Chapter 1997 1997【Shirley's one good deed a day】

The Mumu Police Department watched Jiang Xia flipping the camera, and his old face turned red: he finally had a flash of inspiration, but it turned out to be the wrong one.

But the murderer still needs to be found. Since he is not a male college student, then...

The Mu Mu Police Department suddenly saw a photo on the camera. His eyes lit up and he looked at the old curator: "You were going out in this photo. What were you doing when you left your seat?"

The old curator took a closer look and remembered: "Oh, I want to go outside to check the air conditioner. The cold wind seems to be stronger than usual today. I am afraid that the audience will freeze, so I want to check it."

Feeling the suspicion from the police, he took the initiative to walk towards the door he had left through before and pointed it out to everyone: "Look, go out from this door. The door at the end on the left is the air-conditioning control room."

 Indeed, it seems a little difficult to go around from here to the back and assassinate the deceased.

Jiang Xia looked at the two people who were first excluded by the police department: "Did you see the corpse in the screening room? Can you take us to the screening room to have a look."

The projectionist nodded, took them out to a stairway, and opened the door: "Just go up from here."

The group of people followed him upstairs. When they reached the corner of the stairs, a small window opened in the wall.

When Jiang Xia reached the corner, he stopped and looked at the building opposite. Opposite is a shopping mall, and what seems to be a coffee shop is facing here. There are some guests inside who are enjoying tea leisurely.

The moment Jiang Xia looked over, there seemed to be a figure passing by quickly in his peripheral vision. When his eyes focused on the table by the window in the cafe, he saw a cup of coffee on the table. The stool was pulled open in a hurry, but there was no one around the table.

 Jiangxia: “…”

He looked at the table, then at the thickly stacked curtains in the corner, and muttered to the ghosts in his heart: "Sure enough, human nature is to fish. I thought Maya Hashimoto would be a diligent and good subordinate, but I didn't expect that at the critical moment He hides no slower than others."

But one thing is worthy of praise - being so close, this distance will not hinder the ghosts' murderous project at all. And you can bring people over at any time.

Maybe it was because he stood at the corner for a long time. Hui Yuan Ai passed by, stopped in confusion, and tugged on the hem of his clothes: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xia turned around and continued walking to the screening room with her: "It's nothing, I just seemed to see a friend."

While speaking, his eyes paused briefly on Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya.

 Not far ahead.

 Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya is mixed in the detective team and is trying to use his own wisdom to analyze what the suspicious man in black has to do with this case. It's a pity that after thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure out the problem.

At this moment, his hair suddenly stood up and he shivered, feeling that he was being targeted by something dangerous. He looked around cautiously, but he didn't find anything unusual.

"Is it an illusion? But I always have a premonition of crisis." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya muttered in his heart, "Don't be careless, trust a man's intuition! Maybe there is something wrong with the man in black, and he is quietly hiding in some corner at this time. Staring at me, planning to wait for an opportunity to silence me, an innocent child who has seen too much..."

 The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

 After hesitating for a moment, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya walked a few steps slowly as if nothing had happened, gradually separated from the group of primary school students, and rubbed against Jiang Xia's legs. —Although this detective also looks dangerous, Brother Jiang Xia must prefer beating the bad adults who want to silence him rather than beating the naughty kids.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya thought quickly: "Sure enough, the closer I get to brother Jiang Xia, the stronger the sense of crisis becomes - this must be because the man in black hiding in the dark realizes that as long as I stand next to brother Jiang Xia, he will He couldn't silence him smoothly, so he is angry about it!"

Although he was scared, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya still gained a sense of security.

This way he had time to slowly worry about other things: "Should I talk about the man in black? But he seemed to have left before the death of the deceased, and he should not be the murderer of this case. I will tell you now, Will it be regarded as showing off or causing trouble?"

"No, I need to find more clues first, and then put the clues together with the matter of the man in black - as long as it can provide some help to the case, even if the matter of the man in black is invalid information, I am still helping, no How can anyone call me a naughty kid!"

Beside, Haiyuan Ai, who was walking on the other side of Jiang Xia, noticed the movement. She bent down slightly, crossed Jiang Xia's legs, and glanced at Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya.

 Then she straightened up again, and her mood began to rise: her efforts were indeed effective - look, the smartest Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko has realized that Jiang Xia is actually a trustworthy adult, and no longer avoids him like a snake.

 If this continues, Jiang Xia should soon be able to realize his wish and become friends with these three timid children.

Beside him, Jiang Xia was also looking at Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya.

—If I remember correctly, Mitsuhiko seemed to have bumped into Maya Hashimoto when he went to the bathroom.

 Why haven’t you said something about such an important thing? Could it be that the child has a bad memory and has forgotten everything?

 …

The group of people had their own thoughts, and finally walked up the stairs and came to a small lounge.

The projectionist and the saleswoman were not clear about the twists and turns in the detective and primary school student's minds, and were still concentrating on introducing the police: "This is our employee's lounge."

After finishing speaking, the projectionist walked to the opposite side and opened another door on the wall: "The projection room is here."

 This cinema is relatively old and not large in scale. Jiang Xia walked to the door, looked inside, and saw two projectors placed side by side.

"Two?" There weren't many murders in the cinema, and there weren't many opportunities for the police to come backstage. "I thought there was only one machine in each screening room."

The projectionist smiled and said: “It’s more convenient to have two machines, so that when one machine is showing the film, the other machine can reel it in, otherwise it may not be in time for the next show.”

He took two more steps forward, walked to the machine, and pointed to several small openings on the wall: "This is the projection window. This one is for me. Looking out from here, I can see the film. There was no normal playback. The window in front of the machine next to it was used for projection—the man was hung in front of this window. I was shocked when I saw it."

Jiang Xia looked closer to the window. All the small windows were completely sealed, and there were no signs of being pried.

The saleswoman said: "When the black figure appeared, Mr. Furuhashi was playing a movie in this room, and I came in to deliver him a lunch box of tea. A few minutes earlier, I had been making tea for him in the lounge outside. , never left at all—this alibi is sufficient. I have already said that what happened today must have been the suicide of that nasty guy."

 (End of this chapter)