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"Enomoto-san! Ah? Enomoto-san?"

When Junko turned her head back and looked at Enomoto through the window, she found that Enomoto had disappeared.A few seconds later, Enomoto appeared at the door of the study at the scene of the crime.

Junko hurried up to meet her.

"Enomoto-san, it worked! The key was left in the drawer. In this way, the secret room has been cracked. Next, as long as the evidence of Deacon Akagi's crime is found, the truth of this case will be revealed."

Enomoto was not as happy as Junko expected.Although Junko has never seen Enomoto smile, but every time Enomoto unlocks the secret room, Junko is very clear about the light shining in his eyes.But this time, there was no such light.

Enomoto glanced at Junko, then went straight to the desk, checked the drawer and the position of the key in the drawer, then walked to the bookshelf, squatted down to check the edge of the bookshelf.

Enomoto frowned slightly, then stood up, put his right hand beside his ear, and rubbed his thumb and index finger gently.

Junko looked at Enomoto in confusion.

After a while, Enomoto stopped rubbing his hands, and Enomoto raised his head.

"This secret room has not been cracked yet."

"What?" Junko didn't respond for a moment.

"The murderer did not use this method to arrange the secret room."

Junko was stunned at first, and then couldn't believe it.

"Why not this way? Didn't the key go into the drawer securely?"

Enomoto paused.

"Lawyer Qingto, look at the drawers and the edges of the bookshelves."

Junko was taken aback: "Why do you want to look at these places?"

"You'll know it when you see it."

Junko looked suspiciously at the edge of the bookshelf, and was taken aback after only one glance.

"This...is a scratch?"

Enomoto nodded.

"It's the choke mark from pulling the wire, and the scratches from pulling hard on the key when it gets in the way."

"But, does this mean that the murderer didn't use this method?" Junko was still a little puzzled.

"These scratches and strangle marks are all left by our test just now, and there were no such marks before."

Junko thought about it for a while, and suddenly realized: "That is to say, if the murderer used the same method, would he leave similar traces?"

"Yes."

Junko suddenly slumped against the wall like a deflated rubber ball.The mood is like riding a roller coaster, falling to the bottom in an instant.One moment ago, he was still delighted to crack the chamber of secrets, but the next moment, he was mercilessly rejected.

"Enomoto-san, do you have another method?"

After a while, Junko asked Enomoto as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Enomoto shook his head: "Well, not yet. How to use this half-open drawer to create a secret room, I can only think of these two methods at present."

Enomoto's words made Junko completely hopeless.Junko leaned against the wall and sighed mournfully. If it is said that sighing will shorten her life by 10 minutes, then judging by the number of Junko's sighs just now, Junko's life will be shortened by at least a few hours.

Junko thought about the experiment before and after, and suddenly remembered something.

"Enomoto-san, the experiment just now was carried out around the half-open drawer. Could it be that the way the murderer arranged the secret room has nothing to do with this drawer at all?"

Enomoto looked at Junko and said, "If it doesn't matter, why is the drawer half open?"

"Maybe Yukihiko Shimazaki just forgot to close it!"

"Then why was the drawer closed again later?"

"Maybe the police accidentally closed it when they checked the scene?"

Enomoto shook his head solemnly, his eyes were serious like never before.

"The police check the scene of the crime and will not move anything at will. The police will not make such mistakes."

At that moment, Enomoto's eyes flashed sharply. For some reason, Junko was startled when she saw it.

"However, speaking of it, there is one more thing that I am more concerned about." After a long silence, Enomoto suddenly said.

"what's up?"

"Clover grass."

"Clover?"

Enomoto took out the photo of the scene of the crime from the bag he was carrying, handed the photo of the half-opened drawer to Junko, and said, "Why is the alfalfa here? It's strange!"

Junko took the photo, looked at it, raised her head and said, "Didn't Deacon Akagi say that? Maybe it fell off accidentally while feeding the hamsters."

"First of all, if it fell into the drawer while feeding the hamsters, then the drawer must be open at that time. Secondly, the alfalfa grass in the photo is still very fresh, as if it was just picked, if it was fed in the morning Yes, it should be wilted by the afternoon, if it was fed at noon, it might still be fresh, but Deacon Akagi did not feed the hamster at noon on the day of the incident, so when did this piece of alfalfa fall?"

Junko heard the words, resting her chin in thought.After a while, he raised his head and said uncertainly, "Enomoto-san means that Deacon Akagi is lying?"

But Enomoto shook his head and said, "That's not what I mean. I just care about it. Whether this piece of alfalfa has any significance or whether it is related to the secret room is still unknown."

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