Those years when I was a purchasing agent in Yokohama

The next morning, when it was still dark, there was a sudden scream of horror from the hot spring hotel.

This hotel is a traditional Japanese structure, and most of the building materials are wood.Therefore, the sound insulation effect is relatively poor. The scream was too shrill, and most of the passengers who were still immersed in sleep were directly awakened by the sound.

Although being interrupted abruptly by someone, Qingmeng aroused the dissatisfaction of many passengers.But they changed their clothes and walked out of the room to see what happened.

The screams came from the hotel's open-air hot spring.To be precise, it came from the female soup pool.

When everyone arrived, they saw only a woman in a hotel work uniform standing by the hot spring pool, looking at the hot spring pool below with horror on her face.

Everyone followed her gaze, and there was a naked body floating in the hot spring pool that was still steaming with white mist.

The nearby police quickly rushed over and quickly blocked/locked the scene. The entire hot spring pool was treated as a murder scene and sealed to prevent irrelevant persons from entering.

Some policemen are investigating inside, and several other policemen are conducting simple interviews with the passengers who stayed here last night and the staff of the hotel.

When investigating and collecting evidence, the police did not deliberately disperse the others.Therefore, most of the passengers present watched the police/policemen inside through a blockade/lockdown belt.

After all, it is generally difficult to come across such a close-up observation of police/police cases, let alone this kind of murder case. Out of curiosity, these people all stayed at the scene.

The identity of the deceased was quickly investigated. The deceased was a passenger who just checked into this hotel yesterday. Fumyo Tokuyama, female, 34 years old, was from Tokyo. The cause of death was drowning.

The first person who discovered the body was a staff member of the hotel. According to her own account, she planned to clean up the hot spring pool before the guests who stayed here woke up. Tool walked into the female soup pool, and saw a dead body floating on the surface of the pool, she was terrified.That's why the scream came out and woke everyone up.

Chu Shu saw Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko in the crowd. Like everyone else, they rushed to the scene immediately after being woken up by the screams, and had no time to clean themselves up.

Chu Shu walked over and greeted the two of them. Girls have always been thin-skinned. They both looked a little embarrassed without washing up and wearing make-up.

"Mr. Chu Shu, you don't seem to have had a good rest."

Mao Lilan saw a tired look from the corner of the black-haired young man's eyes.

Chu Shu nodded and yawned, "I'm a bit obsessed with bed, and it's not easy to fall asleep in a strange place."

Mao Lilan looked at him worriedly, "Ah, that's really bad."

Before Chu Shu could say anything, Suzuki Sonoko suddenly took her words, shaking his head and sighing: "It's really bad. I thought that reasoning maniac Kudo Shinichi wasn't here, so this trip will definitely go smoothly. It went on, and I didn’t expect this kind of murder to happen.”

Mao Lilan looked at her friend helplessly, "Yuanzi..."

"Okay, I'm just going to complain casually, I don't mean that reasoning fanatic."

Suzuki Sonoko waved his hand, "And just now I heard the police officer over there say that in this incident, the deceased seemed to have died by accident. It seems that she drank a lot of wine before taking a hot spring. So she was unconscious when she was in the hot spring. Be careful to fall into the hot spring and drown."

Hearing this, Mao Lilan's eyes widened in surprise, "How could this be? Where is her companion? Did she come alone?"

"Her husband, well, that's the man who was questioned by the police just now."

Suzuki Sonoko pointed to a certain direction with her right hand. Chu Shu and Mao Lilan looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a middle-aged man about 35 years old. The man was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which looked like a pair of intellectuals. Molecular 1 looks like.His face looked a little pale, as if he had been hit by his wife's death.

"He seemed to have drunk a lot last night, and fell asleep immediately after returning to the room. He didn't seem to know when his wife went out to soak in the hot spring."

Mao Lilan looked at the middle-aged man, a look of unbearable flashed across his face, "Then he must be very sad now..."

What was supposed to be a happy and fulfilling trip unexpectedly turned out to be such a tragedy under the teasing of fate.

Chu Shu stared at the man for a while, and he found that the man seemed to be very concerned about his right arm, and had been protecting that arm consciously or unconsciously since just now.

Just when the nearby police were about to judge the case as an accidental death, a suspicious voice suddenly came from Chu Shu's ear.

"Huh? That person..."

Mao Lilan looked at the blocked/locked scene with some doubts, and then turned to look at the black-haired young man beside him, "Isn't that person Mr. Chu Shu your friend?"

When she said this, Chu Shu was still observing the husband of the deceased. Hearing Mao Lilan's words, Chu Shu immediately turned his attention away from him.

Then he saw a certain man surnamed Dazai who sneaked into the scene of the crime at some point and was squatting by the hot spring pool and looking down at the corpse.

Chu Shu: "..."

"You guy, who are you?!"

The police/policeman who was handling the case saw someone ignoring the cordon/lockdown tape and entered the murder scene at will, so he put on a serious face on the spot and questioned the uninvited guest sternly.

"Huh? Me?"

Dazai withdrew his gaze from the corpse, looked up at the police officer who questioned him, thought for a while and then blinked, "I'm just a passing detective, and I'm here to help you solve the case."

"Assist in solving the case?"

The policeman frowned after hearing this sentence, "You mean this is a homicide?"

"Yes."

Dazai nodded, then he stood up and pointed to the hot spring pool here.

"This pool is too shallow. If someone can drown so easily, it's not her but me who is lying here. If she really slipped into the pool after drinking too much wine, she can be completely drowned." Get up from the pool before drowning, I don't think there is any kind of alcohol in the world that can make people so drunk that they are almost drowned and can't wake up."

The policeman thought for a while after hearing this sentence, and found that what he said was not unreasonable. For safety reasons, the hot spring pools in hotels are generally made relatively shallow.It stands to reason that it should not be so easy to drown people.

Then he shifted his gaze to the black-haired man who claimed to be a detective, and motioned him to continue talking with his eyes.

Dazai didn't make a fool of himself, and continued to make his own reasoning in front of everyone.

"I found some scrapes and bruises on the woman's lower legs, knees and arms. I guess she was suffocated by someone holding her head in the water from behind. When I was struggling, I hit the pebbles on the wall of the pool and stayed, am I right?"

Dazai turned his head and looked at the crowd of onlookers separated by the cordon.

"Mr. Tokuyama Katsuhiko, you are the murderer who pushed his wife's head into the water and let her suffocate to death."

As soon as these words came out, the passengers who were still watching Dazai's reasoning show turned their heads and turned their eyes to Katsuhiko Tokuyama who was standing at the back of the crowd, who was the husband of the deceased.

Surrounded by everyone's eyes, Tokuyama Katsuhiko immediately shook his head and denied, "It's not me! I'm not the murderer!"

"It's useless to deny it—"

Dazai's voice suddenly became cheerful, and he stretched out his finger to Tokuyama Katsuhiko's right arm, "The evidence has already been left on your right arm, if I'm not wrong, your wife was killed by you Sometimes, you should accidentally scratch your arm with your nails during the struggle.

So you've been trying to hide that arm, consciously or subconsciously, since just now.But even if you don't look at your arm, just examine the remaining skin tissue under your wife's fingernails, presumably it can be used as evidence. "

Tokuyama Katsuhiko stared blankly at the black-haired young man who was talking eloquently on the opposite side, and there was no trace of blood on his already pale face at the moment.

At the same time, the policeman next to him also rolled up his sleeves, and just as Dazai reasoned, he did find a scratch mark on Tokuyama Katsuhiko's right arm.

The reason why Tokuyama Katsuhiko killed his wife was that he found out that her wife was cheating on him. He had been married to his wife for seven years, and the relationship between husband and wife has always been harmonious.

But recently he discovered that his wife had been keeping in touch with another man behind his back, and her words were ambiguous.

Last night, the two of them quarreled about this matter. He was so angry that he suddenly had the idea of ​​killing under the urging of alcohol. He followed his wife and killed her in this hot spring.

The incident that was almost judged to be an accidental death was successfully revealed under the keen eyes of the passing detective. The police also expressed their gratitude to the detective while arresting Tokuyama Katsuhiko.

"Yo, great detective."

Chu Shu stepped forward and patted Dazai on the shoulder, "The way you reasoned just now is really handsome."

Dazai showed him a rather bright smile, "What? Are you fascinated by me?"

Chu Shu raised his eyebrows, "I've been so fascinated by you."

Dazai blinked, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Then how about going directly to the district office to register with me? I don't need such a meaningless superficial form of marriage proposal—"

Chu Shu: "..."

This guy really can't open any pot.

When the police escorted Tokuyama Katsuhiko back, they happened to pass by Chu Shu and Dazai. What people didn't expect was that Tokuyama Katsuhiko, who looked gentle and thin at first, had the strength coming out of nowhere, and he turned out to be tough. Shengsheng pushed away the policeman who was in charge of escorting him, then quickly took out a sharp knife from his pocket, and stabbed Dazai who was less than half a meter away from him without hesitation.

Dazai stood there motionless, with no intention of avoiding it at all.

The sharp Swiss Army Knife pierced the fragile flesh and blood of the human body with ease, and the bright red blood slid down the sharp blade to the ground drop by drop, and a rusty smell of blood filled the air.

Chu Shu looked at the black-haired young man with wide-eyed and shocked face in front of him, and grinned reluctantly, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

"What? Bewitched by me?"