"Alright, now move it out of the way!"

Mochizuki got up from the ground, her clothes were completely ruined, but the two people standing opposite were not much better, and the clean clothes on their bodies had been forced to contribute.

"Is that okay?"

Takaaki put his navy blue blazer back on his body and looked at the Kai Patrol who was tied up in a mummy.

"Well, I have already taken care of the fracture, and the body temperature is gradually recovering, and the rest of the small wounds can be solved in the clinic, but he has lost a little too much blood, so it is better to send it to a big hospital."

Mochizuki flicked his wrist, and the three of them each stood in a position, and at the same time, they gently moved the dead horse down.

"So, if Kai's predecessor's wound is not treated for the time being, it will not be life-threatening?"

"There should be no problem until the ambulance comes."

Mochizuki looked at the two who were silent, and immediately understood their intentions.

Only by staying in the village above board can the murderer be nervous.

A few of them ran here to find someone with great fanfare, and there was no reason why the murderer would not know.

Maybe he's hiding somewhere now.

The four people who were stopped by the Uehara criminal police have all been recruited, and they all said that they heard the gunshots, and now the criminal police of Nagano Prefecture have been checking the murder weapon in the village.

The killer may have begun to lose his breath.

"If there is blood transfusion equipment in the ambulance, it doesn't matter if you don't go to the hospital for the time being, but he hasn't eaten a drop of water for three days, so it's better to prepare some nutritional supplies."

"The way he is now, he can't eat, so he can only hang water to survive."

"Understood!"

Zhu Fu Gaoming answered softly, turned around and began to contact his colleagues at the police station, and the situation of the patrol officer could only be carried out on a stretcher.

The Torada family, the suspects in the village have all been called here by the police, and Yui Uehara is questioning them one by one.

Mochizuki stretched and followed at the back of the group, carefully observing the group of people and seeing the expressions of Kai Gento still alive.

"Uehara, what did you find?"

Yamato Dasuke and Zhufu Takamei carefully moved Kai Xuanren to the bed, and sent two more police officers to guard inside.

"In the whole village, only the Hutian family has a shotgun, but almost all the elderly people in the village have used it, and there is no way to investigate."

Yui Uehara looked at the black and oppressive figure in the yard with some headaches, this group of people had played with this shotgun during the riding and archery competition two days ago.

"Hmph, I have expected this to be the case for a long time."

"After the investigation, let these people go back, and when the Kai seniors wake up, they will know who the murderer is."

Yamato Dasuke deliberately shouted loudly to drive out the unrelated people who were watching outside.

Tomorrow is the time of the sacrifice, and tonight there will be a celebratory dinner in the village, when everyone will be in attendance, and that time is the only chance for the murderer to do so.

"The trap is so obvious, what if the murderer doesn't come?"

Mochizuki sat on the chair a little bored, Yamato Dasuke sent all the criminal police from Nagano Prefecture back, for a variety of strange reasons, if it was her, she would definitely not be fooled.

"A trap is called a trap because there is a reason why the prey has to come."

Zhu Fu Gao Ming replied lightly, the murderer is at the end of his rope.

After Patrol Kai fell off the cliff, if he hadn't reappeared, or if he had killed someone directly, he wouldn't have fallen into this stalemate now.

In the middle of the night, the people at the festival had dispersed, and the whole village fell silent.

Mochizuki lay on the side of the bed and pretended to sleep, and Yamato Dasuke and Morouchi Takamei left early, on the grounds that the car escorting the prisoners at the police station broke down on the road and needed their support.

As for Yui Uehara, he was just sent to a small clinic to get the drugs that were used to detoxify.

"Who, come out?"

Mochizuki touched his somewhat sore neck and sat up directly from the board, lying at the door and watching for a long time, just don't come in, is it so difficult to decide!

"You've been prepared."

The wooden sliding door slowly opened, and a middle-aged woman with a sinister smile on her face walked in.

"Wouldn't it be stupid to know that you are still here."

Mochizuki laughed disdainfully twice, who wouldn't be a fool.

"Hmph, you're going to die today!"

With a wave of his hand, a group of men with torches suddenly appeared at the door, looking at Mochizuki and Yamato Dasuke lying on the bed pretending to be sick with cold eyes.

"Is the title of Glazed Horse Archer worth it for so many of you?"

Mochizuki picked up the fan placed next to the bed and fanned it casually, the house was already very hot on a hot day, and there was such a group of wild people with torches in there, which was even more uncomfortable.

"Of course it's for money, who let him shoot for six years in a row, shouldn't he die if he gets in the way of other people's money?"

Hutian Darong was ashamed and looked fearless.

"The money you make is too unskilled, and Mr. Jiafei Xuanren is not the only one in the village who can hit every shot, and if one dies, the next one will naturally appear, can you kill them all."

Mochizuki sneered, this group of people didn't have a good brain at first glance, and they didn't even understand such a simple truth.

"You don't have to worry about this, this house is specially prepared for you, and the outside is already sprinkled with gasoline."

"Even if there were people guarding outside, by the time they found out, you would have been burned to charcoal."

"Feel free to do so!"

Mochizuki rolled her eyes and pushed the window of the room open, she wanted to see how the fire would burn with her here.

Takaaki Mofushi and Yui Uehara came out from behind the screen and looked at Mochizuki with some helplessness.

I've long heard that Officer Mochizuki's handling of cases is eclectic, but I didn't expect to be so sharp in picking up criminals.

The gasoline outside had been secretly replaced by them a long time ago, but the group of big men with torches in the house still had some deterrent power, and there was no need to provoke them so much.

"Kill them."

Tatsuei Torada almost didn't get angry, and he didn't care that he would be discovered by people outside, so he directly asked those people to step forward and prepare to kill Mochizuki, the culprit.

Yamato Dasuke and Mofu Takaaki took the lead, while Uehara Yui took the enshrined long knife from the desk and stood vigilantly in front of Mochizuki.

The people who gambled with Tatsuei Toroda were all nearby villagers, and although they had murder weapons in their hands, they were no match for the professionally trained criminal police.

After a while, these people were hula and lay down, and the few who were left were locked behind and did not dare to step forward.

"I'm going to shoot."

Torada Tatsuei was angry, and the shotgun in his hand was aimed directly at Mochizuki, but before she could shoot, she was hit in the head by a fan thrown in the air, and the whole person fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"That's it!"

Mochizuki walked to the door, picked up the pre-prepared whistle and blew it, and the police officers in ambush in the distance immediately pounced and surrounded the entire courtyard.

They didn't expect the sheer number of prisoners this time, and now they have to guard the entrances and exits, and they must not let anyone go.

(End of chapter)