[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the crime scene

"Mr. Dadi Saeki died about an hour ago." When Mo Xian slid down from the tree, the butler was helping Mao Li hold a flashlight for an autopsy. "There was a wound on the back of the head, and the cause of death was suffocation caused by hanging, I think," Mao Li looked up. Looking at the branches in mid-air, "Mr. Saeki Daichi should have been stunned from the back of the head with a stone or a wooden stick, and then the murderer hung him from a tree to die."

The time of death was an hour ago. Mo Xian raised his wrist and glanced at the time on the butler's flashlight. It is now [-]:[-] in the evening. Saeki Dadi died at around [-]:[-] pm. At that time, everyone in the living room dispersed. The murderer probably Just killed him while he was alone.

[I remember that at [-] o'clock in the evening, the sun had already set.] In the live broadcast room, Chen Yi, a patient with hypermemory, said, [The sky is getting dark, and this place is relatively remote. No wonder the murderer chose that time to attack. ] [After everyone dispersed from the living room,] Yan Li took out his small notebook, [Miss Yuko saw that the weather was getting better, she put on a shawl and said to lie down on the beach, the second son Zuo Bodun and his children carried the fish Went into the kitchen to play with the water, and not long after he went to find his wife Zhenchun who was sleeping upstairs, the youngest son Saeki Daichi, his wife Chunmiao and second daughter Qianhui went out to chat, and later Qianhui and Chunmiao came back to the kitchen to help the housekeeper Dinner is ready, about five o'clock.Her boyfriend Fukui is reading a book in the living room, chatting with Xiaolan, um, Conan glared at him several times, the eldest son, Mr. Liyang, is not in good health, and said he is resting in the room, and his wife Chuan Jizi is in the room with him. At around [-]:[-], everyone gathered in the living room. At [-]:[-], Momo discovered Saeki Daichi's disappearance. At [-]:[-], he found his body hanging from a tree. ][Their room is on the second floor, let alone whether there is a side door or something, it is quite simple to jump from the window. ] [Moreover, it is possible for husband and wife to shield each other. ][So, there is no suspicion at all, only Chunmiao, Qianhui and Fukui. ] After the autopsy, the housekeeper and Mao Li went back to the villa to find a stretcher. They carefully lifted the body, put it on the stretcher, and carried it back to the villa. As soon as they entered the door, Chun Miao rushed forward, hugging the body on the stretcher and weeping endlessly. Hui shed tears and patted her shoulder comfortingly, Fukui hugged Qianhui's shoulder and sighed.

Zuo Bodun, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up suddenly, pointed at Mr. Liyang and Miss Yuko and shouted, "Did you do it! Did you!"

"Dun!" His wife Zhenchun comforted the two children who were scared to cry by him, with an anxious tone, "Stop talking."

"If I wanted him to die," Miss Yuko choked with a sneer, "I would have done it 18 years ago."

18 years ago?Mo Xian looked over curiously when he heard this word, what happened 18 years ago?

"Yuko," Lianyang shook her head at Ms. Yuko with a straight face, looking at the increasingly furious Zuo Bodun, "Second brother is very easy to get angry, why do you bother to provoke him, Tun, I know you feel uncomfortable , but Yuko and I have no reason to kill our parents and Dadi."

"Why is there no reason?" Sniffing, Qianhui calmly turned around and said, "If I remember correctly, father's inheritance is divided according to the number of people. After Dadi dies, his inheritance will be shared among other brothers and sisters. superior."

"I don't have any interest in my father's inheritance," Yuko said as she stood up with her arms folded. She raised her head high and snorted disdainfully. "I don't bother to ask for such unclean money." After finishing speaking, she went upstairs Walk up, "I'm going to rest."

"You haven't had dinner yet," Lian Yang frowned and shouted, but Miss Yuko ignored her and went straight upstairs.

What happened tonight made Mo Xian hungry, tired and hungry, but everyone else was immersed in grief, and she couldn't say that the meal was spoiling the scenery, so she simply went to the kitchen to find any leftovers that could pad her stomach. When she left the living room and touched the wooden door of the kitchen, the butler's voice suddenly came from the door, "little brother, why do you want to know this?"

"Uncle Mao Li asked me to ask!" Mo Xian heard Conan's familiar voice, "He wants to know what happened 18 years ago, grandpa housekeeper, just tell me."

Mo Xian paused when he pushed the door open, and quietly hid in the shadows in the corner to listen quietly. The housekeeper couldn't stand Conan's pestering, and finally revealed this old story.

It turned out that Mr. Saeki's family history was not bright. His first wife, Shizuka, was a single daughter of a big chaebol. After marrying this wife, he gradually eroded the property of his in-law's family, and even made his father-in-law vomit blood to death. Mrs. Shizuka He wanted to divorce him, but he was put under house arrest on this island. At the same time, he hooked up with his second wife, Miki, and helped Miki upright after Shizuka's death.What they said 18 years ago was that Shizuka hanged herself after learning of the existence of Miki.

[In this way, the suspicion of Yuko and Lianyang, the two children left behind by the first wife, has greatly increased.] Any audience with a little brain can see this, [The father is the enemy who persecuted the mother, and the one who killed the mother Hatred is irreconcilable. ] [Yes, the motivation is sufficient, and these two people are very suspicious. ] [Hey, don't forget that the second wife's children are also very motivated, remember that Mr. Nishino?Moreover, Miss Yuko was right, if they wanted to kill someone, why didn't they do it 18 years ago?They haven't done anything for eighteen years, so why kill them now? ] [And I still think Miss Nishino's death should be a breakthrough point, she stimulated the murderer. ] [Don't go ahead, I feel that the murderer is a man, and he wanted to avenge Ms. Nishino. Nishino was probably killed by Mr. Saeki. ] [There is a loophole, think about it, Mao Li received the commission the day before yesterday, and Nishino died yesterday, if the murderer killed because of Nishino's death, how should the note be explained? ] [Unless the person who wrote the note and the murderer are not the same person. ] This case is too complicated, Mo Xian pursed his lips unknowingly, the two wives, the girl who died last night, the photos in Saeki Daichi’s room, everything is like a mess of yarn, there is no end to be found Where is the point.

"Dinner is ready," the housekeeper said. "What's the matter, let's think about it after dinner."

Mo Xian immediately ran back to the living room in three steps and two steps. Saeki Dadi's body had been moved outside under the eaves, and his hideous face was covered with a layer of white cloth.The orange light of dozens of candles on the dining table illuminated the dark restaurant brightly. In addition to the smell of the food, there was also the smell of burning candles in the air. Everyone sat on the dining table in silence, only the sound of knives, forks and chopsticks could be heard. Hearing the sound of the porcelain plate, the reheated food had a bit of astringent taste, Mo Xian put the food into his mouth while absent-mindedly thinking about the cause of Saeki Daichi's death.

If the three cases were committed by one person, what was the murderer's motive?If there are two accomplices, who is most suspected?

There were three murders, and everyone here was in a bad mood and appetite. Not long after, Miss Qianhui was the first to put down the knife and fork, pushed back the chair, and said softly, "I'm full," Her boyfriend Fukui next to her put down the knife and fork, "Everyone, use it slowly."

When Mo Xian put down the bowls and chopsticks, only Maori, Xiaolan, and Conan were left in the living room. Mr. Butler waited for her to finish eating and quickly cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks. She took two candlesticks in both hands and placed them on the tea table surrounded by the sofa. Sitting on the soft coffee-colored sofa, I leaned on it and didn't want to talk.

"Father," Xiaolan's delicate face was illuminated by the flickering candlelight, she rested her chin on one hand, "the police will come tomorrow."

Mao Li let out a "hmm" and spread out on the sofa with his legs crossed, as if he was recalling the details of the case.

"Uncle, the butler grandpa told me just now," Conan told Maori in detail about the news he had inquired from the butler. Maori became interested immediately after hearing it, straightened up and rubbed his chin, "So, Miss Yuko and Mr. Lianyang is very suspicious."

Mo Xian rubbed her eyes for the third time. For some reason, she seemed to be back in a high school class. The teacher was talking about some drowsy knowledge points in front of the podium. The sleepy head was bit by bit. Maybe it was too much work. Because of his energy and stamina, Maori also yawned again and again, stretching his waist and saying, "Anyway, the police are coming tomorrow, so let's go back to the room and have a good rest. If we have anything to say tomorrow."

"Speaking of which, I'm sleepy too," Xiaolan said listlessly, like a wilting flower, "Conan, Mo, let's go to sleep."

They each brought a candle, and went up the stairs to sleep in the guest room prepared by Mr. Housekeeper. In front of her eyes, there was a sudden thump in her heart, and she was immediately brought into a sweet dream by the sudden drowsiness.

[Wow, sleep in seconds, awesome! ]

[Broadcaster, you forgot to turn off the live broadcast, do you want to sleep during the live broadcast?I have no opinion, but I am worried that you will have opinions after waking up. ][It's so dark that you can't even see the broadcaster's sleeping position, sister, why are you blowing out candles! ] [If you don't blow out the candles, it will catch fire, but the broadcaster sleeps so fast, why does it feel a little abnormal? ] It’s abnormal, very abnormal, half a doctor’s forensic doctor, Lu Fanxuan, stopped his hand on the keyboard for half a minute, and then came up with a conjecture, [In the past, no matter how tired or sleepy the broadcaster was, he had to turn off the live broadcast before going to sleep. I suspect there is something wrong with today's dinner. ] There is indeed a problem. When the sun shines on Mo Xian’s face through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she opens her eyes to check the time. It is already 09:30 in the morning, and Xiaolan on the bed next to her is still dreaming. The curtain continued to sleep, but when she walked to the French window, stretched out one hand to the curtain, and glanced at the beach behind the fir forest.

She froze in place.

[That person, is he dead? ] In the lower right corner, a barrage slid tremblingly.