Coroner Coroner

At this point, everyone can vaguely guess:

The warehouse fire three years ago may not have been a simple accident, but was related to Kadowaki Saori, Ebihara Sumi, and Kuroe Naoko.

Three years later, Shimabukuro Junhui decided to avenge her mother after careful planning, so she killed Kadowaki Saori and Ebihara Sumi one after another in just three days.

"She's definitely not going to let it go."

"Naoko Heijiang is her next target."

"And this is probably the only chance we have to defeat her."

Hattori Heiji's tone was slightly anxious.

Although the identity of the real culprit has been successfully confirmed, this Miss Miko, as a senior fan of Manager Lin, is an extremely difficult enemy.

Both were dead.

But they couldn't find the murder scene, and they couldn't see the dead body.

The skills of a famous detective and coroner are basically useless.

Under such circumstances, it is basically impossible to find evidence of Shimabukuro Junhui's murder through ordinary investigation methods.

So we can only sit back and wait.

When Junhui Shimabukuro attacked Naoko Heijiang again, he rushed out to catch him.

"Mr. Lin, let's go back quickly."

"Now Kuroe Naoko is still staying with Shimabukuro Kimie..."

"I always have a bad feeling about it."

Hattori Heiji once again suggested that everyone return as soon as possible.

But Lin Xinyi said again: "Wait."

"Ping time, take another look—"

"What are you looking at?" Hattori Heiji was a little puzzled.

"Look at this grave."

"Can you see that there is something wrong next to this grave?"

Lin Xinyi asked in a persuasive manner.

He didn't say the answer directly, but just took the posture of a teacher testing the students and let the students observe by themselves.

Hattori Heiji frowned when he heard this, and then focused on observing this ordinary-looking small tomb.

And Yuan Shan and Ye also followed suit and became serious.

After all, she was also Lin Xinyi's student.

At this time, of course, you have to keep up with the teacher's teaching rhythm.

but…

No matter how much Ms. He and Ye observed, she didn't see anything wrong with the grave:

It's just a barren tomb made of mud.

There are stones and fruit placed in front of the grave, which barely looks like a grave.

Other than that, there are only dead branches, fallen leaves, stones, and clusters of tall and straight weeds around the tomb.

It looked extremely desolate and ordinary.

If there is anything that makes people feel wrong, it is that in this barren mountain at night, this grave... looks quite creepy.

"What's so strange about it..."

Yuan Shan and Ye muttered to themselves in confusion.

But Hattori Heiji shrank his pupils:

"This this…"

"How could this be?"

"Oh?" The corners of Lin Xinyi's mouth turned up slightly: "Did you see it?"

Yuan Shanhe Ye: "???"

What "how could this be"...

What do you see?

She waited for her childhood sweetheart to give her an answer.

But Hattori Heiji just looked at Lin Shinichi with a strange expression:

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

"That's what I meant."

"But is it really possible?"

"That possibility cannot be ruled out, can it?"

There was an unfathomable exchange between the master and apprentice.

It can be said that Ms. Ye and Ms. Ye were dizzy.

She was like a scumbag in math class who watched the enthusiastic interaction between the teacher and the bully, and couldn't keep up with the teaching rhythm at all.

"What the hell are you talking about??!"

Yuan Shan and Ye asked helplessly.

But what ushered in was not patient answers from teachers and classmates.

It was Lin Xinyi's slightly disappointed eyes:

"You don't understand?"

"Haven't I told you all the knowledge about traces?"

"It's just such a little content, why can't you use it?"

He was like a teacher who taught the poor students with the wrong questions on the test paper after the exam, with a hint of hatred in his tone.

"..." Miss Ye was silent for a while.

"What do you mean 'I've already told you'..." She pursed her lips aggrievedly: "Mr. Lin, when did you teach me?"

"Haven't Heiji been teaching me all the time?"

"You...you even forgot when you attended class."

The poor student refused to listen to the criticism and even talked back, which made Teacher Lin even more angry:

"Last time in Osaka, didn't I teach you the knowledge of trace science in forest exploration?"

"Why don't you even see such obvious traces now?"

"I..." Yuan Shan and Ye were momentarily at a loss for words.

She thought about it carefully...it seemed that such a thing really happened.

Lin Xinyi was in the forest of Mt. Kumgang in Osaka at that time, and indeed he took her to practice and taught a lot of knowledge about traces.

Could it be that the strange things Mr. Lin said now can be discovered with the knowledge he taught at that time?

This kid even narrowed the scope of the proposition to the extreme.

It is equivalent to the teacher directly marking the key points before the exam.

Recalling the knowledge memorized at that time, He and Ms. Ye suddenly became motivated.

She secretly encouraged herself in her heart, and once again concentrated on looking at the desolate tomb.

then…

"What the hell do you want me to see?!"

And Miss Ye gave up completely.

"Hmm..." Lin Xinyi sighed lightly.

He looked at the female student in front of him who was 9 points similar to Mao Lilan, but 1 point more "naive", and couldn't help complaining:

"It seems that your comprehension is indeed a bit poor."

"If it's Mao..."

Lin Xinyi almost made the mistake of "bringing up other people's children".

Fortunately, Hattori Heiji stopped him in time:

"Mr. Lin! Don't mention Miss Maori."

"You also said before—"

"He Ye's mind is naturally slower than Miss Maori's, but she can't stand this kind of stimulation."

Yuan Shanhe Ye: "..."

"You, you..."

Gritting her teeth with Ms. Ye, she almost knocked over a big tree on the spot to add to the fun.

"Hmph!" She stomped her feet angrily, then turned around and walked a few steps to the side.

It seems that he wants to stay away from these two depressions of emotional intelligence.

And as soon as she left, she walked to the other side of the small grave.

It was already past 9 o'clock in the evening, and here was a mountain forest again, and the sight could not be seen clearly in the dark.

And on the other side of the small tomb, there are several small trees standing closely together. These trees are densely branched and leafy, blocking the front line of sight.

At first glance, I couldn't see what was behind those branches and leaves. I just felt that there was still a way to go behind.

Yuan Shan and Ye just moved a few more steps in that direction angrily.

Suddenly, by the light of a flashlight.