Coroner Coroner

"It can be said that Suwa entrusted his life to me."

"I will definitely inherit Suwa's will and continue to run our crime-fighting criminal investigation program well!"

He made a long speech in front of the live broadcast camera, the more he spoke, the more emotional he became, his voice almost choked.

And just then...

"Wow, woof, woof!" A burst of dog barking suddenly sounded at his feet.

Takashi Matsuo looked down:

I saw that big black-backed dog that had been guarding the door of the scene, unexpectedly appeared beside him at some time.

With its white fangs bared and bright red tongue sticking out, it circled slowly around Takashi Matsuo, its eyes sharp and vigilant, like a wolf staring at its prey.

"This...how did this dog come here?"

Looking at the interlaced canine teeth that were only a mouthful away from his leg, as sharp as a knife, Takashi Matsuo couldn't help swallowing nervously.

"Yes, why did Caesar come to you?"

Lin Xinyi's voice sounded leisurely.

Amidst the voice of questioning, he took the lead and took Mao Lilan and Naruto Asai to the end of the aisle.

The crowded crowd automatically separated a path for them. The three of them were wearing black formal suits of similar styles, maintaining a serious and professional attitude, and walked towards this side with their heads held high.

"We just let Caesar sniff the murderer's body odor on the pistol, and it locked you in."

"Mr. Matsuo, do you have anything to say about this?"

"What, what?!"

The surrounding TV crews were all taken aback.

And the photographer also pointed the live broadcast camera at Lin Xinyi's face in time:

"Officer Lin, what do you mean..."

"Mr. Matsuo is the murderer?"

"Oh, right!"

A staff member familiar with Takashi Matsuo immediately thought of doubts:

"Mr. Matsuo seems to be a very good gun enthusiast. It is said that the marksmanship is as good as professional athletes!"

"Could it be... Suwa who killed him?"

"uncertain."

"There may also be mistakes in the police dog forensics. It is still not possible to say that Mr. Matsuo is the murderer."

Lin Xinyi maintained a cautious attitude, but his tone did not soften in the slightest:

"However, since Caesar sniffed Mr. Matsuo out of so many people."

"I think, Mr. Matsuo, you should explain this."

"Is this... a mistake?"

Matsuo Takashi made a look of being wronged, and said in a panic:

"How could I be suspected?"

"Officer Lin, you also saw it. I was hosting the live broadcast by your side all the time!"

"No." Lin Xinyi shook his head: "You have ever left before."

"It was exactly 10 o'clock, the 3 minutes when the live program entered a break."

"That's only 3 minutes!"

Matsuo Takashi said with a full face of grievance:

"The studio where we broadcast live is on the 9th floor, and Suwa died on the 4th floor."

"Run from the 9th floor to the 4th floor to kill people, and then run back to the 9th floor to continue the live broadcast."

"In just 3 minutes, this is simply impossible, right?"

Lin Xinyi didn't answer directly, but just gave Mr. Matsuo a meaningful look.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly said:

"It's really a perfect alibi."

"No wonder you use such a strange way of killing people. It turns out that you are planning for this."

As soon as these words came out, Takashi Matsuo's heart sank, and his face froze immediately.

He suddenly realized that his carefully designed killing method seemed to have been seen through.

How did this happen... so fast?

Takashi Matsuo couldn't help becoming nervous:

Although he also made some preparations to deal with the traces, in his opinion, this exquisite murder trick is the biggest reliance to help him escape the crime.

Unexpectedly, the trick he had placed high hopes on turned out to be like the French Maginot Line. He spent so much effort to prepare, but in the end it didn't work at all.

"Running from the 9th floor to the 4th floor to kill people, 3 minutes is certainly not enough time."

"But what if you didn't kill someone on the 4th floor at all, but fired the gun on the 9th floor?"

Lin Xinyi asked the question calmly.

Then, without waiting for Takashi Matsuo to respond, he turned his head and said to Mao Lilan:

"Miss Mori, show Mr. Matsuo the evidence you found!"

As he said that, Lin Xinyi stepped aside naturally, giving his students the opportunity to show off.

And this time, Mao Lilan's imagination and insight did play a decisive role:

"This is your discovery, and it's up to you to explain it."

"Yeah." Mao Lilan nodded slightly.

She stepped forward and showed a transparent plastic evidence bag.

Inside the evidence bag was a warhead, a warhead deformed by the impact and stained with blood.

"I found this bullet through a bullet hole I found on the sidewalk directly below the window at the scene."

After realizing that the dead man might have stuck his head out of the window and was shot from upstairs, Mao Lilan quickly went downstairs to search for traces and verify his guess.

With those keen and careful eyes, she didn't spend much effort to find the evidence from the ground outside the building:

"That's right, there's a bullet hole in the sidewalk outside the building, shot from the top down."

"And the bullet found in the bullet hole had blood on it—"

"As expected, this is Suwa-san's blood!"

Mao Lilan held up the evidence bag and described his discovery, with a different look in his eyes.

Facing her confident gaze, Takashi Matsuo could only pretend to be stupid with an ugly face:

"What do you mean? I don't understand."

"It's simple."

Mao Lilan explained calmly:

"This bloody bullet found on the pavement floor proves that the deceased was shot down from upstairs with a gun after sticking his head out of the window."

"The deceased put his head out of the window and looked up."

"And the bullet pierced his forehead from top to bottom, shot out from the back of his head, and then penetrated the window glass further down, and finally formed a bullet hole in the ground."

"In other words, the murderer didn't shoot and kill in the utility room on the fourth floor at all."

"He poked his head out of the upstairs window and shot Mr. Suwa who was also poking out his head downstairs."

"That way, you don't have to spend time going downstairs—"

"As long as the marksmanship is good enough, even if the murderer is on the ninth floor, he can kill Mr. Suwa on the fourth floor."

"This..." Matsuo Takashi's tone became more and more anxious: "Is there still a problem?"

"Suwa is fine, why did you stick your head out of the window and let the murderer upstairs shoot you?"

"Because of that phone call!"

As if becoming a famous detective like Kudo Shinichi, under the light and camera, Mao Lilan confidently said the answer:

"Mr. Suwa received a call before he was alive, and then hurriedly left the office and went to the utility room."

"The call was obviously from the murderer."

"And the murderer only needs to find a reason to deceive Mr. Suwa on the phone...for example, falsely claiming that he is going to jump from a building."

"When Mr. Suwa is in a hurry, he will stick his head out of the window of the utility room and look up."

"In this way, the murderer can sit on the sidelines and kill Mr. Suwa with a single shot from upstairs."

With that said, Mao Lilan took out another transparent evidence bag.

In this evidence bag, there is a mobile phone stained with blood:

"This is Mr. Suwa's mobile phone, which was found next to the corpse at the scene."

"The last phone call he made during his lifetime, which was the phone call made by the murderer, started at 10:00:23 and lasted for one and a half minutes before it ended."

"Combining the circumstances of the case, plus the estimated time of death based on the autopsy results and blood coagulation at the scene."

"We can basically confirm that Mr. Suwa died at the end of the call, around 10:02!"

"And at this time, Matsuo-san..."

"Just during the 3 minutes when you took advantage of the live broadcast to take a break and disappeared!"

At this moment, Mao Lilan seemed to become her invincible mother in court again.

She laid out all the evidence in front of the "defendant", and then concluded with confidence:

"Mr. Matsuo, your alibi has completely expired!"