2791 [The God of Death picks up the food and you turn the table]
The Henggou Police Department scratched his head in annoyance: "A kid wants to eat Xiao Long Bao. What does this have to do with the murder of the film producer who was poisoned? Or is the murderer really between you and the screenwriter?"
Jiang Xia returned to the round table where the murder occurred: "It's hard to explain clearly by just talking. Why don't you sit down and take a look?"
Henggou Police Department: "..."
A few minutes ago, he would have just scolded this small high school student and told him not to destroy the scene, but now...
He was really a little bit curious about the murderer's method of poisoning.
Considering that when the police solve a case, they will indeed use experiments to test whether certain methods are feasible. After a moment of confusion, the Henggou Police Department made a decision.
He simply waved his hand and said to the others: "Everyone sit back at the table and recreate the scene when the deceased was poisoned!"
——That’s right, this is not condoning the high school detective’s destruction of the scene, this is just what is needed to solve the case.
…
Under the police officer's order, the group of people returned to their seats in confusion, and then sat down in rows at the table in the same order as before.
Conan had already understood at this time. He whispered a few words to the waiter in a low voice, then trotted back to the table and jumped on the seat where he was just now.
"I was like this just now..." Conan was about to demonstrate the strange table-turning thing he had encountered before, but at this moment, Jiang Xia reached out and played with the round table first.
Conan tried to turn the table but couldn't match the opponent's strength and was forced to let go: "..."
The Henggou Police Department looked at it with confusion. Suddenly, a fragrant hot air came from the side - the waiter brought a meat bun over.
"What are you doing?" Henggou Police Department looked at the waiter inexplicably, "Is it time to serve food now?"
The waiter was startled and pointed at Conan: "But this kid just now said that Mr. Jiang Xia asked me to bring a bun to this kid when he started to reason."
This sounds a little convoluted, but Officer Henggou quickly understood it. His eyes twitched: "What does reasoning have to do with Baozi? I think it's probably because this kid is hungry, so he's cheating in the name of Jiang Xia."
Eat steamed buns."
Conan felt guilty: "..." You were half right.
He was just trying to get away with it, but at this moment, Jiang Xia reached out and said, "Give it to me, I was a little hungry just now."
Officer Henggou: "..." Just now he was staring at Jiang Xia the whole time, and Jiang Xia didn't even talk to that kid. It seemed that the kid used Jiang Xia's name to ask for steamed buns without authorization, and Jiang Xia helped him carry it off - as expected
They are a group of naive students who can actually do such boring things at the crime scene.
Jiang Xia took the bun and put it into his mouth without looking at it. Seeing this scene, the director suddenly slammed the table and said angrily: "Don't eat it randomly!"
Everyone at the table was stunned. Even Police Officer Henggou was startled by him: "He just ate a steamed bun, what did you yell?"
The director snorted coldly: "I think he thinks he has lived too long! - There was a poisoning case on this table just now, and he touched it here and there. If he got potassium cyanide on his hands, he would be fine.
What should I do if I eat it with a bun in my stomach?"
Henggou Police Department: "..." Then you yell at him, I'm not his guardian, why are you yelling at me? Besides...
Henggou Police Department cleared his throat: "The police officers from the Forensic Division have checked and found that except for the wet wipes of the deceased, there is no cyanide stained on other parts of the table. He just ate it. What can happen?"
Conan blinked his big innocent eyes: "Probably he will die."
Henggou Police Department: "?!"
Mao Lilan: "?!"
The dizzy female high school student took some time out of her busy schedule, raised her hand and slapped her. With a whoosh, the bun flew out of Jiang Xia's hand and fell to the ground.
Where it landed, a group of people quickly dispersed, looking at the innocent meat bag like it was a monster.
"..." Jiang Xia touched her numb hand, took a handful of wet wipes from Suzuki Sonoko, and wiped her fingertips nonchalantly:...Why do you believe whatever Conan says?
Next to him, the Henggou Police Department was in shock: "What's going on? How come you got poison on your hands - tell me clearly now!"
Jiang Xia: "How do you turn the round table when you usually eat?"
Henggou Police Department said blankly: "Just turn it like this." He stretched out his finger, pressed down on the table and pushed it casually.
Jiang Xia reached out and adjusted the round table, then asked him: "What about this?"
Henggou Police Department lowered his head in confusion and found that there were preserved eggs and scrambled eggs with shrimps in front of him. The two plates were very close to each other and very close to the edge of the table, so he could not hold down the tabletop to push it like before.
However, such a trivial matter would certainly not trouble smart humans. The Henggou Police Department turned to pinch the edge of the thick round table...and was suddenly startled.
He immediately let go of his hand, looked at his fingertips, and then looked at the round table in front of him: "Could it be that... the poison was stained on the bottom of the round table?! But how could the murderer be sure that the deceased would touch this place?"
Jiang Xia: "The deceased hated egg food very much. I heard that when dining here, he specifically asked his companions not to order preserved eggs and scrambled eggs with shrimps - but just now, when he suddenly found these two foods on the table, the deceased behaved more than he expected.
Even if you get a plate of worms, you still feel disgusted."
The Henggou Police Department asked several acquaintances of the deceased for confirmation: "Is this happening?"
"Ah, yes, yes," the assistant director said quickly, "Kawabata is allergic to eggs. He especially hates eggs with fishy smell. It is said that smelling them makes him want to vomit. Preserved eggs and scrambled eggs with shrimps... This should be his best choice in the world.
The last thing I want to see.”
Jiang Xia nodded: "The deceased was busy chatting with Xiaolan, and his attention was not on the round table. But once he looked at the table and saw two plates of eggs placed in front of him, he would undoubtedly immediately turn the round table and remove these two annoying things.
Food pushed away.”
The Henggou Police Department finally understood: "So the murderer specially applied poison on the bottom of the two plates of eggs, and then while everyone was busy eating, he quietly turned the eggs in front of the deceased. So the deceased could only stretch out his hand and keep dropping the eggs.
Turn away. In the process, his hands will be stained with deadly potassium cyanide over and over again.
"After the Peking duck was served, the deceased picked up the burrito, and the potassium cyanide stuck to the burrito. After eating the burrito, he became poisonous on the spot and fell to the ground dead."
Jiang Xia nodded like a pleased teacher: "So the timing of applying poison is also very important - of the whole table, only the Peking duck needs to be started directly.
"In this case, if the poison is applied too early, someone else may be exposed to the cyanide first and be accidentally injured. But if the poison is applied too late, the murderer will lose the poison and kill him after the deceased has finished eating the Peking duck.
