Mizuto Hirasaki is sure that his judgment is correct.

Angie must have died of homicide.

Shibuya Taniguchi?

That's just a guy in vain.

Of course, what he said makes sense.

The murderer may come back.

It's already early morning.

Now, it is the last day for Iwamori Yuyuki to break the deadline.

Shibu Taniguchi is about to fail.

Deep down in his heart, Mizuto Hirasaki does not want Shibu Taniguchi to fail.

Because he wants to find the answer.

Otherwise, His Excellency the Commander will definitely announce the cessation of the investigation and start a massacre to vent his anger.

Mizuto Hirasaki didn't want to care how many people died in Cabanatu.

He just wanted to prove himself through this incident.

Outside, someone knocked gently on the door.

Moreover, stiff Japanese was heard: "Hirasaki-dono, Hirasaki-dono."

"who is it?"

Hirasaki Mizuto frowned.

"Your Majesty Taniguchi asked me to come here to bring you food."

The other party was able to call out his name accurately and even mentioned Shibuya Taniguchi.

In the entire Cabanatu, only Shibu Taniguchi knew that he had stayed here for a whole night.

Mizuto Hirasaki opened the door.

Outside, there is a thin Filipino.

When walking, I still limp.

In his hand, he was holding rice with some pitiful vegetables on it.

Filipinos like to eat rice early in the morning.

The other party knew him and Shibuya Taniguchi, and he was also a thin lame man.

Mizuto Hirasaki had no suspicion at all.

"come in."

Mizuto Hirasaki has never had a good look towards the locals, and he has not forgotten to say:

"Keep the door closed."

The lame man closed the door and put the rice on the table with difficulty: "Sir, please use it."

After a night without food, Mizuto Hirasaki was really hungry.

The bowl of rice in front of me looks so tempting.

Mizuto Hirasaki ate hungrily.

I felt satisfied in my stomach, and the attitude of this Filipino local actually became more pleasing to my eyes.

"May I have your name."

Just when Hirasaki Ruizi asked, someone knocked on the door again.

"Hirasaki, it's me."

That was Shibuya Taniguchi's voice.

Mizuto Hirasaki didn't notice at all the sudden change in the lame man's expression.

"Go, open the door."

Mizuto Hirasaki, who was eating, gave the order.

The lame man hesitated.

"idiot!"

Hirasaki Mizuto's expression changed: "Open the door quickly, that's Mr. Taniguchi."

The lame man has no choice.

He knew the consequences of angering the Japanese.

Dragging his lame leg, he limped to the door, hesitated again, and finally opened the door.

Standing at the door was none other than Shibu Taniguchi:

Meng Shaoyuan!

"So early?"

Meng Shaoyuan seemed to have known that the cripple would be here, and asked with a smile.

"Yes." The cripple swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with difficulty: "I'm bringing some food to Hirasaki. Didn't you go out to investigate?"

"I suddenly remembered something, let's take a look."

"Ah, then I'll leave first." The lame man suddenly lowered his voice and whispered in English: "I came to see if he has discovered anything that would be helpful in breaking the eucalyptus. I have made some discoveries. I will tell you when I go back.

you."

"There's no need to rush, there's no need to rush." ​​Meng Shaoyuan was still smiling: "You've already come, why are you leaving in such a hurry? By coincidence, I also made some discoveries. Come on, let's go in and talk."

Although the lame man was not happy, he had no room for resistance in front of Meng Shaoyuan.

Needless to say, Meng Shaoyuan is tall. Even when facing the short Mizuto Hirasaki, he is still no match in a head-on confrontation.

He turned around helplessly and went back with difficulty.

Meng Shaoyuan also closed the door smoothly.

The room was very dark.

Hirasaki Mizuto put down his bowl and stood up: "Your Excellency Taniguchi."

Meng Shaoyuan glanced at the bowl of rice that was almost finished, and said with a calm expression: "Let me introduce him, he is Li Lun, a local. Although he has a disability, he can speak fluent English and a lot of Japanese."

"No wonder, I thought I heard him speaking English just now." Mizuto Hirasaki grunted, and then he reacted: "Mr. Taniguchi, have you discovered anything?"

"Yes, we have discovered it. In fact, from the moment I saw Akira Matsushiro's body, I roughly knew what was going on."

Meng Shaoyuan's words made Mizuto Hirasaki stunned.

"There's nothing surprising. This is not a particularly complicated eucalyptus." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "Hirasaki, do you still remember the experiment I did on you?"

Hirasaki Mizuto immediately remembered that before, Taniguchi Shibu took a pen and stabbed himself in the ribs and heart, and said he was doing an experiment with it.

"The appearance of the stab wound." Meng Shaoyuan said unhurriedly: "Each stab wound will cause different wounds on the victim due to the different size and strength of the murderer. Of course, this is too professional to say, and it needs to be

Only with extremely rich experience can we judge the first time. Coincidentally, I am a person with rich experience.

The murderer stabbed Matsushiro Akira's left rib with the first stab, but it was not fatal. Then, he could have continued stabbing at the left rib, but he turned to the heart. Hirasaki, remember that I stabbed you in the left rib.

What was your first reaction?"

Mizuto Hirasaki really can’t think of it.

"The normal reaction of most people is that when the left rib is suddenly attacked, the left arm will have an obvious protective action. This is a human body function that naturally makes defensive actions when facing external threats.

action."

Meng Shaoyuan said it for him: "Your reaction was the same, and Matsucheng Akira was no exception. So when I checked his body, I found a large amount of mixed blood stains on the inside of his left arm sleeve. That was Matsucheng Akira trying to protect himself before he died.

.

The wound on the left rib was actually not fatal. When the murderer carried out the second stabbing, he had several reactions, but he chose to stab the heart.

When I checked at that time, I found that the stab wound was a bit strange. Stab wounds are usually smooth and smooth, but the stab wound on Songcheng's heart was irregular.

Of course, such irregularities are completely undetectable to laymen like you."

Hirasaki Mizuto was a little ashamed and a little angry.

He could tell that the "layman" Taniguchi said was obviously referring to him.

However, Meng Shaoyuan did not care about his attitude at all: "The murderer obviously wanted to hit the heart and kill him with one blow, but he did not completely succeed in doing so.

The direction he stabbed was on the left side of the heart, from top to bottom, and his force was unstable. After stabbing in, he forced the knife further in, which caused the unevenness of the wound.

I kept thinking at the time, why was such a wound caused? But I didn't have an answer.
Chapter completed!