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

Faced with the sudden concern and greetings from these unfamiliar guys, Yamacun was stunned for a few seconds holding his pen and notebook, and then showed a simple smile.

He scratched the back of his head and said, "Actually, all my friends are——"

"Mountain police officer!"

The police officer from the forensics department ran over and showed him what he had in his hand. "We found something very strange and suspicious. Please take a look."

Yamamura Cao put the notebook into his jacket pocket and said, "Okay, please wait a moment."

After saying that, he ran to the side and whispered to his colleagues.

Lancer was speechless. He was still eagerly waiting for Yamamura Cao to say more, but he was interrupted.

What a hassle!

Otherwise, just wait for a while and knock him out directly, then take him back to the room for hypnosis interrogation.

Ginjiu on the side noticed his thoughts and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, as if to remind him and teach him: "Anxiety will not solve the problem. There is someone who wants to know this matter more than you. Answer."

He had something to say, and Lancer followed his gaze and looked at Bourbon aside.

The blond man kept looking at Yamamura Cao's back, his eyes were deep, and probably no one knew what he was thinking in his mind.

Lancer raised his eyebrows suddenly, not particularly worried.

Taking advantage of this time, Lancer looked at the guests around him and felt that this case might be more difficult to solve than imagined.

The guests staying at this B&B include a family of three, a couple with a child. It is unlikely that such a family would come to kill someone.

There is also a pair of elderly people. They seem to have a good relationship and are very close to each other when talking. When the old lady said something, the old man beside her would turn his head and bring his ears closer.

Lancer thought that when he and Gin reached this age, they might not even have the patience to speak because they looked at each other for too long, so they would deliberately pretend not to hear, or pretend to hear and then chime in casually.

At this moment, Lancer suddenly put a hand on his back, pulling him back from his thoughts.

Ginjiu said in a deep voice: "Even if I don't listen to you, it must be because there is something wrong with my ears. Are you admitting that you are carefree when you are so unsure of yourself?"

Lancer apologized and smiled: "How dare I? I just thought about it casually..."

Gongnao is not very good sometimes, really.

Because the deceased was a middle-aged man in his prime, the suspicion of the old couple may be smaller.

Then the only ones left are the couple.

[System: giao, both of them are men. Which of your eyes can tell that they are a couple? 】

"Rings." Lancer glanced at the two young men's fingers and said confidently: "They wear couple-style rings on their hands, which speaks volumes."

At this moment, even Gin looked in the direction of the two men, his eyes fixed on the pair of men's rings of the same style.

It was not a couple ring in the traditional sense, but both men chose this ring, and even the safe distance was closer than the average person, so Lancer's guess was correct.

And although we don't know what relationship they have with the deceased, it can be concluded from the slightly uneasy expression of one of them that they should be inseparable from this case.

Gin casually took out his cell phone, wanting to see if any member of the organization had contacted him.

Unexpectedly, at this time, I heard Lancer's voice with a little envy in his heart, and he mumbled a little.

'The couple's ring looks so good...'

Gin scoffed.

All his money is placed with Lancer. If this guy wants to buy it, he can just swipe his card to buy it. Why should he envy others?

When did this kid become like other common people?

Lancer slapped him on the thigh with his backhand.

"If you agree to wear it, I will buy it for you." He was very arrogant. "What I envy is that people are willing to wear it. Do you think it is because I envy them for showing affection?"

Gin chewed on his cigarette and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Wearing that thing will affect the speed of your shooting."

Lancer said shamelessly: "As long as it doesn't affect my driving speed."

Gin: "..."

The words of tiger and wolf.

After a while, Officer Yamamura Cao returned to the hall and told them the news: "The murder weapon used in the murder of the deceased has not been found at the scene. However, according to the wounds on the deceased, it can be concluded that he was saw-shaped. The wound was cut open with a sharp blade, and then the internal organs were taken out.”

"Eviscers?!" Everyone was shocked. "Have all the internal organs been taken out of his body? Oh my god!"

"This is too scary!"

"very scary!"

Bourbon said: "Is this matter also involving black dealers?"

Yamamura Cao nodded and replied: "This possibility cannot be ruled out. Everyone here may be the murderer of this case. So in order to find the murder weapon, please take me to the rooms where you live in order to search."

"Please cooperate with the police, thank you!"

The police had already described the scene in detail, and they, the suspects, had no room to refuse.

The first thing to be investigated was the room where Yamamura was concerned about Bourbon and his party.

He looked at the open door and asked curiously: "You three live in the same room? Won't it feel crowded?"

Bourbon stood aside with his arms folded, and looked at the two people next to him with a somewhat joking look: "It won't be crowded. The room has a very wide tatami, and it's more than enough for an extra bed."

Their room was very clean, with almost no luggage except pillows and bed bags.

"It's really strange. You've been traveling to Gunma for so long and you haven't brought anything with you?"

He originally wanted to search his backpack and the like to see if there was any suspicious murder weapon.

However, Lancer said: "Before we came here, we stored our luggage at a friend's house. But it has been so long, maybe he has forgotten about it and hasn't contacted us!"

Yamamura Cao took a few photos with his mobile phone. Hearing his words, he seemed to remember something and shook his head with a smile.

"That's not necessarily true! For a person with a good memory like me, if a friend puts something here for me, I won't forget it!"

Lancer's eyes lit up, "Really? Has Officer Yamamura also stored things for his friends?"

Yamamura Cao nodded without warning.

"Yes! It was sent by a friend who is a detective in Tokyo. Speaking of which, he and I haven't met each other for a long time!"

Tokyo, detective, confront.