Chapter 27 Murder

This weird scene made Yago's hairs stand on end. He turned his head slightly, avoiding the strange smiling face of the deceased who seemed to come from the heart until death, and looked at other parts of the room.

Although in this world he is just a new detective, but all kinds of history and experience in virtual games are not useless.

He glanced around the room, trying to find some clues.

Floor-to-ceiling clothes hangers, dressing tables, sofas with pillows and small quilts.

Very simple room.

The corpse was leaning against the wall, sitting in the corner next to the dressing table. The blood was also gathered in this place, and the stool in front of the dressing table had been overturned. I don’t know if it was the deceased who knocked it down, the murderer, or a dispute between the two parties. knocked down.

As for the cause of death

Yago, who avoided looking at the face of the deceased, turned his eyes around her body and found that the blood was concentrated on the shoulder blade, but it probably dripped from the wound at the mouth.

In addition, Yago did not find too much blood on the front of the corpse, but the big pool of blood on the ground

On the back of a corpse? Still in the lower body?

The fallen chair just covered the left leg and the abdomen above and below the pelvis, and only the right leg could be seen. Yago could not determine the location of the wound.

But the red on the clothes is all from top to bottom, and does not extend from the sides

If the wound is on the back, it is at least below the waist.

After simply making a preliminary inference based on the visual information, Yago asked Paulin beside him:

"Shall we go in and have a look? Or wait until the police arrive?"

Paulin also seemed to be frightened by that weird smiling face, he turned his head with a pale face:

"I--"

As soon as he made the first sound, he stopped talking, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he seemed much calmer:

"We are waiting here. Although I am a pastor, it is best to wait for the police to arrive before going in. Now, we are waiting here."

"Well, that's good too, to avoid other troubles."

Yago nodded and turned to look at the others:

"Guys, you can't leave the theater right now, it's best for everyone to gather together and supervise each other"

"What do you mean by mutual supervision!? Do you think we killed Miss Elaine!? Think we are criminals!?"

The one who spoke was a man wearing butler costumes, the opera singer who had just played the leader of the woman's family's hunter in the opera, and the other party questioned angrily.

This sentence directly affected other people.

Others asked similar questions, as if some switch had been triggered, and some even planned to turn around and leave.

Faced with this scene that was so familiar that he could no longer be familiar with it, Yago just kept his mouth shut and did not speak again.

Although there may be murderers among them, letting them go now will make the follow-up investigation difficult, but difficulties are difficult.

He is not a saint, and the persuasion he said to prevent them from doing unnecessary actions that led to them being listed as suspects by the police, but with such a result, has consumed his few goodwill.

If they are unwilling to accept and cause trouble for themselves, Yago doesn't need to do anything more.

and

His silver pupils swept across everyone present.

No one can be sure that Miss Elaine is the only target of the murderer.

After scanning the scene where the man playing the butler left first and the others followed, Yago stood aside and leaned against the wall with Paulin, waiting for the police to arrive.

While he waited, he took a silver cia from his pocket and tossed it upwards now and then.

He didn't use the gambler's ability, he just flipped a coin out of habit.

The situation at Fast's Cloakers required blunt economic talk to make the coin toss seem a little more natural.

If there is nothing to talk about in the future, his sudden coin toss will look unnatural.

He also thought about taking out his pocket and letting the coins fall out as a substitute for using the gambler's ability, but once is fine, how many times

Or choose other things as gambling tools, such as marked buttons or something, but in the final analysis there is no way to completely solve the problem.

And the solution.

Habit.

Make the act of tossing a coin a habit, or a well-known habit.

Watching Yago toss and catch coins again and again, Bant standing beside him and Paulin couldn't help asking:

"Mr. Yake."

It seems that it was because of the impact of what happened just now, or because Bant's own memory is not good, he did not remember Yago's name.

"I'm Yago." After catching the silver coin and looking at the king's head portrait on it, Yago tossed the coin up again.

"Mr. Yago, is there anything you want to see Miss Elaine?"

He didn't forget that Yago and Pastor Vilia wanted to find Elaine just now.

As for such questions, Yago and Paulin had already prepared their speeches long before they came.

Paulin glanced at the door leading to the stage, turned his head and responded:

"Eileen often comes to the church to pray. I met her before. Elaine said that she had encountered some troublesome things. Today, I went to see the opera with Fast, and I came to find her by the way, because my sister Eileen just I opened a private detective agency, and if she has any troubles, I am going to recommend Elaine to find Erin."

Using the reasons of the Rose Church and the Detective Agency, Bant also nodded, expressing his understanding:

"She also often goes to church to pray during this period, and she was almost late yesterday because of her prayers. I also know that something is wrong with her recently, but I only because of her because of the casting of the leading role. But who knows."

Bant's face was a little pale, as if he remembered the scene in the room.

Pray frequently? be late? starring?

Hearing his words, Yago and Paulin couldn't help but looked at each other, ready to ask for more detailed information.

However, at this moment, successive footsteps came from outside.

The sound of successive footsteps echoed in the empty corridor where only Paulin, Bant, Yago and three men in security uniforms stood.

The six turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

Appearing in everyone's field of vision was a group of policemen wearing black and gray inner soles, gray coats and short capes. The police caps had two gray hexagonal patterns that looked like snowflakes or ice crystals.

This is a police rank, which is different from the stars and flat V patterns that are common in the real world. At least in Cartesia, the police do not have epaulets on their shoulders. Their police ranks are all on the helmet and on the chest.

Constable, Sheriff, Inspector, Senior Inspector, Superintendent.

Two, the sheriff.

However, in addition to these six policemen, there were three people who did not appear to be policemen.