Chapter 3403 3415 [Where are you going]
“Ouch!”
Yoshida Ayumi was startled. After she stood up, she looked in the direction of the hand that was supporting her and saw a familiar-looking person.
Is this... the high school doctor?
Although he was wearing a mask, his hair color and glasses were easy to recognize. So, why was he wearing a mask? Was he sick?
Just when she was at a loss, the hand that was supporting her quietly withdrew. Instead, an anxious "Ayumi!" was heard, and then Mao Lilan squeezed through the gap and came in front of her.
Seeing that the fallen little girl was still standing, Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief and touched her head: "Next time you take a crowded car like this, you must find a place with handrails to stand, understand?"
"Yeah!" Ayumi Yoshida was about to ask the doctor for help, but at this moment, her eyes moved and she saw a face trembling in pain not far behind Ran Mouri.
Not only was his expression trembling, but the scruffy-bearded middle-aged man's entire body soon began to convulse. He opened his mouth in pain, fell to the ground with a thud, and quickly disappeared among the people's legs.
Yoshida Ayumi was shocked: "What happened to that uncle!"
Mao Lilan looked back in confusion, but saw no one.
Just then, the train arrived at the station and passengers rushed to the doors and alighted. The originally crowded train soon became empty.
Just like the reefs exposed after the tide receded, a fat corpse appeared on the ground before everyone's eyes.
——The unshaven, bad-tempered "Nova team fanatic fan" fell to the ground like a popped balloon, with blood gushing out of the wound on his abdomen and a pool of blood flowing under him.
Beside him, a blood-stained dagger and its corresponding scabbard were casually thrown on the ground - it seemed that someone stabbed him in the chaos, then dropped the weapon and got off the bus in the crowd.
"Ah!!" Mao Lilan was shocked when she saw this scene, then took out her mobile phone and quickly dialed the police number.
…
On the platform about ten meters away.
The conductor was on patrol when he suddenly heard a faint scream coming from one of the carriages.
He looked in confusion and was about to go over to check, but at this moment, a young man in a windbreaker and a mask walked up to him.
The gentle-looking man pushed his glasses and pointed behind him. "Someone's been stabbed in that carriage. Have someone stop the train and don't start it. Also, immediately contact all ticket gates and have them stop anyone dressed like football fans—the murderer could be among them."
"Also..." the young man continued, "There's a famous detective in that carriage. Keeping him here can help you find the murderer faster. I don't need to explain how influential a murder case like this, which happens in a public place, is."
"Being, being stabbed?!" The flight attendant was shocked and quickly took out the intercom as he said.
After contacting the conductor and asking him not to leave, when he was about to look for the ticket gate again, the attendant suddenly remembered something and his eyes suddenly became suspicious.
The next moment, he turned around and ran a few steps, grabbing the young man who was about to leave quietly.
"Doctor Shinde": "......?"
The attendant's eyes were sharp: "When something like this happens, shouldn't we stop everyone getting off this train? Why are you asking me to stop only the fans?
"If I remember correctly, you also got off from that carriage. Could it be that you are the murderer? Are you telling me all this suddenly in order to get away with it?"
——He felt something was wrong just now! Now think about it, this kind passerby didn't sound like he had a cold, so why was he wearing a mask?
Maybe this guy is the murderer, and he's trying to lure the tiger away. There's surveillance on this platform, and if someone later finds out that I let the murderer escape...
The flight attendant said firmly: "You can't leave!"
He grabbed the man to prevent him from escaping, and then contacted the ticket gate to ask them to stop the man.
"New Doctor": "..."
…
The caring passerby was right in saying one thing - this kind of case happening on crowded public transportation will indeed attract a lot of attention.
Soon, Inspector Megure and his subordinates arrived at the scene in a panic.
After a skilled inspection, Officer Takagi reported to him: "The deceased is Akano Kakutake, 48 years old - the murder weapon should be the dagger that fell beside him.
"It is said that at the time of the incident, there were many passengers in the car and it was very crowded, so no one saw who the murderer was. Only after the car was vacated did they see a person lying on the ground."
"Alas, this kind of case is the hardest to solve." Inspector Megure scratched his head when he heard the number of suspects. Suddenly, he realized something and stared at the dead body on the ground. "This person...why does he look a little familiar?"
"You've probably seen him on the news." Officer Takagi, always interested in all kinds of sports, recognized the distinctive-looking man lying on the ground. "He was an avid fan, often making the news for causing trouble at the stadium."
"Is that so?" Inspector Megure's interest immediately faded: this guy has offended too many people, and his dream of finding the murderer purely by motive seems to be shattered.
He had no choice but to turn his attention to the next clue: "This style of knife is quite rare. There shouldn't be many buyers."
Officer Takagi quickly responded, "I just asked the officers from the Forensic Science Division. After checking the trademark, they said this brand of knife isn't sold domestically. It's a rare model made overseas. It'll probably take some time to determine its source."
"Abroad..." Inspector Megure began to have a headache again, but compared with other conditions, the sword that fell in front of him could barely be considered good news: the rarer it was, the fewer people could buy it. Following this line of inquiry might take a lot of time and energy, but it was also a reliable method.
Even so, Inspector Megure still felt a pang of regret: "In broad daylight, in public, a person was stabbed in a car, and no one saw the murderer..."
"It can't be helped. After all, the train was incredibly crowded," a voice said comfortingly from the side. "But it's not a big deal. We've already identified three suspicious passengers—the murderer is likely one of them."
"Three people? So few?" Inspector Megure was surprised at first, then realized something and turned his head away.
Seeing the person in front of him clearly, he was even more surprised: "Brother Jiang Xia!!"
Jiang Xia nodded at him, then moved aside, revealing the four people behind him.
Inspector Megure was stunned. He counted and counted again, then hesitated and said, "But...aren't there four people?"
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