"Night, night sky?"

Twilight didn't react.

"Is it ......?"

"That's right," Gao Cheng said contemplatively, "Madame is very fond of observing the stars, and being shot on the balcony is very revealing, the reason why she only left one earring on the table is probably because someone said that there was a meteor, so Madame didn't even have time to take off the remaining earrings and ran to the balcony......"

"That makes sense."

Twilight was spotted through, and she held her chin up cautiously and pondered.

"If you ask your lady to look up, even if you shoot from a low position like a wheelchair, the bullet will go through the back of the head and out of the forehead...... So it looks like a tall man shooting, and in this way, the muzzle of the gun is pointed up, there are no bullet marks in the room, and the bullets will fly to the other side of the river embankment and disappear......"

As he spoke, Twilight's whole mind lit up, and he said happily: "It's really you, Brother Chenghu, why didn't I think of it?" ”

"Because it's preconceived," Gao Cheng smiled, "I also saw that the balcony glass door was only determined when the glass below was broken, because Mr. Daren couldn't reach the lock on it in a wheelchair......"

"So the tools of the crime were also left near the scene? Because the murderer didn't leave the house at all......" said Dusk in a deep voice, "but if Mr. Tatsuren is the prisoner, where are the pearl necklaces and bracelets?" ”

Twilight wrinkled her face and couldn't figure out the point, and she was even more annoyed.

"Even if Mr. Tatsuren killed his wife here, he can't secretly throw away the necklace and bracelet, right? Because Mr. Daren had a broken leg, he couldn't go downstairs alone, and we looked for all the places that seemed to be able to hide things, including the distance that a wheelchair person could throw outside the balcony......"

"I haven't figured this out yet, but as long as it's not completely ruled out, it's possible......"

Gao Cheng specially observed the river embankment opposite the balcony, and under normal circumstances, a person with inconvenient legs and feet in a wheelchair is indeed not far away, but it is not completely impossible.

"In that case," Twilight said emphatically, "we'll look in the river again......"

"Hmph," Uncle Maori was still as unhappy with Gao Cheng's reasoning as ever, "What if I find the necklace bracelet?" It doesn't have to be lost by Mr. Daren, police department, I think this guy ......"

"No, Maori," said Twilight, "if something is found, it means it's not a simple robbery murder." ”

"It's also possible to steal something and be accidentally caught killing someone......

"Hey."

Gao Cheng looked at the uncle speechlessly.

The murder scene doesn't look like a robber killing someone, does it?

But then again, there may be a better way to deal with necklace bracelets.

Thinking of the Mizu-no Mercy admirer who had been given a strange job, Gao Cheng continued to ask Twilight, "Is it true that all the garbage has been checked?" ”

"When, of course......" Twilight said, "We've all checked the trash in the bins before we take them out for recycling......

Uncle Maori snorted, "You don't think this case has something to do with that strange high-paying part-time job, do you?" ”

"Well-paid part-time job?"

"It is said that a man found a part-time job and was commissioned by a group to study the harmlessness of garbage to collect combustible garbage in the neighborhood for a very high salary......

Uncle Maori didn't care much about telling the story.

"Every Thursday and Monday, on the combustible garbage collection day, I collect the garbage in the early morning and then drive back to the parking lot, so that I can get 50,000 yuan at a time, or 450,000 yuan a month......

"This started two weeks ago, and the only problem was that the migrant workers found that the group didn't seem to have touched the garbage...... So we suspect that the part-time worker may have some intention to come and see. ”

"Oh?" Twilight was surprised, "Is this the place to collect garbage?" ”

"Yes, yes, but isn't the garbage of the Funamoto family fine? I think it's just a coincidence......"

On the first floor of Funamoto's house, Tatsuhito Funamoto was still sitting in a wheelchair talking to his son, and Gao Cheng stood at the staircase on the second floor and looked at the affectionate father and son below, and his eyes fell on the dark wool carpet directly below the corridor fence.

If Mr. Funamoto is really the murderer, it will be really too cruel for a child who knows nothing......

However, judging from the situation at the scene, Mr. Funamoto is indeed the most suspicious person.

Gao Cheng stepped in and walked down the stairs with Xiao Ai, just as Tatsuhito Funamoto also looked up.

"You're with Mr. Maori, aren't you?" Tatsuhito Funamoto nodded lightly at Gao Cheng, "Is my wife's case eyebrow-raising?" ”

"Not ...... yet"

"Daddy," the child looked at Gao Cheng curiously, and shouted at the Funamoto Tatsuren, "I'm hungry!" ”

"It's so late, let's eat something before going to the funeral home......

Tatsuhito Funamoto looked at the watch time and hurriedly shouted to the maid upstairs.

"Hey, Hyomi! Let's get ready to eat! ”

"Okay," the maid hurried downstairs with a sad face, "I think it's better to order takeout......

"Hey," Tatsuhito Funamoto looked unpleasant, "You have been eating takeout all day since noon yesterday, can't you cook some dishes by yourself?" ”

"Sorry, sorry...... I'll go get ready for ...... right away."

"Huh?" Xiao Ai happened to pass by the side of the wheelchair, ignored the child's straight gaze, sniffed his nose lightly, followed the smell and looked at the wheels of the wheelchair, and found that there was a little green onion crumbs on it.

Xiao Ai, who is often responsible for cooking for Gao Cheng, is quite sensitive to onion crumbs, and it can be seen at a glance that they are green onion crumbs that have not yet been cooked.

"Joto."

Xiao Ai pulled Gao Cheng and motioned Gao Cheng to look at the wheelchair.

Gao Cheng was talking to Tatsuhito Funamoto, and after seeing the green onion crumbs, he asked, "Is Madame eating takeout after the accident?" ”

"There's no way, Xiaomei doesn't seem to be in the mood, everyone is no better when this happens, but life still has to be lived."

Tatsuhito Funamoto touched his son, who had been mourning, and silently stopped making a sound.

It happened that Xiaolan went downstairs to help in the kitchen, and Gao Cheng took Xiao Ai into the kitchen together.

Even if you don't know the whereabouts of the pearl necklace and bracelet, you may not be able to find evidence of Tatsuo Funamoto's crime, and in any case, Tatsuo Funamoto has little chance to leave home to deal with the evidence.

The crime occurred between 9 and 10 p.m. the night before yesterday, and the body was found yesterday, after which the maid did not cook but ordered takeout......

Then there are the onion crumbs on the wheelchair wheels......

It can be inferred that Tatsuhito Funamoto should have entered the kitchen, and as for the purpose of entering the kitchen......

Gao Cheng found a pair of rubber gloves on the stove and sniffed it gently, and he could still smell the faint smell of green onions and the less obvious smell of gunsmoke.

"Can you wait a little longer for cooking?" Gao Cheng looked at the maid who opened the refrigerator to check.

"Huh?" The maid was stunned.

"With so many customers, you might not have enough materials, right? I think it's better to buy some more ......."

"But ......"

In the living room on the first floor, Twilight leads everyone down the stairs, looking a little depressed.

Nothing was found on the other side of the embankment, and the case seemed to be back to square one.

"Then we'll stop here today and continue our investigation tomorrow......"

"Officer Twilight," Gao Cheng walked out of the kitchen, "I see everyone is tired too, so why don't you just stay for a meal and then leave......"

Twilight suddenly collapsed, "Why are you still eating here?" And Mr. Funamoto, they have to go to the wake at night......"

This foodie ...... He always thought that Maori was thick-skinned enough, but he didn't expect Gao Cheng to be so indifferent to the occasion.

"Also, I said Brother Chenghu, aren't you in a hurry about the case at all?"

"That's why you have to eat more."