Night Crow Master

Walking into the living room, on the ceiling, the chandelier lit by electric current shed light, illuminating the living room.

The living room, which is actually very large, has a smaller space due to the classical decoration.

The living room has three sofas, a long table, and several chairs.

Because of his professional habit, Jager glanced under the sofa and table--

There are signs of movement.

It should be because of this party that he moved the table and chairs specially. He made a special circle and walked from behind the sofa to the chair on the left.

Judging from the different wear and discoloration of the sofa and the chair position, only two of these three sofas are in the living room, and the other is not bleached by the light. It looks like it should be placed in the warehouse or otherwise not exposed to light frequently Of the place.

As for whether it was newly bought...this bench is a bit shabby...

With Yag's knowledge of Rodman, he likes to collect old things, and it is not impossible to buy such a sofa.

And at this moment, his vision became trance again--

In his field of vision, there were three people sitting on this sofa that was not eclipsed by the light.

A little girl in a pink dress, a lady in a red cake dress, and a man in a burgundy suit.

They raised their hands, as if taking pictures, and fixed themselves on the sofa.

At the moment when he subconsciously made a back movement, this trance scene disappeared in the next moment.

"what is the problem?"

Jager shook his head, and the unusual sights that appeared from time to time made him feel a creepy feeling.

Because of the angle of others, only Rodman noticed his appearance, and he walked to Jager:

"Yage, I'm really sorry, I have no time to prepare too many things, I can only let you sit in chairs."

Three sofas can seat 12 people in one squeeze, but only three people sit on each sofa.

As men, the three including Jager and Rodman actually didn't care about this.

"It's okay." Jager shook his head, then sat down on the chair next to him.

At this time, Yage’s senior Kolank clapped his hands:

"Come on, start the first activity now, scene reasoning!"

As he said, he turned his head, looked at Yager and said, "Yago, talk about the one just now—"

Everyone looked at him expectantly.

And this process very familiar to the detective agency also made Yager miss a little. He put aside the chaotic scene that was attributed to too little sleep, coughed, and said:

"Then, the plot is that the detective Mr. Aral died in the apartment. The clues include a bank-printed bill, a corpse, and a photo of the scene. The police said that his employer's lover strangled him. Please infer the real case. "

"The real case... Yage, you are so cunning, you came here." Aman Sela chuckled, "Then I will come first, I want to see the photos!"

At this time, Romand next to him asked his butler to fetch paper and pen, and a dice:

"I only have six-sided dice here, so let's make do with it."

"Then Aman Sera found a clue from the photo..."

Yager also took the paper and pen, and said while recording. As he said, he suddenly paused:

"Aman Sera is the owner of the flower shop, so the observation is not so careful, only a clue to the corpse can be obtained."

Hearing "the owner of the flower shop", Aman Sera was stunned, then smiled and said:

"I protest! The flower shop owner is also very observant, because he wants to observe the growth of the plants."

"But only for plants~" Another young woman beside her chuckled lightly. "If it was Igor, I could find more clues, right? Igor?"

After thinking about it, Igor replied:

"There is a difference between clinical and forensic medicine."

After becoming a doctor, he also understood the difference between forensic medicine and clinical practice.

Regarding traces such as scars on the corpse, he actually rarely touched them. What's more, he was talking about choking, which is actually difficult to distinguish.

"That's it."

Yager also nodded. As a detective, he actually received more commissions from various extramarital affair investigations. In one year, he only came into contact with two homicides, and he didn't really come into contact with forensic medicine.

Seeing Yage’s movements, the woman next to Aman Sera felt helpless:

"Igor, there will be fewer clues."

"Huh!?" Igor remembered now, and then looked at Jager, "Can..."

"No, you are a clinician and a forensic doctor is not the same." Although half-knowledgeable, Yager immediately used it.

"Haha, Igor, you are missing a clue." Kolank smiled, "I'm coming too, I want to check the bill."

"Senior Corrank is a bank clerk, isn't it?" Yager remembered the status quo just mentioned.

"That's right." He grinned, "I can use my authority to check the owner of the bill and a lot of economic information."

When he said that, in Jager's eyes, he turned into the weird posture just now, a two-headed man with two heads, ugly and hideous.

I was forced to suppress the palpitations of seeing this sight up close, and when I raised my head again, the sight had recovered.

However, Yager was already a little tired amidst this repeated chaos.

"What's wrong with you? Jager?"

"It's okay, I'm thinking you can get a few clues." Yager replied reluctantly, holding his forehead.

And the others didn’t hear anything, they just thought he was worried about how to make up clues——

"Haha, it's not easy to make up stories temporarily."

On the side, because there were too many people, several people did not participate in this detective game.

Rodman and the other person walked to the window, while observing the actions of Yager and the others, they secretly took out a small bag containing a powder-like object from the hidden pocket at the waist.

After Rodman handed his gaze to the man, there was a trace of seriousness in the pair of dark blue eyes, and said in a low voice:

"If you want to join the church, just eat this, Bachs."

"What's this?" The man named Bachs held the small bag in his hand, still smiling on his face, in the eyes of others as if they were talking about something interesting in college.

"Don't ask so much, if you want to join the church, just eat this thing."

Rodman stared at everyone who was playing the detective game, his eyes swept across Kolank, Aman Sera and others, showing a trace of nostalgia:

"Otherwise, you know."

"If you don't eat this, you don't even have to think about getting out of here..."

Bachs smirked in his heart, looking at his former friend, who would have thought that he was a member of the Black Bell Church, the biggest dark force in the fog?