Chapter 143 The third victim, the murderer is...

Chapter 143 The third victim, the murderer is...

While Yuya and Shiratori Jinzaburo were out looking for clues, something unexpected happened in the main building.

Director Jiuji Hairen’s car, which is also the only vehicle currently, is gone!

Also missing along with the car was sound engineer Daisuke Takamoto.

"Damn it!" Jiuji Hairen slammed the table hard, "I knew this guy was dishonest, but I didn't expect him to dare to drive away secretly."

"Is it still possible to chase him now?" Hiragaki Yuko said, "Isn't the mountain road covered by an avalanche? He shouldn't be able to escape."

"You have a point," Jiuji Hairen walked outside, "Let's go after him!"

"By the way, has anyone of you seen Marika-chan?" asked Hiraki Yuko.

Makeup artist Yumi Kamimura said, "I just ran into her in the hallway. She said she was not feeling well and went back to her room to rest."

Jiuji Kaito sighed: "Forget it, let Marika-chan rest by herself. So many things have happened. This kid has worked hard."

After putting on their clothes, they walked together towards the way to leave, looking for a car as they walked.

After walking for a long time, they finally found a car parked on the roadside about half an hour's walk away from the museum.

Just as they were about to walk over, they saw many ten-thousand-yuan bills scattered on the ground.

"Why are there so many bills here?" Jiuci Hairen picked up a few bills in confusion.

When he saw it clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank - these ten thousand yuan bills were covered with red blood.

"Ah! Look over there!" Hiragaki Yuko screamed in horror.

Everyone looked in the direction she pointed, and were horrified to find that Takamoto Daisuke, who was supposed to have secretly driven away, was lying not far away with blood all over his face.

Hiraki Yuko and Kamigo Yumi were so scared that they hugged each other and screamed.

The agent shuddered suddenly and looked around in fear: "Snow Yaksha? Could it be that Snow Yaksha is out to kill people again?"

"Hurry, let's go back!" Kuji Kaito shouted, and hurriedly helped Hiraki Yuko up, while the agent helped Kamimoto Yumi up, and several people ran back to the annex in panic.

As soon as I returned to the annex, I ran into Yuya and Shiratori Renzaburo.

"Officer Shiratori!" The agent rushed forward in horror and hugged Shiratori Renzaburo's thighs.

Shiratori Renzaburo was startled and subconsciously shook his legs to try to break free, but Jiuji Kaito held him tightly and had no intention of letting go.

Shiratori Renzaburo had no choice but to ask, "What happened?"

"Takamoto, Takamoto was killed! By Snow Yasha!" Kuji Kaito explained tremblingly.

"What?!" Youya and Shiratori Renzaburo looked at each other in shock, "Where's the body?"

"It's about 30 minutes walking along the road." Jiujihairen said, pointing to the only road.

Yuya rushed out first.

Shiratori Renzaburo also wanted to go, but his agent held his legs tightly and he couldn't move.

"Let me go!" Shiratori Renzaburo said angrily.

However, the agent refused to let go: "Officer Shiratori, you can't leave! You have to protect us!"

Shiratori Renzaburo was helpless, and when he looked up again, Yuya was gone.

Yuya ran all the way and finally found Daisuke Takamoto's body. The director's car was parked not far from the body.

Walking up to the corpse, Youya squatted down and checked it, and found that the body was completely frozen and had been dead for a long time.

Yuya's brows suddenly frowned because he found that the wound on the corpse was right in front of the throat, almost killing him with one blow. Judging from the scratches on the wound, it was an attack from the front.

Why didn't Daisuke Takamoto run away?

Was he too scared to run? That's not right. No matter how scared he was, his survival instinct would force him to run away. In that case, it wouldn't be a frontal wound. It should have been caused from the back or the side, and there might be more than one.

There were also a large number of 10,000-yuan bills scattered on the ground. Could it be that Takamoto Daisuke knew who Yuki Yasha was and was killed when he tried to bribe the other party with money to beg for mercy?

Yuya sighed and drove back to the main building.

Shiratori Renzaburo looked at You getting out of the car without saying much. Now was obviously not the time to care about him being able to drive even though he was not old enough.

"Did you find anything?" asked Shiratori Renzaburo.

Yuya told him the suspicious points he had noticed.

"Takamoto knows who Yuki Yasha is?" Shiratori Renzaburo was a little surprised to hear this guess.

Yuya walked up and whispered, "Where's Miss Mari?"

Shiratori Renzaburo replied in a low voice: "In the room, I just checked."

Yuya nodded and fell silent.

"Yuya-kun, come with me." Shiratori Renzaburo said in a low voice.

Yuya was shocked. Could it be that Officer Shiratori also discovered something?

The two came to the video room, and Youya saw that the picture on the screen froze at the moment when Yuki Yasha left.

After sitting down, Shiratori Renzaburo pointed at the picture on the screen and said, "While I was waiting for you to come back, I watched the video several times and made a new discovery. This Himuro Ikkyo might be a fake."

Yuya's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean?"

Shiratori Renzaburo said, "Look at the collar of his shirt. You can see that the button is on the left, right?"

Yuya's eyes narrowed.

The buttons on men's and women's shirts are placed in different directions, usually on the right side for men and on the left side for women. This design idea is based on centuries of habits and usage considerations.

"Why is that? Did he draw it the wrong way?" Youye asked confusedly.

"No," Shiratori Renzaburo shook his head, "You may not know much about painting. According to my experience, most of the more realistic self-portraits like this are painted by the painter looking in the mirror. In other words, the painting is a mirror image, and the direction of the buttons should actually be reversed."

"So, his button is actually on the right side. By extension, when painting, Himuro Ikki actually holds the brush in his left hand and the paint tray in his right hand."

“He’s left-handed!”

Yuya's expression changed. Officer Shiratori said this. Could it be that "Issei Himuro in the annex is right-handed?"

Shiratori Renzaburo nodded solemnly, "Yes, several people went to ask Himuro Kazusei for his autograph before, and he used his right hand. Also, didn't he come out to pour coffee after we left the annex? I asked the people who stayed in the restaurant, and they also used their right hand at that time."

"A person's hand-using habits will generally not change unless they practice specifically, especially for a painter. Randomly changing hands will affect his painting style, which is something a famous painter cannot accept."

"And Himuro Kazusei has never had his photo published in the newspaper, so no one except his family and classmates knows what he looks like. Obviously, none of us have his classmates or family, so we can't tell the real thing from the fake just by appearance."

"Combined with the fact that it has been a very long time since the car accident that Bingshi Yisheng has produced a work, I have reason to suspect that the real Bingshi Yisheng died in the car accident ten years ago, and the Bingshi Yisheng in the annex is someone else's impersonation!"

"The works of the past few years are nothing more than the unpublished manuscripts of the real Himuro Ichisei!"

Yuya's pupils suddenly shrank. No wonder Xue Yasha wanted to take the self-portrait away. It turned out that such a big secret was hidden in it.

"Could it be that the murderer is Himuro Kazusei?" Youya looked at Shiratori Renzaburo with wide eyes.

Shiratori Renzaburo nodded solemnly.

"Quick, let's go to the annex!"