Tang Ze took the manuscript and bowed slightly in gratitude, saying, "Thank you for your cooperation as well."
………..
Search headquarters.
Generally, when a homicide case is not solved on the spot, a search headquarters will be set up to investigate.
At this moment in the conference room, Uncle Deng Mi, dressed in his forensic uniform, was pointing at the deceased lying on the recliner on the projector and said, "As expected, the deceased, Murakami Takaki, died of carbon monoxide poisoning.
However, after the autopsy, we detected sleeping pills in the victim’s body.”
These words immediately caused a commotion among the criminals present.
"Hmm... taking sleeping pills in a closed room with the heater on, does that mean the chances of suicide and homicide are equally split?"
Inspector Megure, who was sitting in the front leadership seat among the criminals, stroked his chin and pondered.
"Hey hey!! I have an objection!!"
Suddenly, a female voice rang out, and Miyamoto Yumi stood up with her hands raised and said excitedly: "Mr. Murakami has published a total of 4 works in the past three years!
Among them, "The Flowing Xiaodun Canal" sold 480,000 copies, and "July Lovers" sold 700,000 copies!
The latest work, Wakkanai no Koi, was even nominated for the Scarlet Moon Literary Award, which means…"
"I see!"
Seeing Miyamoto Yumi's agitated look, Inspector Megure quickly reached out to signal her to calm down. "I understand that you don't see any motive for suicide, but why are you here?"
"Well…"
When Yumi Miyamoto heard Inspector Megure's questions, her face froze instantly, her mind went blank, and she didn't know how to explain.
She couldn't say that after learning that the deceased was her idol, Mr. Murakami, she begged Sato Miwako to take her to the investigation headquarters, and then sneaked in after being rejected.
This will kill people, okay?!
At this moment of confusion, Miyamoto Yumi saw Karasawa sitting next to Inspector Megure, and cast a pitiful, weak and helpless look at him, asking for help - please save the child! !
"I asked Chief Inspector Miyamoto to come here."
Seeing this, Tang Ze smiled and took the initiative to speak, "Inspector Miyamoto is a loyal fan of the deceased. Many of her deeds are more accurate than the information we have collected, so I simply let her tell us about the deceased's life and deeds."
"That's it!"
Miyamoto Yumi, who had been feeling guilty before, immediately held her head high and puffed out her chest after hearing what Karasawa said. "I've been reading Mr. Murakami's books since I was a teenager. If you have any news, just ask me! It's definitely more reliable than the intelligence I gathered!"
Tang Ze laughed at this change of expression. He started breathing heavily as soon as he was told he was fat. He was really good at bluffing.
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