After seeing her daughter getting used to this tragic corpse, Qiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief. [This article comes from] No matter what, girls always have to look at the corpse more when they are fine. This is a normal life trajectory. Otherwise, Qiao Xue will be distorted by her own teachings.

After not worried about Xiaoxue, Qiao Feng began to turn his head and look at Xia Yu who was holding the other hand. At this moment, she hugged the bear in her arms, raised her head, looked at the explosion pit on the ground covered with human tissue, and lowered her head and said nothing.

Qiao Feng did not disturb her, but just kept guarding her quietly.

After realizing the "special" state of Xia Yu here, Lao Xu, who had been walking around there, stopped and looked at her.

The ink-blue pupils reflected the completely exploded abdominal cavity. Xia Yu turned her head and looked at a small piece of half-cooked liver beside her feet.

Next to it is a sofa table that has been blown up and is obviously deformed. The bar signs placed on it have also flew out and are deeply embedded in the wall.

The ceiling fan originally decorated on the ceiling, but now the leaves of the fan are all prying backwards. The part facing downwards is black and seems to have been burned.

The dark bar is full of burning traces. The large pool of ashes on the ground should be the remains of some kind of cloth burning? Look at the falling wine rack, and then look at the floor under the shelf, I don’t know how many wine bottles have been overturned.

Even a small piece of kimono fragments hanging on the high chair there, the dark purple chair cushion set off the bright kimono, and the colors on it are now burned by flames. It seems that the palette has been overturned, and the kimono fragments are covered with various colors, just like a rainbow, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and all kinds of colors.

"It should be more than one bomb exploded."

After taking a few photos, Hana Ruojian frowned and came to about ten meters away from Sato Ryoko's body, looking at a piece of palm on the floor.

"There is almost no human tissue on the ceiling. You can imagine that the bomb should be placed not under the corpse, but on the abdomen. Judging from the distance of only ten meters after the explosion, the explosion will not be very large."

The newcomer there recorded and updated his manual, while pinching his chin and thinking about it. Then he said, "Based on the degree of explosion at the scene, I also think that more than one bomb should explode. Instead, many bombs detonated at the same time. This way the bar was completely destroyed. The murderer's method of killing people is really cruel."

Old Xu breathed out: "Damn guy... Sasaki Ryo! This guy is really hiding on the boat... Must be hiding on the boat! I want to catch him... Must be!"

Qiao Feng looked at the three people who were discussing the case, but he didn't say anything. Qiao Xue, who was standing next to him, also took photos of the scene with her cell phone, and kept glanced at her mother.

Now, Xia Yu was squatting in front of the kimono fragment, her big dark blue eyes kept looking at it. After a while, her gaze extended along the kimono fragments to the blown bar and came to the bar.

"A Feng, this wine rack blocks the bar."

"Okay, I'll move it away."

Without waiting for Lao Xu to exclaim to stop, Qiao Feng walked forward without saying a word, stretched out his hands to push the wine rack pressed on the bar directly. There was a crackling sound. Another pile of bottles and jars fell to the ground, smashing them to pieces.

"What are you doing? Qiao Feng! Don't destroy the scene, I'll tell you!"

Old Xu from the other side hurriedly ran over, but for this old friend, Qiao Feng naturally opened his arms and hugged him with a smile, so that he could not disturb his wife's "looking" things.

That is, as Lao Xu screamed, Xia Yu walked around the back of the bar and looked at the broken bottles and jars on the ground. He raised his head and looked at the wine rack.

There were several blurry bloody handprints on the wine rack that was lifted.

When he saw these bloody handprints, Lao Xu finally stopped talking. Hua Ruo saw that, he rushed up immediately and kept taking pictures.

Xia Yu stared at the bloody handprints on the wine rack, then looked at a yellow lemon palm print on the bar, then lowered her head and looked at the broken bottles on the ground.

"How did this palm print come from? I can understand the blood palm print, but how did the yellow palm print come from?"

Xia Yu turned his head and asked a question.

Qiao Xue immediately crawled over, glanced at the ground, and said, "This should be lemon powder. It is the pigment used to adjust the color during bartending. Mom, look, there are many other colors here in addition to lemon color."

Qiao Xue pointed to the piles of messy bottles and jars under the shelf. She pointed one by one—

"Hey, this bright green trace in the corner of the bar should be matcha powder. Let's see...well, it's powder, that should be right."

"There are also traces of this dark purple on the falling high chair outside the bar that seem to have been applied with lipstick. It should be purple potato powder."

"And, this piece on the bar is light red, and the juice of strawberries should have penetrated."

"Oh, there's here."

Qiao Xue saw that she raised her phone in her hand and directly looked at a large piece of light green kimono fragments hanging on a picture frame on the wall. After pointing at a small piece of colored kimono on the fragment, she said as if she showed off: "And this color, well, is also purple."

Hua Ruo glanced at the step and nodded, "This should be a piece of cloth near the collar. It was actually blown so far, and the airflow was strong enough."

Xiaoxue pouted and continued to stare. But suddenly! She pointed to the small piece of cloth and said loudly: "Huh? There are actually words on it."

This sentence made Lao Xu, who was originally a little decadent, suddenly become energetic! He rushed to the cloth on the wall and carefully looked at the small piece of text on it.

After a while, he shouted immediately!

"That's right! It's indeed text! And it's still in Japanese! Come and see!"

Qiao Feng hurriedly hugged Xia Yu and ran to the next to the cloth. At this time, Hua Ruo saw that he had taken a photo of the small piece of text half a index finger on the kimono, and directly enlarged it on the SLR to show it to everyone.

That's right, it's indeed text.

Although it looks a bit crooked and the upper part of the text seems to have been wiped, there is no doubt that the text is definitely not wrong!

And as for what these words are written...
Chapter completed!