Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

"The edge of this knife goes very deep!"

Lancer lifted the white cloth covering the dead man's body and showed them the spot where he had been stabbed.

The three children quickly gathered around and nodded affirmatively.

"When you stab such a deep wound, there must be blood spattering out, right?" Mitsuhiko followed the tiny blood stains dripping on the tatami, and finally the traces disappeared suddenly near Makino Hiro.

He understood immediately and said angrily: "I know! You must have used something to wipe off the blood."

Lancer held his forehead.

He winked at Ayumi desperately, motioning her to look at the edge of the knife more, and then Ayumi discovered something very important.

"There seems to be something wrong with the angle of the blade. It looks like someone committed suicide." Ayumi raised her hands, "Generally, when a taller person kills a shorter person, the angle of the knife is from top to bottom. Bar?"

Lancer nodded with satisfaction.

"No way? Doesn't that mean this case is...suicide?"

"..."

After clearing his throat, Lancer walked up behind Miss Arisato, who was half a head away from him, hooked her neck with one hand, and stabbed her chest with the other hand pretending to have a knife.

"If this is the case, the angle should be just right. The murderer's figure will be slightly arched according to the height of the victim, and the parallel angle ensures that the tip of the knife will not be too tilted when piercing it."

"That way, just a pair of gloves would be perfect, wouldn't it?"

People had surprised expressions on their faces and looked at Makino Hiro.

Mitsuhiko suddenly realized, "That's why you don't have any blood stains on your body, but if it's on the cuffs -"

He and Yuantai immediately grabbed the other person's hand and peeled off the other person's sleeve to look, but they were unable to find any trace of blood.

"No way? The sleeves of the bathrobe are so big, and there are so many blood stains splattered out, how could there not be any at all?!"

Everyone fell into doubt again.

Lancer coughed twice and turned to ask Ayumi: "What is the first thing a person should do after death?"

"Let me think about it..." Ayumi pointed her finger at her chin and thought for a while, her eyes suddenly lit up. "Looking for the murder weapon and crime tools, right?"

"If the knife was not taken away here, then the prisoner must have taken away the gloves!"

Teramoto Yuhui crossed his arms and shrugged: "Where can I hide here? Makino's body has been almost scratched by the two children. Even if you let him take off his clothes, you may not be able to find any gloves." "

"And isn't there a lot of blood on it? Even if it is hidden on the body, it will smear out and be discovered, right?"

Lancer smiled: "Isn't there something else?"

"What?" The others were startled.

Then they seemed to understand something, and everyone's eyes unanimously focused on the spicy pot that was still boiling on the small stove.

The red soup and various ingredients are tumbling and bubbling with the boiling heat, making a slurping sound.

In this quiet little room, it is particularly exciting.

"Yue!" Ayumi turned her back and retched.

As if he had accepted his fate, Makino Hiro made no further arguments and lowered his head, exuding a sense of defeat.

Lancer picked up Teramoto Yuki's chopsticks from the table next to him, and with the man's twitching and twisted expression, he picked up the thin plastic gloves from the pot.

Because the color is similar to ingredients such as bean curd and cabbage, even if it is stirred up by boiling water, it will not attract attention, not to mention that the soup base is still bright red.

"The folds of your sleeves on both sides are different. You should have rolled up the sleeves before doing anything. These plastic gloves are very thin, and it doesn't matter if the arms are longer. Because you hardly eat, the ingredients are piled up in the pot. It won't be easily discovered."

While Mitsuhiko was disgusted, he found a plastic bag and put the handle in it. He could still smell the spicy smell under his nose.

Yuanta touched his stomach and frowned fiercely.

"I really want to vomit..."

"Stop talking, me too."

The matter has reached this point, and Dr. Ali finally spoke: "As soon as the police arrive tomorrow, the blood stain reaction on the test will prove that you are the murderer, Mr. Makino."

Arisato and Teramoto Yuki didn't understand, "But, what's the motive?"

Before Lance knew it, he had reached the door of the dining hall.

He glanced at the landlady who had not spoken since catching the murderer, and said casually: "I think it's because of Ms. Hisako's brother, right?"

The man who fell down looked downcast, as if he had nothing to do with the matter.

Teramoto Yuki murmured curiously: "Hisako's brother? Isn't he already dead?"

"Because there is still no way to forgive Ms. Hisako!" Lancer walked out of the door, the smile on his face also showing some sadness and helplessness.

"There is no way to forgive this vicious woman who killed her lover."

"What?" Everyone showed shocked expressions, "Lover?!"

[System: Damn it! That’s a lot of information! 】

Although he wanted to hear the prisoner's confession and repentance, Lancer knew that Gin didn't have much time left for him.

When he saw the landlady smiling at him and turning away respectfully, Lancer ran away angrily.

"Lance, where are you going?" Ayumi asked.

"I'm disgusted by the bloody gloves. I'm going to vomit for a while!"

"..."

The hotel layout that he had felt was wrong before, but after Lancer thought about it, he finally felt that the mirror was very awkward.

He ran to the mirror and knocked on it. There was nothing special about it, so he knocked on the wall next to it.

The sound is a bit hollow, which means there should be space behind it.

Lancer couldn't find any mechanism. Just when he was about to violently demolish it, for some reason, the mirror wall quietly opened on its own.

Thinking about the meaningful smile of the landlady when he left, Lancer seemed to understand.

He walked deeper into the extra corridor and finally stopped in front of a door that was ajar.

The soundproofing was not very good, and Lancer could almost hear the conversation inside clearly.

Even after giving Haihara Ai a long time to think about it, she still couldn't believe what Ginjiu said wholeheartedly.

"I know you too well. Although you now say that you can let me go in exchange for the antidote, as soon as you get the medicine, you will still find an opportunity to kill me."

"Gin, don't think of me as a fool."

Haihara Ai's tone sounded quite calm. Lance had a headache and was surprised at the same time.

He didn't expect that Gin would go to such great lengths to catch the traitor Shirley just to make a deal with her and ask for the antidote to Drug A? !

why?

Lancer's heart skipped a beat when he thought that the way the man looked at him in the past few days always had a hint of depth and sadness with some unknown meaning.

Could it be that Gin was for him?

[System: Be confident! It’s just for you that I’m riding a horse! But it suffocates me to death! 】