The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Before the other party's voice fell, a group of people rushed in.

"Where is the murder?"

"What happened?" Those people asked in a hurry, and before the boss could speak, they rushed past him and rushed into the room.

One of the men with curly bangs stopped the sweaty store owner. He took out his ID and said to the owner: "Please don't worry, we are the police on vacation."

"Ah, ah..." The boss's raised heart eased slightly, and he looked at the other men and women who rushed in, "He, they, they too?"

"Yes, they are also police officers. They are all my colleagues." Police Officer Shiratori took a deep breath, and he turned his head to look at the scene inside the house with a solemn expression, "We caught up in time, it's a blessing among misfortunes."

The police who rushed in saw the messy trash cans at the back door of the restaurant, and, next to the trash cans, the waitresses were slumped on the ground, covering their faces with their hands, panicked.

There was a mess next to her, and several people looked up and glanced at it for a while, then gasped.The casual smile that had been hanging on the corner of Matsuda Jinpei's mouth disappeared.

"This……"

"My God."

Their tongues seemed to be short, and they stood there dumbfounded, unable to speak a complete sentence for a long time.

The trash can was dumped on the ground, blood was spilled all over the floor, there were some rotten things piled up there, a large pool of red, white and white, the smell of corruption mixed with the stench came out.This is the first scene Bolivar saw when he came over.

"Huh? Mr. Rosales!"

"Wait! Stop it!"

"Don't let the rest come over!"

The dazzling red and minced meat made Bolivar's head dizzy.He only felt a buzzing in his ears, but he couldn't hear anything.His stomach was very uncomfortable, with cramps that made people want to vomit, and his legs seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't move up and down.

A blood-stained object popped out from the edge of the trash can with a snap, rolled around twice, and finally stopped in front of Bolivar.

It was a high heel full of wrinkles and rips.

He seemed to see afterimages in front of his eyes, and his brain was in chaos.A blood red and black shadow interlaced, occupying his brain.

This woman seems to have great taste. The pair of high heels she chose are novel and fashionable. The heels are slender and long, and there are many sequins on them. But at this moment, the soles of the shoes are covered with blood, and the black uppers are dyed red. .

Red soles, red blood, broken high heels.

The surrounding pictures instantly lost their color and turned into black and white, and the people in front of them seemed to be pictures on an old TV with poor contact, intermittently flashing black and white snowflakes.

Only the bright red on the sole is so dazzling.

who is it?It seemed that a woman with a blurred figure fell to the ground, and blood poured out from her chest, staining the soles of her shoes.She was lying there, she couldn't see the other person's face, she couldn't see the face, she could only see her shoes...

Bloody high heels.

"Polly? Are you listening?" Someone seemed to be shouting in his ear.

The screams were also heard by Chianti's filming crew.They looked at each other, and in the end Toru Amuro found an excuse to go in and inquire about the situation for everyone.The first time he saw the miserable scene inside, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Then he looked around again, and unexpectedly saw several acquaintances, as well as Bolivar standing in the corner, who seemed to be wandering away.

"President?" He asked tentatively.

"..." Bolivar didn't seem to hear, his mind was full of broken memories of the past, high heels, red-soled high heels.

"Are you okay, calm down!" Amuro Toru found that the other party's state was not right, so he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes a few times, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm coming, please step aside, Manager Amuro." A woman with silver-white hair jumped over the crowd, glanced at the red on the ground, grabbed Bolivar, dragged and dragged him back to the private room.She then found a cloth and covered Bolivar's head.

"Excuse me, bring some ice cubes here." Fei Yingli also quickly reacted, she whispered to the passing waiter, and poured another cup of hot tea.She wasn't sure which one was more effective, and she was a little worried that the other party seemed to be still awake, and if she rashly stuffed a cup of hot water, she would get scalded.

Then, several people heard a muffled sound coming from under the cloth.Bolivar said, "I'm fine. I'm fine."

He reached out, removed the cloth covering his head, and took a deep breath.

"Thank you, Olga."

"It made you worry, I'm fine." Bolivar smiled reluctantly. He closed his eyes slightly, but the scene of broken and crazy before was still lingering in front of his eyes. "I, I need to take a break. I'm sorry."

Fei Yingli stuffed the hot tea into Bolivar's hand.

"Thank you, lawyer concubine."

"I probably have some hypoglycemia."

Hearing this sentence, several people around moved slightly, but no one left the private room.

"I want to be alone, don't worry..." Bolivar glanced at Toru Amuro, "Aren't you going to work today, Amuro? Why are you here?"

"The LMS filming crew is next door," Toru Amuro explained hastily, "My business is not important, are you really okay?"

With the toes of his shoes facing outwards, he was obviously very concerned about things outside, but because Bolivar was here and he was worried about Bolivar's situation, he didn't leave.

"It is enough for me to have Olga here. Don't delay your work." Bolivar urged, "Go back quickly, there is nothing to watch."

"And lawyer Fei, I'm so sorry that this happened to you." Bolivar apologized to Fei Yingli again.

"It has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to feel sorry. No one knew that this kind of thing would happen in this restaurant today. It's all the fault of the cruel murderer." Fei Yingli looked up and down Bolivar's face, thinking that the other party should be the first Seeing that he was stunned, there should be no major problem, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

She folded her hands slowly and explained: "I usually deal with cases and paperwork, and I have seen such scenes."

"What happened today has nothing to do with us." Fei Yingli also pressed the center of her eyebrows, not wanting to look at the tragedy in front of her again. "And there are so many policemen over there?"

"Mr. Rosales should take a good rest here."

Curacao had been outside, waiting, and did not sit at the same table with Bolivar. When the incident happened, he was one step too late.

She also pulled An Shitou to the corner, and told him: "I'm here with the boss, you... go and see how the police are doing."

"Or let's change it?" Curacao hesitated. After all, the scene outside was really miserable. It was the kind of tragedy that made her feel uncomfortable. She was worried that Amuro would not be able to bear it.

"It's fine if I come, Ms. Olga, this kind of matter should be left to men." Toru Amuro also understood what Olga meant, and said with a smile, and he was also very concerned about the case over there.

Inside the house, Bolivar was also discussing the follow-up matters with Fei Yingli.

"This kind of thing happened here today, no accidents, and the subsequent plans are basically cancelled. I will ask Manager Amuro to take you home. Ms. Fei Yingli?"

Fei Yingli didn't reply, she looked hesitant.

"..."

"So, are you worried about this case? Do you want to stay and see what's going on with this case?" Bolivar saw that Fei Yingli was absent-minded, so he took the initiative to say, "Olga is enough for me here. Now, please do whatever you want. The most important thing is to avenge the dead and catch the real culprit."

"The victim lady will also thank you for your kindness."

"I'd rather this kind of thing didn't happen." Fei Yingli closed her eyes, feeling very complicated.

"Okay, then I'll go out first and check the situation over there. If you have anything to do, you can call me directly." Fei Yingli smiled reluctantly, and she always felt that the woman's outfit was very familiar.

Bolivar thought for a while, then took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Toru Amuro outside, telling him to take care of Eri.

While several people were in the private room, the case outside also made some progress.

A group of policemen who rushed over were terrified when they saw this scene, until Toru Amuro rushed in to break the dead silence and took Bolivar away.They seem to have lifted the stone sculpture of the witch's curse, and regained some vitality.

"What happened to that gentleman just now?" One of the policemen looked at Bolivar who was taken away suspiciously. "Is he behaving abnormally? Did he know the deceased?"

He subconsciously suspected Bolivar, and felt that the other party's reaction was too great. After all, there must be a real murderer around the deceased, and maybe the other party was the murderer.

But as soon as he said a word, he was pulled by the colleague next to him, and Miwako Sato frowned and gave him a look.

"Be careful, that Mr. Bolivar just now is a good man who assisted the police in completing two major cases." Miwako Sato said, "And he is just an ordinary citizen, and we police are terrified by this scene, let alone ordinary people. people."

She took a deep breath and looked at the woman's body in front of her with a serious expression.

"Call the police, and then do a simple search to see if there are any evidence or something that can represent the identity of the woman."

When Toru Amuro and Fei Yingli rushed over, the policemen had already found something.

"The name of the deceased is Keiko Tanaka, a student of the Law Department of the University of Tokyo, 22 years old..."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Fei Yingli's complexion changed abruptly, turning livid, her fingers trembling slightly, she couldn't help but raised her voice and shouted: "What are you talking about! Hui Jiazi!"

"You said the deceased was Hui Jiazi? Did you make a mistake?" She couldn't help but took two steps forward, suppressing the discomfort, and carefully looked at the other person's clothes, but the more she looked, the more desperate she became.

The clothes she was wearing were torn to shreds and stained with garbage and blood, but she could still tell that it was the uniform of the University of Tokyo Law School Student Union.Coupled with her hair color and ID, it can be proved that the woman in front of her is indeed a junior who had contacted her a few days ago and wanted to join her law firm.

"My God, how could this be..." Fei Yingli murmured softly.

"Oh, miss, do you know the deceased?" The policeman's gaze became extremely sharp again in an instant, and he looked up and down Fei Yingli suspiciously.

"This is Attorney Hideri," Toru Amuro stepped forward and introduced the two parties. "The other party is also a student who graduated from the University of Tokyo, so he should know the deceased. Mr. policeman."

"The top priority should be to control the scene, right?" Police Officer Shiratori frowned and said, "Maybe the murderer hasn't gone far, now we should restrict the entry and exit of all people, and then screen them one by one, as well as investigate and monitor..."

"It's been investigated." Another man's low voice came from behind Police Officer Shiratori. The man with curly hair and sunglasses scratched his head irritably and walked down the stairs.

"Matsuda, where did you go just now?"

"When did you go up?"

"Of course it was when you were in a daze." Matsuda Jinhei said, with a trace of fatigue in his words, "I just went to check the surveillance in the back kitchen and this location. I did find something."

As Matsuda Jinpei said, he took out his mobile phone and showed the photos on it to everyone.

"There is no need to block the entire restaurant, and the murderer should not be someone in the restaurant." He pointed to the time and people in the photo and explained.

"About two hours ago, there was a sneaky man in black sportswear with a mask covering his face. He detoured from here and came to the back kitchen of the restaurant. He opened the back door next to the trash can. The large suitcase I carried with me, and then threw the plastic bag in the suitcase. Then I ran away with the suitcase.”

"We should go back immediately and get the surveillance cameras of this section of the road to see where he came from and where he went with his suitcase."

"I'll call my colleagues from the Ministry of Communications immediately." Miyamoto Yumi said with a solemn expression, "Wait a moment, so that we can go after the location directly after we find out."

"Okay, then during the waiting period, this, Ms. Fei Yingli, do you know who the other party has any enemies? Is there anyone who wants to kill this Miss Tanaka?" Matsuda Jinping folded his arms chest, throwing the question in front of Fei Yingli.

Fei Yingli took several deep breaths, and then slowly suppressed the panic and pain in her heart. She thought for a while, then shook her head: "No, I don't know."

"I have only been in contact with her for more than a month, and we have no close friendship. She is a very good girl with a gentle personality, and basically does not conflict with others. But I know her home address," Fei Yingli glanced at the place hesitantly. Several policemen, "Maybe there, and her neighbors, will have clues."

Before she could finish her sentence, a siren sounded outside, and police officer Mu Mu rushed to the scene of the crime with the subordinates who were on duty today from the search department.

"Who is the victim? Who reported the case..." His words stopped at the moment he saw the situation in the room clearly.

He opened his eyes slightly, looked around, and his subordinates who were on vacation gave him awkward and helpless smiles one after another.

"So, all the people who searched the first department..."

Standing in the corner, Toru Amuro raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard this, but this smile was quickly erased by the case in front of him.

The two groups consolidated the information for a while, and then Mumu Thirteen readily split into two. One group searched for the video tape, and the other group went to the victim's home to inquire about the news based on the information provided by Fei Yingli.

"This is her home. A somewhat remote residential area." Fei Yingli introduced, she stretched out her hand to smooth the hair around her ear to the back of her ear, feeling very depressed and nervous.

"She lives alone, her parents are out of town, and she has two good friends, but I don't know their contact information."

"It doesn't matter, we have already contacted her school and teacher, and we will soon find information about Ms. Tanaka." Police officer Shiratori comforted, "Ah, we are here."

"This is the door."

Afterwards, several people called the property management personnel to help open the door. The scene inside the door made people take a deep breath.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Toru Amuro stretched out his hand to push away the police officer Shiratori who was blocking the way, his brows were gloomy: "It can't be wrong, this is the first crime scene of the victim."

"...Here, Mr. Amuro, please don't destroy the scene of the crime." Officer Shiratori also frowned slightly, and he couldn't help warning the other party. "This is the business of our police, please pay attention. I can understand your excitement."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." The expression on Toru Amuro's face froze. He followed in the name of worrying about Concubine Eri alone, so the matter of solving the case and collecting evidence had to be handed over to the police.

"Where is her neighbor next door? Did the neighbor hear anything last night?" Someone asked subconsciously.

Matsuda Jinpei was the first to run out and knocked on the door of the next room: "Hello. Hello."

"anyone there?"

However, after knocking for more than ten minutes, no one answered, but the resident of the opposite house was called out.

The old lady glanced at the group of big men outside with some timidity, and quickly closed the door again without saying anything.

"Hey! Wait a minute, grandma! We're not bad people."

"Yes, we are the police."

"Something happened to the resident next door. Do you know what happened?" These people asked in a hurry, and even scared the old lady in the room, and they didn't believe that the other party was the police.

In the end, it was Fei Yingli who came forward and persuaded the other party to provide some information about the other party.

"I didn't hear anything. I'm old and my ears are not working well. But today I seem to see the kid next door who went out at noon."

"Is the person next door a man?"

"Yes, a young man in his 30s. I heard that he works in a certain company. But recently he lost his job and has been living at home. Maybe he went out to find a job?"

Unemployed... living at home?You went out at noon and haven't come back yet?When Toru Amuro heard this, the bad premonition in his heart became stronger.

"Okay, thank you very much." Fei Yingli showed a comforting smile to the old lady.

The personnel of the Forensic Section removed the detection tools from the car and began to take samples.Matsuda Jinhei looked at the door of the next room, then at the door of the victim, and suddenly stopped the staff of the Forensics Department next to him: "Please, use the luminol test reagent to test this floor, and, this The floor in front of an unemployed neighbor."

The staff member was stunned for a moment, but he still sprayed the reagent, and then the ground lit up with a fluorescent light, which made people feel frightened.

"This! This is!" Fei Yingli looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. The ground had obviously been cleaned up before, but it could still be seen that the traces of blood spread from the victim's home, and there were small blood spots along the way. At one point, it spilled from the door of the house to the door of her neighbor, and then there were traces of the suitcase being dragged, and the man's incomplete footprints.

"Open this door!" a policeman yelled.

The person in charge of property management who was called to open the door wiped the sweat from his forehead, he hesitated.

"We have a search warrant. Please open the door," another policeman added.

Hearing this, the person in charge hurried forward to open the door, and the scene in front of him made his hair stand on end.

Soon the police entered the man's house next door, and it was groggy, dead silent and dark.

"Money, documents, valuables, and a few changes of clothes. They are all gone." After a simple search, Matsuda Jinhei clicked his tongue, "There is a small amount of luminol reaction in the room, the location of the corner, according to the appearance of the dust , it can be seen that two suitcases are missing."

"Basically, it can be concluded that this person killed his neighbor and then absconded in fear of crime."

"..."

"So the case is closed." Hearing this, the policeman next to him was slightly relieved, "I didn't expect to close the case so quickly this time. It's a blessing."

"But why did he kill his neighbor?"

"Hey, is it a neighborhood dispute? Or a couple relationship?"

"It may also be derailed and killed."

"You can ask about this after you catch someone."

Everyone sent this information to Police Officer Mu Mu, and everyone showed a little slack on their faces, thinking that this case is almost over.

Bolivar stayed in the restaurant, watching the surrounding police come in and out, busy collecting evidence, taking samples, taking pictures, protecting the scene, and evacuating the surrounding customers.

He took a deep breath, the image of the blood-stained high heels still lingering in his mind, he tried hard to recall, wanted to recall more clearly, but failed.Everything seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, and nothing could be seen clearly.And he feels that the point is not the woman.

That woman doesn't seem to be an important role, what matters is this matter.

The woman in the high heels is dead.

Bolivar thought for a long time but had no idea. After a few hours, he slowly raised his head, and then remembered Curacao who had been sitting beside him without saying a word.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Bolivar glanced at the already dark sky and smiled.

"Let's go back. I guess it will be several days before the police solve the case." He said so, and then heard the phone ding.

He clicked on the answer, and Fei Yingli's voice came from the opposite side: "Mr. Rosales, I want to talk to you again."

"The cooperation you mentioned before."

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感谢在2022-02-1323:54:43~2022-02-1423:54:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Mingming, my male god; 10 bottles of Naming is so difficult; 2 bottles of Yuchen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!