After Karasawa reviewed the secret room murder techniques, everyone's attention was still focused on Mr. Dejima, a freelance writer.
"That's the way it is."
Takagi looked at Tarumi and Anabuki with complicated expressions and comforted them: "I understand your feelings, but now the facts are before you.
Except Mr. Dejima who may have committed the crime, there is no one else."
Miwako Sato looked at Dejima, who looked panicked after hearing Officer Takagi's words, and said, "I'm afraid you entered Mr. Moroguchi's room under the pretext of "the last confirmed schedule is to have an interview schedule this morning."
Because he was working on the manuscript yesterday, Mr. Zhuguchi, who is already in the habit of drinking coffee, is probably already drinking coffee.
And you added cyanide to the coffee he wanted to drink, poisoned Mr. Moroguchi, and then used the method mentioned by Karasawa Criminal before to complete the secret room murder.
How about it, do you have anything else to refute?"
After saying these words, Dejima's face turned pale, and everyone could see his panic expression visible to the naked eye.
But just when everyone thought that the other party was about to confess, they didn't expect Dejima's expression to change, and a calm smile appeared on his face: "I think you are saying that the tape will be distorted?
But I should have told the police officers before that the condition of my video tapes is not very good. You can say that I have as many distorted tapes as I want.
And when it is rolled back, if it makes such a harsh sound, there is no way that no one in the whole room can hear it."
As he spoke, Dejima took out the tape recorder and pressed the button, and then the harsh sound of the tape spinning sounded, reaching everyone's ears.
Dejima pressed the pause button, looked at Karasawa and the others and argued: "If I didn't use the tape recorder to play back the tape, but hurriedly turned the tape back with my hands, the range of distortion would have expanded.
You can investigate as much as you want, but I can guarantee that I don’t have that kind of tape on me.”
"No, it's a pencil."
At this moment, the enlightened Kogoro Mouri showed a smile that said "everything is under control": "Your automatic pencil ran out of refills last night, so Mr. Moriguchi borrowed your old-fashioned pencil, right?
All you need to do is insert the pencil into the hole in the tape and wind the tape back up.
In this way, you can recycle it in a short time without using a tape recorder at all, and you don't have to worry about damaging the tape that extends out of the tape."
Speaking of this, Kogoro Mouri said with a proud look on his face: "I often did this kind of thing when I was a kid. When I wanted to roll back the long tape that I pulled out for pranks, I just rolled the pencil on my thigh to wind it back.
"
"Besides, just now Miwako Sato said that she wanted to investigate your tape. She didn't mean to see if your tape was distorted or not."
Karasawa looked at the confused Dejima and smiled and said, "Didn't the person from the forensics department just say that?
The base of the deceased's middle finger was stained with blood, but for some reason one area was wiped off.
Therefore, one of the tapes in your hand is definitely stained with blood.
If you deny this, how about taking all the tapes from the room?
Although there is not much blood stain, my nose is still very sensitive, and I should be able to easily find the tape stained with Mr. Moroguchi’s blood that was used as a secret room technique.”
These words made it difficult for Dejima to remain calm, and Ha's previously proud face turned into deep despair.
"Mr. Dejima..." Anabuki looked at the desperate expression of the man in front of him, a little unbelievable.
"You...could it be because of the incident in Qiuchang..." Chuishui hesitated as he seemed to have remembered something.
"Sure enough, it's not that simple."
Dejima smiled mockingly to himself, and then started talking about something completely unrelated: "Akiba once said that being in charge of Moroguchi-sensei's work is like walking a tightrope."
"Ah? Walking a tightrope?" Mouri Kogoro said in confusion: "Why do you suddenly say this?"
"Akiba is originally a very simple and meticulous person, but since he became Moroguchi-sensei's editor-in-chief, he has always been wearing bandages. Do you know why?"
When Dejima said that his face became extremely ugly and disgusted: "Because he only tried it based on what Moroguchi-sensei said.
Every killing technique that Mr. Moroguchi came up with, Akira would try it out with his own body to see if it could really be done.
Of course, in order to prevent himself from actually dying, he will naturally be very careful."
"Hello!!"
Tarui, who heard Dejima's words from the side, seemed to realize something and couldn't help but ask: "Could it be that Akita died in the secret room because..."
"Ah, yes, it's just what you thought..." Dejima looked sad and angry: "When I was sorting out his belongings at Akuba's desk, I found a notebook.
On that notebook, there is written a secret room suicide technique that is almost exactly the same as Qiuchang's death method!"
"Then why didn't you tell the criminal immediately?" After hearing Dejima's words, Sato Miwako couldn't help but asked.
"It's useless. Even if I call the police and ask Mr. Moroguchi to be questioned, he will only say that Akuba made his own decision and everything was of his own free will." Dejima sneered.
"But, that incident was just an accident." Anabuki looked at his friend and said in disbelief: "Why..."
"That's not the case." Dejima closed his eyes weakly: "Mr. Moroguchi once said this when he was interviewed by others.
——"At this age, I finally understand the mood of the murderer. For a mystery writer, nothing makes me happier than this."
It is precisely because of this that I am even more convinced that Qiuchang was killed by him!
What Mr. Zhuguchi wants to use Akibachi to obtain is not to let him personally test the killing techniques, but to use his life to satisfy his exploration of the murderer's psychology."
"So you just used the same tactics, tit for tat?" Mouri Kogoro looked at Dejima solemnly: "But what you did is wrong."
"Ah...I know..." Dejima smiled bitterly: "But when I look at that demon, I can't help but feel angry..."
People whose minds are consumed by anger cannot care so much. It is precisely because they have no reason that they do things they know they shouldn't do.
After that, Dejima was put into a police car as a matter of course.
Naturally, the Maori father and daughter and others related to the case were also present. After all, it was still up to them to pass multiple cases.
By the time the confession was finished and everything was settled, the sky had turned dark and everyone walked out of the Metropolitan Police Department together.
"Dad, it's true, he ran away as soon as he finished writing the notes." Xiaolan crossed her arms with an angry look on her face: "He went to hang out and drink with those bad friends again."
"Don't be angry, let's go out for a big dinner together."
When Tangze said this, he approached Xiaolan in a low voice and said, "Aren't you curious about Takagi Criminal and the two of them?"
"Ah, Tang Ze Criminal also discovered it as expected."
When Xiaolan heard this, she was as excited as a "melon-eating girl" to find the organization, and immediately put her father's matter behind her: "It was a bit inappropriate at the crime scene at the time, and with Tang Ze Criminal, you will soon be
I saw through the murderer, so I didn’t dare to ask.”
"Of course, how could you not see something so obvious?" Tang Ze said with a smile.
"Did Takagi Criminal propose to Sato Criminal?" Xiaolan asked, lowering her excited voice.
"No, Sato Miwako had this ring on her hand early this morning." Karasawa replied: "Takagi is also struggling with this matter."
"Haha... I didn't expect Tangze Criminal to be such a gossip..." Conan laughed speechlessly on the side, but because Xiaolan was also very interested, in order to avoid being "criticized", he could only criticize.
"Then it's time for the "decisive battle" as we eat today." Xiaolan said with a serious expression after hearing Tang Ze's words.
"Well, it's not even close." Tang Ze said with a smile: "So, do you want to go to dinner with us?"
"of course!"
Xiaolan agreed without hesitation.
"What are you whispering about over there?" Miwako Sato asked curiously, looking at the two people who were whispering.
"Ah, it's nothing!" Xiaolan smiled guiltily: "I was just telling some interesting things about the garden."
"Oh, so that's it." Miwako Sato heard this and had no doubts. After all, Sonoko is Karasawa's sister-in-law, and Xiaolan is Sonoko's best friend. It's normal for them to talk about each other.
But she never thought that the food the two of them ate had already been eaten by her.
A group of five people went to dinner, and since it was already evening, drinking was inevitable.
The skewers from the izakaya were quickly served in the private room. After a few glasses of beer, Takagi became more courageous.
It's not right to say that. It has come up, but not completely.
In fact, it is not difficult to understand. When people face their own feelings, they always have a higher proportion of "cowardly" elements.
Of course, this could not be hidden from the three people sitting across from Tang Ze and Xiaolan. For this reason, Xiaolan secretly encouraged Takagi with her eyes, who looked like he was hesitant to speak.
But unfortunately, Takagi on the opposite side did not receive the signal at all, and he stopped talking several times but then stopped.
After repeating it several times, Xiaolan couldn't help but kick Takagi under the table, and secretly raised her fist to cheer Miwako Sato while he was drinking. As a result, this guy was even more panicked when Xiaolan found out about it.
Seeing that it was almost time to leave after they had finished eating, Takagi's expression was still hesitant to speak, and the three people in the crowd were numb.
stare...
The three pairs of eyes were staring at Takagi, making him feel uncomfortable, but he could understand the meaning conveyed in the eyes of the three people.
However, Sato Miwako on the side didn't notice much. After pouring the last glass of wine into the cup, she said: "Let's go home after drinking this glass?"
As a result, even Tangze couldn't help but kick Takagi because of these words.
"That...that..."
It seems that there is no way to escape from this entanglement. Takagi Ya gritted his teeth and looked at Sato Miwako and said: "I, I have something to ask you... Sato-san..."
"Well? What's the matter?" Miwako Sato asked curiously: "Tell me quickly."
"Well...I remember...I remember Sato-san, you don't like shiny things! Why are you wearing a ring on your hand now!?"
Taking a risk-taking attitude, Takagi mustered up the courage to ask.
"Ah~" Miwako Sato showed the ring on her hand and smiled: "Are you talking about this evil-proofing thing?"
"Huh? Evil-proofing thing!?" Xiaolan and Takagi said in unison with the same surprised expression.
'Really or not...' Conan now complained: 'Sato's criminal nerves are a bit too big...'
"Um...what's going on?" Xiaolan couldn't help but asked.
"A silver ring set with emeralds."
Sato Miwako looked at the ring on her hand and smiled and said: "Yumi told me that as long as you put this on the ring finger of your left hand, dirt and other things will not come close, and it can also keep bad bugs away. It kills two birds with one stone.
I saw Yumi wearing it, so I also wore it.
After all, not only have I been cursed, but I also hate bugs."
"call..."
After hearing Miwako Sato's explanation, Takagi breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, while Xiaolan felt helpless about Miwako Sato's understanding: "I feel that the "bad bugs" Miss Yumi mentioned are not the kind of bugs you think of.
La..."
"If that's the case...Sato-san...!!"
But after listening to Sato Miwako's explanation, Takagi blushed and stammered: "Please, please wear the ring I gave you! Wear it on the ring finger of your left hand!"
'It always feels like that guy has anticipated this scene and just wants to watch the excitement...'
Looking at Takagi's "straight ball" in front of them, Karasawa and Conan glanced at each other, feeling that they had seen the intention of someone who was the instigator to watch the fun.
Yumi: Even though he was not present, he was the assist leader in the game!
But it has to be said that this "strategy" has achieved her goal to a certain extent.
Xiaolan on the side looked even more excited, looking even more excited than the two parties involved, with a sense of satisfaction that she had "knocked it off".
"Well... ok..."
Miwako Sato nodded and looked at Takagi, whose expression was still calm, but her heroic face was flushed, and she couldn't tell whether it was due to the effect of alcohol or shyness.
Seeing that Takagi's right hand had already gone deep into the inner pocket of his suit, and feeling the sour smell of dog food starting to emit from the table, Karasawa quickly stood up and prepared to leave.
"I'll go check out."
"Ah, we should go back, we have classes tomorrow!",
Although Xiaolan on the side was a little reluctant to part with the pleasure of "knocking on CP", she smiled brightly at the two of them in order not to spoil the good thing, pulled Conan and quickly followed Tang Ze, leaving only the two men and women behind who were slightly embarrassed.
bid farewell.
"Then...that...let's finish this drink and then leave?" In order to cover up the embarrassment in his heart, Takagi raised his glass quickly.
"Well..." Sato Miwako also lost her usual buoyancy and picked up the wine glass to clink it with her.
After a glass of wine, Takagi took out the ring: "Then, that...this...is for you..."
"kindness..."
Sato Miwako's response at this moment was as light as a mosquito: "Thank you...I like it very much..."
The restaurant is bustling outside and seems noisy, but inside the house is quiet like another world.
This chapter has been completed!