Jiang Xia: "..." I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that this Osaka detective seemed to be slightly biased against him.
——How could he like to knock people so much? Besides, although Ray Katis had murderous intent, it was not so strong that he wanted to step on them and knock them twice on the spot.
When two high school students looked at each other silently.
Upstairs, Ray Katis finally recovered from the incident of being exposed by a first grader.
"It's you..." He suddenly remembered - this was the child who came with Jiang Xia and another famous detective.
"Kid, please don't joke around." Ray Katis leaned down and smiled reluctantly at Conan. He asked, "Did the detective brother from Tokyo tell you what you just said?"
Conan sighed and looked up at him: "Your plan is not difficult to guess - this plan of using lights to spell out the word 'K' in the hotel building should be your suggestion.
"You blackboxed the area you were responsible for, arranged the mechanism just now, and then deliberately did not turn on the lights in this room, skipping it and finishing other rooms first.
"In this way, after all the rooms are completed, Xiaolan will find that the lights here are not lit yet.
"She told you the situation, and you radioed back that you would be there immediately. Then you kicked off the lights in this room, turned around and rushed to the murder scene - so that everyone's attention would be on this
In the room, you relied on the people downstairs to make your own 'alibi'."
"..."
Ray Katis was silent for a long time, and suddenly spread his hands: "Kids, I have to admit that your conjecture is very interesting - but have you forgotten? The police just did a smoke reaction on me, and I don't have any gunpowder or anything like that on me.
thing."
Conan looked at him with disappointment: "When the police check the smoke reaction, they usually only check the collar, cuffs, trousers, etc. of the coat - they rarely check the inside of the clothes."
"Especially because there are so many guests today, the police can't conduct a detailed full-body search on you. So you just need to take off your coat when committing the murder and put them back on immediately after killing the person.
"In this way, the smoke will only stick to the inside of your top and trousers. From the time of the crime to the police checking the smoke, there will be a long period of time with many people watching. You just need to take the opportunity to go to the bathroom and change into your own clothes.
Just prepare the same clothes and pants.”
"As for the football you used to commit the crime - you just need to use this thing to deflate it, then put the deflated ball into your coat and you can take it out of the murder scene."
As he spoke, Conan took out a valve core from his arms. He looked directly at the former idol in front of him and said solemnly: "This is the physical evidence I found in the trash can after you went to the bathroom."
Ray Katis slowly clenched his fists and said unwillingly: "There are many people who have been to the bathroom, why do you think this is my thing?"
Conan lowered his hand: "In fact, in addition to these physical evidences, the deceased has already identified you - the posture of the fingers of the American reporter's right hand, with the thumb, index finger, and middle finger spread out, and the other two fingers curled up... This is actually what happens when eating sushi.
action.
"As for his left hand holding the belt, that refers to 'band'.
"In sushi restaurants, the staff are accustomed to communicating with code words, and in their usual code words, 'band' refers to the dish 'number 8' - put it here, and the dead person refers to your representative number,"
8'."
The truth was revealed bit by bit, and the truth pointed directly at the idol in front of him who had been throughout his football time. The former idol was as flustered and sophistry as other prisoners... For the first time, Conan felt that reasoning was such a painful thing.
...Now that the idol has been lost, the truth cannot be lost again.
Conan took a deep breath and finished the rest of his words in one breath: "In addition, there is a towel stained with water in this guest room - it was left when you used it to wash off the smoke from your face and hands after the crime.
Yes, that's right.
"It's really ironic. I was investigating so desperately to prove your innocence. But every clue that comes out tells me that you are the murderer this time..."
"Wait a minute, kid." Ray Katis waved his hand gloomily:
"It's too early to say that I am the murderer. The words you muttered just now are just some associations and speculations - the detective behind you is precisely because he knows that the evidence is not solid enough and is worried that if he speaks out, it will
I'm worried about legal liability, so I asked you, a child, to come forward."
"...What nonsense is this guy talking about!" Downstairs, Hattori Heiji's eyes twitched slightly as he listened to the noise, and he started rolling up his sleeves again, "Who do you think we are?!"
Jiang Xia recalled her past events such as letting Conan break into the house to rummage through the package of bugs, etc., and silently averted his eyes: "Don't worry about him, every murderer will try their best to defend themselves before being arrested. This is their right."
…
Upstairs, Ray Catis is still looking for a way out for himself:
"I did change my clothes, but you also know that I am an athlete and I sweat easily. So I usually ask my agent to carry spare clothes with me. What's the problem with this?
"As for the changed clothes, they have been washed immediately, and they should be tumbling in the hotel's washing machine now - unfortunately, there is no gunpowder smoke on my clothes, and I am not the murderer who killed the reporter."
Conan squatted down silently and picked up the football on the ground. He suddenly said: "Where are the shoes?"
Ray Katis choked: "...shoes?"
Conan: "A total of two guns were found at the scene. The pistol you used to kill should be the pistol hidden in the cabinet - the smoke from the automatic pistol will be sprayed backward when the cartridge case is ejected, but the one you used was
The smoke from a revolver, that kind of gun, will be centered on the gun and spread out in all directions."
"That is to say, unlike automatic pistols - your shoes must also be stained with gunpowder smoke when killing people."
Ray Katis froze.
After a moment, he slowly lowered his head and looked at his comfortable sneakers.
Conan hugged the football and said sadly: "Go and surrender."
Ray Katis suddenly clenched his fists: "Sorry, but I can't surrender. If I am arrested, my fans and my family will be very sad."
He suddenly laughed: "As for these shoes... I will accept your advice, wipe them carefully, and then find an excuse to fool the police - thank you, and thank you for the cautious detective behind you."
.If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have known that there was such a big flaw in my plan.”