At the bottom of the police academy, I conquered the first place in the police academy group

Sang Yue stood up, feeling extremely uneasy: "Xiao Ying's state just now is not right, I'm going to have a look."

Jiang Guling held her back: "I just understand now, what is the meaning of that guessing game?"

"What?" Sang Yue worried.

"The murderer is not for us to guess his heart, but for us to guess each other's heart."

Sang Yue thought for a while: "You mean, it knows that we are all policemen, and deliberately played this so-called game to drive a wedge between us?"

"Yes, loyalty, sincerity, confidence, love, and filial piety are all the qualities that the police need. This man hates the police. In his eyes, the police do not have these qualities at all.

The so-called "mind guessing game" is just a bargaining chip for us to fight among ourselves, but it may not have expected you to find the right person so quickly. "

Sang Yue probably understood after hearing this: "So at that time, no matter where we stood or what our position was, couldn't we save Su Wo Qiancheng?"

Jiang Gu nodded slightly: "That's right, the reason why it found a time when so many people would gather and arranged the crime scene in this way is to attract the attention of the onlookers.

And the Heibu who 'does not allow other policemen to enter the vicinity of Guihai Temple' is also because he wants to see the seven of us quarreling with each other because of 'suspicion'. "

"Wow, this bastard..." Sang Yue clutched her heart, feeling uncomfortable. "I thought I killed Su Wo, I..."

As soon as she finished speaking, seeing Jiang Guling looking at herself with a half-smile, Sang Yue suddenly thought of something: "Wait a minute, wait a moment, shouldn't, shouldn't..."

Jiang Gu Ling's smile deepened, and she finally came to her senses.

"But if that's the case, then the dead one is..." Sang Yue's dark gray pupils froze slightly.

"Let's go, let's check about that guy's changing clothes."

The geisha in pink led Sang Yue and Fugu Ling towards the inner door on the first floor. The whole building is Japanese-style and windy, so the eaves are also very low. Sang Yue's height doesn't matter, but Fu Gu Ling bows his head from time to time.

"The dressing gentleman's surname is Hasegawa. He suddenly disappeared from the veranda a month ago, leaving behind a letter of curse to Qiancheng." She walked in front with a lamp in her hand.

The entire corridor is lit with oil lamps, and the lights are bright everywhere, but there are always gaps where the light cannot be found.

Inside those gaps are the years of some women.

The geisha in pink didn't wear shoes, and walked forward in small steps on white cotton socks, chatting with Sangyue while walking: "Hasegawa is the changer who has been working here for the longest time. When he was young, he had a car accident and his right foot A little lame, but still a very nice person.

Although we can all understand that he fell in love with Qiancheng, after all, he and Qiancheng grew up together, and Qiancheng is indeed more beautiful than women.

But we find it hard to believe that he would go to extremes and curse Qiancheng, two criminal lords, do you really think he burned Qiancheng to death because of love and hatred? "

"It's not yet possible to judge this, and we can't make subjective assumptions just because of a simple curse letter." Sang Yue replied.

"That's it, you're really a reassuring lady police officer. No wonder Qiancheng has been praising you, saying that you are different from other policemen, and that he sees hope for the future of Japanese policemen from you."

Sang Yue was a little embarrassed: "I deserve it."

Jiang Gu Ling smiled lightly: "Do you know why Su I hate the police so much?"

"Ah, it seems that his mother was killed by the police. After his parents passed away, he was adopted by Youlin's mother."

"Is it true that the oiran can't get married and fall in love all his life?" Sang Yue asked.

"Well, this is the rule of all verandas. There is only one oiran in each verandah. This oiran is the result of the cultivation of the verandah's mother who has exhausted her whole life. It consumes not only financial resources but also all the energy. There is one in Kanagawa. A porch oiran wanted to leave the porch, but was killed by the porch's mother, oh, what a pity."

Seeing that the two police officers behind were silent, the geisha in pink seemed to realize that she had said something wrong, covered her mouth and shouted: "I absolutely did not imply that Mother Youlin is a murderer, please don't misunderstand."

"How could it be?" Sang Yue smiled softly, and followed the footsteps of the pink-clothed geisha. "You should be very happy that Qiancheng died, right?"

"Huh?" The pink-clothed geisha paused slightly, the powder on her face was pretty rose-colored, but it was a little weird in the dimly lit candlelight. "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Gu Ling took a step forward and stopped at the door of the dressing room. He turned his head and pouted at the fingers of the pink-clothed geisha carrying the lantern: "Alice means that there are gypsophila pollen under your nails."

The geisha in pink loosened her hand and almost missed the lantern.

The makeup on her face was like a cracked mask, unable to hide the elegant smile just now: "What, what?"

Sang Yue took a step forward, grabbed the left hand of the pink-clothed geisha, put her nose between her fingers and sniffed lightly: "Well, it still smells like pollen. Do you want me to take you to the identification department of the police station to check it out?" ?”

"I, I..." the geisha in pink begged. "I put pollen in Qiancheng's clothes, but I definitely didn't kill the person. I was still in the dressing room when Qiancheng disappeared. All other sisters can testify to me!"

"Why are you doing this?" Sang Yue threatened her with a cold face. "You should know that Qiancheng is allergic to this thing, what do you want to do?!"

"I just want him to make a fool of himself and embarrass him in front of the guests. I really don't want to kill him." The geisha in pink was about to cry, she begged.

"I beg you, please don't tell Mother Youlin about this. I will tell you everything you ask me."

Sang Yue rolled her eyes and thought of a plan: "We don't want to doubt you, but you do have the tendency to kill people. After all, pollen allergies can kill people."

"I really didn't..."

"Before Qiancheng said that his hands were burned by a guest and pushed off the roof, it must have something to do with you, right?"

The geisha in pink shook her head desperately, and the beautiful flower hairpins on her head were all in a mess: "No, it's not me! When Qiancheng fell from the roof, everyone was eating on the first floor."

"How are you so sure?" Sang Yue asked.

"Because I was in charge of distributing meals at the time. I remember very clearly that the people in the entire veranda ate on the first floor. Everyone can testify to me. I really just put some pollen full of baby's breath in his clothes." .”

Sang Yue and Jiang Gu Ling looked at each other, that's right.

Those so-called pranks and threats, in fact, no one has ever witnessed by Suwo Qiancheng's side.

Jiang Gu Rei saw that the pink-clothed geisha had already been frightened by Sang Yue, so he struck while the iron was hot: "Where is that so-called curse letter?"

"I know, I'll show you." The geisha in pink took out a bunch of keys from her belt, and opened the innermost one of the row of wooden doors in front of her.

"This is where Hasegawa lived before. No one has lived here since he left. Huh? Why is the door lock open?"

Jiang Guling stood at the door, stretched out his hand and pushed lightly, and the door swung open.

The smell of dust inside came to the face, but it was not as strong as imagined, and the old feeling was still fresh, as if someone had just opened the door.

The room was piled up, dust was blowing everywhere, and the light of the lantern illuminated the fine dust flying in the air.

Jiang Gu Ling waved the filth in front of him, and roughly glanced at the furnishings in the entire room, only one glass door leading to the backyard was ajar, and the glass door was not locked.

"That's right, that's it." Jiang Gu Ling closed the door, and he exited the room, looking at the cold air outside and the unknown birdsong in the distance. "But why are they doing this? The motive, what is it..."

Turning around, he saw Sang Yue's serious face.

"Zero, this incident may have something to do with Matsuda."

Matsuda?

Why did she suddenly mention Matsuda?

Matsuda's father was a professional boxer. He was mistakenly arrested as a murderer after a murder case, and the deceased was a former professional boxer.

But the two don't seem to be directly related, how did tsuki know?

I thought it was a large-scale murder that maliciously provoked the police, but I didn't expect that a case 15 years ago might be involved.

The night fog was thick, and many people who had been ruled out of suspicion had been evacuated by the police, leaving only a few witnesses who fully witnessed the incident, but there was very little to say.

When Sang Yue and Jiang Gu Ling returned to the scene of the crime, Xiao Xinyi was holding a biscuit box and playing with it.

"What are you looking at?" Sang Yue walked over and looked at a long biscuit box in his hand, pulling it back and forth.

The plastic tray and paper box of the biscuit box made a "creak, creak" sound.

Xiaolan squatted beside him, looking up at Sangyue: "Sister Yuqi, Xinyi said that he wants to understand this 'magic'."

"Magic?" Jiang Gu Ling was also attracted, he touched Shinichi's head, squatted down and looked at the biscuit box in Shinichi's hand.

Two heads, one big and one small, one gold and one black, were put together.Fugu Rei asked, "What kind of magic?"

"That's it!" The lid of a new biscuit box was closed, and it was placed horizontally in front of everyone.

"The name of this magic is 'changing biscuits'. First of all, it's about the lid. When I pull out the biscuit tray, you will find that there are no biscuits inside.

But I tucked the cookie tray back in and blew on it, and when I opened it up, there was a whole bunch of cookies inside. "

He did so while talking.

When the biscuit box was opened for the first time and there was nothing in it, and when it was opened for the second time, it was full of biscuits, and Xiaolan showed an "amazing" expression beside her: "My God, Shinichi, how did you do this?" of?"

Jiang Gu Ling chuckled and saw the magic of this magic toy: "That's because this biscuit tray has two layers. The top layer has biscuits, but the bottom layer doesn't. It is time to pull the lower biscuit tray.

And when you pull it out for the second time, hide the second layer under the first layer, and use the blind spot of vision to make the biscuit appear out of thin air..."

correct.

Visual blind spots, illusions!

It turned out to be the case.

Fugu Ling's purple-gray pupils turned into knives and swept across the crowd, and finally locked on one of them.

That's right, it's him.