Seeing Hiroki Tsuji's bruised, swollen cheeks and neck, Moriran knew that he had been suffocating for a long time.

At the very least, it has entered a very dangerous period of expiratory dyspnea.

At this time, the respiratory center of the human body turns from excitement to inhibition, breathing becomes shallow, slow, or even temporarily stopped, the heartbeat is weak, the blood pressure drops, and the muscle spasms disappear, like suspended animation.

In this severe state of asphyxia, the patient can die suddenly at any time due to cardiac arrest.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, he was saved in time:

"Mr. Tsuji's breath is faint now, but it's okay... He was at least breathing on his own. ”

Mao Lilan said this, and opened Hiroki Tsuji's eyelids again:

There was a noticeable hemorrhage under the conjunctiva of his eyeball, and his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he looked terrible.

This is also a sign that asphyxia may be present.

Mao Lilan did not doubt him, and when he saw that Hiroki Tsuji's pupils had not yet dilated, he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Dad, call the emergency number!"

"We've turned his face over from the pillow and ruled out the cause of the suffocation."

"Now, as long as Mr. Tsuji is given artificial respiration and his vital signs are maintained, he will definitely be able to survive until the ambulance comes."

"Hmm!" A look of joy appeared on Kogoro Maori's face.

He decisively took out his mobile phone and prepared to make an emergency call, but saw that his daughter was busy laying Hiroki Tsuji's body flat, as if she was going to give him artificial respiration by herself...

Without saying a word, the old father stuffed the mobile phone into Sawaki's hand:

"Sawaki, you come and call an ambulance."

"I'm going to give Hiroki artificial respiration!"

"This—" Sawaki's expression stiffened slightly.

He squeezed out a smile and pretended to be enthusiastic and said:

"Why don't you let me give Mr. Tsuji artificial respiration..."

"Mr. Maori, you still seem to be a little drunk, not very sober."

"No, I'll do it!"

"I received professional training when I was in the police academy, so I can't make mistakes."

Maori Kogoro didn't realize that he was there, but hurriedly pushed his daughter aside, and seriously gave artificial respiration to his best friend who had passed out.

Sawaki watched from the sidelines, his expression becoming more and more gloomy.

And this artificial respiration didn't last long...

Hiroki Tsuji not only stabilized his breath a lot, but even regained some consciousness in a daze:

"Mr. Kogoro..."

"Hey, hey... You... What are you doing kissing me..."

"I... My body... Why is it so uncomfortable? ”

He didn't seem to realize what he had just been going through.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he spit out a strong smell of wine, and his voice was vaguely full of drunkenness.

"Hiroki, that's great!"

Seeing that his friends had the strength to speak, Maori Kogoro breathed a long sigh of relief:

"Really... I was drunk and slept on my pillow..."

"You almost suffocated yourself just now, you know?"

He gently patted Hiroki Tsuji on the shoulder and sighed with relief.

"Mr. Tsuji?" Mao Lilan seized the opportunity and followed his father with some concern and asked, "Do you remember what just happened?" ”

"I..."Hiroki Tsuji thought for a moment in a daze:

"I just followed Kogoro and Sawaki back to the bedroom, and fell asleep on the bed..."

"Wait... Did something happen to a few of us? ”

"Feeling good in the chest... It's stuffy. ”

He muttered wildly, his eyes half-asleep squinting.

Eventually, it didn't take long for Hiroki Tsuji to fall asleep again.

"This..."Mori Kogoro was a little nervous.

"It's fine." Maoriran tried Hiroki Tsuji's snort:

"Mr. Tsuji's breathing has stabilized, let's just wait for the ambulance to come."

"But..."

Mao Lilan took a closer look at Hiroki Tsuji, who fell into a coma again:

"Mr. Tsuji himself doesn't remember anything."

"Dad, Mr. Sawaki, do any of you remember what just happened?"

"No... I completely drank the fragments. ”

Sawaki shook his head, revealing a blank expression.

Mori Kogoro, on the other hand, replied after some contemplation:

"Uh... I remember the two of us sending Hiroki to the bedroom, and Hiroki was rocking on his own and lying on the pillow. ”

"And then... And then I broke the piece, and I don't remember anything. ”

"Well... Did he fall asleep on his pillow by himself? ”

"It seems that Mr. Hiroki really suffocated due to an accident."

Maolilan muttered to himself thoughtfully.

Kogoro on the side was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he reacted:

"Wait, Xiaolan, you mean, you still suspect that this incident was not an accident?"

"yes..."

Maolilan tentatively said what he thought:

"Because Mr. Tsuji happens to be the target of the murderer, isn't he?"

"It's so suspicious that he had an accident at such a time."

"It's unlikely, isn't it?"

Kogoro waved his hand casually and reasoned very firmly:

"The murderer likes to leave behind tokens related to playing cards, but nothing strange has been found in this bedroom."

"And there are police officers watching outside the villa, and it is impossible for the murderer to climb in from outside in the middle of the night."

"There are so many people in the villa, whoever wants to go upstairs to the bedroom to attack Hongshu will definitely be seen."

"As for the bedroom, it's just me and Zeki."

"It can't be our hand on Hiroki, right?"

As he spoke, he also smiled and patted Sawaki on the shoulder:

"Right?"

"Uh..."Sawaki smiled with difficulty, "yes, yes..."

"I'm not suspicious of Dad and Uncle Sawagi..."

"It's just that out of an abundance of caution, this possibility cannot be completely ruled out."

Maolilan was a little embarrassed to say what he thought.

Then, even if her tone was not so sure, she still firmly followed her own ideas and tried to investigate the possible traces of "he killed" on Tsuji Hiroki's body.

"The face is blue and swollen, but there are no external injuries to the face or neck..."

Maoliran unbuttoned Hiroki Tsuji's clothes:

"The same is true for the chest, and there are no other injuries anywhere on the body."

"Only the nose and mouth are imprinted, and the lines of this imprint are the same as the textile pattern that protrudes on the pillowcase."

"This shows that Mr. Tsuji's face is indeed in contact with the pillow for a long time, and his mouth and nose are suffocated by the pillow..."

"However, this does not completely rule out that someone else committed the crime."

She examined it as she analyzed it to herself.

Sawaki Fair, who was next to him, heard this, and the smile on his face gradually stiffened.

Maolilan didn't notice this, she just continued to do the examination in earnest:

"The gums, buccal mucosa, labial mucosa, there is no breakage and no bleeding."

"The muscles of the face are intact."

She carefully examined Hiroki Tsuji's mouth, then gently flipped over his body and brushed the hair from the back of his head:

"There was no damage to the scalp and no subcutaneous bleeding."

It can be easily distinguished from lying on a pillow and accidentally suffocating to death, and being suffocated by someone else's head on the pillow.

Because the latter has a violent process.

When the killer presses the victim's head hard and presses down, the skin on the back of the victim's head may be pressed and bruised.

His teeth will also be violently squeezed with his cheeks and lips due to compression, resulting in damage to the buccal mucosa and even facial muscles.

But none of these signs appeared on Hiroki Tsuji.

No suspicious injuries could be found anywhere else on his body.

Coupled with the pillow marks left on his mouth and nose, it proves even more that he was drunk and lying on the pillow for a long time, stuffing himself like this.

After careful inspection, Maolilan could only conclude in the end:

"It seems... It was really an accident. ”

...........................

The next day, in the morning.

Lin Xinyi woke up from his sleep slowly, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Belmode's delicate cheeks that were only a stone's throw away from him.

He's used to it.

Belmode has become his mom these days, running to the couch every morning to wake him up more punctually than the alarm clock.

Even in the morning, it will be prepared for him in advance.

According to Belmode, it was to reminisce with him about the past.

Today was different from before, Lin Xinyi didn't smell the aroma of food after waking up, but saw that Belmode had already pulled the bright silver hair into a bun and painted the face makeup as "Miss Chrissy" in advance.

She was clearly ready to go out.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw Lin Xin wake up, Belmode shook the mobile phone in his hand at him.

This is Lin Xinyi's mobile phone, but looking at the unceremonious smile on the corner of Belmode's mouth, she probably helped answer Lin Xinyi's private call when he was asleep:

"Let's go, Boy."

"I just called from the Twilight Police Department."

"When we were still sleeping in the middle of the night last night, something interesting seemed to have happened."

"Interesting?"

Lin Xinyi asked with some concern as he got up and went to the bathroom to wash.

"Hmm." Belmode nodded:

"First of all, it is the results of the investigation by the Metropolitan Police Department."

"They have checked all the prisoners who may have had a grudge against Kogoro Maori over the years and have been released from prison."

"It turned out that all of these prisoners had alibi certificates and could not have been the murderers in this case."

"There's only one prisoner who doesn't..."

"Moreover, the Metropolitan Police Department has not even been able to contact him, so I don't know where he is."

"Oh?" Lin Xinyi's heart moved:

A person released from prison who has a grudge against Kogoro Maori, not only does not have an alibi, but also strangely disappears completely from the police's field of vision.

This guy sounds like a murderer.

Lin Xinyi looked over curiously, and Belmode also explained empathetically:

"This prisoner's name is Akira Murakami."

"Ten years ago, Miss Maori's mother was shot and subdued by Kogoro Maori, and she has been imprisoned ever since."

"'Seven days ago', Murakami was just released from prison."

Belmode quietly accentuated the words 'seven days ago'.

And Lin Xinyi also instantly understood what she meant:

"He can't be a murderer."

"This guy was only released from prison 7 days ago, and he hasn't been in contact with Maori Kogoro for 10 years."

"In less than a week, how could he have gathered such detailed information-"

"Find 13 guys with numbers in their names from a person's circle of friends, make a list of attacks in the order of playing cards, and then design a murder plan according to the life and rest of each target."

"That's a lot of work!"

Lin Xin could see at a glance that this Murakami's uncle could not be a murderer at all.

Belmode gave him an appreciative look:

"Yes, you're much smarter than your dumb colleagues in the Metropolitan Police Department."

"You know, listen to what the police department means on the phone... They have now identified the Murakami abbot, desperately looking for this unaccounted for 'murderer'. ”

"The real murderer, I guess I'm looking forward to seeing this kind of situation, right?"

"Teacher, what do you mean..."Lin Xinyi groaned slightly: "This may have been designed by the murderer?" ”

"He may not be at all what the police first envisioned, some criminal who wants to get revenge on Uncle Maori."

"Maybe..."

Belmode smiled noncommittally:

"Actually, there's something more interesting I haven't told you:"

"The Mr. Hiroki Tsuji, whom we visited yesterday, almost suffocated himself to death in the middle of the night because he drank too much alcohol."

"Luckily, Miss Maori rescued him and he is still lying in the hospital."

“...... Accidentally? ”

After listening to the ins and outs of this matter, Lin Xinyi's gaze quietly became sharp:

"Was it really an accident?"