Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends

Yuya and Amuro Toru came to Kentaro Nishikawa's room, intending to see if there were any clues that were missed.

The body had been moved away, leaving only a white arc representing the body's location and a pool of blood under the carpet.

Amuro Toru looked at the window of the room. It was a window that could not be fully opened. The gap was very small, and even a child would find it difficult to pass through.

Amuro Toru asked aloud: "How did the murderer throw the key into the room?"

Yuya said: "Didn't we come here to investigate just to find out this? But..."

He looked around, and finally looked outside through the window, saying: "It's a pity that the marble downstairs can't even leave footprints."

Amuro Toru looked down and sighed with regret.

Yuya carefully observed the window, his eyes swayed left and right, his eyes narrowed, and suddenly he lay down.

Amuro Toru:?

After a moment.

Toru Amuro also wanted to look, but the window was not big, and Yuya was lying there, taking up all the space, so he couldn't see anything.

"Did you find anything?" Toru Amuro finally couldn't help it and asked.

"Okay." Yuya took out his mobile phone and took a photo, then stood up.

Toru Amuro quickly asked, "What did you find?"

Yuya called up the photo and pointed at the screen and said, "I found some friction marks at the bottom of the window."

Toru Amuro squinted at the screen and found that there was a layer of dust on the window frame below the gap where the window was opened, and there was a mark left by a rope on it.

He subconsciously looked down and said in surprise, "You can see this?"

The dust is very thin, and it is really hard to see it when standing, but it is very obvious if the photo is taken intentionally.

Yuya smiled: "It's just a habit. Any place that may leave traces cannot be missed."

"So," Amuro Toru touched his chin, "Is this the trace left by the murderer when he put the key into the room?"

Yuya shook his head: "Not necessarily."

"What do you mean?"

Yuya swiped the screen, and a photo of the door lock appeared on it: "This villa is quite old, and the locks used are all old-fashioned locks. Even if there is no key, it can be locked from the outside with wire or something like that, so..."

Amuro Toru turned his head and looked at the door lock. It was indeed a very old-fashioned lock. He suddenly realized: "The secret room is not actually a secret room?"

Yuya nodded: "The reason why the key was placed in such a conspicuous position next to the body is to make us notice it at once. The murderer is likely to lead us to think of the room as a secret room."

"No murder weapon was found at the scene, but no blood was found on the path from the body to the window, so the murderer is likely not to take the murder weapon away through the window. Otherwise, how many There are two blood stains on the carpet. "So, there are two possibilities on the windows: one is to neglect this position when the maid is cleaned, and then who happened to be left by accident, but not like; the other is the murderer to set up the traces when recycling the props." In the secret room, if the murderer wants to recycle, just take it away? Why should you do it more? "You also said:" Do you remember, Mr. Xichuan's room is chaotic. " What about the reason? Yuya smiled and said, "There is nothing I can do. There are too few useful clues now. Even those are just my speculations. They are not very tenable."

Amuro Toru sighed slightly. It was indeed the case.

It is better to say that Yuya was able to deduce so many things when there were not enough clues.

···

After analyzing, the two of them successfully drove themselves into a dead end.

With a headache, they had to go to the first floor of the villa. Just when they wanted to ask the butler to make two cups of coffee, they saw Miyano Shiho holding a tray with three cups of hot coffee on it.

"I made coffee for you." Miyano Shiho said.

"Mio, you are so nice. Love you!" Yuya happily took the cup and sipped the hot coffee with satisfaction.

Amuro Toru thanked him and took it.He drank from the cup - well, although it's not his favorite flavor, it tastes pretty good.

Thinking of Miyano Shiho's original identity, Amuro Toru couldn't help but wonder - those researchers seemed to often stay up late to work overtime, and drinking coffee to refresh themselves was a convenient and effective way, so is brewing coffee a skill that they all master?

"How is it, my girlfriend is considerate?" Yuya poked Amuro Toru with his arm, saying with a boastful face.

Amuro Toru was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "Very good, you are lucky." I hope we won't turn against each other because of Shirley in the future?

Yuya chuckled and suddenly started gossiping: "Speaking of which, Mr. Amuro said that he has someone he likes. When can we introduce him to someone?"

Amuro Toru was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "The person I like is not something that ordinary people can see."

Yuya leaned back slightly: "So secretive?" He whispered, "Isn't it some old rich woman who is embarrassed to bring out? That's not right, he looks very poor..."

Amuro Toru's mouth twitched slightly, hey, hey, hey, I heard it all! What the hell is a rich woman? Does he look like a gigolo?

And I'm not really poor, okay! It's not you who thinks so, I'm pretending to maintain my persona!

Not wanting the existence in my heart to be randomly guessed by Yuya, I had to cough and said: "It's just Yuya-kun, I will introduce you to each other one day."

"Oh?" Yuya raised his eyebrows, "I am so proud?"

Amuro Toru smiled mysteriously: "It's okay, please wait for it now."

Yuya couldn't help but be curious, and said with a smile: "Then I will look forward to it."

Amuro Toru smiled, lowered his head and slowly drank coffee.

The topic was temporarily terminated, and Yuya didn't ask more questions. Anyway, the other party said that he would introduce him to each other one day, so there was no need to rush.

Seeing that Amuro Toru was thinking about something, Yuya rolled his eyes, slowly got up and sat next to Miyano Shiho, and stuck to him tightly.

Miyano Shiho didn't move, but just glanced at him, as if asking: What are you doing?

Yuya tilted his head and leaned on her shoulder, and then rubbed his face against it.

Miyano Shiho:? What's going on, why are you suddenly like a cat?

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just don't have any ideas, and I need to replenish my girlfriend's energy."

"···" Miyano Shiho was speechless. What kind of excuse is this?

Just when Miyano Shiho wanted to say something, Yuya stood up.

He stared at the ceiling and slowly opened his mouth: "I know..."

Miyano Shiho: ? ? ? No, are you serious?