The screenwriter continued to recall: "After I returned to the open-air restaurant, after about a few minutes, I suddenly heard a gunshot. I quickly ran to the railing with the others to check, but I didn't see anyone on the other side."
The Yama Village police officer looked at him and asked the others unwillingly: "What he said is true?"
Jiang Xia nodded.
"Oh." The Yamamura police officer sighed and turned to the last person present who was familiar with the deceased with expectations. He asked the female agent, "Miss Tanikawa, where are you? What were you doing at that time?"
The female agent held the handkerchief and wiped her tears: "I was having a dinner with everyone in the evening. Later, when Sagoka got too much, he started talking nonsense. I was afraid that he would offend people, so I quickly sent him back to the room.
"After that, I no longer had the mood to have a dinner party, so I took a shower in the house and planned to go to bed early. But who knew that just after I finished the bath, I suddenly heard a gunshot outside.
"It was no longer the opening time for the hunting grounds. I was worried that I had heard it wrong, so I walked to the balcony and asked the people in the restaurant downstairs.
"Everyone downstairs heard the movement and was looking into the woods opposite next to the railing. At this time, I suddenly remembered that I didn't see Sagora, so I looked at his room next door, but who knew that I actually saw a bullet hole in his glass..."
"Saguchi is that dead male actor."
Before the female agent started to wipe her tears, the eyes of the mountain village police officer had already lit up, like two cool police lights that caught everyone when they saw him. He looked at the woman in front of him: "In other words, are you the last person to see him, and you are also the first person to discover the body?"
The female agent was stunned. She took Sakuoka and Yoshihide to film detective dramas all year round, and of course she also knew what these two identities mean.
"I didn't kill him!" the female agent defended in panic, "I'm not the first person to discover the body. Strictly speaking, I just saw bullet holes in the window.
"In addition, Sagoka's room was locked, and as soon as the gunshot sounded, I walked from my bedroom to the balcony - if I were the murderer, how could I leave the shooting position in such a short time and return to my bedroom cleanly?"
The Yama Village police officer thought about her problem for a while, his mind was stuck and he couldn't think of the result.
but……
He snorted: "You criminal suspects have some tricks and means. Although I can't figure it out yet, you must be able to hide these tricks from Mr. Jiang Xia!"
The female agent was so angry that she said: "Why should I determine it? If you want to talk about the suspect, except Akashi and the others, the hotel owner is not there!"
"!" The police officer in the mountain village was stunned and hit his palm with a snap, "Yes."
He followed this advice humbly, turned to the hotel owner, and once again put on the suspicious gaze: "So what about you, where were you?"
The hotel owner who was drinking tea and eating melons was stunned when he heard this: "This... am I suspicious too?"
"Of course." Yamamura fucked her chin and started to think ingeniously, and a script blurted out:
"Maybe you are a fan of the deceased, but recently you are resentful because the quality of the other party's shooting has declined, so you suddenly thought of a clever plan.
"You try to make advertisements to the deceased's company and attract the other party to travel to you, and then you rely on your own identity to kill the deceased!"
"I don't!" The hotel owner had no intention of drinking tea and hurriedly explained, "I'm so old, how could I go and have a young man - Besides, have you forgotten? It takes 30 minutes to travel across the river, but I have been staying in the hotel."
The Yama Village Police Officer snorted: "'It will take 30 minutes to get across the river', this is the way you pointed out - maybe there are some hidden trails nearby, or you temporarily set up a bridge and kicked it out of the river after using it."
Conan: "..." It's so similar. This must be Uncle Maori's biological brother.
Next to him, the producer remembered something and suddenly said, "Speaking of it, when I was calling in the lobby, the hotel owner did leave for a while. After the gunfire sounded, it took him a while before he walked out from behind..."
The boss didn't expect that someone would take the blame. He hurriedly said, "That's because I was washing dishes in the kitchen! The sound of water was too loud, and I was used to the gunshots of the hunting ground, so I didn't take the abnormal movements outside seriously. Later, I heard that the open-air restaurant was also messy, and suddenly realized that the time was wrong, so I quickly came out to check it out."
"It took more than a minute from hearing the movement to going out. What can I do in such a short time? Besides, I have to say it is suspicious..."
The hotel owner gritted his teeth and finally realized the right way to end the encounter: as long as the real murderer is someone else, his suspicion will naturally be cleared.
Thinking of this, the blackened boss raised his hand and pointed: "If you want to be suspicious, this gentleman is really suspicious - he has been wandering around the hall and eavesdropping from time to time. In addition, during the time before dinner, everyone else was watching TV series starring the deceased, and the gentleman also sat in the corner and kept watching with an admiration.
"I suspect he is a fan of the deceased, and I can't see him when I go to the kitchen to wash dishes. That is to say, no matter from which perspective, he is as suspicious as mine!"
"Oh?" The Yamamura police officer seemed to attach great importance to this clue, and he turned his head suddenly after hearing this.
Calvados: "…"
Facing the police's skeptical eyes, familiar scenes surged into my heart.
——When he was named a suspect by the police for the first time, Calvados was full of vigilance.
He felt a little irritated when he was named a suspect by the police for the second time.
The third time...
The fourth time...
At this time, he was stared at by the police again. After a moment of silence, Calvados suddenly realized that there was only a calmness and numbness left in his heart after the strong winds and waves.
Even after careful consideration, there was a trace of twisted joy and gratitude hidden in the numbness: Haha, this time, he had no gun on his body. Even if these policemen searched the sky, they would not think of taking even a bullet from him again!
The thought flashed, and just as he was about to raise his chin, suddenly, Calvados came to his senses and his heart twitched.
Calvados: "...", etc., what's so happy about this? Is this kind of thing glorious?
"What are you thinking?" A big face came to his eyes, and the police officer in the mountain village asked suspiciously, "The expressions change over and over again, may you be thinking about how to make a quibble."
Suddenly, the policeman who had watched countless detective films looked fierce and found something: "Wait, why do you have a calluse on your hands? Say! Is this a calluse you specially trained for today's murder?"
Calvados: "…"
Chapter completed!