Kanagawa Taoist College Students

In the villa, the hero of the church, under the help of the policeman, has entered the living room.

"Xicun police officer, Mr. Domoto is the husband of the deceased." The policeman who supported the hero of the church first reported to the head of the Nishimura police officer.

"Domoto hero?" The West Village police officer recognized the excited face of the woman on the floor of the living room with a sorrowful grief, but only slightly frowned, and was not surprised, because he had already got the light from Yamamoto. Know the truth.

Externally, Domoto’s hero claimed that he was not married, but he was actually married. If this murder did not happen, I am afraid that no one knows that the hero who has been single is always deceiving the people.

However, this is already commonplace for celebrity artists. The clap of the West Village police officer is that although the other party is the husband of the deceased, this will also destroy the evidence on the scene. If it has not been verified, he will definitely prevent people from blocking the book. The behavior of the hero.

"Shouzi, Shouzi..." Domoto did not care about how others looked at him. He sorrowfully called the name of the dead woman on the floor. The voice was miserable, and it was sympathetic.

Nishimura is a woman, and her heart is the weakest. She took out a pack of paper towels and walked to the side of the hero of the church, silently handing him.

"Thank you..." Domoto’s hero thanked him and looked at his wife’s body, and his eyes were red and sad.

There is also a saying in Japan that "the man has tears and no flick", but the person present does not have a joke about him. He wants to think that the same thing happened to him, and he is not necessarily stronger than the hero.

Only Yamamoto’s heavy light and the West Village police officer looked at the grief of the Don’t hero, and his eyes were thoughtful.

After a while, wait until the heroic mood of the church was slightly calm, and the West Village police officer stepped forward: "Mr. Tang Ben, I am Nishimura, I can ask you a few questions?"

Domoto’s hero stood up and said with grief: “Yes, Nishimura police officer.”

Nishimura police officer glanced at Yamamoto Shinko and Iwata and asked, "So, Mr. Domoto, why would you ask private detectives to investigate your wife?"

The hero of Domoto was slightly stunned, but when he saw the two people next to Yamamoto, he already understood why the Nishimura police officer knew about it. He thought about it: "In fact, for this, I have to talk about it a week ago. I accidentally saw another email from Shouzi’s mobile phone to her, so I suspected that she did something sorry for me. I asked the detective to investigate her... About this, please keep it confidential, don’t say Go out."

“Is this?” Nishimura police officer looked at him. “Please rest assured that we will not say anything about your personal privacy.”

"Thank you, Nishimura police officer, in any case, please be sure to catch the murderer." Domoto hero suddenly showed his gnashing expression, apparently hating the people who killed his wife.

"This is also the responsibility of our police." Nishimura police officer nodded solemnly and suddenly asked, "Mr. Domoto, please ask between 6 o'clock and 8 o'clock. Where are you, can someone testify?"

"..." Don, the hero listened, but immediately responded to the intention of the West Village police officer, but his face did not show up, just calmly said, "Xicun police officer, I have been in the hotel from 6 to 8 o'clock. I have not left the door. I believe the hotel staff can testify for me. Moreover, the hotel is full of cameras. I should be able to photograph when I went out..."

"Hey!" Nishimura police officer nodded, and secretly glanced at Yamamoto's heavy light. The latter shook his head slightly, his brows wrinkled, and there seemed to be something unreasonable.

"Xicun police officer, there is something..." The hero of the church at the side hesitated at this moment, a expression of words and expressions.

"Mr. Don Ben, please say." said the village police officer Shen Sheng.

The hero of the church has hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "I suspect that the one who killed my wife is that guy..."

"Do you know who killed your wife?" Not only did the West Village police officer listen to the face, but even the people on the side looked at the hero, who knew who the murderer was?

The hero of Domoto said with a look of resentment: "Although this is only my guess, I know that the guy who often emails Shouzi recently is the guy. He has money exchanges with Shouzi. I checked the bank account of Shouzi, she In the past month, I transferred more than 80 million baht to the guy. This is the whole property of Shouzi, so I suspect that the guy couldn't give him more money because he couldn't give him more money, so he killed her cruelly."

"Mr. Don Ben, please tell us, who are you talking about?" The West Village police officer asked seriously, the news provided by Domoto heroes was very helpful for the police to solve the case, and this is also a new clue.

"He is Yamashita Shino." Domoto hero said with hatred.

"Mr. Yamashita?" The people on the side have not responded. The real name of Nishimura has already been exclaimed. Yamashita Shino is a young male artist who has just debuted. It is not only handsome, but also beautiful. Known by the media as "the world's first beautiful man", although there are exaggerated suspicions, but really lost many women, adult women who go to the workplace, down to the primary school girls, have his numerous fans. It can be said that as soon as he debuted, he was already one of the most influential male artists.

Will such a perfect man kill a woman because of money?

"Thank you for the important news, Mr. Domoto, we will collect evidence from Mr. Yamashita," said the Nishimura police officer.

At this moment, another policeman ran in and reported to him: "Xicun police officer!"

“Is there anything?” Nishimura police officer looked at the past and thought it was something to discover.

The policeman was seen with some scalp tingling, but he still said with a hard scalp: "Someone is looking for Yamamoto predecessors."

“Well?” The West Village police officer frowned, but now it’s time to handle the case, not a private occasion.

"Looking for me?" Yamamoto's heavy light is also a glimpse. At this time, who is looking for him, and knows that he is here?

"Say it is your relatives, there are important things to find you." The policeman said with some anxiety, in fact, he now realizes that such an important occasion says that these are out of date, but the boy instinctively has a feeling of convincing him. So he ran in and reported.

"Where is the other person?" Since it is an important matter, Yamamoto’s heavy light cannot be ignored, even if there are doubts in the heart that have not been solved.

"It's already here, Yamamoto predecessor." The policeman respected him very much. After bowing, he shouted outside.

Yamamoto’s heavy light, which he wanted to go out in person, was too late to stop because the comers had come in.

"Heavy light uncle." Looking at Yamamoto's heavy-faced expression, Li Xuehao seems very calm, because the two are indeed relatives, although it is only the future.