"Killed?"
"Yes. I tried to contact Ms. Qichuan after I went back last night, but no one answered the phone, so I left a message saying that I would visit her this morning.
But just now, the police suddenly called and said that Ms. Qichuan had been murdered. I was the last one to call and asked to come over for questioning. "
Hearing this, Lu Ren couldn't sit still for a moment. He believed that Bei Dao was innocent, but he did not believe in the abilities of this group of Tokyo police.
Objectively speaking, they would not frame the case and catch the murderer to solve the case. There are so many unsolvable cases that I have become accustomed to them.
But Lu Ren really couldn't praise their efficiency. Even if Bei Dao's innocence was proved afterwards, the time wasted and the work delayed during the investigation and interrogation was not a small amount.
And if this matter reaches the ears of his old enemy, "the editor-in-chief of Dongbao is deeply involved in the murder incident."
They will definitely write a lot about this.
If this really happens, Beidao's future will undoubtedly be greatly affected.
This is something Lu Ren cannot tolerate.
Beidao has achieved its current results step by step and achieved its current status. Lu Ren witnessed all this with his own eyes, and he knew how much effort Bei Dao had put into this.
Lu Ren will never allow all this to go to waste.
"Where are you now?"
"I'm still at home and getting ready to go."
"You stay at home, I'll pick you up right away." Lu Ren picked up the car keys on the table and hurriedly put on his coat, "You have to deal with the newspaper office for a day, not two days, forget it. I'll go talk to Sato Kiyoshi and ask for three days' leave for you."
"Um."
After greeting Sato Kiyoshi, Lu Ren drove to pick up Bei Dao. As soon as they met, Lu Ren handed her the marginalized glasses, "Put these on and pretend to be a disguise."
"Oh." After putting on his glasses, Bei Dao took out the mask from his arms and put it on without Lu Ren's reminder.
Lu Ren glanced at it and found that Bei Dao was still wearing the light blue cloth mask she bought earlier, not a medical mask.
"..." Forget it, now is not the time to dwell on this matter. Wear whatever she wants.
Lu Ren started the car, "I have already said hello to Sato Kiyoshi. Now you call Atsushi Mori and leave the work to him for the time being. Just say that I have something to do with you these days."
"Um."
After Bei Dao finished the call, Lu Ren continued to ask: "You are going to visit Qichuan this morning, why didn't you tell me in advance."
"Because Ms. Qichuan can't get through on the phone, I want to pay a visit first to see what's going on. I'll call you Brother Ren after I confirm it, so that you don't have to make a trip in vain."
"That's it." Lu Ren didn't dwell on the matter anymore, "Leave it to me after a while. I have a good relationship with the police, and they won't embarrass you."
"Um."
Ten minutes later, Lu Ren drove to the downstairs of Ms. Qichuan's apartment. As before, the place was now cordoned off, and a group of police officers stood behind the lines to maintain order.
Lu Ren parked the car, successfully entered the cordon by scanning his face, and took the elevator to the crime scene.
After walking into the house and scanning around, Lu Ren found that most of the people here were familiar. Except for the familiar Fatty Huang, Conan and his son-in-law are also here.
It turns out that this person was targeted by the gods of death and death. Lu Ren had a hint of enlightenment in his heart and immediately felt a lot more relaxed.
He has no impression of this scene yet, and he doesn't know which episode of the original work it is. But in a case where Conan is present, one thing will definitely not change.
That means the murderer must be at the scene at this time.
Lu Ren glanced at the only two strangers present, one tall and one low, one fat and one thin.
The two of them, plus Bei Dao, just constitute one of the three choices.
After excluding Bei Dao, the murderer must be among these two people.
Lu Ren looked at the two of them emphatically. The young man was taller, wearing glasses, and had a delicate appearance. The other one is older, has a square head, wide ears, deep-set eye sockets, and appears to have a poor sleep schedule.
"Brother Lu Ren, why are you here?"
After noticing the movement at the door, Mu Mu turned around and found that the person who came was actually Lu Ren. He was a little surprised and looked at Mao Li subconsciously.
Could it be that Mao Li called him here?
"Of course I'm coming over. Because I was supposed to visit Ms. Qi Chuan this morning, and Bei Dao made the call on my behalf."
"ah?"
"Let's not talk about this for now, what is the specific situation now?"
Normally, it would be okay, but now Lu Ren doesn't have the patience to talk to Mu Mu about these useless topics. He pulled Takagi, the toolman aside, and went straight to the point, asking about the details of the case.
Under the signal from Memu's eyes, Takagi told the truth everything he knew so far.
[The deceased was Qichuan Village, 65 years old. Police received a report this morning that witnesses found her dead in her house. 】
[The initial estimate of the time of death is from 7 to 9 o'clock last night. The specific results need to wait for the judicial autopsy. The cause of death was a blow to the back of the head from a trophy. 】
[The witnesses who reported the crime are the two in front of me. One, Shunichi Tono, was the editor of the deceased, and the other, Keizo Murata, was the administrator of the apartment. 】
[Tono Shunichi came to visit this morning. After he couldn't ring the doorbell, he asked the administrator to open the door. After the two entered the house, they found the deceased lying on the ground in the living room, next to the blood-stained trophy. 】
"In addition, according to Mr. Tono's account, the deceased received a murder notice a few days before the incident."
Lu Ren put on white gloves and took the notice letter from Takagi.
[Dear Teacher Saikawa Murako:
I plan to use your life as my next collection. I will visit you soon.
Orochi Guliang
】
Lu Ren's pupils shrank after seeing the name of the person who signed the payment.
After finishing writing the manuscript last night, he checked online for information about Qichuan Village.
Let’s take a look at her famous works to prepare for today’s meeting.
As for the name Orochiya Ryo, he just saw it last night and was deeply impressed by it.
He is no one else, or he is not a living person at all. Ryo Orochi Tani is the most famous villain written by Saikawa Murako, and his popularity is even higher than that of the protagonist.
How is this possible when a character in the book sends a murder notice?
This is the world of science, not the world of magic.
Is it possible that these two first witnesses are not the murderers? Is this a box-opening murder case by a fanatic fan?
Saikawa Murakami failed to write the character of Ryo Orochi Tani? His fans couldn't stand it, so they came over and killed the original author?
This is not right either, let’s not say whether it will collapse or not. Lu Ren remembered that Qi Chuan had stopped writing for a long time, so long that people had almost forgotten this master of reasoning.
How could a person who hadn't written a book for a long time still have an editor come to visit, and he was such a young editor at that.
During Takagi's previous introduction, Lu Ren learned that the handsome young man in front of him was the editor Shunyi Tono. The person next to him with a beer belly is the administrator.
"I remember that Ms. Qi Chuan has stopped writing for a long time. Is she now preparing to make a comeback and write a book?"
"No." Tono shook his head, "Teacher, she is in very poor health now and has no energy to write a book. I want to compile all her previous works and re-edit them into a book for publication. I am a fan of Teacher , I don’t want her work to be buried here.”
As he said that, Tono had a sad look on his face, but he didn't know that Lu Ren opposite him had gradually narrowed his eyes.
Fanatic fan murder case...
Doesn’t the person in front of me just fit the bill?
