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The woman who would pass the mango juice to her with a smile just now, there is a deep mark on her neck, she was directly strangled with a steel wire and the respiratory tract was cut off. When the steel wire was loosened, her breath was cut off, and bright red blood followed the blood vessels. Instantly gushing, flowing out from the neck, staining the whole body red.

"Fishing line..." Hattori stepped forward to look at the wound, and at the same time picked up a fishing line from the ground next to it. The fishing line was still stained with blood, and it was still worn out.

"No, it's a steel wire, and it's a steel wire with a sharp edge."

Take out a can of mango juice and a third can of mango juice from the trolley next to him. In the next life, he looked at the Hattori lying next to the corpse. Although there was a fishing line next to it and stained with blood, it was definitely not a so-called murder weapon. The murderer left other people's fingerprints on that fishing line in advance.

"There is only one murder weapon at the scene. Basically, it is difficult to rule out that this is something other than the evidence, as well as the marks on the neck of the deceased. Obviously it is caused by this thin line. And most importantly, you know that you are now destroying the scene. ?!"

Hattori pointed to the can in the hands of the next life, and the last half of the sentence was regarded as a roar. For the detective, he should protect the scene and search for all the clues that he can guide and solve in this mixed scene.

The next life didn't care. He took out the neon coin from his pocket and put it in the cart, and took out the fourth mango juice. The jar was not opened. How should I say, it's the third game now.

"By the way, my friend Shinichi Kudo, he didn't see me through, so you look for your evidence. At the same time, you can also report my behavior to the flight attendant over there. As for me, I will go back and look for mine. answer."

"Kudo Shinichi, I didn't expect to be so predestined, well, I will defeat you first, and then use this honor to find Kudo Shinichi."

Hearing the only familiar name, Hattori instantly boosted his motivation, not only for the investigation, but also for this victory, all of them, or inferring from the inside before the next life is the most important thing in his heart. .

In the next life, he just nodded and looked at the flight attendant who came over, shook his head dullly, and sat back in his position again.

"Eh, afterlife, why are you back?" He Ye asked strangely.

"It's nothing, just check the situation of the deceased in the past. With this detective Heiji over there, this case will definitely be resolved, right?"

In the next life, he looked in front of him, who was still full of doubts, and Hattori Jinghua, who didn't have the slightest worried expression beside him.

There was no stopping because of a homicide. The train was still running, and I would be happy in my next life. I sat in my seat and listened to the crew chief and Heiji Hattori to search the scene in turn, and asked the on-site personnel not to damage the scene of the crime. .

"Why do you think you are not in a hurry?" Hattori Jinghua suddenly said, breaking the silence of the seat.

"You don't need to worry at all. Aunt Jinghua also believes in your child, otherwise I won't sit here." The third can has been drunk, and there is no idea of ​​opening the fourth can, so she will throw the can in her next life. trash can.

The strange sense of disobedience, Hattori Jinghua feels here, as this feeling is a kind of illusion that the boy in front of him is born with, all his actions are reasonable, and they are still extremely reasonable, but there is a kind that is recognized by others. A sense of violation.

"Well, can the three of you stand up? We will check the position of the three."

The flight attendant walked over. It looked like a man in his forties with strong arms and special gloves. He walked in front of the next life with a smile on his face and motioned for the three to get up.

Yuan Shan and Ye put down the small handbag in their arms and got ready when they heard it, but found that the mother-in-law who was sitting opposite did not get up, nor did the next life next to them.

"Sorry, this gentleman and this lady, please get up."

Speak for the second time, and take his hand out of his back and stretch it out to the next life.

Grabbing, and then taking advantage of the situation, in the process, the backhand directly twisted the opponent's arm and rotated vigorously. The flight attendant yelled in pain and fell to the ground.

"Asshole, what are you doing!"

Hearing the change here, Hattori Heiji and several other guards looked at it at the same time, and then saw that the flight attendant was twisted and fell to the ground.

"Don't move, put your hands on your head!"

"Hurry up, let the flight attendant!"

In the next life, he turned around and looked at the guard who had pointed his gun at him. The movement in his hand did not slow down, and he twisted vigorously. The flight attendant in his hand screamed tearingly.

The hand that had been twisted drooped directly, and under everyone's eyes, he took off the opponent's glove in the next life...

Pull the finger directly, a very clear mark, because of the strangulation of grasping something and using too much force.

The nose smells, exactly the same smell, the smell of blood.

"Hey, you put the person down, he is not the murderer." Heiji hurried over and said.

"No, see if the fingerprints on his hands are not, he is the murderer."

The handprints were displayed directly, and everyone saw the handprints. As for the flight attendant who was directly pressed down on his knees, he was immediately fainted for a short time without a slight struggle.Xuanxuan Book Bar www.xuanxuanbook.com

"This is unreasonable. The murderer was a service worker who killed with a fishing line. The murder was carried out by entering the dark tunnel for a short period of time. At that time, the flight attendant was at the farthest position of the service worker for a long distance, which would not constitute a murder case. ."

The fishing line in hand is shown here. There is no other evidence left at the scene. Hattori Heiji does not believe that the flight attendant will kill people. As for Lehen, there are many explanations, which cannot be directly determined without evidence.

"Did you finish?"

In the next life, he did not pay attention to the service department, but picked up the fourth can of mango juice with one hand. This time he could open it.

"What do you mean?"

"Now that you are finished, then I can directly determine the case. The deceased was a service worker, female, and his height was about 1.65 meters. Then let us skip these very cumbersome links. After the murderer killed the deceased, the scene A fishing line is left, but the fishing line itself is not considered a crime tool, because no matter how hard it is, it is impossible for a human hand to cut off the neck through the fishing line, only to die of suffocation, and there will be strangulations on the neck. "

First of all, the first point, the next life directly points to the items in the Hattori's hands that have been considered as murder weapons by the opponent.

"That's why the other party used extremely thin or water chestnut iron wire to pierce the skin and cause hemorrhage. The strangulation on his hand was evidence that the iron wire was used to strangle the crew."

It is clear that everyone agrees at this moment. After all, wearing gloves just now, this behavior is like deliberate cover-up, obviously deliberate.

"This is just your unilateral belief, you don't have any evidence!" Hattori saw that everyone around him showed an expression of approval, and the anger on his face increased.

Such a person is an insult to the detective's reasoning!

There is no evidence, no logic, even the way the prisoner is treated is a kind of violence, which is completely incomprehensible.

"Oh, good, proof..."

He kicked directly, his hand stuck to the opponent's arm, and the kick was instantly mixed with the pain of dislocation, which caused the chief attendant to wake up in pain, and then looked at the next life in horror.

"No more, please don't be like this...Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"It seems there is still no lesson."

A fierce horizontal kick was aimed at the opponent's abdomen. When the kicker was about to retreat, his hand was stuck in the next life, and his whole body was half-paralyzed, kneeling on the ground, supporting with one hand.

"Okay, can you tell me, why kill this flight attendant?"

Leaning on the seat, the mango juice in his hand was close to his lips, a little bit of moisturizing into his throat, his eyes fixed on the two police officers who were still holding guns and making designs.

"I said... I said... it was this bitch. I divorced my wife for her, and the family broke up, just to be with her, but she actually looked down on me... Damn it, I worked so hard... …Ah ah ah!!!"

When everyone thought they could hear any more breaking news, they kicked and kicked again. This time the hand was delivered, and the person was kicked over to the police officer.

"Don't put yourself so lofty, just a selfish devil."

Hattori Heiji looked at the flight attendant who was kicked over there. Although the words just now were true, they didn't have the slightest sense of accomplishment. Yes, there was no sense of accomplishment.

why?

"Hey, your decision like this is simply not correct, you have no evidence at all..."

"This person murdered, what evidence do you need me to show? From the beginning to the end, this flight attendant did not know anyone in these two carriages. Who would harm other people's lives for no reason? You can know who the killer is. This is the perverted psychology of these people. When they return to the scene of the crime and look at their masterpieces, everyone will think that the other person is a normal person!"

"But the evidence!"

"You want proof, well, I'll give it to you. It's in the trolley over there. The next level of the trolley is a small ice pool for keeping cold drinks..."

Only after the next life, Hattori stepped directly over the flight attendant on the ground, opened the second floor of the cart, and saw a hook, while the blood was condensed into a kind of hardened substance due to ice water.

Indeed, as the next life said, hide things here.

"This is the evidence. For such a large area of ​​bleeding, the hook itself is the most unsafe to wear on the body. The blood will be exposed as you leave the scene, so the first idea is to hide it on the spot, and then a heavy trolley is the best storage place. To prevent the leakage of ice water and keep warm, the ice reservoir will be stored on the second floor of the cold drink. It only needs to be opened in advance, and then put in. Because chest bleeding will stain the pusher surface of the trolley with blood, open it The location of the ice store will also be covered up."

The fourth can was finished, and the farce was over, but the only good thing was that he didn't have any blood in his whole body, and the case was over.

But thinking of the girl lying there, she just smiled and handed herself a can of mango juice...

The next life stood up again and walked to the front of the flight attendant who was crawling on the ground. He couldn't help but kicked and kicked. The next two police officers quickly stepped forward to stop the next life, but they were directly pressed by the next life. Can't move forward.

"Hattori, you know the best role of the law. He doesn't need people to be noble, but he tells you that you must never touch the bottom line, because once you touch the bottom line, you can never look back. Killing is like that, it is destined to be unable to look back."

Go to the trolley again, take out the change from the pocket and put it in the wallet, and then take out the mango juice from the drink. At the beginning, it seems that five cans of mango juice were prepared. If this last can is placed here, it will only end up Being used as evidence, no one cares about it anymore.