After half an hour's drive, he finally arrived at this suburban villa built on the side of the cliff, Yin Dahang pushed the car door and looked up at the gate that was at least five meters high, and couldn't help smacking his lips: "Tsk, you really deserve to be rich, the cost of this door alone can buy a small apartment of 20 square meters in Tokyo, right?" ”

"It's really rich, and that place is still made of pure gold." Fujiwara Yuzu closed the car door steadily, he stepped to the door, held the door knocker and knocked lightly three times, and after a while, a long, straight-haired woman in a sleeveless black dress appeared in the field of vision of the two, she should be the president's secretary Tokudaiji Masayo.

Tokudaiji Masayo didn't show too much expression when he saw the two police officers, and after pushing the door back with an indifferent expression, he didn't make an inviting gesture and welcomed without emotion: "Welcome to the two police officers, and please change into indoor slippers here." Fujiwara Yoo and Yoon Dahang couldn't help but glance at each other, they both saw confusion in their eyes, from the behavior and tone of Tokudaiji Masayo, it really made people feel that they were invited to the dinner party, not the police who came to the scene of the eucalyptus.

However, when it came to changing the slippers, they still chose to refuse, took out the disposable shoe covers used for eucalyptus from their pockets, and after changing them, they followed behind Tokudaiji Masayai to the eucalyptus site.

Along the way, Yin Dahang did not forget to quietly approach Fujiwara Yoo, and whispered in a low voice: "Don't you think this lady of Dedaiji Temple is too determined?" And this time it's quite strange.,According to the usual victims.,This time the victim was not the president.。 Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, talking about the cases he had investigated at hand, basically the president was killed, and it was really ...... It's a bit of a coincidence in it.

He gestured to Yin Dahang

The word "shhh", no matter how you say that the president is still alive, it is somewhat impolite to say this kind of thing. Yin Dahang, who knew about it, also tacitly compared the action of pulling the zipper, and he was just simply teasing.

Under the leadership of Tokudaiji Masayo, the two finally came to the piano room where the eucalyptus was born. The piano is surrounded by circular bookshelves, and there is a huge knightly sculpture near the window, and the decoration of the room shows the owner's love for music.

Just as Yin Dahang was about to ask out loud if anyone had vandalized the scene, a man with glasses in a light green suit unhappily grabbed the man who was looking at him with suspicion on his face, and asked loudly: "Xiushu, what kind of eyes do you look at me?" I said I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill Mr. Tenma!! ”

"I didn't say anything, what do you mean by that? Brother, are you weak-hearted? ”

"You two don't quarrel, Mr. Police is already here, stop making trouble." The brown-haired woman in a blue dress quickly stepped forward to stop the two from continuing their argument, and her gentle voice succeeded in calming the two men.

Seeing this scene, Tokudaiji Masayo pursed his lips disdainfully, but still spoke out to answer for the two police officers, after understanding the relationship between everyone present, Fujiwara Yoo and Yin Dahang also began to divide and cooperate, the former was naturally to check the body of the victim, and the latter was naturally to ask what these people were doing during the eucalyptus period.

Fujiwara Yu wore gloves as he approached the victim Gerald Tenma, who was directly pierced through the body with a one-meter-long giant sword, and this level of trauma was enough to kill a person on the spot.

He looked behind the victim's body, there was no sword on the huge knight statue, it seemed that this murder weapon was made of local materials, but normal people could not wield such a heavy giant sword, let alone directly create penetrating wounds for people.

Is there a delay mechanism? The agency will definitely leave traces at the scene, and if you want to confirm your conjecture, you have to find the corresponding evidence.

Fujiwara leaned down to observe Gerald Tenma's body, and suddenly noticed that his right hand was holding something strange, and when he picked it up to check, he found that there were two extremely thin friction marks on the front end, as if they had been formed by a thin line forcefully crossed.

He looked up at the position of the body, and sure enough, he found an artistic chandelier hanging high on the ceiling.

After simulating the general structure of the mechanism in his mind, he walked to the crowd with the object and asked in a loud voice, "Excuse me, can you tell me what this thing is?" ”

"This is a tuning fork that adjusts the tone of the piano, and Mr. Tenma probably wants to tune the piano." Kana Misaki replied directly when she saw something.

Tuning forks for piano tuning? Fujiwara looked down and pondered for a moment, it was not easy to get the drop of the greatsword hanging high to hit Gerald Pegasus's back with precision, unless the opponent exposed his back to the ceiling intact.

Tuning forks, fallen piano chairs, huh? With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he quickly realized a possibility, and under the puzzled gazes of everyone, he tucked the tuning fork directly under the piano chair.

When ordinary people see such a scene, they will also pick up the tuning fork, and if they want to pick it up, they have to bend down, and the back of this move will be completely exposed.

It turns out that this is the case, but if it is, it is a bit troublesome, and if you want to find the clues left by the murderer, you have to carefully examine every corner of this room, and it is not certain who the murderer really is, unless there is pointing evidence at the scene.

On the other side, Yin Dahang, who had already finished the questioning, walked quickly to Fujiwara Yoo, and he tapped his shoulder and motioned to the window to communicate, ensuring that the conversation between the two was not overheard by others present.

"The body of the victim should have given you a lot of clues, judging by your expression just now, you can't have already figured out all the methods of the prisoner, right?" Fujiwara Yu propped his hands on the edge of the window, stared at the sea at night outside the window, listened to the sound of the waves crashing on the reef, and said in a very calm tone: "Congratulations, I have indeed roughly sorted out the criminal methods, but I have no gain on who the murderer is, and I can't find any key evidence...... I rule out at most one suspect. ”

"Who?"

"Michel Anglade, he's here for the first time, so there's no way to make a trap in an unfamiliar place. Although the murderer's mechanism is simple, it also requires a certain understanding of this room. Yin Dahang nodded in agreement with Fujiwara Yo's point of view, he thought of what he had just asked, and raised the corners of his mouth: "I asked the lady of Tokudaiji just now, and she gave me good information." In fact, in the past few days, Kana Misaki has been harassed by unknown people, not only by phone calls, but also by sending photos very boldly. Fujiwara Yo reached out and took the photos handed over by Yin Dahang, which were all the moments when Kana Misaki was secretly taken, the photos were very high-definition, and even in the last photo, you could see Kana Misaki looking through the photo album in her pajamas.

"That's a bit of a coincidence, and it happened here while Ms. Gana was being harassed."

"yes, I think it's a bit too coincidental, like the murderer is leading us to outsiders to sin. And you know what? When I inquired, I learned that before the incident, a man in a black cloak had attacked Ms. Garna. ”

"Where did you attack?"

"Her bedroom, I'm going to see it, are you going?"

"Of course."