"How could this happen?" The two women looked at the scene in disbelief. The bloody scene made them scream, "Niyuan!"
"Wait, don't go there!"
The three Tokyo policemen reached out to stop the person at the same time, and then they stepped forward and began to check it skillfully.
"The head is covered with blood, and a thick branch is still falling beside him, and one end of the branch is also covered with blood..."
Officer Sato looked at the piece of wood and estimated its weight: "If a branch of this weight simply fell from the tree, it would not kill a person wearing a hat-like man-that is, it is likely to be a murder together!"
Officer Shiraki heard this and looked at the others around him: "Then this is the crime scene. From now on, no one should get close to you."
When his eyes passed by a detective, he felt a little guilty: Of course, this "no one" actually does not include Jiang Xia, but it is difficult to manage in another place. If someone is released now...
Fortunately, what Officer Shiragou was worried about did not happen. Jiang Xia looked at him, nodded slightly, and did not smuggle the police.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another voice suddenly penetrated.
The hunter who joined the search team halfway through looked at him and snorted coldly: "Pretty - you are not a policeman, why don't you let us get close?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he found that the expressions of several Tokyo people around him became strange.
The hunter was stunned and vaguely felt something was wrong: "What are you doing? What expression do you have?"
The three policemen looked at each other, reached into their pockets and dug out, and each took out a document.
In an instant, three police certificates were placed in front of him.
hunter:"……?"
What's going on?
...Police team building?
...
Although people are in a different place and still have holidays, they cannot exercise the rights of police. However, it is not difficult to scare the disobedient onlookers and protect the scene.
Finally no one sang the opposite again, and the three policemen were able to calm down and observe more.
The old lady looked nervously: "After so many years, there have been many victims here, this is the first time someone has been killed - which guy is so cruel and who is the murderer?"
Officer Sato sighed: "The temperature is too low, and the body has been frozen, so it is difficult to accurately judge the time of his death."
Jiang Xia provided another bad news: "The wind and snow are too heavy. When Conan and I arrived just now, there were no footprints that could be identified around us."
"It's troublesome." Officer Sato had a headache, but suddenly, she remembered that it seemed that it was not her own jurisdiction.
"..." A police officer felt relieved and quietly felt a sense of comfort and indifference from the perspective of passers-by.
But after all, it was a policeman, so she still had to do what she could do. She observed the scene carefully and quietly moved her body away so that Jiang Xia could observe it together: "The amount of bleeding is not too small, so I can only expect the murderer to have blood splashed on his body. In addition..."
She asked the old lady and the two acquaintances of the deceased: "Did Mr. Nigaki have had the habit of returning late before?"
The old lady nodded. When she mentioned this topic, she seemed to want to scold people, but the dead held back for the earth: "Maybe they are skilled and brave. No matter how I reminded her, he always had to go deep into the woods and would not come back until dark. Sometimes she would even rush back with a flashlight after a while."
The female photographer wiped her tears: "But Eryuan's professionalism is actually pretty good. He has a very accurate judgment on the weather - he must have been going back with heavy snow like today."
Officer Sato touched his chin thoughtfully: "That is, he was probably killed during the day?"
Officer Takagi was curiously looking at the broken blood on the deceased's face. Hearing this, he hit his palm with a slap and suddenly realized:
"Officer Sato, look, the deceased wore sunglasses in the style of windscreen on his eyes!
"Most normal people, especially those who are looking for a way in a blizzard, will never wear sunglasses at night, which will make it even harder to recognize the already irrecognizable direction - that is to say, the time of the deceased's murder was indeed during the day!"
Belmod's ear tip moved slightly: "..." I always feel like you are connoting vodka. Having said that, Uzzo's subordinate picked up from Myanmar always seems to have sunglasses left at night.
"How do these guys see the way clearly?" The Thousand-Faced Witch who occasionally wears sunglasses at night was a little curious for a moment. "Shitu won't say it for now. Even if he can't see it clearly, he has to keep carrying it for the style that Uzo likes. It's strange... Tsk, when there are more little Urumqi in the future, maybe you can spend one and ask him what's going on."
While an organization cadre was secretly gossiping, the speculation surrounding the corpse continued next to him.
Hearing Officer Takagi's words, Jiang Xia walked a few steps forward. He lowered the beam of the flashlight and illuminated the deceased's windproof sunglasses.
The light penetrates the tinted lenses and illuminates the eyes of the dead.
Officer Sato suddenly saw something, and she said in surprise: "In the windshield on the left, there is a falling contact lens!"
Jiang Xia nodded: "Look at your right eye again."
Officer Sato looked at his flashlight and looked closer. The next moment, she understood what Jiang Xia wanted her to see: "There are no lenses falling in the sunglasses in her right eye, and they are not wearing them..."
No one wears contact lenses in one eye and not in the other. This is even more strange than wearing sunglasses at a big night.
And if both eyes are worn, how could the lenses inexplicably disappear from the sealed windshield?
In the flash of lightning, Officer Sato felt that he understood everything: "When the murderer attacked Nigaki with a wooden stick, he did not wear a windscreen, so the contact lenses on his right eye were shocked and fell to the ground.
"After killing Mr. Ergai, the murderer hurriedly put on a windshield, and then the lenses on the left eye of the corpse fell off as the body changed and fell into the windshield.
"In other words, Mr. Nigaki was killed in the evening! - The murderer wanted to pretend that he was killed at dawn, so he deliberately put on his windshield after he died."
Jiang Xia nodded with relief when he looked at the smart female policewoman who could finish his long remarks on his behalf.
Conan remembered something, touched his pocket, and took out a piece of heart-shaped chocolate that was carefully wrapped in a handkerchief: "Speaking of it, when I saw the corpse just now, there was a piece of chocolate next to it."
"?!" Several people who often come here frowned and murmured, "It's like this again..."
Chapter completed!