NOVEL WEB Chapter 5 The murderer is actually in front of me? !
"what--"
"Ah-ah-"
A deafening scream rang out in the courtyard of the villa, the sound so loud that it penetrated the sky.
As if listening to the fairy music, the ears are temporarily bright, and the corpses are walking side by side.
The coffee cup in Tang Muqing's hand shook, and there was a true expression in his eyes.
It's coming, it's coming, the classic scream has arrived, but I don't know who is cold this time, and who is holding the silver handcuffs.
Tang Muqing raised his eyes and glanced at a certain boy who had already run out the door quickly. He silently put down his coffee cup, turned to Ishii and spoke softly, "Where is the wheelchair I asked you to prepare?"
Mr. Ishii's expression froze slightly, and his eyes fell on Tang Muqing's leg, which had only slight trauma.
It's just a bit of skin damage, but how about getting into a wheelchair?
Or is it that the head of the family plans to use his disability to confuse his relatives?
Or maybe you feel more imposing sitting in a wheelchair?
He quickly came to his senses and said, "Get ready, head of the family, wait a moment."
With that said, the little housekeeper quickly turned around and left, pushed out a wheelchair from the storage room, and watched with a calm gaze as the owner of the house, who was planning to use the wheelchair even though his skin was broken, moved to the wheelchair at a snail's speed.
Tang Muqing waved his hand and motioned to the butler to push him out for a look.
The wheelchair turned gurglingly, but Tang Muqing couldn't help but stiffen.
This scene...
A bit like the lame grandpa in the first episode...
Figures gathered inside the iron gate of the villa. The young man quickly passed through the crowd, then waved his hand and said the lines skillfully, "Call the police! Don't let anyone who is not involved come near!"
As he spoke, the young man took out his handkerchief from his pocket and went to the fallen figure to look through it carefully.
The onlookers made way for the servants, and the wheelchair was pushed over.
"Brother Tang Mu?" Xiaolan's face turned pale and she stood at the end without daring to come forward. It was obvious that she was still young and was not used to calling the police every day.
She tilted her head and looked at Tang Muqing. Even though she was scared, she couldn't help but asked with concern: "Why are you in a wheelchair? Did you accidentally fall? Or did the wound get worse?"
"It's okay, are you scared?" Tang Muqing had a gentle smile on his face. He glanced at Xiaolan, turned his head and told the servant, "Take Miss Maori to rest, and then send some sweets and tea."
Hearing this, the maid nodded slightly and left quickly with the pale girl.
The short-haired boy had a heavy face that did not match his age. He quickly turned over the body, scanned the surroundings with piercing eyes, and finally stood up, looked at Tang Muqing, and said in a deep voice: "It's murder."
Tang Muqing sat in the wheelchair and raised his head, his face froze slightly after hearing this.
He glanced at the little maid lying on the ground, then at Kudo Shinichi, and finally choked out one word, "Oh."
Is it possible or an accident?
What kind of surprises are there in the world of Ke Xue? !
Kudo Shinichi looked at the young man in the wheelchair, keenly caught the moment of stiffness in his smile, and repeated: "It's murder."
Tang Muqing:...
Tang Muqing rolled his eyes, "Oh."
Kudo Shinichi:? ? ?
Oh?
Then what? !
Don't you want to express your opinion?
Under the young man's wide-eyed gaze, Tang Muqing raised his chin to the side and said softly: "I just came back not long ago, and Mr. Ishii doesn't know much about the family affairs. You can directly ask Mr. Ishii for information about the murderer of the deceased."
Hearing this, Kudo Shinichi was slightly startled, then nodded, "Okay."
This is the owner who least cares about case information he has ever seen!
Are you not afraid that your home will turn into a haunted house? !
"Shinichi? What happened?"
Fei Yingli, dressed in professional attire, walked out of the door, holding a document bag in her hand. She frowned slightly and looked at the group of people surrounding the gate, "Where's Xiaolan?"
"Someone was murdered." Kudo Shinichi frowned and explained softly, "The police have been called. Xiaolan is resting in the house."
Having said this, Kudo Shinichi raised his head and looked at Fei Yingli, hesitatingly asking: "Where is Auntie?"
Fei Yingli looked at Tang Muqing and said softly: "I always felt that Mr. Tang Mu's commission needed to be handled as soon as possible, so I went out early in the morning to notarize the will and contacted the newspaper to disclose the information."
"Thank you." Tang Muqing nodded slightly, with a gentle smile on his face, "Excuse me, my lawyer."
Kudo Shinichi blinked, and his probing eyes fell on Tang Muqing.
The other party's smile was gentle and lazy, and his eyes were bent in an elegant manner, but...
Is it a little too calm?
Kudo Shinichi shook his head, trying to bring his wandering brain circuit back on track to solve the case. He narrowed his eyes and looked around, grabbing the servant and asking questions.
Fei Yingli looked like she was not surprised. She glanced at the housekeeper who was pulled by the young man to ask, and then she took two steps forward, put her hands on the wheelchair, and said softly, "Are you feeling unwell?"
He is also a poor child. His parents disappeared when he was in his early twenties, and he struggles to survive alone in the face of a pack of wolves...
Tang Muqing looked up at the gentle smile on Fei Yingli's face and shook his head, "No, I'm just too lazy to walk."
Fei Yingli:......
Her motherly heart had just been awakened, but it was just because she was too lazy to leave?
Fei Yingli suppressed the stiffness in her cheeks, pushed the wheelchair towards the house, and said softly: "That kid Shinichi is very interested in cases and has strong reasoning skills. Mr. Tang Mu can just go and wait in the house. "
Tang Muqing didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed. He held the portfolio and nodded, "I understand."
After finishing the inquiry, the servant quickly set up hot tea and snacks in the pavilion, put on Tang Muqing's coat, and then left.
Tang Muqing huddled in his wheelchair and held his tea cup, watching the busy Kudo Shinichi sinking into deep thought.
"You don't seem to be in good health?"
Fei Yingli handed a piece of cake with icing and strawberries to Xiaolan. She picked up the teacup and looked at Tang Muqing, asking softly, "You seem to be afraid of the cold?"
Tang Muqing was startled for a moment, then shook his head, "I just feel that the weather has become more and more abnormal recently, so I put on two extra layers of clothes to prevent catching a cold."
The main plot has not started yet. What should I do if the main plot starts?
Today's winter and tomorrow's summer, his fragile body as a nursing home worker cannot bear it...
"Really?" A trace of surprise flashed in Fei Yingli's eyes, and she couldn't help but raise her head to look at the bright sunshine.
It's summer, cooling down? !
"I found the tools to commit the crime, but I haven't figured out the method yet..." The young man came over with his head hanging down, sitting on the chair with his hands on his chin, looking thoughtful, "You can't find the murderer if you don't think of the method... But the Kyoto police are here. So slow?"
As he said that, Kudo Shinichi looked at the time and said, "It's been half an hour."
"This is the suburbs." Tang Muqing responded, and suddenly seemed to remember something. He looked at Kudo Shinichi with a smile, "What is the murder weapon?"
Hearing this, Kudo Shinichi blinked and said, "Fishing line, do you have a hobby of fishing?"
"My hobby is lying on the bed." Tang Muqing shook his head and glanced across the villa yard. After thinking for a long time, he looked at Kudo Shinichi, "Do you want to know the technique?"
Fishing line, such a familiar murder weapon.
"I think!" Kudo Shinichi nodded immediately, but his eyes became confused, "Do you know the technique?"
The murderer is actually in front of me? !
Under Kudo Shinichi's suspicious gaze, Tang Muqing pointed to the yard, "To be honest, there is surveillance here."