The store manager died.

Her first reaction was not sadness, but a strange sense of relief, even mixed with some gloating. This made the kind and introverted Junko Miyagawa a little unable to accept herself like this.

But was she wrong? She was just worried that the store manager who kept harassing her would actually take action.

Now that the store manager is dead, I don’t have to worry about it anymore... but I may have to worry about where to make a living.

"Oh, this is so annoying. How long will these policemen take to investigate? I have an appointment with my girlfriend to watch a late-night movie tonight!" Yoshioka Ryohei reached out and took off his chef's hat and threw it on the table. He put his hands on his hips and looked completely unhappy. His constantly shaking left leg also showed his inner impatience. Knowing that he had not committed any crime, he just wanted to leave here quickly.

Junko Miyagawa lowered her head and looked a little listless. She thought that before looking for a new job, she should adjust her mental state first. It was time to go on a solo trip without any preparation.

"Shunzi, would you like a glass of water?"

Junko Miyagawa looked up at Tatsuji Naito who was handing her some water. To be honest, she and Naito had the best relationship in the store. Firstly, they were of similar age, and secondly, after knowing Naito's family situation, she would give her old clothes to Naito so that he could take them home for his sister to wear, thus saving some money.

So after a while, the relationship between the two became closer. Junko Miyagawa even had a good impression of Tatsuji Naito. She could also sense the special care he showed her, but neither of them broke the window paper.

"Thanks."

"Don't be polite with me. Brother Yoshioka, would you like a drink?" Tatsuji Naito turned sideways to look at Yoshioka Ryohei and asked.

"I don't need it. I just want the police to solve the case quickly so I can go on a date with my girlfriend. If I make her wait too long, she'll probably get angry again. You know, coaxing a girlfriend is a very tiring thing."

Naito Tatsuji rubbed his nose awkwardly and said with a wry smile:

"Brother Yoshioka, how would I know if I've never been in a relationship? I should go ask the police if they can let us go back first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Naito Tatsuji noticed Fujiwara Yu coming out of the kitchen. Just as he was about to ask, he unexpectedly walked up to Miyagawa Junko first and asked a strange question:

"Ms. Miyagawa, where do you keep the spare detergent?"

"They're all in the cupboard. Let me help you get them."

As Junko Miyagawa stood up, she handed the half-empty cup of water to Naito. She walked quickly towards the kitchen. She was less than 1.5 meters tall and could not reach the upper row of cabinets even if she stretched out her hand.

But she didn't ask for help. Instead, she skillfully brought a small stool from the corner, stepped on it, and easily took out the detergent from the cupboard. She turned around and handed it over:

"Here's the detergent you requested, Mr. Officer."

"Ms. Miyagawa, can I ask you a question?" Fujiwara Yu reached out to take the detergent and found that it was a 20 ml trial bottle. This was too strange for a barbecue restaurant, and he couldn't help but ask his questions.

"Of course you can, Officer."

"Why isn't the detergent placed by the sink? Besides, restaurants have a huge demand for detergent. You could obviously buy a larger, more cost-effective bottle. These 20 milliliters wouldn't even be enough for you to use in a day."

Miyagawa Junko put the stool back in the corner with a wry smile and explained:

"I thought it was strange at first, but the store manager has a bit of a quirky temper. He said that only one bottle of detergent should be left outside to save money, and the same goes for buying small doses."

"Can I ask if this row of cabinets is newly installed? They look quite new to me."

"It was installed in March. Without these cabinets, I'm afraid the kitchen would be even more messy."

"Oh, I see. Thank you for your cooperation."

Detergent is purchased in small doses and only one bottle is left outside, so that Junko Miyagawa, who is responsible for washing dishes, will bring a small stool every day and stand on tiptoe to get items from high places.

It seems that the color marked on the calendar is probably the color of underwear.

Fujiwara Yu bent down and carefully searched the shelves where a large amount of miscellaneous items were piled up. Finally, he found a removable black wooden block on the bottom floor. There was a small round hole on the wooden block, and inside was a working pinhole camera.

The memory card that had not been discovered before was indeed inside, and it had a large capacity of 32GB. I'm afraid that the victim Hiroki Tezuka would clear some of the data in it every once in a while. Of course, it is also possible that the data was migrated to other places.

"Hey, Fujiwara, did you find anything over there?" Morofushi Kagemitsu, who had been tugging at the door frame, poked his head out. He couldn't help but smack his lips when he saw the filthy mess in the kitchen. If the diners saw this, how could they still eat in peace? At the very least, seeing it would make him lose his appetite.

"We've made a great discovery." Fujiwara Yuu waved the memory card and pinhole camera in his hand, then put his arm around Morobushi's shoulder in a good mood and said with a smile, "I hope this memory card contains the key evidence I'm looking for."

"Hey? Did you find the memory card?"

"Well, let's go back to the scene."

Returning to the crime scene, the rest of the team did not continue the search after hearing that Fujiwara had found the pinhole camera. However, thinking of the contents of the memory card, Fujiwara You, who was about to open the video software, scratched his cheek awkwardly. He also looked at Komatsu Sho for help.

Although they are police officers, if there are female police officers, it is better to let the female police officers watch the video clips.

Xiaosong Xiang also understood the hint in Fujiwara's eyes. He coughed twice and said:

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