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Chapter 221 217. Fatal crisis falling from the sky

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    Kamikawa Shun didn¡¯t reply, he kept walking forward in silence.  A fatal sense of crisis suddenly came from above. Without enough time to look up, he grabbed Hoshino Osamu and quickly retreated.

    "boom¡ª¡ª"

    A figure was smashed down from above, and blood splashed on the ground.

    The crowd in the distance screamed, and the quiet street suddenly became chaotic.

    Kamikawa Shun frowned and looked at the woman who hit the ground a step away from him. If he hadn't noticed the crisis, then he would be one of the people on the ground now.

    He looked down at the blood splattered on his clothes, pants and shoes, feeling quite bad.

    What is this called?

    ???????????????????????????????? Didn't you check to see if there was anyone underneath before jumping off the building?  Or do you mean it¡¯s not a loss to kill one?  Did you make money by killing two of them?

    Forget it, blood still splattered on him?  Bullying him for not bringing an umbrella today?

    He stood there expressionless, his expression frighteningly cold.

    The ground was stained red with blood, and even the green plants on the roadside flower beds were stained with bright red blood.  The woman lay on the ground with disheveled hair, staring at the sky with her eyes open, and made no sound.

    Hoshino Osamu's expression was a little dazed at this moment. This was the first time he had truly seen the fall of life.

    I wasn¡¯t scared, and I didn¡¯t have any fear.  It's just that I have a deeper understanding of "the fragility of life", not only for others, but also for myself.

    "Are you okay?" Shun Kamikawa asked with a frown as he looked at him like this.

    Hoshino Shu blinked his eyes and took a step back as if he had just come to his senses.

    "It's okay, thank you."

    He looked at the woman in a pool of blood in front of him, and then looked up at the tall building where she jumped.

    This building has seven floors in total. There is an open window on the sixth floor. The curtains have been pulled outside and are being blown gently by the wind.

    The position of this window is directly above where the woman fell.

    In the chaos of the crowd, some people came closer to see the situation, while others were afraid and quickly moved away.

    "Call an ambulance?"

    "He's dead, there's no way he can be saved."

    Kamikawa Shun took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood splattered on his skin.  He has a slight mysophobia, which is a sequelae of his career as a killer.

    "Call the police?"

    "You report it."

    Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Hoshino Osamu silently took out his mobile phone and called the police.

    The police arrived quickly, and it was still Officer Memu, an old acquaintance.

    "Brother Shangchuan, why are you here?"

    Kamikawa Shun put his hands in his pockets and stood aside with his eyelids half lowered.  His usual gentleness was completely gone from his face, and even his words were somewhat cold.

    "It was almost, Officer Memu, what you saw was me being smashed to death."

    Officer Megure looked at the corpse on the ground, and then at Kamikawa Shun who was spattered with a lot of blood, and didn't know how to deal with this.

    "What was the situation?"

    ¡°Just jump off the building.¡± Shun Kamikawa looked at the open window on the sixth floor, ¡°I just don¡¯t know if I jumped by myself or if someone else pushed me down.¡±

    ¡°I don¡¯t blame him for being so judgmental. After hanging out with detectives for a long time, every case he sees looks like a homicide.

    After setting up the cordon, Junji Tsukamoto said hello to Kawa Shun.

    "Shangchuan, long time no see."

    Kamikawa Shun was not in the mood for small talk and just nodded.

    Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Junji Tsukamoto didn¡¯t say much, so he put on gloves and began to examine the body.

    The deceased was a woman with long hair, bare feet and wearing home clothes.  Because he hit the ground on the back of his head, he was already dead when he hit the ground.  She had her eyes open, as if still looking at the sky.  Tsukamoto Junji silently looked away, not "looking at each other" with the deceased.

    The deceased¡¯s arm was bent in a strange arc, apparently dislocated when it hit the ground.  Junji Tsukamoto cleaned up the blood stains and examined it. Several cuts on the wrists of the deceased were particularly obvious.

    "The deceased's name was Otaki Miki. She was 28 years old and was an employee of a club. She resigned some time ago." Officer Takagi held a small notebook and told Officer Megure the basic information about the deceased he had just investigated.

    "The deceased lived alone in Tokyo, and the apartment he rented was on the sixth floor."

    Officer Mu Mu nodded and took the elevator to the sixth floor.

    Kamikawa Shun followed silently into the elevator, and Hoshino Osamu followed him silently.

    Although I am used to detectives,There was a large crowd of people following him, but Officer Memu was still a little curious about this unfamiliar boy.

    "This is?"

    "Hoshino Osamu, my classmate."

    Hoshino Xiu nodded as a greeting.

    Officer Memu and Officer Takagi looked at each other, both feeling that this boy was not easy to get along with.

    The apartment door was locked, and Takagi opened the door with the key given by the landlord.

    As soon as the door opened, what you saw was chaos.

    With the smashed TV, broken vases, and collapsed shelves, the whole room seemed to have experienced a war.

    Kamikawa Shun silently turned his attention to the shoe cabinet in the entrance. In addition to the deceased's shoes, there was also a pair of men's slippers in the shoe cabinet. Judging from the wear and tear of the slippers, they had been worn for a long time.

    "This" Officer Mumu stood at the door and looked at the living room full of debris. He didn't know whether to step in or not.

    Kamikawa Shun silently took out his gloves and put them on, and walked into it.

    The apartment is not big, with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom.  The situation in the bedroom was much better than that in the living room, but all kinds of clothes were piled up, and there were debris on the chairs, bed, and floor.  Shun Kamikawa opened the closet and found a small amount of men's clothing inside.

    The bathroom is the neatest place. There are two cups and two toothbrushes on the shelf.

    "There is no one in the room. It seems that he committed suicide." Officer Memu turned around and saw no one except them, and there was no place to hide in the room.

    ¡°Officer Memu, have you notified the deceased¡¯s lover?¡±

    Officer Megure heard this and looked at Takagi. Takagi flipped through his little notebook and said, "I have been notified. According to neighbors, Ms. Otaki broke up with her boyfriend a month ago, but they seemed to have reconciled recently. Yes.  Several times the neighbors downstairs saw them arguing and knocked on the door because the noise was too loud.¡±

    Officer Mu Mu touched his broad chin and said, "Did he commit suicide because he couldn't think about the breakup?"

    "It's very possible." You can tell by looking at the situation in the bedroom. There must have been a fierce quarrel, and it even reached the point of violence.

    Those broken vases were more like an act of venting anger, but I don¡¯t know whether they were broken during the quarrel between the two or by the deceased afterwards.

    Shangchuan Shun walked to the window and looked down.  There were several people gathered on the roadside below, wanting to see the situation, but they didn't dare to get close because the scene was too bloody.

    Junji Tsukamoto and several members of the forensic department were examining the body.  From this angle upstairs, the white home clothes are dyed red with blood, like a poppy flower blooming, with a kind of beauty that ordinary people cannot appreciate.

    There was a person standing by the window of the tall building opposite. He looked down at the blooming flowers below, his eyebrows curved, and he smiled happily.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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