He didn't wait for the people next to him to stop him, he flew up and kicked up, the door made a loud bang, the upper half of the door was cracked by the bang, and most of the door panel flew out.

"Sorry... the door doesn't seem very strong, and it may have been knocked loose just now."

Under the stunned eyes of everyone, Fang Jing shrugged his shoulders.

"Wow... what a strong smell!"

As soon as the broken top half of the door was pushed open, Kotaro Torikai pushed back a few steps and covered his nose. For him with a far better sense of smell than ordinary people, the stench in the collection room was really serious.

"It smells like blood!"

Inner Sea also smelled this unusually strong smell of blood wafting from the completely closed collection room to the outside world.

The butler Zuobo tremblingly picked up the flashlight. Under the shaking light, they saw a corpse—the corpse of Old Man Qiao.

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"The time of death can be speculated to be last night. The body was stiff and slightly stained."

"The cause of death was slit throat, resulting in excessive blood loss."

"However, it is also possible that the trachea was cut, resulting in suffocation of blood entering the trachea."

It is also difficult to make a definite conclusion based on external wound observations.

However, there are a few points to note, one of which is that the eyes of the old man Qiao's body were removed, and they were not found at the scene.

Moreover, the old man's forehead was stained with blood and a small six-pointed star was drawn on the skin.

Kotaro Torimi is very interested in the true cause of the old man's death, and what prompted the murderer to commit the crime against him.

This is also the professional interest of being a detective.

"Xizuka, you can't touch anything at the scene. We need to protect the scene to ensure that it will not be damaged after the police come."

Kazaki Moji's voice came from the back of his head.

"Sorry, I found that this seems to be the wood carving I brought earlier."

The young man named Nishizuka gave an apologetic laugh.

"That...Mr. Nishizuka, your wood carvings should be placed in another collection room."

The butler Zuobo was pale, and when he saw the corpse, his figure also shook for a while.

Fang Jing glanced at Old Man Qiao's body, and after noticing the strangeness on his corpse, he also realized some problems.

However, he did not forget his main purpose of coming here.

"5 growth points are considered to be in hand."

With a light touch with his fingertips, he absorbed another cloud of Yin energy from the wood carvings collected by Hayao Hirakawa.

There was a lot of blood splattered in the collection room, and many collections were stained with blood... But there is no way to clean it, this place can be said to be an important murder scene.

There are also many collections in the collection room, but it is not convenient for him to touch them one by one, and slowly absorb Yin Qi from them.

Why was Old Man Qiao killed?His corpse also exuded an aura of "ritual killing".

"Okay... everyone go upstairs, there is nothing to see here."

Nei Hai couldn't take it anymore, he said this first, and left the basement first.

Feng Ji and the others also walked in the direction of the wooden ladder. Fang Jing turned his head while walking, and he saw the chair next to the desk. There were also a little yellow mud marks on the ground under the chair.

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After returning to the Gagomekan, although his heart was heavy, Kaze Matsuri Mokichi explained the situation in the basement.

"... Qiao Weng is dead."

Shikatori's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were wide open.

"Yes. His body is in the collection room. He was murdered."

He slowly looked around at the commotion, and then put his palms on the table.

"In addition, my uncle Hayao Hirakawa is also missing, and there is no one at present. Moreover, he took the key to the collection room beforehand."

"No...impossible! Could it be Mr. Hirakawa..."

Dongzi seemed to think of something, she quickly realized something was wrong, and quickly covered her mouth.

"No, Young Master Jun would not do such a thing. Besides, he came back at one o'clock at night, and the old man saw him enter the basement with his own eyes..."

"But Mr. Saeki, you also said before that you fell asleep in the back room afterward... and Mr. Saeki, when you met with us, the time on your mobile phone was around [-]:[-]."

Watanabe sighed, recalling the previous situation, and said in a low voice: "I also think that according to Mr. Hirakawa Hayao's usual actions, I think he is a person of noble character, and he is not like a murderer... But, Mr. Saeki, you testimonials on this issue do not corroborate anything."

The subtext is also very clear, that is, Hayao Hirakawa came back at one o'clock, and it is entirely possible that he killed the man and brought the body back to the room on the first floor, or that Zuobo and him were accomplices, and the two conspired to kill the old man Qiao.

Saeki was speechless and speechless, he could only stand there in a daze.

"No, now is not the time to talk about these issues."

Feng Ji turned to everyone with a slightly sad tone.

"For some reason, our communication has been cut off, which means that there is no way to ask for help - we need to send someone out to find someone to help."

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