Kanagawa Taoist College Students

The car in the police station was parked in front of an independent villa. The two iron doors in front of the villa were closed. Because of the murder case, the head of the village police officer could not take care of it. It directly destroyed the lock and broke into the villa.

Because Yamamoto's heavy light and Iwata were involved in the case, they were brought into the villa. Unlike the iron gates outside, the two doors of the villa were opened, and before they entered, they could smell a thick **** smell.

The West Village police officer frowned, this **** smell is too familiar, usually only when there is a lot of blood in the scene, there is such a strong blood smell.

He walked in first, and there was no need to search everywhere. The deceased appeared in front of him.

In the huge luxury living room, a woman covered in her hair was lying on the ground, with a knife in her back, and she went out from the front chest, just in the heart of the left chest.

The blood flowing out of the wound spreads around the deceased and stains a large area.

All of them were policemen or detectives, and occasionally they were exposed to such murders. Although they were shocked by the **** scenes, they were not scared.

The search personnel automatically began to search around and check the situation of the deceased.

The West Village police officer was the most leisurely one. At this time, Iwata, who was standing seriously with Yamamoto's heavy light, asked: "Mr. Iwata, is this the scene when you came? Didn't it be destroyed by you?"

"Yes, the West Village police officer, because I learned a lot from Yamamoto, I can guarantee that there is absolutely no physical evidence to damage the scene." Iwata said vowed, because he had been there before, so he knew that he was The first suspected object must cooperate with the police investigation. He does not want to be detained for review. The only way is to cooperate with the police to solve the case as soon as possible.

"Xicun police officer, Iwata followed me for three years, I believe he will not make such a low-level mistake." Yamamoto's heavy light on the side also confirmed for his assistant.

Iwata looked at him gratefully.

However, although the Nishimura police officer is familiar with Yamamoto's heavy light and understands his personality, he only believes that according to the judgment of the evidence, he will not easily listen to a person's rhetoric and take a serious look at Iwata: "I hope, as you said, Mr. Iwata."

At this time, one of the witnesses who had already tested the corpse went forward and reported: "The West Village police officer, the deceased is expected to die in about 2 to 3 hours. There is only one fatal wound in the body. The weapon is a kitchen knife... ..."

With his report, the West Village police officer nodded from time to time.

Because it is only the most basic autopsy, it is only a general situation. As for the more detailed report, it is necessary to bring it back for further examination.

"Let's check if there is a camera nearby, whether it is 2 to 3 hours before the suspicious person appears nearby. Also, ask the nearby residents if they hear anything or see what..." The police officer began to instruct.

“Yes!” The search personnel expanded the scope of the search, and of course included other rooms in the entire villa.

Li Xuehao has already arrived near the villa, but he has no rash to rush in, relying on the "eyes" on Yamamoto's heavy light, he can see everything that happened in the villa clearly, even the police can not see Something he saw also.

The woman lying on the side of the floor was blocked by her hair and could not see the appearance at all. However, for a translucent figure around her, Li Xuehao could see clearly.

It was a young woman in her twenties. She was very beautiful. She was about seven meters tall and had a proud figure. It seemed to be a model work, but she was scared and unbelievable at the moment. She probably already knows what happened.

This translucent figure is the soul of a dead woman. In the face of the "body" that has lost its life, it will be unacceptable to anyone.

When she was young, she was killed. She had a strong grievance. If she did not resolve it, it would soon become a grievance.

Neither the Nishimura police officer nor Yamamoto's heavy light can see her existence. After all, they are just ordinary people.

"Xicun police officer, we checked a few rooms and found some situations." Not long after, the search personnel who went to other rooms to search back came back and reported the latest situation. "We found that the room was rummaged. The traces of the past, without seeing valuable things or cash, may have been taken away..."

"That is, is this a robber burglary murder case?" West Village police officer frowned, instinctively told him that the case is not that simple.

"Dad, no, West Village police officer, I don't think it's that simple. I have already seen it. There is no panic or panic on the face of the deceased. If the robber is robbed, she will not be so calm. Therefore, I suspect that this may be the murderer’s suspicion.” The West Village’s real name is seriously inferred.

"Well... there may be acquaintances committing crimes." The West Village police officer was undecided about her speculation and was slightly indulged.

But the spirit of the young woman next to her excitedly wanted to say something, but no matter how loud she said, no one could hear it.

The only thing that can be heard is Li Xuehao, who is thinking about what method to go in for a bright and honest way.

At this time, the situation has changed. When he stood outside, he saw a black car coming from far and near, and when he was preparing to rush into the iron gate, he was guarded by two policemen at the door. Stopped.

"Who are you, the police are working on the case, please leave!"

The black car did not directly rush in. After stopping, a man came down from the car. About 30 years old, he was extremely handsome and tall. He was one meter eighty-five. He said anxiously: "Hello, this The house is my wife. I heard that there are a lot of policemen here, so I want to ask, what happened here?"

"I am Mr. Domoto..." The handsome men who the two police officers saw were all taken aback.

"Yes, I am a hero." The handsome man introduced himself modestly, but his face still has an anxious color. "Can you tell me, what happened here? Why are you coming here?"

One of the policemen looked at him with some sympathy and said: "Mr. Domoto, I hope you don't be too excited after hearing it, Mrs. Donn is too... she was killed."

"What?" The hero of the book was pale and his body began to falter. It seemed that he was scared by this amazing news.

"Mr. Domoto, Mr. Domoto..." The policeman who looked at him with sympathy quickly stepped forward to hold him.

The heroic face of Domoto is full of grief and it seems that he can't accept this blow. After a good time, he tried to keep calm and said: "Excuse me, can I go in?"

"Yes, Mr. Domoto, you can go in." The policeman who helped him quickly said, after all, he is not an outsider, not only the husband of the deceased, but also a famous celebrity who is famous all over the country and even won an international award. In order to prevent him from falling, the police still held him and walked into the villa.

Li Xuehao was not far away, he suddenly thought of how to enter the villa, although the reason is far-fetched, but it is better than standing outside to help.