Coroner Coroner

Seeing that his friends had the strength to speak, Mori Kogoro heaved a long sigh of relief:

"Really...drunk and still sleeping on the pillow..."

"You almost suffocated yourself just now, you know?"

He patted Tsuji Hiroki on the shoulder lightly, sighing with relief.

"Mr. Tsuji?" Mao Lilan seized the opportunity, followed her father with some concern and asked, "Do you remember what happened just now?"

"I..." Tsuji Hiroki thought for a while in a daze:

"I just followed Kogoro and Zemu back to the bedroom and fell asleep on the bed..."

"Wait... did something happen to us?"

"I feel my chest is so... so stuffy."

He muttered indiscriminately, his eyes squinted half asleep.

Finally, not long after, Tsuji Hiroki fell into a drowsy sleep again.

"This..." Mori Kogoro was a little nervous.

"It's okay." Mao Lilan tried Tsuji Hiroki's breath:

"Mr. Tsuji's breathing has stabilized, we just wait for the ambulance to arrive."

"but…"

Mao Lilan took a closer look at Tsuji Hiroki who fell into a coma again:

"Mr. Tsuji himself doesn't remember anything."

"Dad, Mr. Sawaki, does any of you remember what happened just now?"

"No...I'm completely drunk."

Ze Mu just shook his head, showing a bewildered expression.

And Kogoro Mori, after some contemplation, replied:

"Um... I remember the two of us sent Hiroki to the bedroom, and then Hiroki swayed on his own, lying on the pillow."

"And then... and then I also broke the film, and I don't remember anything."

"Is that so...he fell asleep on the pillow by himself?"

"It seems that Mr. Hiroki really suffocated due to an accident."

Mao Lilan thought to himself.

Kogoro on the side was slightly taken aback when he heard it, and then he realized:

"Wait, Xiaolan, what do you mean, you still suspect that this incident was not an accident?"

"yes…"

Mao Lilan tentatively expressed her thoughts:

"Because Mr. Tsuji happened to be the killer's target, didn't he?"

"It's too suspicious that he had an accident at this time."

"That's unlikely, is it?"

Kogoro waved his hand casually, and reasoned very firmly:

"The murderer likes to leave tokens related to playing cards, but nothing strange was found in this bedroom."

"Besides, there are police watching outside the villa, so it is impossible for the murderer to crawl in from outside in the middle of the night."

"There are so many people in the villa, whoever wants to go upstairs to the bedroom and attack Hongshu will definitely be seen."

"As for the bedroom, there are only me and Zemu."

"It can't be our hands against Hong Shu, right?"

With that said, he also smiled and patted Ze Muzheng on the shoulder:

"Right?"

"Eh..." Zemu Fairy smiled with difficulty: "Yes, yes..."

"I'm not suspicious of Dad and Uncle Sawaki..."

"Just out of prudence, this possibility cannot be completely ruled out."

Mao Lilan was a little embarrassed to say her own thoughts.

Then, even though her tone was not so sure, she still firmly followed her own ideas and tried to investigate the traces of "homicide" that might appear on Tsuji Hiroki.

"The face is blue, red and swollen, but there is no trauma on the face and neck..."

Mao Lilan untied Tsuji Hiroki's clothes:

"The same goes for the chest, and there are no other injuries anywhere in the body."

"Only the nose and mouth are imprinted, and the pattern of this imprint is the same as the textile pattern protruding from the pillowcase."

"This shows that Mr. Tsuji's face was in contact with the pillow for a long time, and his mouth and nose were blocked by the pillow..."

"However, this does not completely rule out that other people committed the crime."

She checked and analyzed to herself.

Zemu Fairy next to him felt his heart tremble, and the smile on his face gradually became stiff.

Mao Lilan didn't notice this, she just continued to check seriously:

"The gums, buccal mucosa, and lip mucosa are not damaged or bleeding."

"The facial muscles are intact."

She carefully inspected Tsuji Hiroki's mouth, then turned over his body gently, and brushed the hair on the back of his head:

"There was no damage to the scalp, no subcutaneous bleeding."

It is easy to distinguish between being accidentally suffocated on the pillow and being suffocated by others pressing the head on the pillow.

Because the latter has a process of violence.

The skin on the back of the victim's head may have been compressed and bruised as the killer pressed down on the victim's head.

His teeth will also be squeezed violently against his cheeks and lips due to pressure, resulting in damage to the buccal and labial mucosa, and even facial muscle damage.

But all these signs did not appear on Tsuji Hiroki.

Elsewhere on his body, no suspicious injuries could be found.

Coupled with the pillow marks left on his nose and mouth, it proved that he lay on the pillow for a long time after being drunk, and bore himself like this alive.

After careful inspection, Mao Lilan could only come to the conclusion:

"It seems... this is really an accident."

...........................

the next morning.

Lin Xinyi woke up slowly from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Belmode's delicate cheek which was only a few feet away from him.

He was somewhat used to it.

In the past few days, Belmode has become his mother, and every morning, she will run to the sofa to wake him up more punctually than the alarm clock.

Even the morning will be prepared for him in advance.

According to Belmode, this is to relive the past time with him.

But today is different from before, Lin Xinyi didn't smell the aroma of food after waking up, but saw that Belmode had already tied that beautiful silver hair into a bun, and drew it in advance as "Miss Chris" face makeup.

She was clearly ready to go out.

Sure enough, as soon as Lin Xin woke up, Belmode shook the phone in his hand at him.

This is Lin Xinyi's cell phone, but seeing the unceremonious smile on the corner of Belmode's mouth, she probably answered Lin Xinyi's private calls while Lin Xinyi was asleep:

"Let's go, Boy."

"The Mumu Police Department called just now."

"It seemed that something interesting happened while we were still sleeping in the middle of the night."

"Interesting thing?"

Lin Xinyi asked with some concern as he got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"Yeah." Belmode nodded:

"First of all, it is the results of the investigation by the Metropolitan Police Department."

"They checked all the prisoners who may have had grievances with Mori Kogoro over the years and who have been released after serving their sentences."

"It turned out that these prisoners all had alibi, so they couldn't be the murderer in this case."

"Only one prisoner didn't..."

"Moreover, the Metropolitan Police Department has not been able to contact him even now, and they don't know where he is."

"Oh?" Lin Xinyi's heart skipped a beat:

An ex-convict who had a grudge against Mori Kogoro, not only did not have an alibi, but also disappeared completely from the police's field of vision strangely.

This guy sounds like a murderer.

Lin Xinyi looked over curiously, and Belmode explained in an understanding way:

"This prisoner's name is Murakami Takeshi."

"The mother who held Miss Mori hostage ten years ago was shot and subdued by Kogoro Mori, and has since been imprisoned."

"'Seven days ago', Murakami was just released from prison."

Belmode quietly emphasized the words 'seven days ago'.

And Lin Xinyi instantly understood what she meant:

"He can't be the murderer."