I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

The scene of the crime has been dealt with cleanly, and even the sealed seal was removed by someone and stepped into the soil.

"Why, why is this happening?" Date Hang frowned looking at the devastation.

"Probably regarded as an adventure place." Jiuchuan Xingmu sighed lightly, and patted his shoulder on tiptoe: "Some idlers will come to this kind of place for excitement, not to mention that this is a university campus."

People from ghost clubs and detective agencies will definitely be interested in this case.

Then just destroyed the crime scene that should have been complete.

"It seems that it is impossible to find clues here." Jiang Gu Ling's voice was somewhat helpless.

——This is a case that the serving police officers find troublesome. Now they can know very few clues, and the probability of successfully solving the case is too slim.

"Not necessarily, anyway, let's try it first?" Jiuchuan Xingmu pondered for a while, and then said optimistically to several people: "Maybe the murderer will also turn around and look at the scene of the crime?"

After all, the suspects are all college students who are not skilled in committing crimes. If they escaped the first arrest by the police, they will definitely be worried that they will show their feet later, so they will come back to see the scene again in all likelihood.

As long as the more times he came, the more likely they were to catch this man.

Then several people carefully investigated the scene. By comparing the size of the shoe prints and the small pendants dropped at the scene, it was found that the two final suspects, the police, had both appeared at the scene.

...So, the clue is broken again?

"Sure enough, why don't you ask?" Jiang Gu Ling looked at his somewhat discouraged companion, and finally made this suggestion.

The remaining two suspects are the victim's juniors from the same club and classmates from the same class.

The younger brother had a dispute when the two were playing basketball. Someone once heard him say "I will kill you" to the victim. The classmate said that the two fought because of the school subsidy.

Several people struggled and decided to split up.

Jiu Chuan Xingmu and Matsuda Jinpei went to ask their junior together, and the remaining three went to ask that classmate.

"So it's that person again?" The junior just finished class, holding a book and wearing not-so-thick glasses. It's not hard to see that he is a very popular person, and he has attracted many people just by standing here. look.

"Sorry for wasting your time." Jiuchuan Xingmu took out the small pendant he found from the crime scene and asked, "Is this yours?"

The junior was stunned for a moment, and was about to grab the things with his hand, but Jiu Chuan Xingmu dodged it.

"So this is really yours?" Matsuda Jinhei raised his eyebrows, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his clear eyes: "Then please explain, why did this thing appear at the crime scene?"

"How would I know! It disappeared inexplicably two days ago, and I thought it was lost." The student stretched out his hand impatiently and was about to snatch the thing, "Hurry up and return my things! !"

Seeing that his hand was about to touch Jiu Chuan Xingmu's head, the next second he was tightly grasped by the wrist, and bursts of pain spread through the nerves.

The young man with a delicate face and a harmless look blinked his clear eyes and pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Well, don't rush over suddenly, I'm afraid it will hurt you."

At any rate, the junior who often played basketball and even was on the school team widened his eyes in shock—obviously, he was unwilling to accept the fact that he was bound so easily.

He flicked his wrist vigorously, but he didn't shake it off. The pain became even more severe, and he couldn't help but groaned: "Quick, let me go!"

Jiu Chuan Xingmu took a look at Matsuda Jinpei, and after getting the consent of his companion, he reluctantly let go of his hand, and looked at his junior with a beautiful smile: "Sorry, does it hurt a little...?"

More than just one point! !

The junior, who deeply felt the thick wall between professional and amateur, hid his dissatisfaction in his stomach, looked at Jiu Chuan Xingmu and asked: "How can I return my pendant?"

"Is this thing important to you?"

"That's right, I always carried it with me before, but I didn't know why I lost it suddenly a few days ago." The junior was unexpectedly obedient, and lowered his head and read: "I know you won't take it lightly. Give it back to me, but as long as you are willing to give it to me, let me do anything."

"garrulous."

The junior who heard the voice raised his head subconsciously, and saw the young man with calloused palms quietly lying on the pendant stretched out in front of him.

"What?" He didn't respond.

"Isn't this something important to you?" Jiuchuan Xingmu smiled, grabbed his wrist, spread his palm and put the thing on it: "It's not something a good policeman would do to take someone's favor."

"Xingmu!" Matsuda Zhenping was a little puzzled, "Just, just gave him something like this??"

Anyway, let's collect some information!

"Don't worry," Jiu Chuan Xingmu smiled seeing his companion about to go berserk, and leaned into his ear and said, "If he really lost this thing by himself, he should have found it long ago, right?"

After all, it is a treasured thing, and I will search it over and over again according to the places I have been to that day.

But the junior didn't find it, which only shows that he didn't throw this thing there himself.

"Hey, just talk and don't get so close!" Warm breath hit the ears, and the fragrance of washing powder on the boy's body seemed to be smelled in the nostrils. This made Matsuda very uncomfortable, and hurriedly covered his mouth. The ears opened the distance between the two of them.

This exaggerated reaction made Jiu Chuan Xingmu stunned, Doudou stared for a while before scratching his hair strangely: "Don't you and Yan Er often do the same?"

"...It's different!" This question stopped Matsuda Jinpei, and he thought for a while before answering.

"Okay." Jiuchuan Xingmu didn't care - after all, there must be some differences between friends who grew up together and himself.Then he continued to focus on the junior, took out another suspect's photo from the file bag and asked, "Well, have you seen this person recently?"

The junior took the photo and looked at it carefully for a while, and then said: "Yes, he came to our game three days ago and bumped into me hard in the backstage, so he was quite impressed."

"That's it." Jiuchuan Xingmu nodded to express his understanding, and then put the photo back into the file bag, pulling Matsuda Zhenping and walking towards Fugu Ling without looking back.

"So, the murderer should be the victim's classmate?" Matsuda Jinhei concluded while following Jiuchuan Xingmu: "Because he knew that the case did not end like this, so he simply stole the student's pendant and planted it on him. After all, generally speaking, this should be the most direct evidence of a crime.”

If it didn't happen to be something important to that junior, and the junior's reaction was too natural, then he should have stepped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it off by now.

"It seems that's right." Jiuchuan Xingmu frowned, and said in a low tone: "But now we don't have actual evidence, even if it is true that he stole the student's pendant, there are countless ways to excuse him .”

"So it's better to find the murder weapon?" Matsuda Jinpei preempted what he would say next.

"That's right." Jiuchuan Xingmu smiled, and expressed his pleasure that his companion knew so much about him, "So it's best to seize the opportunity that Zero and they are asking him now to prevent him from transferring the murder weapon."

"Transfer...meaning you already know where the murder weapon is hidden?" Matsuda Jinhei asked in surprise.

"Actually, I'm not very clear. In short, follow your intuition. If it doesn't work, you can use other methods." Jiuchuan Xingmu smiled a little embarrassedly. At any rate, the policeman said "intuition" based on the facts. Something is really weird.

He even said that he was a little worried that Matsuda Jinpei would not be willing to go with him.

But the fact is that he was completely overthinking. Matsuda Jinping pursed his lips and thought for a while when he heard his thoughts, and then nodded straightforwardly: "Okay, let's go and have a look, anyway, there will be nothing in the future." clue."

After receiving the answer, Jiuchuan Xingmu finally let go of his heart, found the laboratory in the original main classroom according to his memory, and sneaked in.

"Hey... We are also policemen after all, so there should be countless ways to get in more openly, right?" Matsuda Zhenping said to Jiuchuan Xingmu helplessly with a black line hanging on his forehead.

"There are many kinds." Jiuchuan Xingmu quickly browsed the names and corresponding positions of the personnel hanging on the door, and then said to Matsuda Jinpei: "But there are too many procedures, what we want should be high efficiency. .”

System: Is this the sequelae left by the beating workers?

Matsuda Jinpei: "... What do you mean by high efficiency, high efficiency entering the confinement room, high efficiency deducting credits, right?"

"It's okay, as long as you don't tell me and I don't tell you, no one will know." Jiuchuan Xingmu didn't go to the murderer's experiment table, but stopped at the victim's table and began to search. Ping: "In short, we are now grasshoppers on the same rope!"

Matsuda Jinpei sighed helplessly, walked to the murderer's table and began to help find the murder weapon, silently expressing his attitude.

"This is a good brother!" Jiuchuan Xingmu gave him a thumbs up, and then saw the corner of the newspaper under the laminated glass instrument, took a deep breath, grabbed the thing and pulled it out vigorously.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of glass instruments falling to the ground, the murder weapon also appeared.

——It was a fruit knife hidden under the murderer's table wrapped in layers of newspapers.

"Not bad!" Matsuda Jinping was a little excited, and was about to praise the boy when he heard a rush of footsteps outside.

It is the staff attracted by the sound.

So he hurriedly grabbed Jiu Chuan Xingmu and hid in a small corner of the laboratory.

The place was small, in order not to be noticed that the two were tightly squeezed together, Matsuda Jinpei could clearly feel the boy's tight skin and the lines of that thin muscle.

can also feel...

"Wait, Xingmu, are you shaking?"