[Comprehensive] Live broadcast of the crime scene

Don't be too entangled in the present, and don't have to worry too much about the future. When you have experienced something, the scenery in front of you is different from before.

- Haruki Murakami

"Sure enough, the broadcaster didn't broadcast live today," Han Jiangxue habitually opened the favorite live broadcast room to refresh when he woke up. The broadcaster had already started live broadcast at this time before, but now, only nearly [-] viewers are still waiting, and the live broadcast screen is empty. It was empty, and even the name of the live broadcast room was changed from #跟着奇纳朗斯# to #旅主有事，暂不直播#.

Although there was no live broadcast, the audience still stayed on the public screen in the live broadcast room to chat, guessing when the broadcaster would come back, and the most worrying thought was, "Will the broadcaster not come back?"

"I don't know, I always feel a bit suspenseful." In fact, most of the viewers are also inclined to this inference, "Actually, have you noticed? The broadcaster didn't say her own private information, except for her name—maybe it's a fake name —other than that, we don't know anything about her."

"Thinking about it, I'm terrified. She can't be a joke sent by aliens, can she?"

"What the hell!" Han Jiangxue retorted instinctively, "Haven't you guys carefully watched the live video in the group? Holmes pointed it out as soon as they met. The broadcaster was deeply involved in a murder case. She went back, maybe because she wanted to Solve the case."

As for whether she will live broadcast after the resolution, it depends on God's will.

Mo Xian naturally didn't know that in another world, there were still so many people thinking about her. At this time, her consciousness just turned around, and when she realized that she was still sitting with her head bowed in the confession room before she left, she immediately maintained her face. With some frightened expressions, I have to say that after years of self-acting training, as long as she doesn't use a lie detector to measure her pulse and heart rate, from the surface, there are basically no flaws that have been recognized.

It’s still careless, she thought while playing with her fingers, in the Victorian era, she didn’t know anyone around her, and gradually she didn’t bother to hide it, now she has to work harder to get it back, so as not to mess up real life, She couldn't tell whether it was reasonable or not.

"Hey, are you still not talking?" Seeing the people sitting inside through the single-sided glass wall, Police Department Shimura frowned and asked the criminal police in the same team, "It's really nerve-wracking. It still needs to be resolved as soon as possible.”

"Yes, it's a rare vacation. I just said I wanted to relax, and this happened. It's really bad luck." Detective Asada sighed, "You must be hiding something, Mosang."

Yesterday at eight o'clock in the morning, the Tokyo Police Station received a call to the police. A body was found in a well-known private aristocratic school. The person who found the body was Mo Xian who was sitting in the confession room. She and the deceased Mizuno were on duty, and they had to go to the classroom early in the morning. It is said that she did not think that Mizuno was dead at first, and she was very angry when she did not see anyone in the classroom. Until she wiped the blackboard and went to the window to wipe the blackboard, Only then did I find Mizuno-san lying in the flower bed behind the classroom.

Detective Asada also saw the scene. Behind the classroom of Class A of the third year, there are several lush double cherry trees, and the paper strips covered with pink and white petals completely block the classroom window. Even if someone kills someone under the window, It would not be easy to be discovered, not to mention that they arrived at school early because they were on duty. Except for some club morning exercises, the whole school was empty. In addition, Professor Kondo, who was in charge of forensic medicine, said that Mizuno's body temperature indicated that she had been dead for less than an hour. In this way, Mo Xian, the reporter who came to the classroom early, became the biggest suspect in this case.

"It's really hard for me to imagine," Asada Detective frowned in embarrassment, "If I were her, it's impossible to choose this time and place to kill people, right?"

"From another angle, it's because you think so," Police Department Shimura thought more, "that's why she did the opposite? Besides, she didn't have an alibi, didn't she?"

That's right, after what he said, it seems to be true. The class time in the morning is nine o'clock. Mo Xian said that she left the house at seven o'clock, and the driver drove her to the school gate. From seven twenty to eight ten when the body was found , she is all alone.

"Speaking of which, she also has a motive," Detective Asada nodded, while thinking about the confession of the students in Class A of the third year: "Mosang, how should I put it, I don't have a good relationship with her."

"You mean Moxian Mosang? You are a very arrogant young lady, but when it comes to killing people, that's unlikely."

"Actually last Friday, Mizuno-san and Mosang had a quarrel, because Mosang got high marks in every exam, and Mizuno-san called her a test bug behind her back, and she was really angry when she heard it. But to say that she got mad and killed someone? She is not that stupid, after all, she is the daughter of a big chaebol, how could she let herself go to jail. "

Asada didn't want to admit it, but Mo Xian's suspicion was indeed great. The murder weapon that killed Mizuno was a fruit knife that could be bought in an ordinary store. There were no fingerprints left. The three stab wounds were all in the abdomen. The fatal injury was a ruptured kidney. , died on the spot. Judging from the investigation of the blood stains at the scene, the murderer should not have much blood spattered on his body.

For the on-site trace detection, the deceased was dragged from behind the cherry tree to the flower bed under the classroom window to hide. Due to the influence of the environment, no complete footprints could be extracted, and the only broken footprint was too broken to be worth testing. .

On the other side of the one-way glass, Mo Xian was also turning her brain quickly to recall the scene that had passed too long for her, but it would be too embarrassing to remember the scene after a few days, but , she vaguely remembered that Mizuno seemed to put on a new hair band and put on lipstick, as if he was going to meet some important person.

If only she could have Holmes' profound knowledge reserve, Mo Xian couldn't help but sigh in her heart, if Mr. Holmes was at the scene, she might be able to find the murderer on the spot.

"Actually, with my help, some aspects can reach the level of Sherlock Holmes," the system sounded an electronic tone at the right time. "If you take me to various places, I can collect information about soil and plants."

It's useless, Mo Xian knows a little bit about modern criminal investigation techniques, if she can notice the soil and plants with the system, then the criminal police can too, and the most important thing now is not to find the real culprit, but to clear her suspicions.

Compared with the criminal police, what is her advantage?Is there any place they haven't investigated yet?Her brain turned urgently, and after a while, she found out where her advantage lies.

Relationships!Mo Xian clenched his fingers tightly to suppress the excitement in his heart.

Mizuno has a crush, but few people know who she has a crush on. Coincidentally, Mo Xian knows that she is the class representative in the class. When collecting homework, Mizuno accidentally put a letter into the homework book. The boy’s name and the pink color on the envelope tell that it’s a love letter. Mizuno didn’t like her at first, if she knew that his love letter was seen by her, there would be more troubles, out of good intentions, Mo Xian would She took out the letter and tore it up and threw it away, but she kept the envelope for some reason—maybe it was used as a trump card for tearing up her face in the future?When Mizuno found that her letter was missing, she searched anxiously for a while. Of course, she never doubted Mo Xian.

As for whether she wrote another love letter later, Mo Xian doesn't know, but judging from her attire, she probably did.

I'm really sorry, she said sorry to the boy for involving you, but it doesn't matter if you're innocent, right?

"Anyway," Police Department Shimura stood up, ready to push open the door to the confession room, "Go and ask first."

"Police department!" Just as he walked to the door, a police officer knocked on the door and entered, "The suspect's sister came to lead her out."

Because there is no evidence, Shimura Police Department and Asada Detective can only watch Mo Xian's sister lead her away. However, when she left, they told Shimura Police Department that Mizuno-san has a crush, and reminded He noticed Mizuno's attire when he died.

"I just remembered it too." Mo Xian perfectly displayed the image of a police detective who is afraid but respectful, "I don't know why, I hope I can help."

On the way out of the police station, Mo Xian’s sister Sang greeted the police officers with a smile, and led her back to her fiery red Lexus, fastened her seat belt, and held the steering wheel with her left hand painted with red nail polish. Sighing, he brushed his hair with his right hand, and said in proficient Chinese, "How could this happen, sister, you didn't kill her, did you?"

"I haven't," Mo Xian said with certainty, "Don't worry, sister."

Sister Sang nodded, started the car skillfully, and galloped away like a sharp red arrow.

What happened in the school has always been very vicious, especially this kind of murder. On the second day, Mo Xian was changing shoes at the shoe cabinet, and when he heard the discussion from the shoe cabinet, he described her as a heinous big devil , as soon as she entered the classroom, she felt that the atmosphere in the classroom was strangely quiet again. When she returned to her seat and sat down, the whispering sounded again.Mo Xian could guess with his toes, they should be discussing the hidden killers in the class - such as her.

"Hey," just as everyone's whispers became more and more intense, and Mo Xian was thinking about whether to give them a warning, an arrogant male voice suddenly sounded behind him, "You all give me a little bit of moderation."

The classroom was immediately quiet, and this time it was really quiet.

Thank you so much, hearing that familiar voice, Mo Xian unconsciously sighed in his heart.

Mr. Atobu.