There is a single bed in the bedroom of the wing room. The whole room looks extremely simple, but it is not too tidy. Although the floor and the bed are clean, there is a corner of the bed sheet in the crack in the door of the closet.
Jiang Xia glanced at it and ignored it for the time being. He walked straight to the secret door by the window and looked out the room.
Suzuki Yuanko also came over curiously. She lay in front of the window and looked at the flat snow outside. She couldn't help but say in surprise: "What a big footprint!"
——A series of footprints that are obviously larger than ordinary people, starting from this wing room that is alone in a corner of the courtyard, bypassing the rockery and bushes, and spreading all the way to the main house in the distance.
"This is the shape of the boot." The old lady covered her chest and her voice trembled: "General Xiuyou, it must be him! Actually, I saw it last night - I saw General Xiuyou wearing armor and walking through the courtyard.
"According to legend, those who see him will usher in curses and bad luck. I was ready to wait all night, but who knew that in the end, the curse actually came to my husband..."
“…”
Everyone respected the old lady's sayings about gods and ghosts, but did not believe it.
They comforted the old lady who was so silly that they quickly returned to the scientific perspective and discussed with each other:
"It should be that the murderer killed the president of the gate in the wing room, put on his armor, walked through the yard, and walked back to the main house from the inconspicuous path - don't destroy these armor footprints first. Let's go back to the main house from the route we came just now."
...
The group returned to the main house as usual, then walked through the corridor and quickly walked to another entrance of the house.
——From the general perspective, the footprints that just now returned to the main house from the crime scene were entering the house from here.
Sure enough, when I arrived at the place, I saw the side door of the main house half open, a string of huge footprints extending from the snow to the door, and then I impolitely stepped on the dirty foot pads, covered with sludge and snow water, and stepped onto the spotless wooden corridor.
After breaking into the room, it moved forward with a clear goal and turned into a room seven or eight meters away from the door.
A group of people slowly turned their heads in the direction of their footprints.
Seeing the room where the armor was heading, my sister-in-law's face suddenly changed: "My husband...my husband said last night that he wanted to listen to music and went into this video room alone to spend the night! No wonder he hasn't seen him since he was just now. I thought he was sleeping in again..."
“?!”
Several policemen who were curious about watching the room changed their faces when they heard this. They ran over quickly and twisted the door handle hard, but the door did not move at all, obviously locking it from the inside.
"Why is this door so thick?" Officer Sato kicked it, and vaguely felt something was wrong. She bent her fingers and buckled the door, "Is this a special door?"
The eldest sister-in-law nodded: "My husband has high requirements for quality of life and specially customized this audio and video room with good enclosure. This room has no windows and the door has been specially thickened..."
Belmode: "..." Rounded around and customized a large coffin for himself...
Next to him, Ran Maori tried a few times without believing in the evil, but he couldn't kick it away either.
The youngest son remembered something and turned around and ran into the tool room: "There should be an axe at home, which will be used when trimming the courtyard - I'll get it now!"
...
I found an axe and slashed for a while, and the reinforced door was finally opened.
As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw a long blood-stained knife falling from the door.
Everyone felt bad premonitions.
Looking deeper, I saw a man in armor lying on the floor in the middle of the audio studio.
A scabbard fell beside him, and a large patch of blood was resting on his head and neck. He didn't move, and he looked obviously dead.
Jiang Xia asked the maid for a pair of shoe covers, put them on and went into the house.
When I walked to the grounded armor and leaned over to look at it, I saw a mask covered in black and white beards.
He reached out and took the mask away, and finally a face of glasses skewed and his eyes were dying.
"Husband——!!" The sister-in-law at the door covered her face and screamed.
The old lady's face was numb and kept murmuring: "General Xiuyou, this is General Xiuyou's curse."
Curacao stood at the door, looked in carefully, and finally confirmed: That's right, it was the face of the eldest son of the president of the gate.
...Why did he die?
"Compared to the second brother who is completely unwilling to take over the company, although the boss is stupid, he has some of his own opinions, which is indeed a trouble for the organization.
"I originally planned to let the president leave a will that the company was inherited by his second son, and then kill the person, but now..."
Thinking of the two bloody fresh corpses around him, Curacao fell into deep silence.
When an organization helps others with multiple-choice questions, it is to coerce the other party to choose one from different options.
When Uzza helps others with multiple-choice questions, he seems to prefer to use the exclusion method - as long as he kills all other options and only leaves what he wants, the question will naturally be completed.
...Whether it is about eradicating the roots and being ruthless, it is true that we have to look at this genuine demon.
"In the past, I always felt that my work was unforgivable and I was completely conscientious, but now, compared with Uzzo... I just think I am a good person."
An organizational cadre fell into deep thoughts about his profession and colleagues.
As she thought about it, she always felt that she had forgotten something important.
"etc!"
Curacao looked at the body of the elder brother in the room and suddenly woke up: "To put it, I just seemed to have the only small black coin left... The murderer who bet on this murder case was the elder brother of the Damen family?"
But now, the eldest brother is dead. Although he died in a secret room with doors and windows closed, it looked like he committed suicide... but countless experiences told her that the more this happens, the less it is possible that he will really commit suicide.
In other words, her little money...
Curacao: "…"
...Uzzo!! What have you done!!
Faced with an ordinary murder case that happened to ordinary people, the cold cadres from the organization clenched their fists silently, and deep weakness and anger surged in their hearts.
Next to him, Judy looked at this scene with a hint of surprise in her eyes: Is this person actually... angry?
"What's going on?" A FBI was a little confused for a moment. She touched her chin and muttered to herself, "Am I mistakenly, this female lawyer is not a member of the Black Organization, and she did not come here to murder the father and son of the Damen family? After all, compared to the perpetrator, she now looks like a family member of the victim."
"And according to my experience, in the face of such ordinary murders, those guys without conscience will only take it seriously as if they were watching a show, just like..."
——Yes, just like the "new doctor" next to you
Chapter completed!