I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

"It is the owner of this house, Mr. Yano Akashi, who died."

Without talking to the village fuck any more, Uncle Maori walked into the scene of the crime and told the village fuck information about the case.

When he walked to the corpse, Uncle Maori pointed his finger at the plate next to the bedding and left ordinary curry rice, and said:

"The first person to find the body was my daughter Xiaolan. She found the body when she came to collect Mr. Yanfu's tableware."

Later, Uncle Maori told the village practitioners what he had asked before the police came.

"When Xiao Lan found the body, the room on the second floor was in a state of turning off the lights."

"And an hour and a half before the corpse was found, Xiaolan also went to the second floor to see it. The light in the room was still on at that time."

"So Xiaolan thought he was still eating curry rice, so she dispelled the idea of ​​entering the room."

Then, Uncle Maori also shared the judgment he got after observing the corpse.

"After the body was found, I immediately checked the body."

"According to the body temperature and the degree of corpse stiffness, I preliminarily judged that Mr. Yan Fu has been dead for about 30 minutes."

Finally, Uncle Maori said where and what everyone in the house was at when Akashi Masao died.

"When Mr. Yan Fu died, there were seven people in this house."

"Six of them started to rest in the living room on the first floor two hours ago, all with complete alibi."

"There is no one who stays in the living room all the time. It is probably only me who left the living room halfway and took a bath in the bathroom."

He didn't know if it was useful to tell the mountain village exercises.

After all, the professional level of mountain village exercises is worrying. If you can tell, it won't make much difference.

But he is only a detective at the moment, and the mountain villager is responsible for the murder.

Although Uncle Maori knew that the level of the mountain village practice was not good, he still told the mountain village practice the information for the sake of the case.

But he never expected...

After listening to the information Uncle Maori told him, the mountain village exercise suddenly changed his expression.

The expression was like a certain kind of faith collapsed.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Uncle Maori glanced at the slightly wrong mountain village fuck and asked.

Although I don't know what the mountain village fuck is thinking, the uncle Maori instinctively feels that it is not a good thing to think about the mountain village fuck.

I saw Shancun Cao raising his hand and pointing at Uncle Maori with trembling fingers, his tone was unbelievable.

"Then, then, the only ones who have time to kill are not only Mr. Maori you?"

Guangyou and his group in front of the room: "..."

Uncle Maori next to the body: "..."

Even the forensic personnel who took pictures of the corpse and the crime scene with their cameras stopped the action of taking pictures and turned to look at the village exercises who said such silly things.

"..."

At this time, they wanted to ask their boss if they could transfer them with the mountain village police officer and let them be responsible for investigating the murder.

10% off the water bottle, they really think they can get it, and they can promise to do better than the mountain village police officer.

Such remarks can only be slandered in the heart, and it is impossible to say it on the face.

Moreover, the knowledge they learn is forensic.

There are not many people, and if a few are transferred, there will be basically no one.

Besides, if the mountain village police officers were to swap with them, the forensic course might be over.

"Mountain Village Police Officer, you can hear me clearly!" Uncle Maori raised his eyebrows and took a breath to calm his emotions, but his voice still increased unconsciously.

"I'm here for the first time today..."

After taking another breath, Uncle Maori suddenly remembered the unreliable behavior of the mountain village after he was on the scene, and his emotions became stronger.

He felt that he could no longer suppress it.

Subsequently, Uncle Maori simply gave up the suppression, venting his inner dissatisfaction and helpless emotions loudly:

"I don't even know if there is a rope here, how can I do this kind of thing!!"

"Is this..." Shancun Cao also realized his mistake, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, he raised his hands to block in front of him, and responded weakly.

"It seems to be so..."

"Really!" Uncle Maori turned his head to retract his gaze, and shook his head helplessly.

How did he come to the conclusion that "He, Kogoro Moori is the murderer"?

Before coming to this conclusion, didn't the mountain village fuck this guy in his head first?

Or does he have no brains at all?

There are several conditions to determine the murderer:

Time of committing the crime, motive of committing the crime, and one or more evidences that can prove the murderer.

In addition to passionate murder, there will be motives for committing crimes.

He and Akashi Hiroshi’s family had just met today, and only a few words had been chatted with the deceased Akashi Yano, and the two had never had a dispute.

The two have no relationship of interest.

Excuse me, what was his motivation for committing the crime?

And the most important thing to determine the murderer is the evidence. Now that the crime scene has not been investigated and there is no evidence at all, how can he suspect that he is the murderer?

It's really enough.

"Although based on the current situation, it is obvious that it is suicide."

"However, the blood flowing from the mouth of the corpse makes me a little doubt that this case is not as simple as it seems, and something is wrong."

Instead of fucking this "rookie police officer" in Talishan Village, Uncle Maori moved his gaze to Akashi Masao's open mouth.

After a while, no more blood dropped from Akashi's mouth.

But beside Akashi Yano's mouth, there was still a trace of blood flowing down.

"Uncle, why are you suspicious?" Yuanzi asked in a puzzled manner with one or two hanging images flashing in his mind.

"Aren't the corners of people who hang themselves bleeding?"

"Yeah, yeah." Xiaolan was also a little puzzled, "I have seen that kind of scene in movies and TV, and the corners of their mouths are bleeding."

"Sister Xiaolan, you said that you saw it on TV and movies." Guangyou came out to popularize science for the two at this time.

"If you hang yourself, your face will swell because of the accumulation of blood on your head."

"But if there is no wound in the mouth, blood will not flow out of the mouth."

"There are four ways to die if you hang yourself..."

"The first is that the rope compresses the blood vessels in the neck, and finally the brain's lack of oxygen leads to death."

"The second type is due to the compression of the rope, and the airway is blocked, leading to suffocation."

"The third is to stimulate the vagus nerve in the neck and cause reflex heartbeat to stop."

"The fourth is because of the central action of the body, the lower cervical spine is broken, leading to death."

"But none of them will cause blood to flow from the corners of the mouth after death."

"Unless, as I said, there is a wound in the deceased's mouth before death, then there may be bleeding from the corners of the mouth."

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