.

Serious violent crimes that cannot be dealt with by these substations are the responsibility of the Metropolitan Police Department's Search Division.

And if this time, it is confirmed that Oishiikeza is not the murderer, and the real prisoner is found, then they in the sub-bureau can finally kill the sharp spirit of the headquarters.

Maybe even walking is windy.

"In order to dispel their own suspicions, they are used to create the illusion of affection between husband and wife."

After finishing speaking, Shiliang Zhenchun turned to look at him, "I'm right, Mr. Xia Ya Yoshiaki?" ”

Qinghai Chuantang was stunned on the spot, and almost let the rose roll in his hand fall to the ground.

All eyes were on him.

Xia Yayizhao seemed to be an afterthought.

"What? Wait, what do you say? ”

He didn't seem to realize that the murderer he was referring to was himself.

"When I went to your house, I felt something was wrong."

Shiliang explained, "The wallet left by Ms. Xia Ya is full of receipts, and it is placed in the wallet casually. So I don't think she's a meticulous person. ”

On the contrary, the rooms are exceptionally tidy.

So I thought that Xia Yayega did not sacrifice herself to support her husband.

Instead, he put all the housework on the husband's head.

"Not really. Yerga really was my ideal."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shiliang Zhenchun.

"She's been violent to you, hasn't she?"

Xia Ya Yoshiaki closed his mouth and glanced down.

"Your wife caused the bruises on your calves, right?" Sera Shinjun continued.

Detective A walked over and pulled up the other party's trouser leg, exactly as she said.

"If there's bruises elsewhere, it's easy to spot during the game, so your wife keeps going there. And other places like butts. ”

"I'm sorry."

Saying that, Interpol A really stretched out his hand to verify the authenticity.

"It hurts!"

Xia Ya Yizhao immediately called out and slapped the other party's hand away.

"As a professional boxer, it's hard for you to say that you've been subjected to domestic violence. You've been pretending to be a boxer who has been supported by his wife. ”

Therefore, there is a sufficient motive to kill.

"However, I have an alibi."

Xia Ya Yoshiaki stood up at once and retorted, "Didn't Yega go to buy some snacks at 5 o'clock?" At that time, I was on my way to Tokyo to watch the 6 o'clock game. How could it be possible to kill her! ”

The last sentence, he almost roared.

"It really can't be."

Shira Zhenchun smiled and took a step forward, "If the woman who went to the dim sum shop was really Ms. Char." ”

The only thing Mikami remembers is the ring.

So as long as you ask other women to help, it's easy to do a stand-in.

"The glass windows of the crime scene were stained with blood from broken corpses."

"What does that mean?"

At this time, Xia Ya Yoshiaki finally calmed down a little and sat back in his chair.

"The window of the warehouse, only one window was stained with blood. In other words, the window was open at the time of the crime, so there should have been blood splattered outside the window. ”

However, there was no blood on the concrete floor under the window.

Most likely, it was washed away by the rain.

But in the week after the incident, there was no rain at all.

"In other words, Ms. Xia Ya was killed when it was raining between 3 and 5 o'clock that day."

The last time Shaya Yega was seen was when she walked out of the beauty salon at 4 o'clock.

If she had been killed immediately, Yoshiaki Natsuya would have been able to make it in time for the 6 o'clock match in Tokyo, and the alibi would not have been established.

"Wait, wait a minute."

Xia Ya Yoshiaki's expression looked a little aggrieved and helpless, as if he had been wronged.

"Why do I have to cut off my head and hands? I'm not interested in that! ”

"In order to pretend that the husband and wife are in love."

Sera Masumi said his reasoning: "On that day, after you finished your part-time job, you called out your wife and killed her. After cutting off his head and hands, he went straight to Tokyo. ”

After returning home at night, in order to blame the big stone pond, he pretended to steal the photos used for extortion.

However, if a forensic appraisal is conducted, the fact that the wife does not usually do housework will be exposed, and he will be suspected.

So, with the severed hand, I touched all the places where the housewife usually touched, and stained my fingerprints.

"Then, using your dead wife's head, you faked the intimate video of the morning of the crime."

Finally, the relics of Natsuya Yaga, as well as the decomposed head and arms, were placed at the door of the large stone pond house.

"As long as you sort out his female relationships, you will definitely be able to find his stand-in accomplices."

Interpol A stood up and tried to take him away.

"Mr. Xia Ya, let's talk about the rest."

"No, she was mistaken!"

Xia Ya Yoshiaki, who was about to be dragged away, struggled, "Let go of me!" I have proof! There's a follow-up to that video! ”

The first half is exactly the same as what I saw at Xia Ya's house before.

But the next scene surprised Shiliang Zhenchun.

I saw Xia Yayega open her eyes and said, "Are you disgusting?" ”

Immediately after, a carp rolled around, and when he got up, he was educating Xia Ya Yoshiaki's ass with love.

"It's not the head, but I've been reprimanded."

Xia Ya Yoshiaki pointed to the video and said.

"Then why did you cut off her head?"

"I said it all, I didn't do it!"

Xia Ya Yoshiaki put the phone back in his pocket, as if he had made up his mind, and decided to tell the truth.

"Actually, she punched and kicked me"

I saw that everyone was looking at him expectantly.

"It just excites me."

Simply, he let it go: "I am the one who has this interest." ”

Qinghai Chuantang said with a shocked face: "Do you have masochistic tendencies?" ”

"Not a tendency!" Xia Yayi roared: "I just like to be abused!" ”

Everyone was stunned.

Interpol B coughed lightly and said, "Since that's the case, then we have to "

With that, he walked to the big stone pond seat.

"Please wait a minute."

Qinghai Chuantang stopped him, "The truth of the matter is actually only one step away." ”

The person who went to the dim sum was indeed a stand-in for Xia Yayega.

The rain washed away the blood because the time of the crime was before the rain stopped at 5 o'clock, and these are also correct.

But if, according to Sera's pure reasoning, the murderer killed someone while it was raining, a question arises.

"It was raining heavily that day, accompanied by strong winds, and the rain should have been blown into the warehouse. But why, instead of closing the windows, the prisoners performed autopsies in the wind and rain? ”

Sera thought about what the other party said.

A conjecture soon came to mind.

"Could it be that it wasn't raining at the time of the crime?"

Qinghai Chuantang nodded, "That's true." ”

The rain washed away the bloodstains, but it was not raining at the time of the crime. In other words, the time when Xia Yayega was killed was before 3 p.m., before it rained.

"But wasn't Ms. Char in the barbershop between 3 and 4 o'clock?"

"This shows that Miss Hayashida from the barber shop provided false testimony."

Qinghai Chuantang looked at her, "In other words, the prisoner is you, Miss Hayashida Zhizi." ”

Everyone's eyes shifted to Lin Tian Zhizi's body.

"Wait a minute!"

Yoshie Tomimoto stood up and defended him, saying, "I saw her at the time. Ms. Char was indeed in the store that day. ”

Shiliang was stunned, but as if he had thought of something, he had a shocked expression.

"Do you say?"

Before it rained at 3 p.m., Shaya Yega came to the warehouse.

He was then killed by Eda Hayashida and decomposed the body on the spot.

Blood splattered out the window, but it was washed away by the rain that followed at three o'clock.

After Edako Hayashida took her head and hands back, she began to boldly forge an alibi.

The time when Yoshie Tomimoto brought the propaganda board may have been agreed in advance.

"In this way, Miss Hayashida made an alibi."

And the stand-in who went to the dim sum shop was naturally Eda Hayashi.

Adding a layer of insurance seems less suspicious than being the final witness.

"If you look closely, the chairs in the barbershop and the models used for practice are very likely to detect the victim's blood."

Qinghai Chuantang looked at her again: "The murderer is you, right?" ”

Lin Tian Zhizi didn't speak, quietly glanced around, and suddenly stood up, as if he wanted to escape.

But he was stopped by the quick-eyed Sera Zhenchun.

Lin Tian Zhizi gave up the idea of escaping, turned to look at everyone, and suddenly fell to the ground.

"It's been three years."

Her expression instantly became sad, "I've been blackmailed by her for three whole years. It's all that woman's fault, it's that woman! ”

In the end, Hayashida Edako was taken away by the police, and Oishiikeza successfully cleared her grievances and regained her freedom.

Before leaving, Takehisaki solemnly bowed down to thank the two.

After enduring slander and slander, she was helpless, and now she is finally saved.

"Did you realize the truth of the case from the beginning? You know you haven't rained in a week, and you've noticed the model for a long time. ”

It sounded as if she had seen everything early.

Qinghai Chuantang smiled.

"I don't have any such thing as prophecy, it's just a coincidence."

"Coincidence?"

Seliang Zhenchun is deeply skeptical about this, can there really be such a coincidental thing in the world?

"According to the wind speed, air humidity, and cloud level, you can analyze whether it has rained recently. And at the time, I just mentioned it in passing. ”

"What about the models?"

Qinghai Chuantang spread his hands helplessly and said, "My ex-boyfriend used to be really with long blond hair. It's just that the sorrow gradually faded later, and finally turned white overnight. However, "

She smiled and said, "Actually, I prefer the way he looks with gray hair." ”

In this regard, Shiliang Zhenchun was very puzzled, and even a little incomprehensible.

So he asked, "Why?" ”

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple hair are more common, and white hair is generally found on the street by the grandparents' generation.

This caused Shira to have a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding about the age of the other party's ex-boyfriend.

"Tu he is old, Tu he doesn't take a bath."

Now, the misunderstanding is even deeper.

Why do young women prefer older men?

Is it because of love, or is it for the insurance beneficiary to write your name in the column?

Is this a distortion of human nature, or is it a moral degradation?

Shiliang was so innocent that he put his hands on her shoulders, like an adult, and said earnestly, "Sister Xiaotang, you see that you are young, good-looking, and capable. How many young talents are not chasing? ”

When Qinghai Chuantang heard this, he was very moved.

"Mainly, I like older ones."

As long as it fits, in fact, there is no problem for 5,000 years.

She added silently in her heart.

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