Chapter 660

"Officer!" "We have found two suspicious foreigners who speak Japanese fluently," Takagi reported

"Oh?"

At this time, the police officer with a fat black and a blonde into the office.

"One of these two people is wandering in the food street on the top floor, and the other is hiding in the toilet over there," Takagi explained. "Now Chiba, they are still checking below..."

"Found it!" Chiba in a hurry to pull a big man to the office, "there is another, sweating in running stairs, very suspicious foreigners! All right, let's go

"Ah, I said you made a mistake..."

"Let's talk first! Hurry up! "

Chiba dragged the man into the office. A fierce face appeared in front of the crowd, with hair scattered, sweat on his face, and bandage on half of his face.

Carmel?

Gao Cheng's eyes tightened.

Da Han, the former FBI agent Carmel, went to the hospital with him yesterday.

"Hello," said Carmel, wearing a sportswear, anxious and helpless, "I'm not a suspicious person, I'm..."

"Are these the only people?" Mu Mu asks Gao Mu and Chiba.

"There are only three of them. Detective Chenghu said that this firm does not recruit Asians..."

"Because the president thinks it's more interesting for foreigners who don't look like Japanese at all to speak Japanese." The secretary explained.

As a suspect, Carmel stands with the other two and thinks about what to do. He quickly observes the scene. His eyes stop slightly on Gao Cheng and a group of children. He feels as if he has seen Gao Cheng somewhere.

"They all said it was a homicide case," Gao Cheng still had a headache, "didn't they tell you to have a buffet down there?"

"It's because it's a homicide case," Yuantai snorted, "brother Chenghu, we are all members of the juvenile detective group, not outsiders. I'm still the head of the group..."

"Oh."

Gao Cheng's eyelids pull.

A leader like God

"In a word, don't disturb the police

"That's it," Takagi reported to mumuhui after counting the information, "Mr. Toby Keynes wandering in the food street on the top floor, Mr. Haru bakuna hiding in the bathroom, and Mr. Andrea kamel running downstairs in sweat..."

"Hello," interrupted the blonde, "it's too bad to talk about wandering, isn't it? I'm just thinking about what to eat... "

"Oh?" Mu Mu accidentally looks at the blonde youth Toby Keynes, "Japanese is so good..."

"My father is American, but my mother is Japanese, so Japanese is good," snorted the blonde. "And thanks to them, I became a model, because my face is naturally three-dimensional... Don't you know? I occasionally show my face on fashion chores, that is, Annon.... "

"That, that," Halu Baku, a black man who seemed to be a Brazilian, faltered, "I'm not hiding in the toilet, I'm just worrying about the students..."

"Students?"

"Er, I'm an English teacher in a cram school near here. I fell in love with a student in my class. I originally asked her to come to the top hotel, but I didn't know what to say... I wanted to hide in a closed place when I was worried, so..."

Gao Cheng glanced at harubaku's dark skin.

It seems that it's easy for foreigners to find girlfriends in Asian countries, especially black people

After a pause, Gao Cheng looks at the last Carmel.

This meeting, Carmel has calmed down, but still tightening his brow

"Models and English teachers," Mu Mu asked the police to check, while turning to the most suspicious Carmel, "and then, sweating all over the stairs, how about you?"

"Just look at the dress. I'm training," Carmel said, trying to smile, but looking more ferocious. "The height and length of the steps in this hotel are just right for my training, because the working relationship can't make me lazy. I used to make time to come here..."

"Before?" Mu Mu's face is more suspicious.

"Yes, when I came to Japan two years ago, I found that there was a restaurant with special juice on the food street here. The delicious food after the special training is really memorable, so I came here today too..."

"So, what do you do?"

"Ah?"

"Professional boxer or stuntman?"

"This, this..."

"I know," Guangyan must have looked at the faltering and sweating Carmel, "there's only one reason to falter. This person's occupation must be a professional killer!"

"Ha!" Carmel's eyes widened.

"Isn't it? Exercise is to be able to quickly catch up with the target, the face must be found by the other party after the injury

The light Yan several hostility ground point to Carmel: "even if have no wound, your this face a see is killer!"“ Brother Chenghu, catch him quickly“ Well, "Gao Cheng said," how can a professional killer come to such a place to exercise? Before investigating the identity, you'd better look for clues to the case. Officer Mumu, have you found the murder weapon? "“ The murder weapon was not found at the scene. "“ In this case, the murderer should first find a place to hide the weapon. You can find the toilet near the stairs and the food street... "" police department! " Chiba just came back with a bag. "I found this paper bag in the toilet locker of the food street on the top floor, which contained crime tools, a raincoat, gloves and a pistol..." "so it is," Mumu suddenly said, "in this way, I can't check the smoke reaction from my family... However, The most suspect is Mr. Haru hiding in the toilet... "" I said I didn't hide in the toilet, "Haru argued," and the toilet hides these things, how can the prisoner still hide in the toilet? "“ "Police department," Chiba said, taking out his raincoat, "the raincoat is a man's, and it's thin. It's just as high as Mr. Toby..." "Hello," the young man with blonde looks slightly changed. "This size fits me, right, But this killer here can barely wear it, right? And it's not just the three of us. The Secretary can also wear it. It's OK for a small man to wear a large size. Maybe the killer is herself... "The office is quite simple, and the things are clear at a glance. Gao Cheng walks to the desk in Carmel's puzzled eyes and observes the body of the president who was shot with both hands. The wounds were all between the chest and abdomen. Judging from the bullet marks and bloodstains, the prisoner shot the president sitting on the chair from the front.