Thriller Paradise Chapter 10: Detailed investigation room

The investigation by the police has begun. Of course, it can be said that it is Feng Bujue's investigation. m

After talking with Scofield for a few words, Brother Jue learned that there were only four police officers who came to this mountain villa to investigate the murder this time...Except for Scofield and the one he brought into the house. Of the two subordinates, one person remained outside the house to watch the car.

But this is reasonable. Police stations in remote areas like this have very limited resources. Sending two police cars and four police officers to the door shows that they take this case very seriously.

"It's getting a bit late, detective, do you consider letting your subordinates bring the body back to town for inspection first?" When Feng Bujue asked this question, he was kneeling on the floor next to the body and bringing his head close. Dennis' neck, carefully watching the wound.

At this time, the people in the corridor outside the door had already left, and a police officer stood guard at the door, and another police officer started to do some preliminary transcript work.

"There is only one clinic in the town. I think the doctor there can't handle this kind of work." Scofield replied, "Our town rarely has such murders. If you want an autopsy, I'm afraid you have to send the body to a distance. Here is Ogilvy, half a day away, where the police station is equipped with forensic medicine..."

"Alright." Feng Bujue interrupted, "When I didn't ask." He said, stood up, walked around behind the sand chair, held Dennis' head, and moved lightly. After watching for a few seconds, he said, "He was strangled to death, the wound was very thin, and it was handed to the back of his neck. The murder weapon should be a steel wire or fishing line or something,"

"Hmm..." Scofield followed Feng Bujue and saw the condition behind Dennis's neck.

Feng Bujue continued, "In addition to the wound cut by the thread, there are many small irregular wounds on the front of the neck." He raised the deceased's hand. Using a toothpick, he picked out a piece of flesh between his nails and said, "He obviously picked it up with his fingers."

Schofield thought for a while, then continued: "Well...Is this what he left behind when he was strangled by someone from behind, trying to pull the line apart?"

"Futility struggle." Feng Bujue said coldly, "As long as the assailant is tightened enough, even if he uses hemp rope as a weapon, it is difficult for the victim to dig his fingers into the space between the hemp rope and the skin. , Let alone such a thin line... If the force of the murderous arm is strong enough, it is possible to cut off the entire human head."

Listening to Jue Ge's calm narration, looking at his indifferent and focused look... Even Schofield, the detective who had seen the big scene, couldn't help but shudder.

"The carpet in front of the sand chair has traces of being pushed over by the toes of the deceased, and it is clearly pleated several layers forward." Feng Bujue moved his eyes down, "Combined with the wear marks that were rubbed out on the carpet...Preliminary Judgment. He was strangled alive while sitting in this chair. After he died, the murderer never moved him."

Speaking of this, Feng Bujue suddenly saw something. He bent down, pushed the deceased's leg away slightly, and picked up a cigarette **** from the cushion of the sand chair.

Next second. He immediately turned his head and glanced at the ashtray on the small table next to him. There were also a few cigarette butts in it. Brother Jue took the two before his eyes and compared them, and then got close and smelled it, after confirming that they were the same brand. Reading: "Did you smoke when you were killed..."

"So... the murderer hid somewhere in this room beforehand, sneaked close to the target from behind, and then slammed the killer?" Scofield speculated.

Feng Bujue shook his head and replied: "In this room. The only places to hide are under the bed, the closet, and the bathroom next door." He walked to the bathroom and gently pushed the bathroom door. The shaft of the wooden door squeaked immediately, "Those wooden doors and furniture will probably make such movements. If the murderer hides in the bathroom, closet, etc., there will definitely be a sound when he comes out." He came again. Going to the bed, "As for under the bed, it is very difficult to hide an adult, and the deceased's face is facing the bed, and he will be seen when he comes out."

"That... means that before the deceased was killed, he knew that the murderer and himself were in the same room." Scofield thought for a few seconds, "but he was not prepared."

Feng Bujue shrugged and said, "Well, the murderer must have been someone who knew Dennis. So when the murderer walked to Dennis's blind spot and took out the murder weapon, Dennis was still smoking a cigarette easily."

"Sure enough, is the murderer in this villa..." Scofield said thoughtfully.

"What? It sounds like you already have someone to suspect?" Feng Bujue said.

"Uh... just some immature ideas." Scofield said.

"Why don't you talk about it, detective." Feng Bujue said.

Schofield hesitated, glanced in the direction of the door (the door remained open), then slightly lowered his voice and said, "I suspect... it's Master Colston."

"Oh? Why do you see it?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Don't you think... that old man seems too calm?" Scofield said, "His speech and behavior are not like the response of an old man who has just suffered the loss of a child."

"No, his reaction was normal. Before you came, that is, when he learned that his son had been killed, he was indeed very excited, but he calmed down faster than the average person." Feng Bujue said "Because he is not an ordinary old man." He paused. "There are at least four obvious signs in Colston that he has a military background. Dennis mentioned this in front of me. Cole. Ston may have seen more dead bodies than you and I have seen. He has strong will and is sane enough. This kind of person will not easily collapse."

Feng Bujue said as he walked to the window, "In addition...you have also seen that Master Colston needs the help of crutches to walk~IndoMTL.com~ And the murderer of this case, he The murder weapon must be held in both hands and approach the victim." As he spoke, his eyes lit up, as if something had appeared on the edge of the window frame, but his narration did not stop, "Besides... if you are in the same room with your father, Dennis He would not turn his back to each other and talk while smoking. That would be disrespectful."

"Did you find anything?" Scofield also noticed Feng Bujue's actions, and quickly followed up to check.

"Ah... just cracked the murderer's method of escaping the secret room." Feng Bujue replied in a relaxed tone, "This is not a problem." He pointed his finger at the window frame, "Look here... …"

Scofield looked in the direction pointed by Brother Jue, and found a light stain of blood with neat edges, "What does that mean?"

"It means that the murderer directly used the murder weapon to create this secret room." After Feng Bujue said, he opened the window and probed out to watch. "The foundation of this villa is quite thick, and the window edge is about 1.7 meters high from the grass outside. ." As he said, he climbed out, anyway, here is only the first floor...

"Well...Except for Kolston and Oliver, everyone else is suspected." Feng Bujue turned over and jumped onto the lawn outside the house, muttered a word, and then began to lower his head to check his footprints. (To be continued)