At the dinner party that day, the Henggou Police Department was so angry that he left his brother to pay the bill and left: The police are the police, how can they rely on detectives to solve the case? Can they still be called the police?
...Unexpectedly, this detective came to him now.
...Is this guy really able to solve the case so quickly?
The Henggou Police Department was staring at Jiang Xia tangledly. Suddenly, two police officers from the Forensic Division at the table said to him: "Police Department, a toxic reaction has been detected here!"
"Really?" Henggou Police Department came to their senses and strode over, "Where is it?"
Police officer from the Forensic Bureau: "There is no toxin reaction in the food, but there are potassium cyanide residues on the chopsticks, plates, and wet wipes of the deceased."
He pointed to the wet wipe: "Especially it."
"That's it. It seems that the toxin was not transferred through the plates on the round table, but someone directly applied it to the deceased's tableware." The Henggou Police Department felt that the suspect had been identified, so he turned around and asked a few questions
Witness, "Who are the people sitting on either side of the deceased?"
"It's me." A person he didn't want to see spoke up. Jiang Xia came out and said, "I was sitting on his right hand side."
Henggou Police Department: "..."
Although he had some objections to this detective who was suspected of being a delinquent but was said to be an enthusiastic citizen, considering the other's excellent record and his lack of interaction with the deceased as a passerby, the Henggou Police Department did not think he could be the murderer.
Then the identity of the murderer seems clear: "Who is sitting on the other side of the murderer?"
A small hand rose from below the field of vision.
Conan raised his hands and said, "It's me. I was sitting on the left side of the dead uncle."
Henggou Police Department: "..."
His eyes wandered back and forth between Jiang Xia and Conan, and finally stopped at Jiang Xia.
"The murderer is indeed your boy." Henggou Police Department sighed. As a criminal police officer, although he did not encounter as many cases as his colleagues in Tokyo, he had also experienced many murder cases. At this time, clues were piling up, and he
In my mind, a series of situations have already taken shape:
"You first poison your own wet wipes, and then take the opportunity to swap the poisoned wipes with the deceased's wet wipes - people usually put the wet wipes on the side of their dominant hand, and the deceased's dominant hand happens to be
On the side you are on, if you want to change his towel, it is easy.
"If the deceased wanted to eat Peking duck, he had to wipe his hands with a wet wipe before taking the burrito. In this way, his hands would be stained with a lot of potassium cyanide, and he would be poisoned and die while eating - that's right.
"
Conan's eyes twitched slightly: "..." It's you! You dare to identify the murderer without even finding the basic motive. If you ask me, Jiang Xia's murder motive is not as rich as mine.
Upstairs, there was a person who was quietly happy.
Vodka almost laughed out loud, but he quickly recovered and covered his mouth to prevent the sound from disturbing the people below.
Vodka: "..." Calm down, it's not the time to be silly yet, compared to this... Why is this situation happening now?
What kind of tricks is that boy Uzzo doing again?
"When anything goes wrong, there must be a monster." Vodka stopped calling Chianti and Cohen and thought carefully:
"Think about it carefully, it's just the police officer who has raised suspicions, and Uzo has a hundred ways to ruin his rough reasoning on the spot. If I really call two guys with sniper rifles right now...
There may be no return for Chianti and Cohen, and what's worse, if they fall into the hands of the police alive, I, the main culprit who caused the leak, may not be able to escape the blame."
Thinking about the consequences, Vodka felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on it and it was forced to calm down.
"Don't worry, let's take a look first." Vodka took a deep breath, put down his phone, and tried to keep himself as calm as a senior Wu expert, "I won't move if the enemy can't stand me, but I want to see what this kid is playing.
Tricks!”
Downstairs hall.
Although the Henggou Police Department was making serious deductions, none of his subordinates took this matter seriously.
My boss has been dissatisfied with the detective for more than a day or two, and now he is probably talking angrily again.
Instead of following him around to arrest Jiang Xia, it is better to look for other clues at the scene, ask Mr. Jiang Xia to help find the real culprit as soon as possible, and get off work early - the Tokyo police talk about this crime-solving machine every day. Who among our colleagues does not want to experience it?
?They haven't had dinner yet.
"Police Department!" After searching like this, we found some new clues. The young police officer pointed to the jeans of the deceased, "Look, there is a strange wet mark on his thigh near the knee. It looks very slimy, and it doesn't look like..."
water."
"Huh?" Any abnormality at the crime scene cannot be easily ignored. The Henggou Police Department suspended its suspicion of Jiang Xia, walked over and took a closer look, wondering, "What is this..."
Mao Lilan pressed her dizzy head and walked over to take a look. Suddenly, her expression became embarrassed: "That... should be tonight's pimple soup. When I was sitting next to the deceased Mr.
I accidentally knocked over his porridge bowl, so some porridge fell on his lap."
"So that's it...huh? Wait, you are sitting next to him?" Henggou Police Department suddenly realized something was wrong, "Didn't you just say that the people sitting next to the deceased were Jiang Xia and that little kid!"
Suzuki Atomic snorted and said dissatisfied: "Who makes you so impatient? Before we finished talking, you began to doubt Jiang Xia - although when the deceased fell, Conan and Jiang Xia were sitting next to him, but in the
Before that, we changed seats once."
Mao Lilan nodded. As the person who changed seats, she remembered it more clearly: "After we entered the store, we received a table-sharing invitation from Mr. Deceased, so we sat at the same table with them.
"At that time, several people we knew were sitting together, but in order to persuade me, the deceased man got in between me and Jiang Xia.
"After a while, Conan suddenly squeezed in between me and Mr. Dead... so we ended up sitting like this."
"..."
Henggou Police Department tapped his forehead, and several little people began to squeeze back and forth in his mind, eventually forming a messy table.
He shook his head to get rid of the disturbing scene and asked: "Then who was the other person sitting next to the deceased before changing seats?"
"It's me." The screenwriter also came over after hearing this. He pushed up his glasses, "But I wasn't that close to him from the beginning - it was after Miss Maori and the others came to share the table that the distance between them narrowed, so I was forced to sit.
Arrived next to that annoying guy."
The seats in Henggou Police Department's mind became even more confusing. His eyes twitched slightly and he said with a headache: "Then who were the first two people who were next to the deceased?"
