Vol 2 Chapter 270: Continuous murders of luxury passenger ships 3

Nearly all the guests on the cruise ship gathered at the door. In addition, there were two shipping personnel in white uniforms who ran over after hearing the sound.
"Yuanzi." Jingyu gently called Yuanzi.
Yuan Zi turned his head and looked at him. He already knew what he wanted to do. This was indeed a serious problem before him. From the perspective of Yuanzi's knowledge of Qiben Haozang, it is impossible for him to commit suicide.
So she stopped everyone who wanted to go inside to check.
The shipping staff did not say that the people of the Qiben family knew that she was the daughter of the president of Suzuki Caichai and the acting president. They all gave her face. After they temporarily stopped outside the door, the eldest son Qiben will always ask the garden:
"Miss Yuanzi, what's wrong?"
"Uncle Yi," Yuanzi said solemnly: "First of all, we have to determine whether Grandpa Hao Zang killed him. If so, if so many of us broke into the premises, it would destroy the scene and cause problems for the detection work."
She glanced at all the members of the Qiben family present, "I believe you don't want to let the real murderer go unpunished."
To her surprise, apart from the limited number of three people, the others of the Qiben family did not show sorrow for the death of the head of the family. It was better to say that there was a bit of ‘it’s a good time to die’ fortunately.
This frowned her.
Qiben nodded, but said, "But, we can't keep the father's body like this all the time?"
"If you trust me with an uncle, then I will appoint an experienced person at the scene to enter the inspection." She let her body away, revealing Jingyu, who was nearly one higher than her, and said: "Everyone I know that Jingyu is the family of uncle Maori Kogoro, who has participated in many cases and should know how to protect the scene."
Qiben will look at Jingyu one by one, agreed without hesitation, and politely said:
"Then please."
At the beginning, his father was seeing Jingyu at first glance, hoping that Xia Jiang would marry Jingyu in the future and said that even if he could not marry, he should maintain a good relationship with Jingyu, which would help Qibenjia’s long-term development of.
Facts also prove that his father's vision is really poisonous!
As Xia Jiang's father, Qi Ben will be concerned about Jingyu as soon as he cares about his daughter's lifelong event. He knows that Jingyu has won 400 consecutive championships with karate; with monthly pocket money from Maori Kogoro, he has earned a net worth of 500 million yen.
Yes, the 18-year-old boy in front of me is just a high school student. In fact, the shareholders of several listed companies would have never seen him at the shareholders meeting of a software company. I couldn’t believe it. Such a thing.
At this point, he thought that he still underestimated the young boy may still have the ability of detective.
Jingyu avoided the blood stains of Qin Ruo's light purple printed carpet and walked to the body of Qiben Haozang, about two meters from the door.
He squatted and first closed his eyes widening for Qiben Haozang because he was too surprised. Then, I felt the temperature and stiffness of Haozang's body, and came to the conclusion that he died about 40 to 50 minutes.
He stood up and scanned the whole room. It was not overturned at all, and there were no scratches left on the ground.
He turned around and came to the door again, staring at the lower edge of the door frame. From here, he saw the corpse of Hao Zang, with little to many blood stains.
He touched his chin for a moment, and asked the old butler who had all his hair lost: "You were the first to find out, what was the door of the room when you came? Is it closed or open?"
The old housekeeper said: "It is closed and locked from the inside. I used this key to open the door."
On the left side of the door and the central station are the people of the Qiben family, and on the right side are the shipping staff.
One of the shipping staff interjected at this time: "The key to this room is only this one. It was originally in our hands, because Qibenjia took the entire package of the cruise ship and then turned it over to this housekeeper."
"In addition to this door, there is no other way to enter, right?" Jingyu asked him.
"Yes unless the glass on the window is broken." The crew member looked inward and shook his head.
"In other words, is this room where Grandpa Hao died, a secret room?" Yuan Zi frowned in a tricky way.
auzw.com As soon as I heard it was a secret room, among the members of the Qiben family, young short-haired women said in surprise: "Is Grandpa committing suicide?"
She is Xia Jiang's elder sister and will be the eldest daughter Qiu Jiang. The appearance is also decent, because of her bad personality, Jingyu rarely contacts her.
"It's not suicide, it's homicide." Jingyu raised a finger. "It's the death of Hao Zang's father that caused blood loss through the abdomen through the knife wound, but there is no knife as a murder weapon in the room."
"Hey," the young man beside Qiujiang, leaning against the door frame with a stream of hedgehogs in his head, smiled unintentionally. "Maybe it used something like sharp ice? Remember that there was a similar show on TV. Detective drama. The ice melts after a while, and naturally there is no murder weapon."
He is Qiu Jiang’s husband and someone who would rather believe that Qiben Haozang died of suicide.
Because he hated his tone, Jingyu ignored him.
At this time, Qiujiang sneered again and said, "This must be my grandfather's tricks! Because my grandfather knew that the Qiben family here coveted his property, grandpa hates all Qiben family here except Xia Jiang."
She glanced at her sister, who had unabashed jealousy in her eyes.
Xia Jiang, who was snuggling with Aya, had a little red eyes because of tears. Hearing this, she stared blankly at the sister who had become'unfamiliar'.
"Speaking of it, my father is indeed likely to do so." What Qiujiang agreed with was a middle-aged man with a very burly figure and a square face with a gentleman. He is the second son of Qiben Haozang Qiben Xiangji.
In addition, there was a couple, a middle-aged woman in a purple kimono, and a middle-aged and short-haired middle-aged man. The two were married, leading a skinny young man with freckles.
Since the girls on Jingyu in the afternoon are either playing or resting in the room, I don’t know what the family is like. At the moment when I saw the indifference in this scene, I couldn't help but wonder how to react. They were disgusted in their hearts, but they were worried about Xia Jiang, and they all worried about the gentle and lovely Xia Jiang.
Qiujiang’s and Xiajiang’s mothers looked at the girls and gently pulled Qiujiang’s arm to make her pay attention.
As soon as Qiben knows Jingyu's power, he knows he won't talk nonsense. He did not listen to what Qiujiang and his son-in-law said, and asked Jingyu:
"Have you raised a finger, is there a second point to prove that he killed?"
"The second point is at your feet." Jingyu pointed to the door frame. "If the door was closed at that time, there would never be blood stains in the shape of this round spot directly under the door panel. So, only This is the case-
When Father Hao Zang opened the door, the murderer thrust a sharp knife into his abdomen. At that time, the old man was not dead, and he desperately tried to close the door and lock. However, the old man who retreated into the room died shortly afterwards and did not call out for help. "
Yuanzi raised his hand, "But if Grandpa Hao Zang was stabbed by the door, isn't that too little blood."
Except for a few drops of blood on the lower edge of the door frame, there was about one step further before there were more blood stains.
Jingyu’s expression remained unchanged,
That’s because after the murderer closed the door, the blood scattered outside the door was wiped off. Otherwise, when they left the room, they would see these blood stains.

"Hey, you said they wouldn't see these bloodstains when they left the room, why don't they kill them!"
The speaker was Qiujiang’s husband. Before he finished speaking, Jingyu stretched his arms and held his neck in the air. His legs were kicking, and his hands were trying hard to break apart the hand that held his throat. But that hand and arm were as immobile as steel pliers.
Everyone present was startled, but Jingyu, who calmly described the incident, would suddenly burst.
"Brother!" Xiaolan stood next to the garden, she quickly shouted Jingyu, and took a step forward to hug Jingyu's arm. This action made her almost hang on Jingyu's arm. She was taken aback,'It's awesome, the two of us have weighed 200 pounds, and my brother even had one hand'
"Don't do stupid things!" He Ye shouted almost after Xiao Lan's exit, and she came to him very anxiously.
Jingyu put away the coldness in his expression and rubbed their little heads with the other hand.
"All right."
Xiaolan stared nervously at his eyes and slowly released his hand.
Jingyu sent it forward lightly, throwing away the man whose face had become purple.
As he looked over here, he stared at him closely: "Remember, there are some people in this world that you can't mess with."
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