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Chapter 311 The truth of three years late(1/2)

Lin Xinyi and others returned to the living room.

Contrary to what they were worried about, the living room was still harmonious and peaceful.

Nakamura Minori, who was previously recognized as the number one suspect, was currently huddled on a single-seater sofa with a pale face, silent and not knowing what he was thinking.

There was always tension in her eyes.

And the existence of her "murderer" also made other people present feel nervous about her.

Everyone subconsciously kept a subtle distance from her and deliberately sat far away from Nakamura Minori.

Especially Mr. Shimoda.

This Shimoda-sensei was squeezed into the very edge of the couch, farthest from Nakamura Minori who was sitting on the single-seater sofa.

He always lowered his head, his face was as gray as a sheet, and even appeared to be more guilty and uneasy than Nakamura Minori, who wore the hat of "murderer" on his head.

What made Lin Xinyi and others slightly concerned was:

Sitting next to Teacher Shimoda is Koko Yonehara.

She sat next to Teacher Shimoda, with a natural expression and indifferent eyes, which formed a sharp contrast with Shimoda's dead face.

Mihara Akiko is very calm.

But after guessing her true intention, her appearance made people feel like the snow-capped mountains before an avalanche, and the sea brewing a storm.

It was eerily quiet.

Especially, at this moment, Yonehara Koko is still holding a fruit knife in her hand.

She clutched the fruit knife, lowered her head and concentrated on peeling the apple in her hand - it seemed that the function of this knife was only to peel apples.

But in the eyes of Lin Xinyi and others, this scene looked like this:

As if Yonehara Koko was about to get angry at any time, she turned the fruit knife in her hand into a butcher's knife and stabbed Teacher Shimoda next to her in the neck.

"Don't worry."

Belmode blinked, hinting that he had sent such a message to Lin Xinyi.

Mihara Koko sat next to Shimoda, and she also sat next to Mihara Koko.

Belmod's expression was more natural than Yonehara's, so natural that there was no trace of it.

While she was chatting and laughing with Suzuki Sonoko who was sitting on the other side of her, she always maintained a special and hidden posture, ensuring that every move of Yonehara Koko was under the corner of her eye.

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"give it to you."

Lin Xinyi secretly returned her look.

He suddenly felt relieved:

Although she did not go through as rigorous and tedious investigation and reasoning as they did, Belmode clearly noticed the flaws in Mr. Yonehara's performance through the method she was good at.

Even without Lin Xinyi saying hello, she was already helping to monitor Teacher Yonehara's actions.

Lin Xinyi believed that with professionals like Belmode always on guard, it would be absolutely impossible for Yonehara Koko to succeed in committing the murder.

"Then we can have a good talk."

After confidently handing over the security work to Belmod, Lin Xinyi finally got to the point:

"Shimoda-sensei."

"Do you have anything to say about Minako's case three years ago?"

"Ah, ah?"

Teacher Shimoda was shaken all over.

When Lin Xinyi said in front of everyone that he wanted to ask the Metropolitan Police Department to investigate Minako's file, he had already realized that Lin Xinyi might bring up the old matter again.

But when he was actually asked by this famous forest manager, he was still a little uneasy:

"M-Minako...isn't this case just a simple suicide?"

"I only know that she hanged herself in the utility room. The rest...I don't know."

"you do not know?"

"Then why did you react so loudly when you heard Minako's name?!"

Lin Xinyi asked coldly.

"I, I..." Teacher Shimoda, in a state of nervousness and confusion, gave the most effective response:

That is to remain silent and not answer anything.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it."

"Let me tell you."

Lin Xinyi never imagined that he could tell the truth with just such a sentence.

He can only make the most of the extremely limited clues he has in hand, and make the best out of this bad deck of cards:

"Look at these pictures!"

"Just these photos can prove that Minako Mochizuki did not die of suicide three years ago!"

Lin Xinyi coldly threw away a stack of photos of the scene.

These are the works of forensic photography masters.

Fortunately, their photography skills are not bad.

Fortunately, they have mastered the core skills of fishing in the workplace:

That is, no matter how free you are, you must always maintain a busy attitude in front of your colleagues and clients.

As long as they are seen to be "working" all the time, even if there is no work result, outsiders will not suspect that they are lazy.

So... after arriving at the crime scene, these master photographers held their cameras and took pictures here and there without stopping the shutter for a moment.

They took photos and recorded almost every space of the crime scene.

Including the body surface conditions that were very useful for Lin Xinyi's review and analysis, as well as some inconspicuous details that were accidentally photographed by them.

"First, let's look at this photo of Minako's body."

Lin Xinyi picked out a photo with a stern expression and presented it to Teacher Shimoda.

Mochizuki Minako is a very cute little girl.

But in the photo, her remains can only make people feel heartbroken.

Because people who die from mechanical asphyxia will inevitably have corpse signs of protruding eyeballs, bluish lips, and facial cyanosis.

You may even become incontinent.

Therefore, people who hang themselves will never have a peaceful death, and hanged ghosts have also become a terrifying existence in customs and legends.

The once innocent and cute little girl in the photo has now become like this.

"..." There was silence in the air.

Teacher Shimoda mustered up the courage to look at the photo Lin Xinyi handed over, but he only glanced at it and lowered his head as if he was electrocuted.

Observing his reaction, Lin Xinyi continued to explain:

"Although the photographer is not a professional practical recorder, he only took regular photos and did not take special photos of a certain part for storage."

"But we can still see it very clearly:"

"On Minako's neck, there are two rope ditches going in different directions."

If it is a simple suicide by hanging, except for a few special circumstances, for example, if the rope breaks for the first time and fails, you will win the grand prize of "hanging again".

Generally speaking, there will only be a groove on the neck of the deceased.

There are two rope ditches running in different directions, which shows that the deceased's neck was repeatedly squeezed.

If you see this situation, the forensic doctor, or any police detective with a brain, should increase your vigilance as soon as possible and conduct an in-depth investigation into the authenticity of this so-called "suicide".

"But the murderer three years ago was very lucky."

"He didn't meet a famous detective, nor did he meet a police detective with brains. He just met a bunch of moths waiting to die."

"The murderer didn't use any tricks, and he didn't even clean up the traces at the scene."

"Just taking advantage of the institutional loopholes of this aging agency, the Metropolitan Police Department, I have allowed myself to get away with it until now."

Lin Xinyi's tone became colder and harsher.

"This..." Cold sweat broke out on Teacher Shimoda's forehead.

He mustered up the courage in his nervousness and questioned: "Those two rope ditches alone can prove that this is not suicide?"

"Not necessarily yet."

If Lin Xinyi was present at the time, based on these two rope ditches, he could almost be sure that it was homicide.
To be continued...
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