The queen's favorite

Part 4 who is the killer?

Bocchan rushed to the first victim's house. There were no clues that he could see. No footprints, no fingerprints. None of that sort. But the clues were clearly in my head. I just didn't want to tell bocchan.
In the victim's room, there is a cup of coffee that looks very suspicious. It was supposed to be the coffee the victim drank and died. But. Bocchan just looked past it. The victim's body was covered, but the inspector took pictures of the victim. She is supposed to be qualified self kill.

The victim was in a evening ball gown dress. It looks like she just went to a fancy dress party. Or a ball. She had some makeup on, that looked stunningly dark against her pale face.

I looked at the coffee again, while bocchan looked around the house. It's weird. Something is wrong with the coffee cup, but I can't seem to say what. It's........weird, that's all.

Lizzie came and gone. Bocchan saw Lizzie taking this matter all so lightheartedly. Yes. She was taking this matter in lightheartedly. Because, the Royal princess got all the photos from the inspector to slowly inspect!

Bocchan rushed to the second victim's death place, the garden.
This one was murdered in the heart.
A knife was in the picture. The inspector told us that the killer made sure to have removed all fingerprints before leaving the crime scene. That knife. It looks very familiar. In fact.......too familiar........

Bocchan didn't look closely at the smaller details. Like, a faint footprint image of a very familiar shoe in the picture....... I saw the picture. And by just seeing the picture I'd say that the victim was dead around 4:30pm,( the picture was taken at around 7:00 sun was setting the lighting was a failure) and after a rain, as the soil looks damp. Bocchan didn't care all of this. I know he wants to lean on me. He trained me like a dog, to find clues and tell him how to stick it together with superglue. Even, I start to think that bocchan comes here just to take me to sniff out clues. But sorry, bocchan, this time I won't be helping you. Yeah, I'm not that generous. Got a problem?

Bocchan was tired out already, it was nearly night now. I bet he was really hungry and j was too."Bocchan, let's go home for now. We can search for clues another day."

"NO!WE'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE UNTIL WE FIND ALL THE CLUES!!!"

" but Bocchan....."

"No buts!!!! Get your ass on the cartridge and ask finny to take us to the next stop!!"

"Yes, my lord."

We headed to the third 'death place'. The river. Third victim found dead in the river. The inspector told us no fingerprints could be found nor any clues except that the victim's ankle was tied to a pretty large stone with some carvings. The stone,....... The stone........the carving.......... It looked like something that was done by someone I knew pretty well.......yes, really really well........