Akai Shuichi: "..." This is obviously not a thing that is beneficial to him - what normal person would cover his fingerprints without any problem?
Fortunately, there is more than one gap for refutation.
Akai Shuichi's thoughts were racing, he raised his finger and pointed at Hattori Heiji: "If my coin is stained with cyanide, then this classmate's finger..."
In the middle of speaking, he suddenly paused.
——After I gave the coin away, there were only three places it came into contact with: his fingers, Hattori Heiji’s gloves, and the murderer’s hood.
It goes without saying that there was cyanide in the murderer's hood. So if you want to prove his innocence, you have to start with two other things.
Akai Shuichi originally did not want to expose the paint he used to cover his fingerprints, so he wanted the police to inspect Hattori Heiji's gloves.
However, he suddenly discovered that Hattori Heiji had touched the coins twice: once he took the clean coins and threw them into his hood, and the other time he took out the coins stained with cyanide... In other words, during the process
After the second step, Hattori Heiji's gloves now also have cyanide on them.
...Then the only way to prove his innocence is to examine the composition of his fingertips. And such an examination will inevitably expose the paint on his fingers.
Akai Shuichi: "..."
His act of lending coins just now, to anyone's perspective, was just helping the detective to complete the process of solving the case - after all, as we all know, when the matter reaches this point, the next step is for the murderer to confess his crime and then be arrested by the police.
But now...
Thinking of this, Akai Shuichi's eyes when looking at the painter changed slightly: I originally thought that this Uzo minion was just unwilling to fail in the frame-up, so he just made some random excuses to cause trouble for him... But in fact, this guy's case is about to end.
, this insidious move comes when others are most likely to relax.
Akai Shuichi took a breath silently, exhaled slowly, and continued what he just said as if nothing had happened: "If my coin is really stained with cyanide, then the cyanide component should also be detected on my finger.
.But in fact, I have not come across anything similar. If you don’t believe me, you can check it.”
——At this point, all we can do is take a gamble, betting that the psychological quality of the murderer, a disposable prop, is not as good as that of Uzo's minions.
And if the bet fails... then he insists that he accidentally got glue on his hands when he helped move things. The worst result is that James comes to the police station again to fish for people.
The FBI, who was carelessly plotted, quickly thought through the consequences.
And his calmness finally brought him a little reward - the short-haired female clerk who had just hardened up under the instigation of the painter finally realized that it would be useless to continue to resist like this after hearing what the scapegoat said was very reasonable.
Useless.
"That's right, I was the one who poisoned you." The short-haired female clerk took a deep breath, "No matter how highly educated and skilled that man is, he is not qualified to be a doctor!"
Her companions did not expect that things would go back and forth, and the murderer would eventually turn out to be one of their own. The female nurse frowned in confusion: "Why do you say that suddenly? Didn't you always have a good relationship before?"
The female clerk snorted coldly: "You should have heard about it - he plans to publish an important paper at the society recently."
The security guard nodded: "He seems to attach great importance to this. He has been talking to me about it every day recently. Uh..."
Suddenly he had an idea and thought of a possibility: "Did he steal your paper? Was that paper written by you?"
"..." A trace of embarrassment appeared on the female clerk's face: If she could write that kind of thing, would she be a clerk here?
"No." After a moment of stiffness, she abruptly moved on to the topic, "That paper was indeed written by himself, but this very promising paper is actually facing a huge crisis - the existence of a certain case is enough to
Overturning the core point of this paper, the patient happens to be in our hospital."
The female clerk sighed: "What's even more 'coincidental' is that not long ago, the patient's condition suddenly worsened and eventually died... This case that was enough to overturn the paper just disappeared quietly.
in this world.”
The others were startled and understood her hint: "You mean..."
The female clerk looked at the corpse on the ground coldly: "The reason why the patient's condition worsened was because he prescribed the wrong medicine - this was a naked murder! For that false theory, he actually killed like this
An innocent man died."
"But, how can you be sure that he did it on purpose?" The female nurse couldn't believe it, "What if he really just happened to prescribe the wrong medicine? He has been staying up late and working overtime recently for that paper, and his mind is often not very bright...
…”
"I heard this with my own ears." The female clerk looked at Ninagawa Ayako, "Just last week, the dean's daughter refused to marry him, and he dragged me out to drink in frustration."
"After a few glasses of wine, he said angrily and drunkenly - 'A person like me, who can freely decide the life and death of others, would be fooled around by a teenage brat. It's really karma.'"
The female clerk laughed: "In this case, I will let him have a taste of real karma. As a doctor, he does not want to save people, but he regards playing with the patient's life as his own right... Is it possible that such a person disappears from the world?
Not a good thing?
"So I put a container containing cyanide in his car, and then deliberately hid his driver's license, making him look restless and anxious on the way here, paving the way for his 'suicide'
...However, it is a pity that such a perfect chain of cause and effect has been cut off by you."
She looked at Jiang Xia and smiled with relief: "You little detective is so lucky - if it hadn't been for this sudden rain, I would have been able to leave smoothly with the poison in my hood."
"Who are you looking down on!" Detective Osaka felt that the high school detectives were looked down upon, and he spoke angrily: "Even if you hadn't exposed yourself because of 'not wearing a hood on rainy days,' we would have already suspected you——
"Neither you nor the deceased put creamer or syrup into the drink. The deceased saw Coke after opening the lid of the cup, so he stopped putting it. But when you returned to your seat, the play had already started, and the light in the auditorium was blocked.
Adjusted to the darkest setting.
"Coke and coffee are both black, and the sound of bubbles will be obscured by the surrounding noise. If you are really just an innocent passerby, then in this environment, you are likely to be changed because you can't see your drink clearly.
, and conveniently added the creamer and syrup, but you didn’t.
"This shows that you had opened the lid of the cup before the play started, when there was still enough light, so you knew that the drink inside was not right - you thought your plan was perfect, but in fact everything you did would end up in the wrong place.
