The outside of the house looks shabby, and the inside is the same, the white wallpaper has been yellowed and has no intention of being replaced, and even the shoe cabinet in the entrance is still built with cardboard boxes, all of which do not match the princess dress worn by the victim Gahia Pattison.

Fujiwara Yu did not rush to find the other two victims, he crouched down and carefully examined Gahia Pattison's fatal wounds, and found that only the back of the head was wounded, and judging from the skull fracture and crawling marks on the floor, the victim should have been pushed down the stairs by the murderer, and the back of the head hit the ground and did not die on the spot.

However, in the process of trying to save himself, the intracranial hemorrhage caused by the skull fracture caused the victim to have dizziness and headache, and after not crawling for long, he suffered respiratory arrest due to brain herniation, and did not receive timely treatment, and naturally died.

After examining the body of the victim, Fujiwara Yu got up and walked in the direction of the living room, and at the same time said his judgment: "The cause of death was a serious skull fracture caused by the back of the head hitting the ground, and from the fact that a large number of corpse spots have appeared under the body, it can be speculated that the time of death of Gahia Pattison was between 20 and 24 o'clock last night, Tsuda, you go to the neighborhood to investigate and see if the neighbors know about the living conditions and social relations of the family, and by the way, how is the security here at night recently, Whether any suspicious people have been in or out of the place during the eucalyptus period. ”

"Yes, I'll go!" Wataru Takagi followed Sosuke Takaji to the living room on the first floor, the living room was connected to the kitchen, and the total area added up to twenty square meters, which also caused the two adult men to feel crowded standing here.

There was a musty smell in the air, and the sink was still soaked with unbrushed bowls, but judging from the arrangement of the items, the people who lived here should love to be clean.

"The police department, there are no traces of prying on the glass doors and windows here, it doesn't feel like a burglary, and the murderer may be familiar to the family." After carefully checking and making sure that there was no problem, Takagi Wataru reported out loud.

Fujiwara Yu carefully inspected the bowls in the paddling pool, and after counting the number, he couldn't help frowning, and the disgust on his face was about to come out: "Not only are the doors and windows not prying, but it can also be seen that the family is completely dependent on the domestic helper in order to be lazy, and even if they are poor, they are not willing to save the expenses of this helper." ”

"Huh? Help? Eagle Division, how did you know that this family had hired a domestic servant? Takagi Wataru was a little surprised, he remembered that he didn't say that the newspaper man was the domestic servant of this family.

"There are six bowls in the sink, but there are only three cushions next to the coffee table in the living room, indicating that there are only three people dining. So it's not that they don't have time to wash the dishes they used for dinner, but pile them up in the pool for the domestic helpers who come to clean up the house the next day. The reason why Fujiwara Yoo reasoned like this was also because he had also checked the cabinet and found that it was very messy, especially the food in the refrigerator, some of which were unpacked, some of which were not opened, and even yogurt that had not been disposed of for two months.

This shows that only the appearance is clean, and the hidden place is very good

"Unbearable".

"I see, the newspaper man is indeed the domestic servant of this family, her name is ......"

"My name is Sakurako Yonehara, and I'm a maid hired by Miss Sophie." Interrupting Takagi was a light brown ball-headed girl in an apron, with tears still in the corners of her eyes, apparently not crying for long.

As an ordinary person who saw the scene of the eucalyptus, it was still a cruel tragedy, and it was normal for me to cry out so scared that I was emotionally cathartic.

The delicate Takaki Wataru took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Yonehara Sakurako, smiling and signaling, "Miss Yonehara, if you don't dislike it, wipe it with me." ”

"Ah...... Thank you. ”

"You mentioned Miss Sophie? Is it another victim? Fujiwara Yusheng asked.

After Sakurako Yonehara wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, she nodded and responded, "Yes, she is the sister of Miss Gahia and Miss Andried. ”

"Where are their bodies? Can you describe the scene when you came to the eucalyptus scene? ”

"Yes." Yonehara Sakurako began to recall the picture she saw when she entered the door, and she could see that she was still a little scared when she clenched her hands into fists.

"I came here at eleven o'clock to start the day's cleaning, but as soon as I entered the door, I found Miss Gahia lying on the ground and out of breath, I called the police while looking for the other two, and I went to the second floor without finding it...... Miss Anderde and Miss Sophie both died in their respective bedrooms. Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she heard this, saying that Yonehara Sakurako was timid, but she boldly surveyed the whole house when she was not sure whether the murderer was still in the house, saying that Yonehara Sakurako was bold, and she couldn't help crying when she calmed down afterwards, and in the process of recalling, the fear on her face was not fake.

Should it be said that she plucked up the courage to do this with the possibility that the other two still had the possibility of life?

What an amazing girl.

"Miss Yonehara, can you explain why you only came here at eleven o'clock to help? Usually domestic workers start their day around 9 o'clock. Fujiwara Yu caught the information in his words and asked out loud.

"Actually, I'm only working part-time here, and the part that needs to be cleaned is only on the first floor, and Miss Sophie on the second floor doesn't need me to clean it, saying that they will tidy it up by themselves." Yonehara Sakurako explained.

Fujiwara Yu's face became a little ugly when he heard this, judging from the messy scene in the kitchen refrigerator, there should be no place to put his feet on this second floor...... Letting them clean up by themselves is hard to imagine.

Led by Yonehara Sakurako, two police officers followed to the second floor, and sure enough, as Fujiwara Yu thought, there was a sock in the corridor that I don't know who left it, and the bottom of the sock was full of dust.

Takagi Wataru used to have a trace of illusions about the environment in which girls live, but now he is directly disillusioned, which is even more sloppy than himself.

Dirty laundry was scattered everywhere in the bathroom, and there was even a jar of jam next to the sink, and I don't know why this thing was in the bathroom.

Fujiwara Yu pushed open one of the bedrooms and smelled a foul odor, and he had to urge the wind to disperse the foul air in front of his nose.

The long, curly-haired brown girl lying on the bed was foaming at the mouth, and her green eyes were still staring straight ahead, looking a little scary.

"Huh? The police department, this victim seems to be a foreigner. Wataru Takagi stepped forward and whispered.

Fujiwara always felt that this green eye was a little strange, so he stepped forward to take a closer look, and vetoed: "It's a green beautiful child, obviously she is also Japanese, not a foreigner." Wataru Takagi touched the tip of his nose in wonder, why was the victim not a foreigner, and the only one left who might be a foreigner was Sophie Pattison, who had not yet seen the body.

Fujiwara Yu didn't pay attention to the victim, he looked around and found that the interior of this bedroom was very decorated

"Ahead of the curve", such as a poster of the same red-haired two-dimensional boy on the wall, or a bunch of round badges on the desk.

He randomly picked up one of the round badges, which still had a word written on it

The words "Junji Hayami" seem to be the name of this two-dimensional character. He roughly counted the number of the same round badges on the table, and said in a strange tone: "This family should not have a penchant for buying the same decorations, no wonder life will be relatively poor." ”

"Eagle Division, don't you know?"

"Huh?"