The police officer was startled and looked over where he pointed, and found that there was indeed a lighter resting on the relatively flat ridge of the house, matching the "burning" state of the deceased.
He took a few photos, picked up the lighter and put it into the evidence bag, and then was slightly startled: "Strange..."
Under the lighter, there was a fan-shaped dry mark.
The eaves and ridges have been soaked by rain and are darker in color, but the fan-shaped area is dry and light in color, as if it has not been rained on.
Although it is blocked by a lighter, it is normal for it to be dry, but the lighter is a flat rectangular parallelepiped, and it seems that it cannot be blocked into a fan shape no matter what.
Each of the detectives had better eyesight than the other, and they all saw it.
And they soon understood the cause.
"It seems that before the lighter, there was a nearly cylindrical object placed in the same position." Jiang Xia gestured, "First, a circular dry mark was left on the roof ridge, and then the object was taken away, and the lighter
One corner of the circle was placed on top of the circle to block the rain. The other parts of the circle got wet and eventually turned into this strange fan shape."
"Cylindrical thing? Is it the bomb he used to commit suicide?"
A voice floated from behind.
Jiang Xia looked back and saw four other people from the tour group sneaking in unexpectedly. It seemed that the deceased had been to the castle tower before disappearing at noon, and they were identifying all the places the deceased had visited before his death.
The woman playing "Ning Ning" sighed, raised her hand and pushed up her glasses: "He has been looking forward to this trip, but he didn't expect that he was looking forward to this kind of thing."
The "Lord" looked at the lighter brought by the forensics department police officer and recognized it: "This is indeed his thing."
"Tokugawa Ieyasu" next to him twirled his beard:
"The situation is very obvious. He put the bomb into a cylindrical object, then came upstairs and lit it on fire to commit suicide... Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, he is so young, I really can't think about it."
Hattori Heiji's eyes twitched, thinking that these guys looked suspicious: "The lid of the lighter was closed, and it happened to be placed on a flat place on the ridge of the house. If he really used the lighter to ignite the bomb at that time, he would definitely not have the energy to continue.
Put the lighter back on the roof of the house upright."
"Okay, let's go down first." The Otaki Police Department looked at the messy people at the scene and got a little confused. "Since we have doubts, let's investigate slowly. Don't be anxious."
…
When we returned downstairs, the police officers who stayed downstairs had already cleaned out the things that the body had brought with it.
Wallets, cigarettes, keys, mobile phones, watches. These are all normal items.
But there are two personal items that are very strange.
——It turned out to be an ancient scroll and a dusty fragment.
"You actually bring a scroll with you when you go out?" Suzuki Sonoko looked in amazement, "These people are too involved in their acting. Are they using the scroll as a notepad?"
The Otaki Police Department picked up the scroll and unfolded it carefully. They saw that the exposed paper had been burned to tatters. It was blank with nothing written on it. Only the word "dragon" in the upper left corner was the most conspicuous.
The Otaki Police Department was confused: "'Dragon'? What does this mean?"
Next to them, the four people in the tour group changed their expressions slightly when they heard this keyword. They turned their heads and looked over quickly, their eyes sharp, and there seemed to be a bit of covetousness in them.
Jiang Xia pointed to the side: "This broken pottery piece is also very strange. It doesn't look like something you should bring with you when traveling."
"Broken pottery fragments?" Conan suddenly remembered something, looked closely for a moment, and blurted out, "The charred corpses found in Osaka City before also had similar fragments. Could this be a serial murder?!"
Jiang Xia was startled: "Serial murderer?"
Several other high school students were also startled: "Burned corpses? Have other charred corpses been found here?"
Jiang Xia: "..."
...Failed to respond in the same way as everyone else. The fake detective silently noted this minor mistake and decided to improve it in the future.
However, although the client's demands were high, the other people didn't think there was any problem - they were actually very concerned about the keyword "serial murderer", but due to the influence of the fresh charred corpse just now, several people were now interested in "charred corpse".
"The response is greater.
Even before his brain could fully react, Hattori Heiji instinctively made a little reasoning: Maybe Jiang Xia's mind was spinning quickly, so his focus jumped directly from the scorched corpse to the serial murders it led to...
Tsk, as expected of him.
The Otaki Police Department was also a little surprised.
But he didn't seem surprised by Guzi, but rather surprised that Conan actually knew about it.
Conan came back to his senses, faced the questioning eyes of Otaki Police Department, remembered his source of information, and smiled awkwardly: "Well, last night I sneaked into the yard to play and heard the conversation between Uncle Hattori and Uncle Toyama - they
It was said that the charred corpses found in the inner moat 13 years ago and the charred corpses found in the outer moat a while ago were both carrying a pottery fragment similar to this. I heard that the fragment found a while ago had '800' on it.
The words forty-eight'."
"Eight hundred and forty-eight?" Suzuki Sonoko was horrified. She couldn't help but move to Jiang Xia's side, and hugged Mao Lilan's arm to suppress her shock. "Could it be that that serial killer has killed more than eight hundred people?"
, it’s number 849 now?!”
Conan couldn't help but glance at her: "How can it be possible in a peaceful modern society to kill so many people without being discovered? You are thinking too much."
After saying that, he found Jiang Xia looking at him, and Conan was a little confused: "What's wrong?"
"...It's nothing, I just think what you said makes sense. And there is only one fragment with the number on it. It really doesn't look like a murderer's count." Jiang Xia looked away and brought the topic back to the subject, "So this
What is a piece of debris?"
As expected, Conan's attention was attracted by Eucalyptus again.
He shook his head and sighed regretfully: "I don't know. I asked last night, but they didn't tell me."
Jiang Xia took a closer look at the pottery piece: "There is something like gold powder on the inside. It looks like a handicraft of a certain age."
Next to them, Conan and Hattori Heiji were also racing against time to think. This item looked suspicious: Why did the deceased leave the team and act alone before? Why did a good person suddenly explode? There was a cylindrical thing placed on the roof.
What is it?
in addition……
Hattori Heiji touched his chin and asked doubtfully: "Why did that person stare at Jiang Xia before he died?"
Conan corrected him: "He was staring at the umbrella in Jiang Xia's hand." As he said that, he tried to think more clearly, "Umbrella, does it mean 'raining'?"
Hattori Heiji caught up with his thoughts: "Speaking of rain, it's the 'Dragon Tiger Stone' in Osaka Castle."
