The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

Sato Miwako was stunned for a moment when she heard this. She widened her eyes slightly and almost blurted out to ask Fuji how he knew it, but she noticed Ida Ko's eyes and swallowed the question back.

Idahang raised the corner of his lips, "Why do you say that?"

"...I heard some strange noises when I passed by the park." Fuji paused, then continued, "It sounded like cloth being dragged on the ground, but it was windy at the time and the sound of leaves being blown overshadowed the former, so it wasn't very obvious when I heard it later, and I didn't pay much attention to it."

Yi Dahang frowned, "But why do you say that a slightly plump woman killed him?"

Bu Er pursed his lips, and his light-colored lips turned slightly pale, revealing an unhealthy color. He slowly said, "Because on my way back, near the park, I met a slightly plump woman about 1.7 meters tall. She asked me a lot of questions in a very strange way, and her enthusiasm was a bit weird."

Hearing this, Gao Mushi couldn't help but ask, "So you suspect she killed the deceased?"

"Yeah." Fuji said, "These are indeed the reasons why I doubt her, but the most important thing is..."

"There was a hint of blood on her that was not covered up."

After saying that, he turned his head towards Takagi Wataru, and his lifeless eyes met the latter's eyes. Takagi Wataru was frightened by this sudden eye contact, and his body trembled visibly.

"If my guess is correct, the cause of death should be that the victim was hit by a sharp blade in a fatal area." Fuji said lightly, "I am right, Officer Takagi."

"Oh, yes, it is." Takagi Shigeru looked away and answered quickly.

"Do you have anything else you want to ask?" Bu Er leaned against the back of the sofa, his posture casual.

Even though he expressed his speculations so casually and naturally, and these speculations were infinitely close to the truth, in fact, some of them were not guessed by him.

Located in a safe house in London.

Xinghaiyin threw his cell phone on the coffee table with a sneer. The phone case collided with the glass surface of the coffee table, making a crisp sound. The person who made the noise was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, pointing at the phone and asking the silver-haired man sitting next to him to look at the content of the email on the phone.

Gin reached out and picked up the phone, taking a look at the screen which was still on.

This email came from Scotland. The cat-eyed man seemed to be in a hurry. He only sent a few short sentences, briefly summarizing that his men were killed, their bodies were found in the park by the police, and he had to deal with it.

There is another line at the end, which contains Scotland's speculation. He thinks it might be written by Rum.

"Do you really think it was Rum who did it?" Gin said casually, "He just arrived in London."

The old man Rum had just arrived in London, and the mess he encountered was enough to divert most of his attention. At least he couldn't cause any trouble in the short term, and there was no reason for him to suddenly provoke Ricardo at this time.

This was a meaningless act for him.

"Who else could it be if not him?" Xing Haiyin glanced at him, and raised a sarcastic smile, "I just finished mocking him and he rushed to cause trouble. He is really as impatient as ever and can't sit still."

Gin frowned and seemed to want to say something, but when he saw Xinghai Gin's face, he paused and did not speak.

"Then what do you want to do?" His tone was cold, as if he had anticipated what Xing Haiyin was going to do, and he was very sure of his guess.

Xing Haiyin yawned, put his hand on the edge of the sofa back, and said casually, "Just make sure he can't return to Japan in a short time."