The human body in the comic world The human body in the comic world

Chapter 286

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was not annoyed at all when I heard this, but said lukewarmly: "I'm just correcting the mistakes of a self-righteous guy."

Tanimoto's face sank, and he was about to say something more, but was stopped by Yu Ichimura.

"Enough, wait for the body to be sent for identification later, the cause of death will naturally come out, and then we will discuss the question of who the murderer is."

After saying this, Yu Ichimura stopped looking at Tanimoto, but turned his gaze to me and dreamed, "Little brother Takayama, do you see something unusual?" "

He who is familiar with Takagi naturally knows that my dream is not an ordinary person, and seeing that the other party swears that Dakong is not a murderer, he instinctively chooses to believe the other party.

Seeing that everyone was looking at me, I nodded calmly and said slowly: "I don't know if you can see it, the expression of the deceased seems to be a little strange." "

Huh?"

Everyone was a little surprised when they heard this, and they all looked at the face of the corpse, and saw a stiff and empty face.

"Isn't this what a normal deceased looks like, although I have seen some special cases, but most of the deceased are this kind of remains." Yu Ichimura spoke up with a puzzled voice, he was curious about where I saw something unusual in my dream.

"Let me confirm that everyone here saw the deceased walk out of the bar, right?"

"That's right." Several waiters nodded repeatedly.

"It's normal that you haven't experienced this kind of thing without looking closely at the deceased's expression, but have you ever thought that the deceased wanted to escape here because he was afraid?"

Ichimura Yu frowned when he heard this, "But isn't he already seriously injured, in this case, if you are conscious, the first thought should be to ask for help."

"It's true that people instinctively crave help when they're afraid, but it's no different when fear takes over the brain." I dreamed and gently shook the face of the deceased Ryota Tsukamoto, revealing the side of his face, and two bloody wounds appeared on it.

"It is now certain that this girl is not the murderer." After seeing the curve of the wound, I dreamed of clapping my hands and standing up.

The fireworks on the side were extremely puzzled by this, and couldn't help but ask for everyone: "Why can you be so sure that she is not the murderer?"

I just raised one of my hands and said lightly: "The wound is deep and scratched, not like the marks of a knife cut, it should have been injured by a hand with sharp nails."

"An adult man's finger strength is still limited, let alone a minor female high school student, and it is not easy to cause this level of wound." I slowly lowered my hand, looked at the wound on the deceased's face again, and said, "If I had seen this earlier, there would be no need to say a bunch of superfluous analysis."

Gumoto on the side hugged his hands, quietly listened to the analysis of my dream and said disdainfully: "Who knows, maybe everything is prepared in advance by the murderer, she made a plan in advance to kill and hid the murder weapon, trying to fool through." Ben

was not used to seeing the fireworks of the man in front of him, and his face was angry when he heard this, "I said that you are not brainless, if she wants to hide the fact of her murder, will she come out with a knife in full view, you all think that she is the murderer, she didn't refute anything, and she still cares about hiding the truth?"

Tanimoto, who was refuted by the girl, had a somewhat confused expression, and this cute and squeamish girl who started a fire and had a temper was really not small.

Although he was a little unhappy in public, he could only lower his head to hide his emotions, after all, the other party was a lot of people, and he seemed to be a little stunned.

"Still that sentence, if there is evidence, then find out the tools of the crime, anyway, you have witnessed that she has not been out of the bar throughout the process, and the murder weapon should not be difficult to find."

I glanced at Tanimoto calmly, and after seeing that the other party did not mean to speak again, I didn't say anything more, but set my eyes on the big empty body who was held by Kitagawa Kaimon in his arms.

"Now I don't ask you to say what happened at the time of the case, if you can, please tell me about the relationship between you and the deceased."

Comforted by Kitagawa Kaimei, who had recovered some sanity, Okushi raised her eyes to look at my dream, and she was very grateful to see that the other party had been sparing no effort to speak for herself, but she was still a little hesitant when it came to her relationship with Tsukamoto.

"Dakong, don't hide anything at this time."

Listening to Kitagawa Kaimeng's soft persuasion, Dakong hesitated for a long time before nodding slightly and agreeing to reveal his privacy.

Seeing that the other party agreed, I dreamed of making a look at Ichimura, and after the other party understood it, he waved his hand, asking his subordinates to watch over the scene, and I led everyone into the bar to cooperate with the requirements of the investigation.

Inside the cleared bar, a quiet spot was full of people, and I dreamed of sitting directly across from the big sky, quietly listening to the other person describe my recent experience.

"I met Tsukamoto at a bookstore, and I just thought he was a work-study student, and I didn't have that kind of mind, but he kept approaching him, so our relationship progressed as soon as we came and went, to the point of calling each other to say good morning and night."

"Tsukamoto has a very good personality and is very considerate, and he always takes care of my feelings..."

"Sorry to interrupt, can you lean a little closer to the point." I raised my hand in a dream to remind me that the girl's words now seemed to be a little off topic.

Dakong's mouth deflated when he heard this, and his tone was full of crying, "Don't you really want to hear this kind of thing..."

Seeing this, Shiwa Kasumigaoka touched my dream with his elbow, "Just listen to it." "

I dreamed helplessly, and motioned for the sky to continue.

"I must have been a while ago when I knew he was a waiter at this club, and I remember explaining a lot to me at the time, probably because of family reasons."

"I think if you want to continue to develop a relationship, you should understand each other, so..."

"So you become a customer here." I dreamed of saying the next words for her.

Dakong nodded, and was timidly lowered by the crowd of people with strange eyes.

"The relationship between me and him is very pure, I only occasionally say some considerate things to each other, and I am only here to take care of his business and order some low-alcohol service." As if afraid of being misunderstood, Dakong hurriedly explained his intention for coming here, "Tsukamoto is indeed very popular with other customers, and he often accompanies some women to drink and talk and has no time to entertain me, but in my heart he has always been the image of that gentle and considerate big brother."

The rest of the people were expressionless when they heard this, only Hua Huo, who couldn't hide his temperament, muttered with a look of disgust: "Isn't this the unjust seed of living and escaping, and still enjoying it."

"Wouldn't you be spending a lot of money here for this kind of person?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu also frowned, and couldn't help but ask his heart.