Some people are frightened, some are wandering, some are concentrating on solving cases... and some are muttering about things that cannot be heard by others.
The two hunters walked two steps away and gathered together and whispered. The bearded man asked the glasses: "Where is the videotape?"
The man in glasses was stunned: "How could I know, I didn't kill him."
Beard was stunned: "I didn't kill it, where is the strap?"
The two of them stared at each other and stayed on the spot for a while.
After a moment, they came to their senses and looked at the rest of the anxious people again.
"Fortunately, I blew the tunnel down in advance. I must not let this group of people leave until I find the belt." The two hunters secretly thanked, and then said to the others:
"Okay, what's there to be afraid of? Isn't it just a murderer who is unarmed and can only knock people with wooden sticks?"
As Calvados suddenly and fiercely watched, the two continued without any awareness: "Since there is nothing at the scene, then hurry back to the villa, my feet are about to freeze."
The female photographer hesitated: "But if the murderer was ambushed in the villa..."
"Isn't that more exciting?" The two hunters shrugged and turned toward the villa.
After walking a few steps, beard turned around and mocked, "If you don't dare to go back, then you can stay here and spend the night with the unlucky guy who was killed."
The man in glasses laughed: "I hope you won't become a snow girl who has been frozen to death until tomorrow morning."
“…”
Although what he said was very unpleasant, I have to admit that this sentence makes some sense.
I was immersed in the horror of finding the dead, but everyone hadn't noticed it yet. At this time, the hunter suddenly pointed it out. Only then did the girls realize that the temperature was getting lower and lower, and their feet in the snow were indeed almost numb.
"Then go back first."
The three policemen called the flashlight to the brightest and took a bunch of photos of the corpse.
Then, with Jiang Xia's reminder, they took off the camera and camera from the body and returned to the villa with the others.
...
There is no signal on the phone, but fortunately there is a landline in the villa.
Ran Maori habitually walked towards the phone and dialed 110. After calling, she put down the receiver, and then realized it and said in surprise: "The phone line has not been cut off, the phone has been called!"
Belmode: "…"
Poor Angel, all of whom have been tortured by Uzzo's cases.
The old lady next to her was more concerned about another thing: "What do the police say?"
The female photographer also asked expectantly: "The road should not be broken yet. The avalanche buried the tunnel or something. Is it just the imagination of the two hunters?"
Ran Maori shook his head regretfully: "There is indeed an avalanche around 8 o'clock in the evening. The police said they would arrive as soon as possible, but they could not guarantee the specific time to arrive..."
"Believe it now." He took off his hat and patted the snow on it, and snorted, "What am I lying to you?"
Officer Sato remembered something and walked quickly towards the kitchen counter.
After a while, she returned with a serious expression: "The other chocolates are still there, only Miss Azi's piece disappeared."
The female photographer sighed when she heard this, and turned around and patted the woman with no masters' hair: "Who is so over-the-top that she not only killed Yazi's boyfriend, but also wanted to frame her."
This question was difficult to answer for a while, so the three policemen were not too worried about it.
They came to the table and went with Jiang Xia to check the cameras and cameras taken from the deceased.
While wearing gloves and fiddling with these two electronic instruments, Officer Sato was secretly guilty. This was actually a testimony of random movement, but in extraordinary times, extraordinary measures could only be taken.
"Since the murderer forged the time of death by 'putting goggles on the deceased', it means he is likely to be hiding in the Chudu Villa, or even a certain person here - if he doesn't catch him as soon as possible, what if he kills someone again in the evening?"
Officer Shiraki saw her concerns and spoke intimately. Then he looked at the strong wind outside the window and sighed: "This kind of snowstorm villa independent of the city really makes people feel that the storm is not over yet."
——After all, in novels or movies, such places are holy places for group destruction. Now there are so many people in the villa, if they are really dead... things will be troublesome.
Hearing his feelings, the three women present quietly turned their eyes.
Jiang Xia knocked on the table and interrupted the off-topic: "Let's see what's inside first."
"Okay!" Officer Takagi rolled up his sleeves, looking forward to it, "I would have liked to have the murderer's face."
...
Unfortunately, things didn't develop as easily as he thought.
"This camera has never been used, and the tape is still new." Officer Sato sighed, speechless, "Since it is a reporter, shouldn't you take photos at will? Now even his death time cannot be compressed."
Officer Shiragou checked the camera. He opened the film cover and looked in: "The camera has traces of use. This negative film has been taken, but unfortunately there is no place to wash the photos here."
When the female photographer heard this, she recovered from the sadness of her acquaintance's death. She volunteered: "I can wash photos, and I also have the corresponding equipment here - Eryuan is an impatient person. Every time he takes photos of a suspected wild wolf, he can't wait to go to the city to wash, so every time we come to this villa, we will bring all the things and take photos and wash them."
"Is that?" said the three policemen, "then I'll bother you."
The female photographer took the film and said to the old lady: "I'll use the bathroom here, which can be used as a dark room."
Officer Sato looked at the film in her hand and remembered that the enthusiastic lady was actually one of the suspects. She stood up and followed her with dissatisfaction: "I'll help you."
Their figures quickly disappeared into the toilet.
Next to him, the two hunters gathered together and muttered for a while, and finally they seemed to have made up some determination and walked towards Jiang Xia and the others.
"You only brought the camera and the camera back?" The hunters seemed a little dissatisfied with the police and the detective. "Why not flip through his bag? Maybe he put the used tape and film in his bag."
"I have seen it." Although the two of them had a bad tone, the content of their words seemed to be a kind reminder. Officer Takagi replied politely:
"The deceased did have some spare videotapes and films in his bag, but they were all unopened. In order to avoid damaging the scene, we did not search too much."
"All new?" The bearded hunter frowned in confusion. "In other words, the unlucky guy was killed without taking any videos?"
Chapter completed!