Kexue Magician

Chapter 121 This is not an accident

The door is about 210 cm.

Above the door is a transparent glass window, through which the situation inside the room can be seen.

It seems that this is another murder case, right?
Feng Chu, who recalled a little of the plot, looked down at Hui Yuan Ai, and said, "Xiao Ai, I'll grab your leg and see what's going on inside."

Hui Yuanai, who didn't know why, blinked, and immediately felt the feeling of flying through the clouds.

The calf held by Feng Chu's hands was warm, and Hui Yuanai's white face was blushing. She looked into the room through the window and saw an old man lying motionless in a pool of blood. .

Hui Yuanai's pupils dilated, and he pulled the glass window with both hands, but failed to open it.

After being put down, the down-to-earth Hui Yuanai said seriously: "Something happened, the people inside fell to the ground, bleeding a lot."

Hirota Toshiko let out an ah, slammed on the door vigorously, and shouted for husband, husband.

"Mrs. Hirota, please step aside, I will open the door."

Hearing this, Toshiko Hirota calmed down a bit and stepped aside, only to see Feng Chu's left hand slowly stretched out, pushing against the lock of the door.

With a loud bang, the door was opened.

Logically speaking, this kind of door lock is quite strong, and ordinary people have to use all their strength to break it open. How come Feng Chu seems to push the door open without much effort?
Could it be that he was born with divine power?

Suddenly remembering Fengchu's deed of hitting a golf hole with a shot over 100 meters away, Huiyuan came to a realization.

Although Toshiko Hirota was also surprised, she was more worried about the safety of her husband Masami Hirota.

The situation in the room is clear at a glance. Hirota Masami is pressed by the bookshelf, and there are books and chess pieces everywhere around him. His eyes are wide open, and he looks like he is dying.

"Call the police, Mrs. Hirota."

Seeing Deng Zhizi Hirota frozen in place, Feng Chu stepped forward a few steps and probed Masami Hirota's neck, he couldn't feel the remaining warmth, and sighed softly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Upon hearing the bad news, Toshiko Hirota covered her face with her hands in horror. It was hard for her to imagine that her husband, who was the bedside person yesterday, had now turned into a cold corpse. How would she live in the future!

Half a minute later, Toshiko Hirota calmed down a bit, and ran out quickly to call the police.

Two 10 minutes later.

Wearing a brown suit, with coral-like hair, and a very long chin, the detective Shen Wu rushed over with several policemen.

First, he asked the caller, and then Henggou Sanwu looked at Fengchu. The more he looked, the more he felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, so he asked, "You also came to visit Professor Hirota? I think you look familiar."

I saw something familiar but couldn't remember the name, it was probably a celebrity or a wanted criminal.

Henggou pondered his dark thoughts.

The policemen under him are already at their positions, some are taking pictures with cameras, some are checking the doors and windows, and some are checking the condition of Hirota Masami's body.

"My name is Feng Chu." Feng Chu said calmly.

"Oh! So you are the famous detective. I have seen your news reports."

"Generally speaking, wherever you are, there is always Mr. Maori. Isn't Mr. Maori here today?"

Henggou Sanwu, who admired Maori Xiaowu very much, asked curiously.

"No." Feng Chu said calmly.

Henggou Sanwu was a little disappointed, and then asked Fengchu a few questions, such as when did he come here, why did he come here, and whether he had any personal grievances with Masami Hirota...

A few minutes later, Henggou Shenwu frowned after listening to the reports of several subordinates.

"This should be an accident."

"Professor Hirota probably wanted to step on the bookshelf to get a book from a high place, but he couldn't stand upright as the bookshelf fell down, and the back of his head hit the base of the trophy that also fell to the ground."

"The evidence is the books scattered on the ground and the blood on the base of the trophy, which matches the scar on the back of Professor Hirota's head. At the same time, the only key to this room is pressed under the books, and the room is a secret room."

After Henggou finished his comprehension and reasoning, he thought he had no flaws.

"how so······"

After listening to police officer Henggou's words, Toshiko Hirota burst into tears. She only felt that her husband was unlucky.

"No, it should be a murder disguised as an accident."

Feng Chu, who noticed a few details, denied Henggou Shenwu's reasoning and said solemnly.

Murder?
Henggou Sanwu stretched out his white-gloved hand from his trouser pocket, frowned and pondered what details he hadn't noticed, but he still couldn't figure it out for a while, so he looked at Xiang Fengchu and waited to solve the riddle.

"Officer Henggou, look at the position of the key. It is more than one meter away from the trouser pocket of the deceased. According to Professor Hirota's fall, it is almost impossible to drop the key so far from the pocket, and it happened to be fell under the book."

"Secondly, since the phone fell on the floor and turned over, why wasn't the microphone turned off?"

Feng Chu pointed to the book and the phone, and said one by one.

That's right, the key is deep in the pocket, how could it run out of the trouser pocket?

And the microphone is not stuck with glue, when it falls to the ground, it should be out of the position of the hook button of the landline...

Henggou Shenwu, who checked the microphone and phone again, stood up again, and humbly asked for advice: "Mr. Fengchu, according to your statement, this should be a murder case in a secret room. How did the murderer do it?"

"Murder?"

"My husband is kind and well-known among many students. Who on earth killed my husband so viciously! Who is it?"

Hirota Toshiko wiped away tears, his eyes were red.

"Let's listen to the message on the tape first, so I can make sure my reasoning is correct." Feng Chu said calmly.

Henggou Sango nodded, turned the phone over, and pressed the button.

"There are thirteen messages in total."

"Hey, hello, I'm Bai Cang..."

"I'm Morioka, tonight..."

"I'm an insurance company, and I want to target our company's insurance..."

After listening, I learned that there were ten messages from Bai Cang, two messages from Morioka, and one message from the insurance company.

Strange, these are all normal messages, except that there are too many messages from the one named Bai Cang, the others are nothing special...

The curious Henggou Sanwu couldn't help asking: "Mr. Fengchu, can you tell us now?"

Feng Chu was about to speak.

A man's voice came from beside the door: "Hello, what happened? Ah, professor, what's wrong with him?"

"who are you?"

Henggou Sanwu glanced at the man talking at the door, and then glanced at the two policemen by the door. The two policemen quickly stretched out their hands to stop the man in the white coat from entering the room.

"I'm Bai Cangyang, a student of Professor Hirota, and I want to borrow a disk."

"I left a message on the phone that I would come tonight, but the professor never replied when he would be free. Since the matter was urgent, I came directly."

Bai Cangyang in a white coat said calmly.

(End of this chapter)