Chapter 2813 2825 [Case Closed]
Jiang Xia did not let anyone go deeper. He stood at the door and asked the three clients: "Have you been here before?"
The woman in the dress shook her head: "No, this building looks like it's about to collapse, what are we doing here?"
The man in the suit also shook his head.
The fishing shop owner followed up with, “Me neither.”
All three denied the incident.
Jiang Xia nodded without asking any further questions. He turned around and looked outside the railing: "Look, from the rooftop over here, you can just see the balcony where the deceased was buried - his balcony was on the top floor."
"It's true." Inspector Megure walked up to him and looked over there. Thinking about his past experience in investigating cases, he guessed, "Could the body have been transported from here to the balcony?"
"No, the body was always on his balcony." Jiang Xia pointed to the ground below him. "The murder weapon started from this building, crossed this distance, and hit the back of the victim's head."
"You mean, someone threw the murder weapon from here?!" Inspector Megure was shocked. "But...but the flowerpot is so heavy, can someone really throw it accurately on the head of the deceased from such a distance?"
"In this case, the murder weapon was not a flowerpot, and the murderer did not simply throw it." Jiang Xia looked at the policeman who did not have a rich imagination, "Inspector, have you ever heard of a casting rod?"
Inspector Megure gestured hesitantly: "You mean, the fishing rod?"
Jiang Xia nodded: "Fishermen need to master many skills, including throwing the bait to a specific location. If the technique is correct, the lead pendant can fly far with the hook without using too much brute force.
"What's even more terrifying is their perseverance and patience - in order to make the special lead weight that can be used as a murder weapon accurately hit the victim, they can practice tirelessly day after day, just like waiting for a fish to take a bait."
Jiang Xia pointed to the ground in front of him near the railing and said, "This footprint with friction marks is left by the murderer when he committed the crime. His left foot took a solid step forward, which means he used the over-the-shoulder casting method to cast the rod.
"The deceased was practicing Tai Chi when he died. The movements of Tai Chi are very fixed and slow. So the murderer came to the building early, and when the deceased was doing the movement with his back to this side, he swung hard. The lead weight flew over and hit the back of the deceased's head hard, causing him to fall forward onto the flower stand - this is why there were so many broken flower pots at the scene.
"The murderer then tightened the fishing line and retrieved the lead weight. The lead weight was pulled back rapidly, first hitting the bottom of the railing, then jumping up and landing on the railing, leaving two scratches."
When the man in the suit heard this, he suddenly thought of something: "Could the sound I heard on the rooftop opposite be the collision sound when the murder weapon was recovered?"
Jiang Xia responded and looked at Vermouth: "While the murderer was retrieving the lead weight, he accidentally brushed against a passing swallow. The bird you picked up probably fell to the ground because of a concussion."
Vermouth: "..."
She thought she was holding up the bird to stop Wuzo, but the bird that fell in front of her feet had already been written into the script. Then, wasn't everything she did just now...
Vermouth: "..." Wait, no matter how good Uzo is at manipulating people's minds, he can't send a bird to just happen to pass by there, right? She must be overthinking.
"But when I think about it, my attention was focused on Uzo and Cool Guy, and I didn't even notice when and how the bird fell."
"Doctor Shinchu" stroked his chin and pondered to himself: "Maybe Wuzo knocked out a bird and left it there, using it as bait, waiting for me to deliver it to his door? Tsk, sometimes I am too impulsive. I must change this habit..."
Beside him, Inspector Megure didn't pay much attention to the unfortunate bird. He was still looking at the balcony opposite. After looking for a while, he estimated the distance: "It should be more than 30 meters. How did the murderer hit his target so accurately from such a distance?"
Jiang Xia accepted these skilled murderers well: "Like I said just now, part of it is experience and part of it is practice. To achieve this technique, you must have considerable fishing skills - that's right, Mr. Terasawa. If I remember correctly, you seem to have opened a fishing shop, and that shop has been in business for many years."
The man with a mustache: “…”
He had just cleared himself of suspicion by saying that he was not in the building when the victim died, but now this made him the only one among the three who had the opportunity to commit the crime.
The detective looked at his feet again. "The prints of your shoes should match the prints left by your strong casting. Also..."
He pointed to the railing and said, "Your handle has fallen off. You need to take off your gloves to prevent slipping when using something like this. There should still be your fingerprints on it. And you returned to the crime scene right after you killed someone in order to prove your alibi. The lead weight that hit the victim should not be difficult to find nearby."
“…”
With a thud, Norio Terasawa, who ran a fishing shop, fell to the ground.
"I, I didn't want to, and I didn't want to kill him. But that guy kept laughing at me!"
The fisherman said bitterly: "He not only took away my fishing shop by taking advantage of a legal loophole, but he also threatened to tear it down and build a new building in front of me. If it was just an ordinary shop, it would be fine, but it was the result of my decades of hard work!"
“I was unwilling to let the store close down, so I invited him to visit my store, hoping that he could feel the charm of fishing.
"But he just sneered and said, 'This shabby shop should have closed down long ago', and 'I don't know who plays such a boring game as fishing'. Then he dumped my treasured fishing rod on the ground and crushed it with his foot."
Norio Terasawa was shaking with anger when he said this: "That was the fishing rod I used when I first started fishing. It was the starting point of my life for all these years - but everything I cherished was thrown away by that guy... I must make that greedy and shameless guy pay the price!"
"Well, that's all." Inspector Megure comforted him, "Let's go to the police station first and talk to the recorder about these things slowly."
…
The roaring fisherman, the detective who looked at him with pity, the busy policeman, the "new doctor" who passed by...
These familiar yet fresh scenes were all captured by the cameras quietly poking out from the corridor entrance, and soon became short reports and made the news.
The signal is transmitted at high speed.
In a hidden safe location in Tokyo, a cell phone buzzed.
Hearing this particular vibration, its burly owner next to it jumped up from the bed as if he had stepped on an electric switch.
(End of this chapter)
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