With the help of Shiro Hibiki, everyone who stayed in the living room sat in front of the TV. Just like watching a prank, they all stared intently at the video footage on the TV, trying to find useful clues from it.

Yusaku Daimon sat cross-legged with his hands on his thighs, looking completely focused. He really wanted to catch the murderer as soon as possible so that his heart, which had been stuck in his throat, could be relieved.

But his observation skills were obviously not very good, and he didn't notice any details after watching it for the first time.

The others didn't see it either. It wasn't because they didn't observe carefully. It was simply because Yusaku Daimon subconsciously moved his body forward while watching the video, causing his big head to block the screen completely, as if he was trying to get into the TV and arrest the criminal himself.

"...Mr. Daimon, can you move back a little?" Fujiwara Yu stared with half-moon eyes, speechless. This guy was almost in close contact with the TV. Could it be that he had presbyopia at such a young age?

Daimon Yusaku then realized that he had monopolized the TV screen. He stepped back with a wry smile.

"Hahahaha sorry, I just really want to help you police!"

"You'd better go and rest over at the dining table and stop making things worse." Yamato Gansuke expressed everyone's thoughts. He was very good at and dared to speak without mercy.

Hibiki Shiro adjusted the videotape to the beginning and played it again. This time, without Yusaku Daimon's "interference", everyone could see it clearly, but after watching it for the first time, they still didn't notice anything strange.

But during the second playback, Yamato Gansuke keenly sensed something was wrong. He reached out and grabbed the remote control to pause the video. He pointed at an abstract painting on the wall:

"Originally there was supposed to be a self-portrait of Himuro Kazusho here, why is it replaced with this abstract painting now?"

"A self-portrait of Himuro Kazusho?"

Fujiwara Yu had only been to a few places since arriving at the annex. Since the room he stayed in was some distance away from Rie Kana, he had no idea what the layout of the corridor there was like.

But now a self-portrait of Himuro Kazusho is missing for no apparent reason. What does the murderer mean by this?

"Master Himuro's paintings are very valuable. Could it be that the murderer wanted to make some money by the way?" Ken Munakata expressed his opinion, which is also a possibility that most people would think of.

"Huh? Then we just need to find Master Himuro's self-portrait to determine who the murderer is?" Hayami Reika's mind worked quickly, and after realizing this, she immediately expressed her opinion.

"Great, then let's go search the room quickly so we can catch the murderer!" Ayatsuji Marina's tone was full of excitement. As long as the murderer was caught, they would be relieved.

Yamato Gansuke shook his head and directly rejected this possibility. He pointed at the other furnishings in the annex and said calmly:

"There are many valuable items in this annex. The murderer didn't need to take the self-portrait just for the money. He could have just killed us all and then comfortably taken away all the valuables here."

"Kill us all?" A fearful expression appeared on Dongfang Jian's face. He shrank his neck and asked, "Why did the murderer take the self-portrait? If it wasn't for money, what else could it be?"

Fujiwara Yuu played with the five-yen coin in his left hand, and after a few seconds of silence, he slowly said:

"Unless this self-portrait is extremely unfavorable to the murderer and contains crucial evidence pointing to the murder."

After saying this, Fujiwara Yu did not forget to ask Hibiki Shiro to take out the other videotapes. No matter how many hidden cameras were installed in them, they could at least capture the self-portrait. He wanted to see why the murderer took it away.

The efficiency of the division of labor and cooperation was quite high. After seeing his own portrait appear on the surveillance footage he was watching, Hibiki Shirou pushed up his glasses, looked up at the two officers, and reminded them:

"Mr. Officer, I have a self-portrait here, and it's quite clear."

"Let me see!" Hayami Reika was very eager. She pushed aside Hibiki Shirou and leaned in front of the TV to examine it carefully. After just a moment, she frowned and wondered, "What can I see here?"

After seeing this scene, Yamato Gansuke burst into laughter. He thought this girl was quite interesting.

Fujiwara Yuu took advantage of his height and stood directly behind to observe the contents of the self-portrait. As was the custom of the police, he quickly stated what information he could derive from the self-portrait:

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"The dark circles under his eyes are quite noticeable, and his skin is pale and sallow, indicating that Himuro Kazusei often stays up late. The hand holding the paintbrush on the left side of the picture indicates that Himuro Kazusei is right-handed... These are the only clues this self-portrait can provide."

"Since you don't understand, how about asking the self-portrait himself?" Yamato Gansuke put his hands on his waist. He now doubted Himuro Kazusei's identity. If he was someone else impersonating him, then he would have enough motive to kill.

But this is a bit hard to explain. He didn't want people to find out that there was something wrong with his identity, so why would he rent his house to the production crew to shoot a prank show? He could have chosen not to rent it.

Unless the program crew knew that Himuro Kazusei's identity was problematic and decided to catch everyone in one fell swoop?

"Um?"

Yamato Gansuke heard Takashi Sosuke's puzzled voice, he stopped thinking and turned around to ask:

"What's wrong?"

"Look this way."

Fujiwara Yu had been observing his self-portrait and had not shifted his attention elsewhere. In an unintentional glance, he noticed that there seemed to be a strange light outside the window at the end of the corridor.

He paused the video and watched it carefully for a while, then suddenly remembered the "ghost fire" that the old villager had mentioned, and said in surprise:

"Wait, isn't this the will-o'-the-wisp that Grandpa mentioned? That orange-yellow light, could it be something burning?"

"Burn?" Yamato Gansuke didn't think that spontaneous combustion would happen so coincidentally in the middle of a snowstorm. Furthermore, the flames in the image looked quite large. He spoke quickly, "Takashi, I think we need to ask that old man where he saw the will-o'-the-wisp."

"Well, I always feel that I am not far from the truth."

Seeing that the two policemen were about to go out again, Hayami Reika also very "consciously" put on her coat and prepared to go out with them, but this time Fujiwara Yu was unwilling to take her with him and said directly: You will be delayed if you go too slowly, and you will be fine if you stay with everyone.

Having already changed her clothes, Hayami Reika could only watch the two policemen who felt extremely safe leave. She walked towards the restaurant with a pout in anger. She didn't know if it was because she had stayed up late or because her nerves had been tense, but she felt a little hungry.

She opened the refrigerator and found that there was only high-calorie food inside. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to fill her stomach.

Who knows if I can survive today? Let’s eat first!