Right in front of Qianyu, Doyle was lying peacefully on a piece of glass wool that had been placed in the space that had been dug out of the speaker.

And breathing, Doyle was clearly alive.

"......" Qian Yu gently picked up Doyle and placed it on the floor behind the speakers.

The fact that Doyle is here is outrageous, but it is also quite plausible - but why is the speaker not screwed?

Thinking like this, Qian Yu looked at the speaker on the other side - none of the screws were missing, and they were all tightened properly.

Doyle looks like he's been drugged now, but once the effect wears off, Doyle can open the unlocked speaker door and escape at any time - wouldn't that be all over for Miss Renzi, the owner of the speaker who wants to steal Doyle?

Unless it's a low-level blame that is extremely unskilled? But what's the point of such a blame?

At this moment, Qian Yu received a text message from his mobile phone.

[The gem on Doyle's collar seems to have been taken away, and I don't think the gem will be burned by the incinerator.] - Gray Plains Mourning

Jewel? Qian Yu frowned, and then called Gray Yuan Ai.

"What's wrong?" Gray Plains asked.

"What's going on with the gem?" Qian Yu asked.

"Where are you, I'll come to you and say to your face." Gray Yuan Wai paused, then said.

"Behind the speakers in the living room, don't be quiet, I found Doyle."

"Oh, okay." Gray Yuan hung up the phone rather calmly.

About half a minute later, Gray Plains Wai appeared on the side of the speaker. "Well done, how did you find this little guy—" she said, shifting her gaze to the speakers without screws. "Was it locked in the speakers before?"

"Yes," Qian Yu looked up and looked at Gray Plains. "What's the matter with gemstones?"

"What Mr. Garner just said," replied Grayplain. He said that it was a pity that the stones on the collar were burned - but no matter what kind of gems they were, they could not be completely dissolved in places where the incinerator barely reached 800 degrees Celsius (if you burn plastic at a temperature between 500 and 800 degrees, it is easy to produce dioxins, so the operating temperature of the incinerator is required to be greater than 800 degrees), and at most it will be black on the outside. And he said that the size of the gem was quite large, but there was no trace of the gem in the incinerator at all. ”

Whether it's a ruby sapphire or a diamond, as crystals, their melting points are stable at 2,000 degrees or more, and places like incinerators are really not enough to pose a threat to the gems that these crystals are made of.

"In other words, someone has made a gem thief!" Qian Yu snorted. "No wonder he is so tolerant of Doyle, this guy is an important magic weapon for him to get rid of his crimes!"

Based on Garner's scientifically blind reaction just now, it is estimated that he feels unlucky at best, and it is impossible to think of other possibilities (and even if he finds out that Doyle ran out of the speaker, he must suspect Miss Renzi, and it is impossible to suspect the real murderer.) ）

Now, the question is not where Doyle went or what the other party was going to do, but where exactly the other person hid the gem.

Wait a minute - something suddenly occurred to Chiba.

"Let's go to the kitchen and have a look," Chiba said, standing up. "Go look at the kitchen."

…………

Kitchen.

"I'll look to see if there are any dishes that haven't had time to wash," Chiba said, standing in the kitchen doorway. "Look at the trash cans and stuff like that, if there's any paper towels or anything like that."

The place where Doyle was lying was clean, so if the other party did prepare dessert for Doyle, it must be on a plate or similar container, otherwise he would not be able to solve the problem of the dessert staining the floor.

And if the other party does use the plate, then it is impossible for him to carry the plate with him, and the most likely way to deal with it is to secretly put the plate into the pile of plates in the kitchen while people are not paying attention, and disguise it as one of the dirty dishes. (It is impossible for the other party to wash the dishes, otherwise there is no explanation once it is discovered)

Then, if there is any plate with dessert on it, or a paper towel with dessert on it in the trash can, it can prove that the murderer did put the plate here.

If you can find the fingerprints of someone who came here today, then I'm afraid that person will have to think carefully about how to explain the fact that his fingerprints appeared on that plate.

"Tachibana," just then, Gray Hara's voice came from behind him. "I saw a tissue in the trash can over here, and it looked like something was on it."

"Oh?" Qianyu turned around and looked at Gray Plains, who was looking at the trash can. "In the trash?"

"yes," Gray Yuan nodded. "I'm dirty, so you can make sure."

"Hey......" Qian Yu sighed. You ......"

Nodding in resignation, Qian Yu walked to the trash can, and then looked at the paper towel lying on top of the garbage bag.

There is no doubt that this tissue has traces of dessert on it. But judging by the color, the dessert traces on it are not the style of the dessert of the Ghana Tetsuya family - there are blue accents on it, while the dessert of the Ghana Tetsuya home only has red decorations.

"I think it's a dessert bought from outside," Chiba said. "Maybe it's from a nearby dessert shop—"

At this moment, Chiba saw a wrapper for dessert. "Well, I seem to see something strange."

The dessert at Teruya Garner is a platter of many desserts, apparently eaten at least 3 days ago - but there are remnants of fruit at the bottom of the garbage bag, so the garbage bag is obviously less than a day or two (otherwise the residue of the fruit will start to ferment and produce an odor), which means that these desserts were bought after Teruya Garner started to give Dole this bag of desserts - why buy a new one? And just now, Garner didn't eat dessert at all.

Pulling out the wrapping paper of the dessert, Chiba looked at the words on it. "Well——, it looks like it's a nearby storefront, and I seem to have the impression that it's just across the street."

Holding the wrapping paper in his hand, the two fingernails and the wrapper that Qianyu sandwiched the upper part of the wrapping paper are now only in contact with each other in the form of a contact point, although it can fix the wrapping paper, but it can't prevent the rotation of the wrapper, so the wrapping paper turns half a circle from the original form of Qianyu pinching, and comes to the stable state with the lowest center of gravity.

Qianyu's gaze suddenly fixed on the wrapping paper.

"Let's go to the Japanese-style room!" Qian Yu put the wrapping paper on the table and said in a deep voice. "Go see the clock in the Japanese-style room."

Although it feels a little unbelievable, if you don't confirm it, Qian Yu always feels a little uneasy.