Mochizuki took Sato Miwako back to his office, made a cup of coffee and handed it to her. It was still early, so there was no need to rush, but he couldn't let others know this.
She still had a question that she needed to answer from the deceased's neighbors and a visit to the crime scene.
"Drink some coffee to calm down, and follow me to the crime scene later. I have something to figure out."
Mochizuki looked at the frantic Miho Sato. This girl is good at everything, but her personality is too irritable. Why don't you just listen to what she has to say?
"Huh, if you can't solve the case, you'll be in trouble then."
Miho Sato picked up the coffee and took a fierce sip. There were two big dark circles on her face, which showed the results of the past few days of hard work.
Mochizuki got out of Miwako Sato's car at 2-chome 23, Mika Town, Tokyo with a disheveled look on her face. She hadn't been in such a wild car for a long time, and her ability to resist was obviously reduced. She retched twice, and Mochizuki moved towards the crime. Walk to the scene.
The entire crime scene was surrounded by a police cordon. The surrounding pedestrians were obviously not surprised. They saw Mochizuki and Miho Sato running into the scene and did not say anything.
The 16-year-old son was bitten in the bedroom. The blood stains continued from upstairs to the living room on the first floor. The scene where the two victims were attacked was the same. The couple was attacked in the kitchen, but the place where the three last appeared was It's in the living room.
Judging from the blood stains remaining at the scene, the three victims had a huge amount of bleeding. According to the forensic identification, the deceased died of excessive bleeding, which means that the murderer tortured the two people until the blood in their bodies ran out and the child was alive. The reason for coming down is still unclear, but the murderer should be merciful.
The flesh and blood on their bodies were bitten off alive, but no sound was made at all, and no drug residue was found in the forensic report, which meant that their consciousness was always awake. Mochizuki sighed, what kind of hatred could this be? ah!
After walking around the villa, Wang Yue found nothing useful, and the soul of the deceased was not here. It seemed that the murderer had left. Although Wang Yue was a little regretful, she was not disappointed. She had been prepared for this situation.
"There should be someone living in the villa next door."
Mochizuki pointed to a strange-looking villa next to her. She remembered that there was a picture in the file, and it should be an old man.
"An inventor lived in that villa. He was researching inventions at the time of the incident. He was alone in the basement and had no idea what was happening next door."
Miheko Sato was a little helpless. They had already investigated these things and it was of no use at all.
"Let's go over and have a look."
Wangyue came out of the villa and rang the neighbor's doorbell. A burst of noise came from inside. Wangyue looked inside through the gap in the door, but there was nothing.
"look up."
Miho Sato stood behind and pointed at the sky. Mochizuki looked up and saw a fat old man flying in the air with a hang glider on his back. However, there seemed to be something wrong with his balance, and his flying posture was obviously a little crooked.
Just as Mochizuki and Miho Sato were preparing to rescue him, the old man fell into the lawn of the villa like a wild goose on the sand. The two quickly climbed over the fence. At this height and weight, they couldn't be saved!
"Um, are you okay?"
Mochizuki and Miho Sato helped the old man up from the pit. There were no wounds on his body, but they were afraid that there was something wrong inside his body.
"Ah, I'm fine."
The old man patted the grass on his head and looked a little embarrassed. This was a product that a customer ordered from him. He wanted to add something to control the direction of the hang glider. He studied for a long time before he got some results. Unexpectedly, he flew. It failed after a while.
Mochizuki took out the police manual and asked him about the situation of the residents next to him.
"How long have you lived here?"
“I’ve been here since I was born.”
Agasabi Luizhi didn't understand what this had to do with the murder case next to him, but he still answered the question honestly.
"How long have the three residents next door lived here?"
Mochizuki continued to ask questions, and the conjecture she had drawn so far must have this premise to be confirmed.
"Well, it's been less than two years since they moved here. This house belongs to an old lady, and the current head of household seems to be her nephew."
A Li thought for a while than Lu Zhi. He often went there to play when he was a child. At that time, the old lady's husband was still alive and had a very good relationship with his parents. They often communicated with each other. Unfortunately, the old lady later became ill and was sent to the hospital. He was treated in a nursing home, and he was never seen again, but the current residents were not familiar with him.
"Do you remember what that old lady looked like?"
Mochizuki took out a small notebook from her arms and prepared to record the characteristics according to the description. Neither she nor Miho Sato was good at painting. This kind of technical work should be left to the professionals in the police station.
"I have a picture of her, right in the living room."
Agasabi Lu Zhi finally realized that what the police needed was the old lady's information, and he quickly invited the two policemen into the living room.
The living room was fully furnished and cleaned. Mochizuki and Miho Sato sat down on the sofa and waited.
Agasabi Lu Zhi rummaged through the drawers in the living room and finally found a shabby photo album. He found a group photo from it and gave it to Mochizuki.
There are two people in the photo, a man and a woman. The woman is holding a small dog in her hand. The time is written in the lower right corner of the photo. This was taken five years ago. The appearance of the old man does not change easily. The case finally has some clues. .
"Is there a big difference between what this lady looks like now and the photo?"
"Well, to be honest, I haven't seen her in two years, but the last time I saw her, she still looked very similar to the photo."
"Okay, thank you for your help. I'll return the photos to you when I'm done with them."
Mochizuki put away his things, said goodbye to Miho Sato and left.
"Wangyue, what exactly do you want to do?"
Miho Sato was a little puzzled. Given the age of the old lady, it was impossible for her to commit this crime. She also had no other relatives, so she would have to rely on this nephew for her future support.
Mochizuki didn't speak. He just took out his mobile phone from his pocket, took out a photo and took a photo, then dialed Officer Megure's number.
"Hey, Officer Megure, I would like to ask you to help me investigate a person. The photo has been sent."
Mochizuki hung up the phone and smiled at Miko Sato, who was glaring at her. There was nothing she could do now, other than go to the Institute of Unnatural Death to look at the corpses.
Maybe they can find the ghost of the deceased, and then let them identify the murderer themselves without so much trouble.
After telling Miko Sato that the car suddenly turned, Mochizuki's forehead almost came into close contact with the car window. She was so frightened that she quickly grabbed the armrest and raced on the street. She didn't care about the traffic department. Do people take it seriously?
Miko Sato picked up the warning light and turned it on, opened the car window, stretched out one hand to put the warning light on it, and the drivers who were jumping around gave way, and the road was smooth, and they arrived at the place where the body was stored.
