The Ghana couple's bedroom is located on the second floor of the villa, and there is a spacious dressing room outside the bedroom.

Fujiwara Yu looked around the facilities in the room. He noticed that the two-meter-high glass door was not closed. Because it was open, the carpet in front of the door was wet. Remember, there was a short thunderstorm before they left the Metropolitan Police Department.

Yin Dahang leaned over and looked at the wet carpet. He raised his eyebrows in surprise and said:

"That's not right. Why is the thing that should be here gone?"

"You mean the muddy footprints?" Fujiwara Yu leaned over to take a look and asked.

"Well, according to Ms. Tokudaiji, the power went out in the house, and then they heard Ms. Kana's screams. They all rushed to the scene as fast as they could. In the light of the lightning, they saw that the person who attacked Ms. Kana was a foreigner wearing a black cloak, with very three-dimensional features."

Fujiwara You felt that Yin Dahang's description was outrageous. He walked to the balcony, supported himself on the railing with one hand, leaned out and looked down, with a hint of helplessness in his tone:

"Don't be ridiculous! How could the killer who attacked Ms. Garner possibly have escaped through the balcony? There's a cliff directly below. He's not Spider-Man and can't use webs to escape."

"I find it strange, too. But everyone present at the time witnessed this phenomenon, and there are no footprints on the carpet now. Do you think...it couldn't really be Spider-Man?"

"Brother Hang, are you serious?"

Yin Dahang laughed and patted Fujiwara Yu on the back, saying cheerfully:

"Of course I'm joking. I think the murderer might not be human at all. Look over there."

Fujiwara Yu looked in the direction Yin Dahang pointed and noticed the sculptures on the table. He was not familiar with these sculptures of celebrities, but as he was very sensitive to numbers, he noticed something strange.

"Hmm? Wait a minute, why are there only two sculptures left here?"

When Yin Dahang entered the room, he noticed that one of the sculptures was missing. Combined with the fact that there were no footprints on the carpet and that there was no way for humans to escape from the balcony, it was not difficult for him to come up with a bold guess.

He pointed at a speck of dust on the table and took out the secretly taken photo of Kanamisaki:

"If this was Ms. Gana's own creation, it all makes sense. The missing sculpture happened to be of Beethoven, which certainly fits the description of a foreigner. Furthermore, they all saw the robe during a power outage and didn't get a clear view of the person's figure."

"Then let's have the forensic officers go down and try their luck. If they can find it, we can roughly determine the murderer's identity. Whether it's the mechanism that directed and acted on me or the one that killed Mr. Tenma, the mechanism they use is similar."

Fujiwara Yu walked to the balcony again. With the help of the flashlight, he could easily see long marks on the edge of the upper balcony. They were the same as the marks on the tuning fork. They should be the marks left by the friction of the same thing.

He walked back into the room and glanced at the bookcase that was in a mess. Most of the books scattered on the floor were related to music, which showed the couple's love for music.

"Takashi, come over here quickly. I think I know the motive for the murder."

Yin Dahang took out a photo from the book and handed it to Fujiwara Yu. It was a photo of Jellal Tenma and Kanamisaki when they were young. From the expressions and actions in the photo, it was not difficult to tell that they were a couple in love.

"Were they once a couple? The time in the photo was... nine years ago?" Fujiwara Yu held his chin and thought, could it be that Kanamisaki killed her ex-love in order to maintain her image in front of her husband?

No, if that was all, there was no need. They were already in the past, and Kanazawa Zennoshi would definitely not care. Furthermore, Kanazawa Zennoshi was now completely regarded as the biggest suspect by others. If Kanamisaki loved her husband deeply, she would never let Mr. Zennoshi become a suspect.

So why did she kill? What was the reason that compelled her to do it?

"Takashi, do you know anything about music?"

Fujiwara Yu looked at Yin Dahang, who suddenly asked the question, in confusion, tilted his head and replied:

"I don't know much about music. I can barely even understand musical notation."

"Then you probably don't understand the lyrics either, right? I was thinking that this song was written by Mr. Tenma, and maybe it contains some useful information. I heard from Ms. Tokudaiji that the flowers Ms. Garner received recently were all related to this song."

"You can read it out loud."

Although he didn't know much about music, lyrics were made up of words after all, so it wasn't difficult to understand their meaning. However, after hearing the lyrics, Fujiwara Yu felt like he was going to vomit the soba noodles he had eaten for dinner.

"Even though you left me cruelly, I still can't forget you. I will always be there for you silently. When I hear your voice, I feel infinite joy."

"Stop, stop, stop. I'm really going to vomit if you keep reading." Fujiwara Yu made a retching expression. He even doubted whether he was immune to romance. He didn't think there was anything good about these lyrics at all.

This so-called silent protection, being happy when hearing a sound, isn't that just self-touching? I even felt a sense of abnormality that something was wrong.

Yin Dahang ignored Fujiwara Yu's complaints and read the rest of the lyrics without changing his expression:

"I would like to give you a true flower every day, a red rose, a marigold, a pedicel, a bright red dahlia, and the love song I compose for you, and you will always be mine."

"...I suddenly don't understand why Mr. Tenma is such a popular singer. Are lyrics like this really popular with the public?" Fujiwara Yu felt goosebumps all over his body because of this word. He rubbed his arms and asked speechlessly.

Yin Dahang shrugged his shoulders. He naturally didn't understand what was good about these lyrics. In his eyes, there was no need to reconcile a love that had ended. How could two people who could truly stay together until old age be willing to break up?

He looked at the sedge flowers on the table and explained:

"Although I don't understand the hidden meaning in the lyrics, judging by the language of these flowers, it might be about Mr. Tenma's changing feelings for Ms. Kana. The red rose represents passion, the marigold represents despair, the pedicel represents malice, and the last dahlia represents betrayal."

"So this song isn't about love, but rather a song of revenge against a treacherous lover?" Fujiwara Yuu realized this possibility and was about to leave when he remembered something: "Brother Hang, how do you know so much about the language of flowers?"

Yin Dahang was stunned when he heard this. He looked aside embarrassedly, touching the back of his neck and said:

"Ahem, I often buy bouquets for Natalie, so I did a little research."

“…I shouldn’t have asked.”