Ke Xue: I know magic and I want to destroy the world

"Sir?" The maid saw the man in Western clothes and quickly introduced, "This is the famous detective Mr. Mouri Kogoro."

"Oh?" the man said in surprise, "You are the famous detective, but why are you here?"

"This, I just passed by by chance."

Chi Chufeng looked at the man through the smiling Uncle Maori.

He has a round face, thick eyebrows, big eyes and a round nose, long sideburns and slightly curly short black hair.

He looked like a musician he had seen before.

This person is Tatsuhito Funamoto, the 43-year-old owner of the Funamoto family.

The child is his son Touji Funamoto, 8 years old.

Chapter 616 Is this really true?

"Little brother," Mouri Kogoro suddenly asked the child, "What's so strange about that foreign woman?"

"Because she asked me a lot of strange questions,"

The child responded: "She said, 'Did you really see the accident?', 'Did you see the face of the person who had the accident?' and 'Did you tell your dad about it?' ?'In this way..."

"Then what?" Mouri Kogoro asked in concern, "How do you answer?"

"I just said that I told my mother a little bit, and then the woman laughed. That woman must have killed my mother!!"

"That's enough, Tousi! Stop talking nonsense!" Funaben Daren called to stop his son.

"But Dad..."

"Police department," Uncle Maori was very concerned about the child's words, "If this is really the case, the foreign woman is very suspicious. The key is what happened to the accident she mentioned?"

"Actually, we also heard this kid talk about the accident when we came here."

Megure looked at the child who was talking to Funamoto Tatsuhito and shook his head and said, "But after going to the scene to investigate, no other witnesses were found, and there were no traces of any accident at the scene."

"Then what this kid said..."

"I'm afraid it's because of the memory confusion caused by the stimulation of his mother's death. It's not uncommon for him to confuse images seen in movies or TV with real memories."

Mumu sighed: "And if it was because of the accident that someone wanted to kill someone, the child who saw the accident scene should also be killed. In addition..."

"I heard that the murdered lady went out to throw out garbage four times a week, and also went out for jogging in the morning. If she was shot, she should target these times. Do we need to take a special risk and sneak into the lady's room on the second floor to ambush and wait for her to come back?"

Everyone went to the second floor to check out the room where the incident occurred.

"A month ago, I went fishing with my colleagues in the company and accidentally fell off a rock."

The maid led the way while talking to Uncle Maori, "I have been in a wheelchair for a month, and the doctor said that the plaster can be removed in half a month."

"Then the master's room is on the first floor?"

"No, it's next to the wife's room on the second floor. When the master wants to go up to the second floor, he holds my shoulder and goes up the stairs, and then I carry the wheelchair up to the second floor."

"Then it's really hard for you alone."

"No, I'm not very tall."

When he arrived at the room where the incident occurred, Chi Chufeng first observed the entire scene layout.

The bed, tables and chairs look quite simple. In front of the entrance is a floor-to-ceiling balcony, and you can clearly see the blood stains on the balcony.

"It was on this balcony that the lady was shot in the head and died leaning against the wall."

Chi Chufeng followed Mu Mu to the balcony French window.

In addition to the blood stains on the balcony wall, there was also a hook with a rope hanging straight down from the railing.

It seemed that the murderer climbed up to the balcony on the second floor along the rope. The glass at the bottom of the floor-to-ceiling window near the corner of the door lock was broken.

"The murderer probably climbed up, broke the glass of the balcony door, unlocked it, and slipped in," Mumu explained. "This place faces the embankment, so it's not easy to see."

"Is that really true?"

Chi Chufeng faced the wind and looked at the river embankment on the opposite side that blocked his view, then raised his head and looked at the top of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"The glass below near the door lock was broken, but there was a lock above but it was fine."

"Maybe it's because my wife likes to watch the stars," the maid said sadly. "My wife often goes to the balcony to gaze at the stars at night, so she may have forgotten to lock it."

"Forgot to lock it?" Chi Chufeng smiled and stopped talking.

"Madam was shot at about 9:10 to [-]:[-] the night before yesterday. Didn't she just come back from her friend's family banquet?" Uncle Maori asked seriously.

"Yes, my wife said she wanted to rest as soon as she came back, and then she went back to her room."

"That is to say, Criminal 003 had sneaked in before that and was lurking somewhere in the room. When the lady entered the room, he walked to the balcony as usual and shot from behind, and then took off the pearl necklace that the lady was wearing. He grabbed the bracelet and fled the scene."

Uncle Maori seemed to have returned to the time when he was still a criminal policeman.

"The prisoner is indeed a veteran."

"Actually," Takagi interjected, "there may have been some negligence due to panic. In addition to the rope with the hook, the prisoner even dropped the pistol at the scene. We found it on the grass under the balcony, and there was also a silencer installed. "

"Even repeat criminals always get a little panicked when they escape."

"Officer Takagi," Chi Chufeng asked, "can you show me photos of the scene?"

"Ah, yes."

The forensic personnel took quite comprehensive photos. In addition to photos of the scene after the crime, there were also close-ups of the victim's body from all angles and close-ups of relevant evidence.

Chapter 617 The lady who likes to observe the stars

This case doesn't look like a robbery case at all.

There was also a pearl earring on the table, and another was found on the right ear when the body was being moved.

Even without considering these, it is difficult to make sense logically.

If the robber only wanted to steal necklaces and bracelets, there was no need to cause murder.

The same goes for stealing after the mistress goes to bed.

It was possible to kill someone and silence him unless he was caught face to face. However, according to the scene of the crime, the victim was killed on the balcony facing the river embankment.

What's even more ridiculous is that all the crime tools were left at the scene. It can't be explained by panic or carelessness.

Rather than saying that the murderer was negligent, it would be better to say that he could only stay at the scene.

Thinking about the earrings, it was more like I had just returned to the room, picked off an earring and put it on the table, and then someone called me to the balcony.

"Excuse me," Chi Chufeng looked at the maid and asked, "Did Madam wear these pearl earrings when she went out that day?"

"Correct."

"Where were you around 9 to 10 pm the night before the lady was killed?"

"Me, me?" the maid said in shock, "Are you doubting me? By the way, who are you?"

"Me?" Chi Chufeng smiled slightly, "I am the senior advisor of the Metropolitan Police Department. Can you tell me where you were when the crime occurred?"

The maid was startled when she heard this, and quickly looked at Police Megure. When she saw him nodding in approval, she suddenly became more respectful.

"Two friends and I were in the living room downstairs, discussing the need for vegetables for the family banquet that was supposed to be held today. We were there from before 9 pm until after 11 o'clock when my friends went back..."

"About this," Takagi took out his note and said, "I have already asked those two friends. Di was indeed with her at that time, and they also saw Madam returning to her room to rest."

"What about Mr. Funamoto?" Chi Chufeng suddenly asked, "Where was Mr. Funamoto at that time?"

"The master and the young master finished dinner and went back to the room to rest before the wife came back," the maid said. "The master has been pestered by the young master since the evening before yesterday. He is probably tired."

"In this case, Funamoto-san has no absolute alibi."

"Hey, Master Chichu!"

Mumu hurriedly shouted to Chi Chufeng who seemed to be about to make a decision.

"The gunshot wound suffered by the lady was a penetrating wound from the back of the head to the forehead. Considering the angle of entry of the bullet, the prisoner's height should be over 180cm, while Mr. Funamoto is only about 160cm."

"And we have already asked the doctor. Mr. Funamoto happened to have an X-ray taken the day before the incident. The bones have not healed yet, and he can't stand up without help."

Mouri Kogoro stood silently behind.

Looking at Chi Chufeng who was listening to Mu Mu's words with a serious and inquiring look, he couldn't help but be thoughtful.

Chi Chufeng frowned and continued to ask Mumu, "Are you sure the prisoner is above 180cm tall?"

Memu still shook his head: "From the perspective of bullets, if Madam was shot from above when she was squatting down to pick something up, there should be bullet marks somewhere."

"What if the shooting was from bottom to top?" Chi Chufeng's voice was low but clear in everyone's hearts. "What if Madam was looking up at the night sky?"

"Night, night sky?"

Mu Mu didn't respond.

"Could it be?"

"That's right," Chi Chufeng said attentively: "Madam originally liked to observe the stars. Being shot on the balcony speaks volumes. The reason why she only left one earring on the table is probably because someone said there was The shooting star appeared, so the lady didn't even have time to take off the remaining earring before she ran to the balcony."

"??It makes sense that he fell to the ground."

His eyes were pierced, and he carefully raised his chin and began to think.

"As long as the lady looks up, even if she is fired from a low position like a wheelchair, the bullet will enter the forehead from the top of the back of the head and exit.

So it looks like a tall man is shooting. If you use this method, the muzzle of the gun is pointed upward, and there will be no bullet marks in the room, and the bullet will fly to the other side of the river embankment and disappear. "

As he spoke, Mu Mu's whole train of thought became brighter, and he said happily: "You are so awesome, Lord Chichu, why didn't I think of that?"

"It's because I have preconceptions," Chi Chufeng said with a smile. "I also saw that the balcony glass door was only confirmed when the glass below was broken, because Mr. Daren was sitting in a wheelchair and couldn't reach the lock above."

"So all the crime tools were left near the scene? Because the murderer didn't leave the house at all." Memu said solemnly, "But if Mr. Daren is the prisoner, where are the pearl necklaces and bracelets?"

Mu Mu wrinkled his face and couldn't figure out the key point, and became even more troubled.

"Even if Mr. Daren killed his wife here, he couldn't secretly throw away the necklace and bracelet, right?

Because Mr. Daren's leg was broken, he couldn't go downstairs alone. We looked for all the places where we could hide things, including the distance outside the balcony that a person in a wheelchair could throw. ”.

Chapter 618 Onion chips on the wheelchair

Chi Chufeng specially observed the river embankment opposite the balcony. Under normal circumstances, a person with limited legs and feet and a wheelchair would not be lost far, but it was not completely impossible.

"In this case," Megumi said seriously, "let's search in the river again. If we really find something, it means this is not a simple robbery and murder case."

Chi Chufeng nodded.

No matter how you look at the murder scene, it doesn't look like a robber murdered and silenced him, right?

But having said that, there may be a better way to deal with necklaces and bracelets.

Chi Chufeng continued to ask Mumu: "Has all the garbage really been checked?"

"Of course." Mumu said blankly, "We have checked the garbage in the trash can before taking it out for recycling."

Uncle Maori asked: "Is this case related to that strangely high-paying job?"

"A high-paying part-time job?"

"It is said that a person found a part-time job opportunity and was commissioned by a group that researched the harmlessness of garbage to collect combustible garbage nearby. The pay was quite high."

Uncle Maori told the story in a nonchalant manner.

"Every Thursday and Monday on combustible garbage collection days, collect the garbage onto the designated truck in the early morning, and then drive back to the parking lot. This way you can get 5 yuan at a time, which is 45 yuan a month."

"This incident started two weeks ago. The only problem is that the workers found that the group did not seem to have touched the garbage. So we suspect that the people who commissioned the work may have some intentions before coming to take a look."

"Oh?" Megure asked in surprise, "Is the garbage recycling place over here?"

"It's right here, but isn't there a problem with the Funamoto family's garbage? I think it's just a coincidence."

On the first floor of Funamoto's house, Funamoto Tatsuhito was still sitting in a wheelchair talking to his son.

Chi Chufeng stood at the stairs on the second floor and looked at the affectionate father and son below. His eyes fell on the dark shag carpet directly under the corridor fence.

If Mr. Funamoto is really the murderer, it would be really cruel to a child who knows nothing about it.

But judging from the situation at the scene, Mr. Funamoto is indeed the most suspicious person.

Chi Chufeng held hands and walked down the stairs with Xiao Ai. Just then Funamoto Tatsuhito also looked up.