Chapter 5 third chapter

It was a high-end apartment that was far more luxurious than the photos in the newspaper.Green ivy fronds twine on the white walls that look like Utara's paintings. The woman in charge was a fat woman who made it seem as though she had swallowed up all the proceeds of the apartment. Seems to be the submissive type to celebrities.She greeted the two of them kindly, and took out a bunch of keys to all the doors to open the innermost victim's residence on the first floor. There are five rooms inside, but the two only looked at the place from the entrance to the kitchen. At thirteen midnight three days ago, the painter next door heard a crack like a gunshot and ran to knock on the door of the housekeeper.The two knocked on Sally's door but there was no answer.After taking the key to open the door, the painter Kishida and the painter went inside to visit with trepidation, only to find Sally lying on her back in the center of the kitchen.

"The meat in the pot scattered on the corpse, I always felt that it was Sally's meat flying out, which was creepy!" The management woman continued with a flattering smile. "Here, here—that's where it fell." Lying on the floor, her huge body, as if she were a professional sumo wrestler, was actually performing for them. "If the pot is burnt, the room must be full of smoke. My lady, it must be like this when you entered the room." "No, because the windows here are slightly open, so there is no such situation." Junping stretched out his hand to lift up the management woman who couldn't stand up.

"Why do you ask that?" After thanking the management woman and returning to the car, he pretended to apply lipstick while looking in the small mirror. "Because I think that the high temperature may cause a large deviation in the estimated time of death." "I came here on purpose, but I didn't find anything important." He pretended to be a little disappointed. "But at least we know that the victim's residence is very close to another entrance and exit of the building, so the murderer can come and go freely and is not easy to be discovered."

"Yes! But..." Makoto suddenly put down her lipstick-applying hand.Since making a suggestion to go to the scene to see, pretending to be not very energetic.Perhaps it was because the woman could not bear the atmosphere of being in the murder scene, so she applied white lipstick to lighten the original red lips, perhaps because the red reminded her of blood, there was a little white shadow on the lips of the fashionista . As if trying to hide his lonely expression, he pretended to be mischievous and peeked at Junping from the small mirror. "What a perfect combination, this evening dress with a butterfly tie."

"Don't make fun of me. I—I can get hurt too." "It's true! Look carefully!" Zhuangzi handed the mirror to Junping. The shiny mirror dotted with a smiling face suddenly lost its luster when it looked at Junping.Junping turned his face immediately. "The same mirror shows completely different faces!" "Mr. Junping," pretended to lower his voice, "I only hide one thing from you." "What's up?" "I don't want to say it yet. But remember what I say now, and I'll tell you the rest later.—I hate myself at the thought of lying to you. Now I can tell all the People lie, but you are the only one who doesn't want to lie!"

Am I this beauty's lie detector? ——Junping thought to himself. I closed my eyes, pondered for a while, finally pulled myself together, and stepped on the clutch with all my might. It was half past six when we arrived at the Royal Capital Hotel.Boasting as Japan's No. 1 traditional style hotel, in the early summer night that seems to be stained with black watercolor, it is as luxurious and majestic as bundles of banknotes piled up. As soon as the elevator stopped at the banquet venue on the third floor, photographers rushed forward and surrounded the two of them.They immediately fell into the vortex of questions from the reporters.

"What do you think about the killing of Sally Baidu?" "I heard that the night before she was killed, you had a quarrel at the banquet?" "Are you the thirteenth boyfriend of Namijoko?" The topic even stabbed at Junping. "Ah! No, um! I just—" Before he could say the word bodyguard, Pretender had already interjected to answer: "You guessed it right! But it's not the thirteenth boyfriend, but my number one sweetheart!" Arm in arm, cheek close to him, smiling and posing for the flash that seemed about to explode and incinerate everything.Junping just felt dizzy and light-headed.

"Miss Bomu, what's the matter with your evening dress skirt?" "Oh! This year's fashion, don't you know?" Junping pretended to be dazed and stood there as if protecting him, and the two finally fled the venue.It is not clear who is protecting who. "Wow! It's so lively!" "Tonight is particularly lively. It must be related to Sally's incident. This incident will be the headline in the weekly magazine next week." The party has reached its climax.In the hall, which is the size of a gymnasium, there is a rush of people like a tram in rush hour.Stars and celebrities are as common as potatoes in the field.

The first acquaintance that Pretend met was a man leaning against the corner wall alone.His somewhat dirty and crepe suit was out of place for this kind of scene. "He is the detective in charge of interrogating me. He defends me very much, and even said that the murderer must be Reiji or something! I'll go ask if there is any new information. Junping, what do you want to eat?" After two or three minutes, the pretense came back. "Good news! It seems that Reiji really took the plane leaving Osaka at 4:50." "How did you know?" "The stewardess confirmed that a man with a hat, sunglasses covering his eyes, and a beard, who looked like Li Ci, was rushing to complete check-in procedures before the flight departed from the land."

"So the problem is the return trip." "Yeah! Ah——Mick." Zhuozi shouted suddenly, grabbing the wrist of the man who was about to pass by. "Mick, great, I was looking for you." "What, pretending? Long time no see!" The man's voice was shrill and piercing, and he was wearing a rogue-like floral shirt—it looked like a popular summer men's clothing. "Pretend, are you also involved in this case?" "Yes, Mick, you are also one of the witnesses in Reiji's alibi?" After saying this, he suddenly thought of Junping beside him, and hurriedly introduced him to Mick.

The name "Mick" doesn't seem to go well with his man. This thin-shaven man with sharp eyes who looks like a member of a violent gang was Reiji's subordinate when he was in Paris.That is to say, the witness who proved that Ise appeared in the Umeda store at 3:30 on the day of the incident. He and Fuko used to be friends in fashion design school. "So that's it, you want to destroy the alibi of that guy Reiji, just ask the question, although I am loyal, but I hate that guy very much, because I hate him, that's why I came here today to wait for a good show. And I also doubt the authenticity of his alibi. The guy ran into the store at 3:30 with nothing to do, and I think he just deliberately let me hear Sally's voice!" "Sally's voice?" "Reiji was in the Umeda store, calling Sally in Tokyo in front of me." Zhuangzi and Junping looked at each other. "I don't know about that." "Oh? I mentioned it to the police!" "Why did you call Sally? Didn't they fall out because of Mark?" "Riji removed Sally from the 'Black Romantic' fashion show, of course, to express revenge on Sally who betrayed her. Sally, who was left alone in Tokyo, must feel bad. Didn't Rei call to be ironic Ask her how she feels about staying in Tokyo, and don't say anything important." "You also answered that call?" Junping asked. "Yeah! Reci passed the receiver to me halfway. I knew her very well because I was a follower who protected Sally before I ran the Umeda store. I didn't say anything on the phone, but what was the weather like in Tokyo? Are you Cook some French food with a name that is hard to pronounce, I'm going to fly to Tokyo to treat you or something." "Is it her voice on the phone?" "Yes, and what's more, Lici dialed the phone number of Sally's residence. After Lici picked up the receiver, he told me that Sally's phone number was very interesting, and he stared at it for a long time." "How to say?" "03——This is Tokyo's area number, followed by several consecutive numbers of 3 and 0, and finally 4. I was reminded by Reiji, and I noticed it too?...ㄇ一ㄇ一ㄇ一·ㄉㄛ—— ㄖㄟㄖㄟㄖㄟㄒ-" "Symphony of Destiny?" "Yeah! Reiji was still humming this melody before he walked out of the store!" Both Junping and pretending to be puzzled. "Strange, isn't it? Letting me see the phone number and hear Sally's voice seems to be premeditated. I think he deliberately wanted me to be a witness that Sally was still alive." "However, even if the police knew that she was still alive at half past three, it would not help the alibi of the well crack! After all, the time of Sally's death is estimated to be between four and six o'clock." "That makes sense." "Hey! Mick, where is Lici now?" "Just slipped back to the room." "Go back to the residence in Chijun?" "No, the queen's suite in this hotel. He's been staying here since he came back from Osaka—ah! Excuse me, I can't handle this nasty woman here!" Mick said that he fled and left.A woman with a huge body swayed away from the crowd and walked towards this side. "It's the woman who managed the building just now." Junping blurted out instinctively.I thought it was the management woman of the mansion who appeared in a dress that was very different from what she had been wearing just now—in fact, he recognized the wrong person. "Hate, that's Ayako Miyake. The pioneer of Japanese women's clothing designers." Put on a smile and greet Ayako Miyake. "Pretend, how are you lately? Next month's costume show will show you in the most beautiful bridal gowns for the finale." "Teacher—I'm so happy!" "Yeah!" She lowered her voice.A big mouth, whispering as if biting the poor ear of the pretender. "Pretend, who do you think is the murderer who killed Sally?" "Teacher, I'm also one of the suspects!" "Ah! The police are really stupid. They can't kill people by pretending. The murderer must be Reiji. Although everyone doesn't say it on the surface. I think I should tell the police about this?" "What's the matter?" "Lici's motive for killing Sally was not only because of Mark, but also for other reasons." "how do I say this?" "When he and Sally got engaged at the end of last year, I would advise Sally. People like Reiji will be abandoned by him at some point, so don't get engaged to him, but the child said confidently: 'Teacher, no There will be problems; because I've mastered Retze's weakness." She was referring to Retze's promotion to a gay male designer who made clothes for the French Deputy Prime Minister's wife, Del Grant et al. I think this is probably the Achilles’ heel that Sally said. — Ah! Excuse me, it’s time for me to meet the president’s wife.” Yan Bi went to a more noisy place again, shaking his huge body and pushing forward. In the fusion of wine smell, color and noise, Verdi's "Four Seasons" music flows gently as if to quietly intervene in this chaos, and then the notes slide from spring to summer. "Let's go! Find Lici." Pretender said.