Chapter 1848-1856 [Scriptwriter, can you do it?] Please give me a monthly ticketヽ(〃〃)~
Judging from the "funeral clothes" delivered last time, this kind of clothes is tailor-made according to the victim's body shape, and every detail of the size matches.
On the other hand, by measuring the size of the clothes and comparing it with the people present, the murderer's target can be identified.
Jiang Xia originally thought that the professionals present would take a ruler and measure the size.
However, he didn't expect that this group of people would be even more professional than he thought.
"This... seems to be Mr. Inukai's size." A senior executive from the men's clothing department came over and looked at the clothes that Jiang Xia had unfolded. "That's our vice president, Inukai Yosuke. He has a well-proportioned body, but his shoulders are much wider than normal people... What a pity, if it weren't for this, he would definitely be able to guest star as our company's chief male model."
After he said this, the others also remembered: "Indeed, it should be him."
Officer Sato immediately looked around: "Where is Inukai Yosuke?"
After all, he was the vice president of Putuo Company, and someone actually noticed his whereabouts: "He seemed to have something to do before the show started, and he hurried out."
"Gone out? Alone?" Sato Miwako's heart skipped a beat and she felt something was wrong.
Jiang Xia thought for a moment and said, "I also have some impression of that vice president. He seemed to be running towards the guest room at that time. I thought he forgot to take something."
When the detective spoke, Officer Sato felt even worse and waved his hand: "Go to his room and check!"
…
A group of people rushed to the door of Inukai Yosuke's room and knocked anxiously. This kind of force and noise would have even woken up a hibernating bear, but Inukai Yosuke did not move.
Jiang Xia assessed the thick and heavy door but did not step on it - he informed the front desk on his way from the banquet hall to the guest room.
When I turned around, I saw the hotel receptionist running over with a spare key.
He inserted the key and pushed open the door. The room was completely dark. Jiang Xia walked around the living room and master bedroom, then returned to the door. "It seems like no one is there."
At this moment, a miserable scream suddenly came from the other end of the corridor.
"!"
The detectives and police officers' DNAs all moved, and under their leadership, a group of people rumbled towards the direction where the screams came from.
When I arrived at the place, I saw a room door wide open. The young assistant was standing in the corridor, leaning against the wall behind him, shivering as he looked into the room.
Jiang Xia stopped at the door and looked into the house.
The layout of this room is exactly the same as the room that Inukai Yosuke had just been in. The difference is that the lights are on here and there is one more person in the living room.
——There was an elegant round table at the entrance, with two chairs facing each other. On the table were red wine and red wine glasses, as if they were discussing something.
At this time, one of the chairs was empty, and on the other chair, Inukai Yosuke was slumped with his upper body leaning on the table, and he looked like he was no longer breathing.
Inspector Megure, who had just heard the news, ran over breathlessly: "..."
…It looks like tonight will be another sleepless night of overtime work.
…
One hour later.
As the forensic personnel were busy, some clues were sorted out... and sent to Jiang Xia.
In fact, it should have been given to Inspector Megure first.
But Inspector Megure had just stayed up all night last night and had been on guard all day today. His eyes were blurry and he saw double when he read the words. So he simply gave up struggling and watched silently as the young police officer handed the report to Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia tried to be polite for a moment before reaching out to take it and checking in to collect clues: "The estimated time of death is around 7pm... Did he also die of poisoning?"
The young police officer nodded and said, "Besides Inukai Yosuke's body, there was only a bottle of red wine and two red wine glasses on the table. Both glasses were only half full of wine. The glass in front of the deceased was poisoned, while the other glass was not poisoned. The red wine in the bottle was also non-toxic.
"Based on these points, we speculate that the murderer invited the deceased to drink, and then he put poison in the wine glass in advance, just like when he poisoned President Rokujo in the banquet hall before."
Jiang Xia nodded thoughtfully and said nothing.
Jiro Izuka also came over at this time, standing in the crowd with an impatient look on his face. Unlike the detective, he seemed to have a lot of opinions to express: "Who is this bastard who keeps harming the top executives of our company? If you have the guts, come out and compete openly!"
The blonde secretary of Rokujo Company was startled, sensing that he had some hidden meaning in his words: "What do you mean? Are you trying to say that the murderer is from our company? Don't forget, the first person to die was our president!"
"But our vice president is dead too!"
"Our president holds a higher position!"
"The murderer's first target was obviously Naoko Torimaru from our company! Your president is just an unlucky guy who got himself into trouble. Our company is the real victim!"
A strange comparison began.
Fortunately, some people still remembered the important things. The lobby manager recalled what Jiang Xia had said just now: "I remember you said that the time of death was around 7 o'clock in the evening? That was the climax of the dinner party. Everyone was basically in the banquet hall, and almost no one left. Several senior executives of the two companies were all there. Could the murderer be an outsider?"
The young police officer who was on guard duty nodded and said, "Except for Inukai Yosuke, no one has returned to the hotel."
Naoko Torimaru looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces around her and said, "So, everyone here has an alibi now?"
Takamori Masumi felt relieved.
However, the next second, a devilish voice sounded.
"Not necessarily." Jiang Xia lowered his eyes and flipped through the information in his hand, as if he was just saying it casually, "Perhaps someone in the banquet hall at the time used some clever method... to remotely control the murder."
Masumi Takamori: "?!!"
...He was just guessing, he must be guessing. This must be just a random association after reading too many detective novels. Otherwise, how could such a sophisticated murder plan be seen through in less than an hour!
Masumi Takamori tried to comfort himself in his heart.
Then I gradually relaxed...
Takamori Masumi: "..." I can't relax, I can't relax at all!
No matter how you look at it, Jiang Xia has already seen through it!
At most, only some details have not been confirmed, but the general direction has certainly been revealed. As long as the detective finds more clues and ponders them, this plan will probably be solved as easily as 1+1=2 in elementary school homework.
Thinking of this, Gao Sen Zhencheng couldn't help but quietly looked around: "..." "Funeral Silver Coin" Are you at the scene? Come out and take care of it! Show the confidence you had when you called me!
The model, who appears to be quiet on the outside, already has sirens ringing in her heart.
(End of this chapter)
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