The man known as Zhongdaojun was still eagerly calling his boss, but when he heard this, he patted his chest and sat on the ground.

"It's a good death, a good death—it's miserable." Then he turned his head to face the stout man at the bar, and a calm voice came out of his mouth, "Kido-kun, stop shouting." ”

The man at the bar just now was still trembling, and his trembling orchid fingers almost poked Matsuda Jinhei's eyes, and his face changed in a second when he heard this.

Matsuda watched as he straightened up, patted the folds on his clothes, and bowed to himself gracefully and politely.

"Laugh."

…… Hell yes.

Except for a few girls who stayed in various parts of the house and were responsible for pacifying the crowd, the remaining group of police academy students gathered next to the corpse at this moment, and Toru Asada's originally abrupt police uniform played a role at the moment, and under his inquiry, a group of diners finally sat in their respective places, waiting for the questioning.

Toru Asada looked around at the scene of the crime-

On the counter, there are three identical goblets lined up with different colors of liquor, all garnished with cherries and freshly sliced oranges.

An identical glass on the floor was shattered, orange-red liquor was dripping from the bar and scattered all over the floor, and a three-quarter slice of orange fell on the floor, looking particularly lonely in a stall of liquor.

"I'm here to investigate the deceased's belongings, and I'll leave the routine questioning over there to you."

Toru Asada said as he pulled out a pair of white gloves from his trouser pocket and made a gesture to crouch down.

"Why do you still have gloves when you come to a party-" Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but complain.

"Envy—" Toru Asada raised his eyebrows and shook his gloves defiantly in front of Matsuda Jinpei's eyes, "I just bought it yesterday." ”

…… Beat this man.

Matsuda Jinhei looked at his brown-haired hair for half a month, and without saying a word, he took a glove from his hand.

"I'll take care of the investigation of the bar and the liquor."

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"There was cyanide residue in the liquor on the ground, and there was no problem with the other people's wine." Matsuda stood up, holding several coins in his hand, one of which had changed color.

"That's just right," Toru Asada gestured to Matsuda Jinpei.

Matsuda Jinhei looked over at the bar, and Toru Asada picked a clean table and spread out the contents of the deceased's bag, pens, mobile phones, notepads, and a few colored cardboards that I didn't know what to do, which should be the same set as the ones scattered on the ground.

There was also a clear pill bottle with white powder left behind, and the mouth of the leather bag was wide open, and nothing else.

"The poison in this medicine bottle and wine is estimated to be a family, and it happens that the deceased has three companions, and if you ask who touched this leather bag, you should be able to identify the suspect."

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At this moment, Date Air has already investigated a circle of peripheral diners, and the three people closest to the deceased are explaining the incident.

According to the three people, the deceased's name was Akiya Uchida, who was originally the secretary of Congressman Kamikawa, but after the death of Councilor Kamikawa, he took some of the forces of his former boss to start a company, and he regularly came to Chiyo and izakaya to drink every Monday.

Every time I come over, I must casually call some subordinates to accompany me, saying that it is because I am not happy enough to drink.

And this man doesn't know what's wrong, every time he calls someone, he must be exactly three, and one more or less is not good, it is said that it is because three people plus one of him is exactly equal to the number four-four...... Very auspicious.

Everyone was killed by auspiciousness.

But Akira Uchida is also the secretary of Congressman Kamikawa...... Thinking of the incident two months ago, the four people present frowned silently, and their faces were not very good-looking.

"My name is Yuzu Tsuji, and I was just recruited last month to work as a clerk in the company." A sharp female voice sounded first, and the woman in the dark green suit was wiping her hands with a tissue with disdain, her eyelids lifted slightly, and she smiled indifferently at the handsome people in front of her.

"Then how is Mr. Uchida's usual behavior, and how is your relationship?"

Date Hang was holding a notebook and was serious, although the clues could be seen from the reactions of the three people, but the routine inquiry still had to be carried out.

Yuzu Tsuji glanced strangely at the thick-eyed officer opposite, and tried to organize the language.

"Mr. Uchida's character—if I tell you the truth, is it an insult to the deceased?"

Toru Asada and Jinpei Matsuda walked over, and when they happened to hear this, he nodded calmly to the woman with a room of dumb eyes.

"Trouble insulting in detail."

Air Date: "......"

"Then I'll say it bluntly - that old thing knows all day long that he is relying on that bit of power, showing off his might, commanding his subordinates as dogs, calling back the toad, wanting to eat swan meat, wanting to sneak into the old lady, and not taking a mirror to look at himself, and not being able to stand up—cough-"

Yuzu Tsuji probably felt that her words were too aggressive, clenched her fists to her mouth, and coughed embarrassedly, "Anyway, you can just ask about this bastard's reputation, if it weren't for the salary of 200,000 yuan per month, the old lady would have slapped him in the face a long time ago." ”

The other two nodded with deep feeling.

"My name is Mizuta Nakamichi, and I'm a salesperson in the marketing department." The short man in the gray suit frowned, "It's not a good relationship—it's better to have a good relationship with that guy at all." ”

He said and gritted his teeth, "I just reached the sales target last month, and he turned his face and tripled this month's goal, isn't that black-hearted bastard just sorry for his own bonus - he himself didn't know how much he was greedy for when he was on the side of Senator Shangchuan." ”

"But, while that bastard did die well—sadly, he hasn't paid me this month's salary." Mizuta Nakamichi looked angry, "Can't he die next month?" ”

"I'm Kosho Kido, the bodyguard he just hired a month ago." The stout man nodded politely to everyone, and pressed his eyebrows with a slight headache, "You also saw it just now, that guy is going to come to such a play every three or five times, pretending that he is injured and having an accident, and when he is done, he has to get up and scold us for not worrying enough, and ask us if one or two of us want him to die." ”

Kido Hiroaki's tone was very indignant: "Heaven and earth conscience, we really want to! ”

。。。。。。

Everyone couldn't help but glance at the corpses on the ground, and it was really ...... to be able to do this

Absolutely.

Toru Asada suppressed his desire to complain, and looked at the three people in front of him: "We just detected cyanide in the deceased's liquor, has anyone among you or around touched his wine glass?" ”

"Mr. Uchida is so strict about what he puts in his mouth that even a few of us don't have a chance to touch his cup." The short man replied, "No one has touched us around, and we have been together all the time. ”

"Do any of you have access to Mr. Uchida's bag?" Toru Asada shook the glass medicine bottle in front of several people with two fingers, "Even if it's - after Mr. Uchida's death." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three people changed instantly.

Yuzu Tsuji looked angry: "Do you suspect that there is a murderer among us?" ”

Kido Kosho nodded: "If this poison was found in Mr. Uchida's bag, it is more likely that he committed suicide or died unexpectedly." ”

Mizuta Nakamichi was also dissatisfied: "Mr. Uchida is dying all day long, so it's not strange that he really played himself to death that day." ”

As soon as the three of them finished speaking, the curtain at the door rang, and a simple and deep male voice came: "We received a report that there was a death here, right?" ”

Toru Asada nodded solemnly: "Yes, we are saying that the deceased may have committed suicide." ”

Officer Twilight: "......"

The round police officer turned his head, pinched his neck with his hands and looked hideous, and his face was full of dead bodies that fell into deep thought.