Detective Training Manual

Chapter 441: What's wrong in the end?

He had been staying in the corner before, so Zhou Yan didn't take a closer look at the old man's appearance.

Looking at it now, I can actually feel that the old man’s body is quite healthy. He is lying on the ground without hunched over. There are no age spots on his face. The hair is very white, but the color is good. He is often taken care of and his skin is still healthy. It's compact, and it doesn't seem to be sick.

So how did this uncle die? Playing the piano is so hilarious, so excited! Passed?

Zhou Yan roughly inspected the front of the old man and found that there were no extra wounds. Then, he turned the old man over and turned it into a face-down posture.

Then... "Grass..."

Zhou Yan couldn't help cursing.

Because the cause of death was found, and it was easy to find.

That was the old man's back that had a needle stuck in it.

A needle that is thick and not very thick, and is definitely not thin. It is about one-tenth of the diameter of a finger, or even thinner. A part of it has been pierced into the spine of the old man, so I can’t see how much it is. long.

Zhou Yan probably touched the real position. By coincidence, it seemed to be stuck in the gap between the ribs. Looking at that position, if the needle was long enough, it should have punctured the lungs and heart, causing death.

Zhou Yan couldn't wait for the search team to come, and quickly opened the old man's clothes, and immediately found that the needle was inserted with great force, scratching the bones, and even Zhou Yan suspected that the huge force had already crushed the old man's The ribs are pierced and the bones are cracked.

Such a great energy is like a bullet shot out.

When Zhou Yan was examining the corpse, the players standing on the stage also stretched their necks to look at the corpse, and the moment they saw the long needle.

"Ah--" exclaimed several times.

"Murder... Murder?"

Zhou Yan got up and nodded: "Yes, it's not sudden death, or the end of some disease, it's murder. The murder weapon even stays in the body of the dead."

"But..." A man with a little long hair and an artistic atmosphere suddenly reflected, and he looked at several people around him in horror.

Well, it seems that this kid has realized the key point of this murder.

That's right, the murderer should be among these few people.

And ‘these people’ refer to these players on stage.

The reason is simple, because the old man Haru Tian Hiroshi died at the end of playing the piano, there is no doubt about that.

Everyone listened to the old man's piano. When he was playing, his fingers were flying flexibly on the keys. During this time, he could not die.

So after the performance, he sat quietly in front of the piano, and when someone found something was wrong and touched him, he was already dead.

Then the time he died was [the performance was over] and [being found dead], which was about a minute or two.

During this time, he has been sitting in front of the piano.

And the long needle that shot into his body was shot in from behind.

In other words, the person who was able to shoot a long needle at that time must be the person sitting behind him. The audience at the bottom of the stage certainly didn't have this ability, right.

After a few seconds of stupefaction, the few people on the stage seemed to want to understand this truth. They were all very panicked and looked at each other in disbelief. In the end, all their eyes fell on Zhou Yan.

"No...impossible, we are all students of Teacher Springfield, he is like a father in our eyes!" a girl said with tears.

This girl is about 25 years old, she is not pretty, but she plays the violin, so she is a bit extra points for her temperament.

Zhou Yan didn’t talk too much nonsense, just a faint sentence: “The biological father may die in the hands of his own children, so don’t use this as a reason. No one cares about your relationship with the deceased. We only talk about evidence. ."

"But we... why should we kill our own teacher?"

"Motivation is just a means to lock the suspect without clues." Zhou Yan said: "In short, the police will come soon. The security guards will collect all their musical instruments. From now on, no one can touch them. , By the way, search their bodies to see if there are any props that can shoot long needles."

"Why search our bodies, we didn't kill, at least I didn't kill!"

Shouted a man who was not too old.

Of course, at this time, no matter how much he said, it was of no use.

Zhou Yan simply ignored them, anyway, when the police arrived, the group had nowhere to escape.

He walked back to Li Huan's side, then frowned, and began to think.

"What's the matter?" Li Huan asked.

"It's another murder..." Zhou Yan murmured.

"Yeah, it's Christmas."

"I didn't mean that." Zhou Yan said: "I mean, why are there two homicides in this hotel?"

"Huh?" Li Huan was stunned, he didn't seem to understand.

"I mean, this hotel is now completely closed. Only hotel staff and invited people can come in. In such a closed environment, the murderers themselves will be very limited in committing crimes. After all, there are not many people in total, but In this case, two homicides were linked to each other... Regardless of whether the two cases are linked or not, they are a bit too strange."

I was saying: "Girl, help me look at the few people on the stage, can you tell who is the murderer?"

"Oh." Li Huan nodded, then took off his glasses, and observed those people so carefully.

After a long while, Li Huan shook his head: "It's very strange. They are panicked. They are frustrated and suspicious, but none of them are happy."

"Well, it may be that I didn't escape in time after the murder, so I feel very uneasy. In short, wait for the police to come first."

Zhou Yan said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but his heart became more and more nervous, and he didn't even know what he was panicking.

So he took out the detective's notes.

[The person in the false book: Xiao Zhou, the second case, don’t you think it’s a bit weird? 】

"Yes, I always feel like something is wrong, but I can't think of what went wrong."

[I’m still fat paw: Why did this old man not touch the piano for many years, and why he suddenly wanted to touch the piano? If the piano is okay, then it needs to be considered.]

"Why do you want to slam the piano again... Didn't it mean that he wanted to quit the music world? Hey? Wait a minute, yes, this old man is going to quit the music world, so he should probably quit most of the time after that. It’s just to find a nursing home for a peaceful old age, so why have to kill him at this time? The murderer is so impatient to put this old man to death in this situation? Obviously, there will be better opportunities in the future. "

Just thinking about it, a security guard suddenly ran over, with an intercom in his hand.

"Detective Zhou, the front desk said that the police have arrived..."

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