Chapter 3097 3109 [Harvest Season]
"Uncle Maori wants you to see this, right?" Jiang Xia pointed to the key in the mini lake. "This is the key to the deceased's room. Because this is a new building that was built this spring, the door key also uses a relatively new inner groove design, which is difficult to copy."
"That's right!" Maori Kogoro had just heard this information during a casual chat:
"There are only two keys like this in the world, one is here and the other is in the hands of the landlady.
"The landlady has been with us the whole time, and when we came here before, the door was locked. It was a secret room - that is to say, it is obvious that the deceased locked himself in the room and committed suicide!"
Inspector Megure: “This…”
It sounds like it makes some sense, but after interacting with Brother Jiang Xia more, the term "locked secret room" has gradually become difficult to associate with "suicide" in his mind - on the contrary, his mind is now full of "human tricks."
Just as I was thinking, an excited voice came from the side. The landlady interrupted and said, "Impossible! Ah Zhen would never commit suicide! When I brought him juice this afternoon, he even ordered some food and said he wanted to eat pumpkin tonight. Would a suicidal person do such a thing!"
"You saw him this afternoon?" Inspector Megure realized that this was an important time point and asked quickly, "What time did you deliver the juice to him?"
The landlady thought for a moment and said, "Around 6 p.m. He doesn't like elders interfering in his life, so after delivering the juice, I didn't stay in his room for long and quickly returned to my own room..."
She covered her face sadly: "If only I hadn't left at that time."
Jiang Xia came over and patted her on the shoulder, then asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "What kind of juice did you give me?"
The landlady wiped away her tears and said, "It's a special juice I made to cool down the heat. I added honey, carrots, bananas, and so on... It's the same kind I used to treat you before."
She was puzzled: "When I brought the juice over, the child looked really normal. He didn't show any signs of wanting to commit suicide. And what reason did he have to commit suicide? Although he was in a bad mood recently, he shouldn't be to the extent of committing suicide!"
"this……"
Keihiko Shiroto said quietly, "Speaking of being in a bad mood, Zhen has indeed been acting a little strange lately."
"Huh?" Inspector Megure turned around and found a stranger standing in the corner.
According to normal procedures, he should have kicked the person out of here with righteous words, but judging from what the person just said...
After hesitating for a moment, the police officer, who was very tolerant in this regard, chose to turn a blind eye and asked for clues: "Who are you? How do you know that the deceased was in a bad mood recently?"
"I'm A-Zhen's friend." Shiroto Keihiko pushed his glasses and sighed. "We are both seniors at Shangnan University and are about to graduate. I've heard him talk about his graduation thesis more than once. A-Zhen's thesis seems to have run into some trouble."
"I see!" Maori Kogoro looked at the landlady, "Didn't you ask Jiang Xia to investigate why your grandson was so unhappy? - Now the situation is clear. He was troubled by graduation, became increasingly depressed, and finally suffered from depression!"
The landlady was stunned: "Ah?"
Maori Kogoro looked at the wall again, which was covered with red crayon. "The wall is painted like this, and the things in the cabinet are scattered everywhere. The appearance of a person's room can reflect his mental state. Although Mr. Zhen didn't say it explicitly, I guess his mental state has already reached the brink of collapse."
The landlady was skeptical: "But, but when I went to deliver juice this afternoon, he ordered what he wanted to eat tonight. Besides, even if he postpones his graduation or fails to graduate, so what? If things really don't work out, he can still come and help me look for an apartment. Why would he commit suicide?"
Maori Kogoro shook his head and waved his hand like a lecturer, saying clearly: "Suicide sometimes comes without any signs. He may be barely calm in the last second, and suddenly collapse in the next second. As for helping you find an apartment... People who are focusing on a goal often can't see other things. As long as the current task is not done well, he will collapse completely. So, young people nowadays..."
Inspector Megure nodded as he listened, somewhat convinced.
But suddenly, remembering Maori's past performance, an experienced police inspector stopped his thoughts vigilantly and turned to look at Jiang Xia.
"Brother Jiang Xia." Inspector Megure came over, "What do you think?"
"I think?" Jiang Xia withdrew his gaze from the window and thought for a moment. Soon, he pointed to the door key in the mini lake and said, "Then let's put this evidence away first, and take a look at the material of the 'rope' on it."
"Huh?" Inspector Megure was stunned, and then he realized that this key was indeed a bit strange - it was common to have a rope on a key, but the rope on this key was not a loop for easy carrying, but a small piece of broken rope.
…This does not seem quite right.
While thinking about it, Inspector Megure squatted down obediently, stretched out his gloved hand, and picked up the key from the water.
The next moment, he suddenly cried out "Ah!" - the key came out, but the small piece of rope broke in the water.
"Such an important piece of evidence has been destroyed!" The honest police inspector slapped his forehead, feeling regretful but also a little confused, "But I just picked it up from the water..."
Jiang Xia leaned over and looked at the remains of the rope left in the water. His expression was not surprised. "It seems that the 'thin rope' on this key should be made of toilet paper. If you tear the toilet paper into small strips and twist them together, it will become something like this."
"Is that so?" Inspector Megure patted his chest in fear, and then looked at the two acquaintances of the deceased in confusion, "Why did he use such flimsy paper to tie the key?"
The landlady shook her head: she had never noticed what her grandson's keys usually looked like.
Shiroto Keihiko also shrugged: "I really don't know - it may not be nice to say this, but Zhen is usually weird..."
As he was speaking, there was a loud noise coming from downstairs.
The landlady was startled: "What's that sound?"
Inspector Megure sighed and had a headache: "It should be that the group of reporters saw us and followed us - don't worry about them, let's continue solving the case."
…
Downstairs, a group of reporters gathered at the door of the apartment, trying to get information.
The signal passed through a certain lens and quietly transmitted the situation in the apartment to a mysterious base of the organization.
(End of this chapter)
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