Conan looked at this scene and always felt that something was wrong.
After a moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his back, and suddenly realized something: "Since the fingerprint is on the left side, the one who stabbed the knife should be the right hand. In this case... the murderer is right-handed?!"
"Right-handed?" Others finally realized something was wrong. Officer Shiratori said in surprise, "I remember that from the photos provided by the Megure Police Department, Murakami is left-handed."
Jiang Xia nodded, seemingly not surprised by this reversal.
Conan stared at him blankly, and suddenly realized: Thinking back carefully, along the way, Jiang Xia had never used the word "Murakami" to refer to the mastermind like the Memu Police Department and others, but had always used the word "attacker"
.
"...You have discovered the violation a long time ago?"
Conan's eyes twitched, and he wanted to go up and shake the answering machine and ask him why he didn't tell him earlier.
But then I thought about it, Jiang Xia really didn't like to talk about the guessing process.
——Conan remembered that this neighbor had been very cautious in "drawing conclusions" since he was a child. If he was not absolutely sure, Jiang Xia would rather not say a word and just sit back and watch the rewards and rewards he wanted being taken away by other children.
I don't want to give an answer casually.
And in this way, it also explains why Jiang Xia has never shown a talent for reasoning in the past - it must be because as Jiang Xia grew up, his reasoning ability has been improving. And recently, Jiang Xia has just improved to the point where he can quickly
To the extent that he found all the clues and put them together in an instant, and was willing to tell the answer, it seemed like there was a sudden change.
Conan silently recalled the past.
Others gradually understood the situation.
They looked at Jiang Xia: "The murderer is really not Murakami? Then who could he be?"
Conan was alarmed by the unsolved mystery of the "murderer" and came back to his senses.
He subconsciously raised his head, and because of his height, he happened to see everyone's trouser legs. His eyes inadvertently glanced at Sawaki Koi's trouser legs, and Conan's eyes suddenly stopped.
——There are some splatter-like wet marks there.
Conan was startled and suddenly remembered that during the power outage just now, after the murderer killed Nana Koyamauchi, during his escape, he kicked a can he had left nearby.
"..." Koichi Sawaki, this gentle sommelier and friend of Uncle Mori... is actually the real murderer this time?!
However, there is no evidence. You can't use "there is a drink on the trousers" as evidence. Will anyone listen to the testimony of an elementary school student and Sawaki's fair image?
However, even if he discovered the murderer, Jiang Xia should have discovered something as well... Thinking of this, Conan looked at Jiang Xia expectantly, indicating that he could first shake out some clues and control Sawaki Fairly.
But at this moment, Sawaki Kohei was suddenly startled, as if he saw something that shocked him.
He suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the window, and said in a tone of "finding an important clue": "There seems to be something clamped over there!"
…
Koichi Sawaki is indeed the mastermind behind this series of attacks.
——He planted a large number of bombs in this underwater restaurant. And the place he pointed at was one of the bomb burial sites.
As long as Jiang Xia goes over to "check for clues" and detonates at a single point, this high school detective, who has a lot on his mind and seems to already know the identity of the murderer, will be buried under the sea forever.
...However, the development of things is completely different from the script written by Sawaki Fairy.
——Jiang Xia, the "high school student detective", does not have the habits that ordinary high school student detectives should have.
Not only did he not go over by himself, he also grabbed the primary school student who wanted to sneak over to check the situation.
Then he turned to Koichi Sawaki and sighed with compassion: "The person who killed Nana Koyamauchi and the attacker in the previous series of events was you."
"?!"
A group of people suddenly looked at Mr. Sawaki, their eyes filled with disbelief and a hint of vigilance towards the criminal.
Sawaki's body stiffened, and after a moment, he slowly smiled: "It seems that even a famous detective can easily get into trouble when faced with a crisis, and then identify some innocent people as the murderers - high school students
Sure enough, the psychological quality of a person is still not comparable to that of a real adult. Would it comfort you to point out someone casually as a murderer like this?"
Jiang Xia ignored his provocation and said to himself: "The evidence is indeed not comprehensive enough. It contains a lot of conjectures, but it is barely enough to identify you - your breast pocket seems to be a little bulging.
?”
Mr. Sawaki was startled and lowered his head suddenly. With an ugly look on his face, he reached into the pocket, rummaged through it for a moment, and took out a cork. The cork was still stained with some fresh wine liquid, and was covered with violet nail polish.
Draw a fox.
"This, this is what Miss Koyamauchi had been playing with in her hand before she was killed!" Mao Lilan recognized it at a glance, "Why is it in your pocket?!"
"She probably put it in with all her might when she was attacked." Jiang Xia suddenly said:
"You should have heard of the 'ABC Murders' - creating a series of seemingly unrelated attacks that are only related by name, and then hiding your real assassination target in this sequence so that the police can confuse the identity of the real murderer.
Motive for murder.
"Mr. Sawaki may have met Murakami's father-in-law who was recently released from prison. He heard about the festival between him and Uncle Maori, and suddenly remembered that he had several people to kill, so he boldly pretended to be Murakami's father-in-law and carried out this series of attacks.
"Conan told me that he once saw you secretly licking chili powder in the kitchen. A normal wine taster would not do such a thing to hurt his own taste. Did you have an accident and you can no longer taste wine?
?”
Mr. Sawaki twisted the cork in his hand, slowly raised his head, his face became extremely ugly.
He suddenly laughed coldly and tore off his gentle mask: "That's right, thanks to those bitches, I lost my most important sense of taste and could only rely on my sense of smell to barely distinguish the liquor.
"When I went for a check-up, the doctor told me that it might be related to stress and trauma - a few months ago, Koyamauchi Nana hit and run, and I was the unlucky guy who was hit by her. Since I can no longer do what I love most
Career, then she can't even think about it!
"In addition to her, there are those bastards who put pressure on me - Tsuji Hiroki used a colander as a medal at the banquet and laughed at my career; Asahi Shengyi bought so much red wine but didn't keep it properly and even adjusted the temperature.
Not good!...And you!"
He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at food writer Minoru Nishina.
