Chapter 2670 2682 [Jiang Xia is not working anymore] Ask for monthly votes o(〃'▽'〃)o
Inspector Megure was convinced by Mao Lilan's reason: "I didn't expect Mr. Hashimoto to be such a gentleman... Well, forget it, let's continue reading."
The paused surveillance video started playing again, but there didn't seem to be much content afterwards - a body was discovered at the front desk, and then everyone was startled by his screams and rushed over.
Inspector Megure glanced down at the records in his notebook and concluded, "In other words, these four guests who have been to the blind spot of the surveillance, plus Mr. Hashimoto and the receptionist - you are the suspects in this case."
Hashimoto Maya felt extremely regretful and secretly slapped herself: "..." The song that made you run around and hide from that kid! ——I haven't checked in near Jiangxia for too long, and I have forgotten all the survival skills I summarized, right?
"Wait." At this moment, Jiang Xia commented on Inspector Megure's list of suspects, "There's one more."
Hashimoto Maya: “!” It has to be Jiang Xia! I knew he wouldn’t let innocent people…
Jiang Xia: "Not long after the front desk arrived at the scene, we rushed over. By then, the deceased's blood had dried up a bit, and it was obvious that he had been dead for some time - so this gentleman can be ruled out as a suspect."
Hashimoto Maya: “…” You! … Never mind, never mind, it’s just that he didn’t get me in the first round – according to Jiang Xia’s ability, as long as he performs normally, he will be able to send me to the table with innocent people sooner or later, so it’s not a big problem.
Having experienced many cases, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
Next to him, Officer Takagi, who had experienced more cases than him, stood up and said to the guests gathered nearby: "Please go back to the doors of your respective rooms. We have some questions that need to be asked individually. Also, don't go in. We need to find something in your room."
The group left the front desk and walked towards the private room. On the way, the burly man scratched his head in confusion: "Looking for something? What are they looking for?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia looked at Hashimoto Maya.
Hashimoto Maya: “…”
"Of course, we're looking for the murder weapon." The fake assistant had no choice but to imitate Jiang Xia and speak like a detective. "The deceased was killed by multiple blows to the head with a blunt object, but the police were unable to find the murder weapon in the box where he was - that is, the murderer may have taken the weapon away and hidden it."
Jiang Xia nodded with relief: With this new brother around, talking is much easier.
…
In order, the first room to be investigated was Box 1, and its guest Kunio Tamai - the strange old man who came to the KTV to sing with a set of fishing gear.
Inspector Megure looked at his fishing suit and said, "Come to KTV after fishing. You have quite a lot of entertainment activities today..."
The old man's face changed slightly: "What's wrong, is it not possible?"
"No, no, I'm just expressing my feelings." Inspector Megure didn't expect the other party to react so strongly. He cleared his throat a little awkwardly and said, "We need to check your tools. Do you mind?"
There's no point in saying you mind at this time. The fisherman is knowledgeable and experienced, so he nodded reluctantly.
Soon, several things were brought over and placed on the coffee table.
Jiang Xia walked closer and took a look. On the table were a Coke cup, a microphone, a thick song list, and the fishing tackle of the old man in Box No. 1.
Officer Gao Mu put on gloves and opened the fishing box. He looked out and exclaimed in surprise: "So many fish? And each one is so big... With such a record, you are willing to leave the water and come here to sing?"
Although he himself doesn't fish often, he has several friends who like fishing. Based on his experience, if his group of friends had such a catch... they would probably want to set up a tent and stay there. Why would they give up fishing so early and come to the KTV?
…There is a problem, a big problem.
Under his suspicious gaze, the old man began to sweat profusely.
As if he had gone through an extremely intense ideological struggle, he sighed and whispered like a deflated ball: "Actually... well, actually I didn't catch any fish today. These fish were not caught by me at all. I bought them from the supermarket."
Mumu Police Department: "?"
Fisherman: "I just found a good place. Before I went there, I boasted to my friends and family that I would definitely catch a lot of fish today... But when I was fishing, I lost my concentration and my fishing rod fell into the river and I couldn't get it out.
"I had no choice but to go to the supermarket to buy some fish, and then randomly find a KTV, hoping to waste time until I usually get home. But who knew that while I was singing, there was a sudden scream from outside... You all know what happened next."
“…”
Inspector Megure sympathized with his fishing story. He took the bag containing the fishing rod and looked at it, and saw that it was indeed empty.
It seemed that there was nothing here that was suitable to be a murder weapon. He handed these items to the forensic department for further identification and went to Box No. 2.
The thin man was in box 2.
When the police asked him why he came to sing today, the thin man said, "Our company is going to hold a karaoke competition next week with generous prizes, so I will sneak out to practice after work these few days."
It turns out that this person is a social slave. Inspector Megure asked, "Is your company near here?"
The thin man was startled when he heard this, and shook his head like a rattle: "It's so embarrassing to bump into a colleague when the early bird catches the worm! I finally found this remote store that no one comes to."
Front desk: “?” Your store is remote and no one comes! Our customer base is obviously... er, well, the past cannot be retrieved, but anyway, tonight's full house is a good sign - the store will definitely be full every day in the future.
The police were unaware of the complaints and desires of the front desk. Beside the coffee table, Officer Takagi was searching for suspicious items in Box No. 2.
Microphone, backpack, ashtray... there are even fewer things here that can be used as weapons. Even the backpack is much lighter than the fishing tackle box in Box No. 1.
"If there is anything that can kill someone, it seems to be this ashtray." Inspector Megure took a closer look, and then found with regret that there was no blood on the ashtray, and there were a lot of ashes and cigarette butts piled inside - no matter how you look at it, it is just a normal ashtray that is concentrating on performing its duties.
"But you're still a young man, but you're a heavy smoker." Inspector Megure looked at the whole pack of cigarettes on the table, "You've finished a pack so quickly."
The thin man sighed: "I can't help it. The work pressure is too great. Our boss is really not a good person... cough."
Halfway through his words, he looked around. Although he didn't see any trace of his boss, he still felt a little guilty, so he shut up and stopped talking.
(End of this chapter)
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