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Chapter 11 Sent away on the spot

As the saying goes, you can despise my reasoning ability, but you can't insult my common sense.

So when Serabel noticed the exaggerated beetroot bandage on the middle finger of his right hand, he didn't know what to say.

I wasn’t shocked, I just couldn’t understand.

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However, it is not difficult to understand why the strong man would do this. After all, if according to the modus operandi he deduced, in order to ensure that there is enough friction for the dagger to be taken out by inertia when the prisoner throws the body into the compartment, he will definitely Wrap two more layers firmly around the handle.

In this way, the length suddenly increased.

It's the same reason that the original black long straight with head and waist will shrink by at least one-third after being scalded by big waves.

Then add the length from the knife handle to the upper edge of the compartment, and the length from the upper edge of the compartment to the prisoner's hand outside the compartment. In the end, adding up to two meters is quite a limit.

But a bandage of the same length wrapped around a middle finger becomes... ah, I know it all.

There is no need to continue talking at this point, the showdown of both sides is thorough enough.

Serabel raised his hand and threw his outer pants back to the strong man, turned around and was about to walk out of the bathroom door, leaving only a light sentence on the spot.

"Put your clothes on yourself, and then explain to the police honestly. It is said that if you surrender yourself, you can get a lighter sentence..."

bang bang!

Before the words fell, there was the crisp sound of metal hitting tiles behind him.

Ok?

Serabel stopped and turned around to look back in confusion.

I saw the strong man throwing the pants he caught on the ground with force, the belt buckle colliding with the ground, and his face full of flesh became increasingly gloomy and fierce.

At this moment, Serabel was only four steps away from the bathroom door, but the opponent's position was only five or six steps away.

If both sides started sprinting at the same time, even if Serabel could reach the door first, he would be delayed due to the time to open the door, and would be thrown down by the strong man chasing behind.

One side is just a trainee detective, a minor who may still be in high school in terms of age; the other side is a grown man, and he is also a desperado who jumps over the wall after his tricks are seen through.

Even if a scholar outside the door who has no combat experience at all and only wants to catch up with his graduation thesis can see this situation, he will know who will win and who will lose.

However, even at this seemingly desperate time, Serabel remained calm.

"Why, is it possible that you still plan to kill me here? But even if you can really kill me, it's useless. The police outside are still guarding. If you really do this, you will probably be on the Tokyo police this afternoon. The reward order from the hall, right?"

He was actually speaking truthfully, but to the other party it sounded like ridicule.

"...shut up! Get out!"

The brawny man who had already torn his face suddenly burst out with a roar, breathing heavily and with red eyes, strode towards the bathroom door, stretched out his hand and pushed towards Serabel vigorously.

The movements are very unpretentious and also full of flaws.

After all, this is no longer the era of fighting with each other and talking with fists. No matter how hard you practice with fists, it is better to take more exams to get a higher salary.

However, there are always some people who are exceptions.

Snapped.

In the blink of an eye, a hand with a white disposable glove grasped the front of the strong man's forearm from bottom to top. At the same time, the other hand held the armpit and deltoid muscle from inside to outside... and followed the trend. Dump!

The book fell over my shoulder.

This is a technique similar to leveraging force in jujitsu. It is used to break the opponent's balance at the moment when the opponent's center of gravity leans forward when attacking, and rely on inertia to throw the opponent away.

It's just that modern Jiu-Jitsu emphasizes the competitive spirit, so the over-the-shoulder throw will eventually cause the opponent's back to hit the ground first, so that even if it is hit hard, it will not cause too serious damage.

But Serabel's over-the-shoulder throw is completely different. Compared with the over-the-shoulder throw in modern jiu-jitsu, he bends over and swings forward. To pull down.

The result of this is that the person being thrown will not end up on the back like a normal over-the-shoulder fall, but will first touch the ground with the head at the moment the body is completely upside down.

And because the distance is shorter and the speed is faster, it is almost impossible for even the world's top fighters to react and take action in such a tight time.

The inertia of the forward thrust, the force of the over-the-shoulder fall, and the weight of the person being thrown. The three heavy pressures added together are enough to break the cervical spine!

This is an over-the-shoulder throw in ancient Jiu-Jitsu!

The strong man didn't even have time to shout. The world was spinning so fast that he almost turned into mosquito-repellent eyes. He had no idea that death was right in front of him.

Ah, no, this is not a mission, we can’t kill him...

The extremely fast movement brought about the same extremely fast air flow. Serabel, who was calm when he heard the wind whistling in his ears, seemed to suddenly recall something. With one arch, release your hands at the same time.

Without the strength to pull downwards, his hand was raised instead. The strong man who lost the point of contact with his arm almost turned somersault in the air according to the inertia, and landed heavily on the ground. It was like a meteorite hitting the earth and making a loud sound. There was a heavy sound, and then he moved forward along the ground for a while until he hit his face against the wall. His body went limp to the side and he began to hold his buttocks and scream out in pain.

It looks like it's just the ass that suffers.

After confirming that her subconscious counterattack did not lead to any fatal cases, Serabel breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous..."

Such a loud noise in the bathroom cannot be completely ignored even through a door with a certain airtightness and good sound insulation effect.

Just three seconds after the heavy object hit the ground, the bathroom door was pushed open from the outside. The Mumu Police Department took the lead and rushed in, followed by several accompanying police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department.

"What's going on, what happened!"

But the expected scene of the gangsters getting angry and kidnapping foreign friends did not happen.

Serabel was still leaning against the wall gracefully and calmly, and was slowly taking off the white disposable gloves on her hands and throwing them into the trash can nearby.

On the wall to the left of his body, a strong man dressed in an exhibitionist manner was holding his buttocks and moaning in pain. He felt as if he had just been rescued from the basement of some racing girl.

The police officer at Mu Mu looked confused and had no idea what was going on.

Serabel could only remind her loudly.

"The bandage on the middle finger of his right hand was the murder weapon used to strangle the deceased."

"...Take it down and have a look!"

After all, the police department is still the police department. Although the reasoning is almost full of food, it still has the execution power it should have.

Soon, with several police officers working hard, the bandage on the strong man's finger was finally removed.

It was a bandage that was nearly half red with blood.

The blood of the dead.

Seeing this scene, it was useless to say anything, so the Mumu Police Department waved their hands decisively.

"Take it back to the bureau!"?

Chapter 12 Concubine Yingli: I was almost pouted?

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. At first, the strong man in trousers, who resisted forcefully and tried to resist arrest, was soon put on a silver bracelet and escorted into a police car with the concerted efforts of several police officers.

Perhaps it was because the way he looked when he was finally taken away, wearing only a pair of boxers and yelling, was so joyful that it diluted the heavy haze that had enveloped the cafe after the murder.

Of course, dilute it, it’s definitely impossible to drink coffee as casually as before.

The police car outside the cafe has left, but the number of onlookers is getting bigger and bigger, as if they smell a swarm of ants with leftover food residue.

From the beginning, I saw a police car parked on the roadside and came over to take a look out of curiosity. Later, when I walked past and saw why so many people gathered in front of the store, I came to join in the fun, and it seemed to snowball.

People have a mentality of eating melons. The former one knows the specific situation and tells the later one what happened, and the later one is asked what is going on.

Word of mouth has spread, and the murder case that happened in the coffee shop has gradually evolved from "someone was killed in the toilet" to "the owner of the cafe has two things to do, and the mistress has been killed alone in the toilet".

Especially when they saw that the person being escorted out by the police was a tall and muscular man in underwear, this rumor was further sublimated.

The perspective changed. Serabel, who had successfully solved the first case in her detective career, walked around the cafe after leaving the bathroom without seeing Sera Masumi, so she went to the front desk to pay the bill.

When he squeezed out against the crowd blocking the door, he saw a certain unicorn JK who had left earlier was bowing and apologizing to his sister while pressing the head of the glasses kid next to him with one hand.

"I'm really sorry that our Conan has caused you trouble!"

“Red bean paste makes you tired of Marseille…”

Conan next to him looked reluctant, but he had to bend down due to the heavy pressure on his head.

On the opposite side, Sera Masumi quickly waved her hands and smiled in apology.

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay. I just chatted with this little brother for a while. It's no trouble."

huh?

Serabel raised her eyebrows slightly.

If he remembered correctly, this kid with glasses should have been taken out by a female lawyer who was also a suspect. Why did he run away with Zhenzumi now?

Isn't it good to have sex with a mature and charming queen wife?

As if aware of the line of sight coming from not far away, the tiger-toothed girl turned her head subconsciously, and then happened to catch Serabel's gaze as she came out of the crowd, and couldn't help but wave her hand.

"Ah, Berni-chan found out, here, here~"

"……first meet."

Serabel walked over and briefly said hello to a certain unicorn JK, and then turned to Sera Masumi.

"I just walked around the store and didn't see you. Don't run out without saying a word."

"Hey, sorry, sorry, it's really boring in the main store."

"stuffy?"

"Well, I can't call it boring. The main reason is that there are so many people blocking the door and poking their heads in to look in. It feels like looking at monkeys in the zoo. Besides, I've finished my coffee anyway, so I came out first, and this The location will be visible as soon as Berni-chan comes out, so it’s not a big problem.”

Sera Masumi quickly changed the topic in the name of haha.

"By the way, compared to this, I just saw the prisoner being escorted out. Why him?"

"Because he had a murder weapon on him."

"He actually left the murder weapon on his body after committing the crime? This prisoner is so arrogant!" Masumi Sera exclaimed.

"Actually, I'm more inclined to think that he has no chance to deal with it."

Serabel slowly explained.

"Based on the situation at the scene, I deduced the criminal's general method of committing the crime, and analyzed that the murder weapon was missing a blood-stained cloth strip, and all four suspects did not leave the coffee shop. It was obvious that the missing murder weapon was It must still be on the prisoner, and all it takes is a thorough search.”

"This body search you are talking about...is it serious?" Sera Masaki said in a faint tone.

A trainee search officer wondered: "Are there still any improper body searches?"

"Berni-chan, just tell me honestly, did you do anything strange to the suspect during the search in the bathroom?"

"Of course not."

"Then why did they all look pouted when they came out?" The tiger-toothed girl looked sideways.

"stick up?"

Serabel thought about the meaning of this word in Japanese for a moment, and then said oh.

"I didn't poke them, I just searched their Ace..."

puff--!

As soon as he finished speaking, Sera Masumi covered her mouth and made a farting sound to show that a mouthful of old blood was in her throat and she didn't know whether to spray it or not.

The unicorn JK's face turned red and turned into beady eyes. At the same time, he did not forget to cover the ears of the glasses kid next to him with his hands, for fear that the latter would hear something unclean.

Serabel didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did: "Checking the back door during a body search is a basic course for investigators. It is the easiest place to hide things in the human body. Many drug dealers hide their goods there."

"Wait a minute, I understand the truth, but if I remember correctly, one of the suspects seems to be a woman. If no evidence is found on the first three people, when it is the turn of the woman, Berni-chan, you Are you planning to put your fingers in directly... um, check it out?" Sera Masumi narrowed her eyes.

"Does this have anything to do with gender? Besides, if the other party really cares, I can change someone else to conduct the examination, for example, I'll ask you, Zhenzumi." Serabel shrugged.

"I don't want it!"

"Gloved."

"Then don't!"

The brothers and sisters here were still talking to each other, but at the same time Conan began to look left and right. After searching for the enemy for two seconds, as if he had successfully found the target, his little hand shrank and slipped out of the palm of the unicorn JK, and disappeared. He trotted torpedo launcher and rushed to the long-haired playboy who was one of the four previous suspects not far away.