Anything at the crime scene could provide clues, so Zhu Fujingguang felt that the strange information on the calendar was definitely not useless. So far, the murderer's motive and clear key evidence could not be found, so he could only find suspicious points to start reasoning.
After pondering for a moment and failing to come up with an answer, Zhu Fujingguang had no choice but to throw the problem to his companion. He supported himself on the calendar with one hand, turned sideways and looked at the people who were still searching the carpet, and said in a louder voice:
"I've found something here, come and take a look!"
"Really? No way!"
When Zhu Fushi Jingguang and the others gathered around him, he opened the calendar and asked his own question:
"This calendar has been marked with various colors since March of this year. There are only three to five days every month that are not recorded. What do you think this means?"
"Color? I personally prefer dark purple."
As soon as Akihara Kenji said this, everyone was speechless. Even Komatsu Sho, who was not very familiar with him, could not help but complain:
"Um, Akihara-san, I don't think we care what color you like."
"Oh, don't be so old-fashioned like Fujiwara-chan. I'm just trying to lighten the mood." Akihara Kenji looked nonchalant, but his tone was meaningful as he said, "I think black must be Mr. Tezuka's favorite color."
"Why do you say that?"
"When you encounter food you like, some people choose to eat it first, while others choose to eat it later. For example, Mr. Tezuka probably liked the color black, so he marked it with a five-pointed star."
Yin Dahang felt that Akihara Kenji's analysis made sense, but it was of no help in uncovering the mystery of color. He frowned and said seriously:
"So what do these colors mean? I took a quick look, and there doesn't seem to be any pattern to it."
Once this question was raised, everything returned to the starting point of the problem.
After returning from his investigation at the pachinko parlor, Furuya Rei ran into the crime scene, panting. He noticed everyone gathered around the calendar, curiously. He reached out and placed his hand directly on Jingguang's shoulder, asking:
"What are you looking at?"
“Study the meaning of colors.”
"?"
A question mark couldn't help but pop up in Fūya Ling's head. His eyes fell on the contents written on the calendar. He also fell into deep thought and had no idea. This was not a problem that could be deduced by logic.
"Tsk, I suddenly thought of something disgusting."
Fujiwara Yuu, who felt the color wouldn't be much help in solving the case, rummaged through the desk nearby. Upon hearing Matsuda's words, he raised his head sharply and asked,
"What disgusting thing?"
It wasn't Akihara who knew Matsuda. Before the person in question could even speak, Akihara Kenji smiled and explained:
"Little Zhenping is probably talking about what happened half a month ago, right?"
"Yeah." Matsuda Jinpei glared, his eyes half-mooned, his tone filled with disdain. "Two students in our class brought banned publications into the school and were even gossiping about a female classmate's... ahem, it just suddenly occurred to me. Let's keep looking for clues."
"What is that?" Zhu Fujingguang turned his head and asked curiously, because he noticed that Matsuda's tone was a little strange when he said the second half of the sentence, as if he was avoiding something. He also vaguely felt that this might be the key point to solving the case.
Seeing that Matsuda Jinpei lowered his head and was unwilling to speak, Akihara Kenji spoke on his behalf:
"The color of the underwear! Little Zhenping is really innocent. Could it be that he hasn't read the Youth Training Manual?"
"Hagi, you're so annoying, can you please look for clues seriously?!"
After hearing these lewd words, the patrol captain, Sho Komatsu's face turned red. He touched the tip of his nose to hide his shyness, but noticed that the police academy student named Keimitsu Morobushi actually had an extremely serious expression on his face.
Strange, why did he suddenly become serious when he heard "underwear color"? Could this seemingly gentle and refined student have some strange special fetish?
Just when Xiaosong Xiang was lost in thought, Zhufu Jingguang suddenly looked up and said with surprise:
"I know what these colors mean!"
"Really? What do you mean?"
Xiao Songxiang's eyes widened in surprise. He couldn't understand how this sudden realization had happened. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously, wondering if the meaning of this color was related to underwear.
"What Matsuda said just now made me think of a possibility. Could this color represent women's underwear?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed. If this was really the meaning, then the victim's taste was really too strong. The most terrifying thing was - which women's underwear were these colors?
Fujiwara Yuu, who was searching for clues on his desk, couldn't help but raise something in his hand after hearing what Morufushi Kagemitsu said. After carefully examining it and confirming that it was what he was thinking of, he said:
"I think Zhu Fu's inference is correct. There is a secret compartment in the drawer of the victim's desk. I found a spare pinhole camera in it, but no memory card."
Pinhole camera.
After hearing these five words, everyone's faces became even more embarrassed. Yin Dahang looked at the color written on the calendar and thought of the beautiful young waitress Junko Miyagawa. He was afraid that she was the victim of the pinhole camera.
"I think the memory card should be in the working pinhole camera. If we look for it separately, we should be able to find it. After all, this barbecue restaurant is so small." Akihara Kenji suggested. You know, he has always respected women, so he is very disgusted with this kind of pervert who takes secret photos.
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