Die!
Kuramoto Yoji's eyes were filled with fierceness. Although the hand holding the knife was still trembling, he couldn't care less about it at this moment.
The other end of the secret passage is his room on the third floor. This is not an excuse for ignorance.
"No, he must have guessed that there was a secret passage in the villa earlier, otherwise he would not have been able to figure out whether it was suicide or not..."
A few minutes ago, when Ye Gengyi discovered the secret passage and walked in, such thoughts appeared in Kuramoto Yoji's mind.
I have to kill him and then pretend that the murderer is an outsider who sneaked into the villa. Otherwise, after the police arrive, I will definitely not be able to hide the murder of Renzi!
Once evil thoughts take root, they will spread like a virus and be difficult to contain.
So, while a group of people were still staying at the murder scene waiting for the results, Yoji Kuramoto quietly ran to the third floor.
He held a fairly sharp fruit knife and rushed forward the moment the closet door was pushed open.
The sound of clanging metal struck immediately.
A palm wearing a black glove reached out, casually pushed away the fruit knife, then continued to reach forward and directly grabbed Kuramoto Yoji's neck.
As soon as Ye Geng walked out of the closet, he put more force on his arm and pressed the murderer, who was somewhat unclear, against the wall near the main entrance, and asked calmly:
"Why are you so anxious to come up and kill me?"
"Uh...wuwu..."
Kuramoto Yoji's face turned purple, and he struggled to open the hand that was holding his throat. However, no matter how much he resisted, it was in vain. The black glove like a steel pliers did not move at all, and there was no trace left on it. Traces of scratching.
"Don't be nervous, I'm measured. With this strength, as long as you don't waste any more energy struggling, it will take about a minute to feel suffocated and desperate, and it will take about two and a half minutes to cause irreversible damage to the brain due to lack of oxygen... "
Ye Gengyi continued to explain the facts in a calm tone, but this situation and this behavior, combined with this behavior, were not so much comfort as simple intimidation:
"Of course, there are exceptions. For example... your vital capacity is quite amazing. Due to the lack of relevant numerical values, it is difficult for me to give a specific time in this case, but you still don't need to be nervous. On the other hand, if your The lung capacity is very small, but I can make appropriate adjustments by observing your facial expressions, um...it looks like it's about the same, remember to be more careful when walking next time, so as not to break your ribs again."
After saying that, Ye Gengyi let go of his hand.
"Cough cough cough..."
Yoji Kuramoto knelt on the ground, holding his throat and coughing violently. Stars appeared in his eyes, his head felt dizzy, and there was a slight buzzing in his ears.
But...ribs? Are your ribs okay?
At this time, a piece of music fell on his chest, and Ye Gengyi kicked out one leg, kicking Kuramoto Yoji until his whole body bent.
Click...the ribs were broken.
"Don't be so impulsive next time, but..."
Ye Gengyi squatted in front of him: "Since you came to the door yourself, I won't be polite to you. Tell me, what is your motive for killing?"
Please be more polite next time...
Yoji Kuramoto almost cried. Is this torture to extract a confession? This must be torture to extract a confession!
Police uncle, come quickly!
"How should I put it? I have studied the body composition for a period of time and created related data models, so I left some leeway when doing it. However, if you still try to hide it, you will not be able to do this. You are so smart, don’t blame yourself for accidentally breaking your thumb, haha..."
Ye Gengyi let out a soft 'heh' sound, then he cast his gaze on the thumb of the opponent's right hand and said:
"By the way, I consulted with a criminal police officer I know and learned that in the face of a vicious murderer like you, causing moderate injuries during the process of subduing him is still within the scope of self-defense. There is nothing you can do to make you want to kill me. .”
Am I extremely evil? No, this is no longer important. What is important is that the person in front of me wants to break my fingers!
Yoji Kuramoto's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, he came back to his senses and shouted quickly:
"No, don't...I said, I said..."
"Yeah." Ye Geng nodded and turned on the recording function of his phone.
The case is not complicated.
Yoji Kuramoto and Renko Hobo are the guitarist and pianist in the band. When they joined the group, they naturally became a pair.
Bao Bo Lunzi was very talented and composed many songs for the orchestra.
For example, in "dorcus", which sold quite well, all the chord parts of Yoji Kuramoto were played according to Renko Hobo's design.
But from that moment on, Bao Bo Lunzi's whole person's condition began to go wrong.
The four of them have also discussed that they want to use this considerable income to purchase better instruments and equipment, to enrich themselves in a down-to-earth manner, and to make their band famous step by step.
However, this plan was opposed by Paulonzi.
She believes that it is enough for the band to have its own talent. As for instruments and more sophisticated equipment, there is no need to buy them. Things that can be rented are enough.
The first money they earn should be used to buy a villa, so that when they are interviewed by reporters in the future, the background will no longer be that cramped small apartment.
The other three people in the band are helpless about this. After all, as long as you talk about the future, they will talk about your current contribution and there is no need to talk about it at all.
The final result was, of course, the purchase of this villa where the legendary devil once lived.
The emotions of several people gradually changed from the initial anxiety to the joy of owning a villa.
As for being haunted? Is there anything more terrible than poverty?
Since then, several people have often come here to practice.
At the same time, Yoji Kuramoto also discovered that Renko Hobo had changed...
He became a little vain and his temper became bigger and bigger. From the details of music to the details of life, he began to look down on the three of them.
In this regard, Yoji Kuramoto felt the most profoundly.
Being ridiculed for his skill, he moved to the third floor silently. Then, during an accidental guitar practice, he discovered that the echo in the room was not quite right, and found a path in the cabinet leading to the room directly below the second floor. The secret passage.
At first, he just thought it was novel and didn't care too much. He even thought about finding an opportunity to share this secret with the other three members of the band.
But when I think about it, the deceased Bobolenko began to look down on these members because of the results of the last album, and even the originally ambiguous relationship between the two no longer existed.
Yoji Kuramoto hesitated, even a little uneasy. After all, the suggestion to move to the third floor was made by him himself.
If he told everyone about the secret passage at this time, he would definitely be viciously attacked by Lunzi, and he might even be labeled a perverted voyeur.
That's what he thought, so he didn't tell anyone about the secret passage.
until today.
Just when Ye Gengyi and others left the villa and went to the backyard to look at the quilted window.
Yoji Kuramoto came to Hobo Renko's room and confidently played a tune that he had practiced for a long time. The result...
"As a result, the woman said that I had not made any progress at all, and even mocked me that I should start learning music theory from scratch. I just argued a few words, and she started to curse all the guitar players I admired, ha, ha ha..."
Kuramoto Yoji's lips moved for a while, and he smiled bitterly:
"I was so angry that I didn't realize until the noise in my ears stopped that I had strangled him to death..."
He paused, and a touch of determination appeared in his eyebrows:
"No... maybe I wanted to kill her a long time ago, because she has humiliated me like this more than once, but I really didn't think about doing it when there were guests at the door, so I quickly imitated the technique in that story. , I arranged the scene in a panic, but when I thought about you guys in the backyard, I was very afraid that you would hear the movement. As a result, when I looked out of the window of the secret passage, I was suddenly hit by someone. You and your companion were seen."
Sure enough, this murder was an impromptu act, and based on the fact that the other party only revealed the truth after his ribs were broken, his reasons for killing were not necessarily all based on his dedication and purity to music.
For example, he resented the person he was once ambiguous with, alienated himself because of the album's popularity, and in order to show his uniqueness, he deliberately created barriers and denied the previous relationship...
Ye Gengyi listened calmly, and while several guesses flashed through his mind, he had already reached a conclusion on the case.
- There is no medium.
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