Chapter 77 The Girl Detective
On July 16, the dog days, the temperature in some areas reached as high as 40 degrees Celsius.
The lights in the room were not turned on, and the only light source left was a beating virtual light screen with mediocre fluorescent visibility, which just illuminated the man in front of him.
The otaku was covered in sweat, and his fat body was piled up on the sofa, like a mountain of meat emitting heat. He holds a large package of puffed food in his left hand, and slides back and forth on the virtual light screen with his right hand. When my mouth was tired of chewing, I used my free right hand to wipe the place where the potato chip crumbs were standing, and scraped the corner of my clothes to clean off the oily smell on my hand.
Slowly, the smell of sweat and oil merged into one, and people and sofas became breeding grounds for mosquitoes. Where the otaku couldn't see, cockroaches with their tentacles were rustling, crawling across the slippers with their big toes exposed. He didn't notice it, and all his attention was focused on the dimly lit screen.
In a world ruled by darkness, it seems as if only what's inside is real.
"New GALGAME, this heroine's portrait is so charming, hehe."
He flipped through a few comments, except for licking his wife's black silk and embarrassing plot, he finally found what he wanted to see the most. It is said that although this work is unpopular, the content is very high-quality, there are quite a lot of driving scenes, and the CG is so exquisite that it can be rushed out directly. The otaku rubbed his hands, and clicked the download button with a blushing face.
A few hours later, the otaku's eyes lost focus, and he completely rotted on the sofa, his hands hanging limply by his sides, and the potato chip bags were scattered all over the floor, attracting hard-working cockroaches or ants. The game content on the virtual light screen flickered a few times, it seemed that it detected the absence of the player and automatically closed the game page. Before the page was closed, the true face of the game store finally emerged. I saw two inconspicuous little words on the back marked galgame and harem direction: "Horror." ... "Dad, Mom, we are going out." Asakawa Li put the peaked cap at the door on his head and adjusted it so that Where the hair was stuck, he compared his scissors hands to the photo on the shoe cabinet.
"Sister, let's go, the client is still waiting for us."
Behind him, Asakawa Orange sighed, tugged at the corner of her sister's clothes, and handed over a red parasol, indicating that it was time for them to leave.
This pair of sisters with different personalities are the twins of the Asakawa family. Both of their parents died when they were young, and they lived on state relief funds, but their grades were excellent. At the age of fifteen, they entered the best university in Liben with the first grade in Chinese.
After graduating from university, the two opened a detective agency. After solving the 816 outstanding case, they became the focus of the Liben police.
There are also people who question whether such a young girl is capable of handling criminal cases, but the question is invalid. It is a normal person who has no expectations of the police's ability to handle affairs.
This time, it was another case that the police could not handle.
The two sisters soon arrived at the scene of the crime. It was a very ordinary modern apartment building, the exterior walls were painted brightly, and there were also posters showing 10% off renting houses for nearby students. Because it is close to the university town and offers discounts, it has become the first choice for nearby college students to rent a house.
In the originally hot rental area, because of the cases in the past few days, all the residents were panicked. The police couldn't come up with a conclusion other than suicide, so the feng shui here was bad, and the legend of the earth-bound spirit being sealed spread, and many people asked the landlord's wife to refund the rent.
When he was desperate, the landlady found out about Asakawa Detective Agency from someone else. So the two sisters were invited with a lot of money, hoping that they could give a reasonable explanation for this case, at least not an answer about supernatural beings. "Ah, it's Ms. Asakawa!" Seeing the two sisters going upstairs, the landlady rushed forward to welcome them into her room as if she was about to receive an amnesty. The next incident will be classified as suicide again!" This time? The two sisters keenly grasped the key points in the words. "Well, Mrs. Kato, what do you mean this time? Could it be that this happened more than once?" Rika Asakawa took off her peaked cap, knelt on the tatami mat, and nodded slightly to the landlady who was pouring tea.
Mrs. Kato frowned, took a sip of tea, and started talking about everything that happened these days in detail.
It turned out that in just thirty days, four people died in her small apartment, and now the fifth one died. The deceased were all college students nearby, around twenty years old. The time of their death was not fixed, the location was all at home, and the cause of death was all due to respiratory arrest. According to Mrs. Kato's description, their deaths were all without exception that the deceased was strangling his own neck, as if he had seen something painful.
"Oh, it's said to be possessed by evil spirits, and many eminent monks have been invited. I don't know how many times the room has been purified. How can there still be resentful spirits?"
When mentioning the resentful spirits, Mrs. Kato's brows deepened. It was obvious that this incident had caused her great distress.
Asakawa Orange frowned, and just about to say something to Mrs. Kato, her sister calmly blocked her.
Asakawa Li nodded slightly, and pretended to share her worries: "But the eminent monk also said that the grievances here have been purified, right? Mrs. Kato, has she ever thought about it? Could it be man-made?"
Mrs. Kato looked confusedly To Asakawa Li: "Man-made...how is it possible? Didn't the police say suicide? There is no wound in the forensic examination."
Asakawa Li and his sister looked at each other, and the latter curled his lips and explained:
"The reason for the stop of breathing is There are many kinds, drug overdose, poisoning, suffocation, drowning, hanging, coronary heart disease, etc. But because there is no trace of any second party at the scene of the crime, there is no possibility of artificial respiratory arrest, and only the deceased's own disease history can be found Think. If you have to say that there is still a possibility of homicide, it is poisoning."
Mrs. Kato's expression flustered instantly: "Poisoning, murder? Are you trying to kill me?"
Asakawa Li shook his head and said soothingly: "Mrs. Kato , please rest assured. If the poison was aimed at you, the dead will definitely not be accidentally injured. If you sit here now, the target will definitely not be you."
As soon as Mrs. Kato breathed a sigh of relief, Asakawa Orange immediately added: "However, Mrs. Kato must also think carefully about whether you have any sworn enemies. You will destroy your business at the cost of a few lives. Mrs.
Kato became depressed visibly: "The police also asked me this question, but I really don't know. I usually behave myself. After my husband and daughter died, I lived with the tenants. How could it appear inexplicably?" What about the enemy?" Yes, this kind of vindictive murder is indeed strange for a helpless widow. However, the Asakawa sisters looked at each other and saw affirmation in each other's eyes. In this serial case, the possibility of suicide is very small, and it is very likely that it was a vicious murder involving a third party. If it is based on depression, or other reasons for suicide. It is usually impossible for the deceased to choose the method of strangling himself. People have survival instincts, and strangling themselves is almost a fantasy. Therefore, there is another theory about the behavior of the deceased who strangled his neck before his death. The first possibility is that this is a ceremony organized by a crab leg organization, which specializes in brainwashing college students to commit suicide in pain to meet some perverted sacrificial requirements. These days, there are a lot of half-baked lovers of Cthulhu mythology, and it is indispensable for guys who use the name to satisfy their own psychopaths. The second possibility is that an acquaintance committed the crime. There is a familiar student running around in this apartment building, using his own advantage to get in and out of everyone's room. Then do something to those people, threaten or do something else, let them take the initiative to "suicide". The third possibility, and the most unlikely one, is to kill indiscriminately. Because Mrs. Kato was a widow and did not hire a doorman, her apartment was chosen as the best place to attack. "Mrs. Kato is also tired, why don't you take us to the room of the deceased first?" Asakawa Li smiled, then got up and helped Mrs. Kato up, and the three of them left the room one after the other. After sending the Asakawa sisters to the room of the deceased, Mrs. Kato also informed the two of the room numbers of the other deceased, and then showed a flinching look.
"I'm not feeling well, so it's better not to look at it." Mrs. Kato showed a embarrassed expression.
Asakawa Li smiled and nodded, expressing deep understanding: "You have worked hard, and it took a lot of effort for this kind of thing to happen. We are here to investigate, and we will inform you in time if we have any clues."
Hearing Asakawa Li's words, Kato The wife left happily.
Asakawa Orange looked at her back and couldn't help shaking her head: "She's just waiting to die, she's such a stupid woman."
This sensible sister has always been mean, and Asakawa Li smiled and stopped her gently: "Chengzi, how can you say that, she He is an ordinary person, and he has done his best to do what he should do."
According to the previous reasoning, the two chose two different routes. Investigate the last dead man's room first, then split up. The older sister Asakawa Li went to investigate the relationship of the deceased on the star network, and the younger sister Asakawa Orange went to investigate other residents of the apartment.
The two nodded and walked into the door of the last deceased person.
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On a hot day, the corpse in the room had been sent for examination, but the rest of the things remained intact.
The police will not destroy the scene of the crime, and Mrs. Kato will not take the initiative to enter the room of the deceased to make herself unhappy because of the fright these days. What the Asakawa sisters see now is infinitely close to the scene on the day of the crime.
The deceased fell in the living room without air conditioning. The holographic projection was still on the standby screen. Fragments of snacks and messy pieces of paper were scattered on the floor, and there was a mixed and unpleasant smell in the room. It can be seen that the personal hygiene of the tenants is really not flattering.
The two briefly investigated, but found no useful information. If it was really a homicide, then the murderer this time was not like the murderer in an ordinary religious case, leaving no obvious clues for investigation. But this can also be deduced in reverse, that is, if it was a homicide, the murderer must have premeditated it, and it was not a murder of passion. The better a murder is planned, the more likely it is that clues will be found and followed to the truth.
"I just contacted Brother Tanaka. He went to the police database to help us retrieve the scene of the crime. The deceased should be using a virtual light screen."
Asakawa Orange's virtual light screen rang a few times, and she glanced at it. He handed over the sent content intact to his sister.
Asakawa Li smiled, and clicked on the content she sent:
"Okay, let's restore the scene at that time."
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