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Chapter 316 Hattori and Hakubas Reasoning

"That's right! There's no hammer in it!"

Hattori Heiji wrapped the hammer in a handkerchief, picked it up, and made a judgment.

"It seems that the murder weapon was really just taken out of this tool box..."

Detective Baima also agreed.

The two looked at each other and made another judgment tacitly——

With such a hard hammer, both women and the elderly can sneak up on Shi Jinrunzai and commit murder when he is not prepared.

Detective Bai Ma took out a small notebook from his pocket: "The time when those three people left our sight... Yueshui who went to the bathroom was from 19:26:32 to 19:39:15."

Under the strange look in Conan and Heiji's eyes, Hakuba Tan then told the time when the other two people left the field of vision, accurate to the second.

"Mr. Tsuchio went back to his room to get cigarettes from 20:06:47 to 21:28:31, and Mr. Kotani came to this room to check on the situation from 21:30:6 to 21:38:52

Seconds... all three people are likely to be involved in the case!"

Hattori Heiji raised an objection: "That being said, Mr. Kotani almost always stays in the kitchen, so wouldn't it be possible for him to move freely behind our backs from beginning to end?"

Bai Ma Tan shook his head: "No, the kitchen windows are all sealed. If you want to go out of the kitchen, you will definitely pass by the restaurant where we are, so the only time he has a chance to act is during the visit."

Hattori Heiji stepped forward and his eyes widened immediately. He saw that the floor plan of the two-story building was drawn in Hakuba Tan's small notebook, which was quite clear and detailed.

"You guys are so quick with your hands and feet..."

Hattori Heiji sighed with admiration - sincerely.

"By the way, how come there is electricity available here?" Conan raised a new question.

This is obviously an uninhabited island, where does the power supply come from?

"It is said that there is a simple household generator in the storage room. Do you want to go and take a look? The radio seems to be there too." The white horse detective also made suggestions while answering.

As soon as they left, the three of them walked together and came to a small wooden cabin next to the villa, opened the door and walked in.

As soon as I walked in, what I saw was a pile of debris on the table next to the door. The damage was as if someone had chopped it with a knife and an axe hundreds of times to vent their anger. It could only be vaguely recognized that it was a radio when it was intact.

"Really, it's a mess. Is this place unlocked?"

"No, it should be locked with a lock. The key seems to be kept by Mr. Kotani..." The white horse detective has clearly heard the information in this regard.

His eyes wandered around the messy storage room, and he soon discovered a huge lock in the corner.

"There are signs of being pried open..."

"There are muddy shoe prints everywhere..." Heiji squatted down and observed the situation in the utility room and also made new discoveries.

"It belongs to Tsuchio-san...because he was the only one who went outside after it started to rain...right, Hakuba-nii?"

As Conan spoke, he turned back and found that the white horse detective had disappeared.

"Eh? Where is the person?"

The white horse detective seemed to have discovered something and rushed towards the villa.

Rushing to a certain room, he quickly rummaged through the toolbox next to Lavender while wearing gloves.

"No...there is really no wire in the tool box in this person's room!"

A smile already appeared on his lips.

On the other side, Conan and Heiji also returned to the villa, opened the door of the restaurant, but did not see Hakuba Tan.

"Huh? Hakuba hasn't come back yet?" Heiji opened his eyes slightly.

"No. Isn't he with you?" Jiagu Rensan shook his head.

Koshimizu Nanatsuki looked at the two of them, took two steps to come to them, crossed his hands and asked: "By the way, did you gain anything? I think you searched the storage room just now, right?"

"Well, this..." Heiji and Conan were silent.

It's a shame to say that they didn't find any useful clues.

"It's useless!" Fake director Hiroo Tsuchio was actually sitting at the dining table drinking beer and pouring cold water on the two of them drunkenly. "Although you call yourself detectives, you are still a brat with insufficient weight in your heart. You just show up.

That’s all…”

As soon as he said these words, Conan and Heji didn't show any displeasure.

It’s all appearance…

The two of them showed a surprised expression at the same time. Conan ran directly outside the restaurant, while Hattori Heiji touched his pocket and smiled confidently.

"Hmph... Then do you want to listen to my thinly veiled reasoning?"

He looked leisurely at someone in the restaurant and said, "That's right, right? The one who killed Tokijin and cleverly arranged the secret room - Mr. Kotani Renzo?"

He paused, shrugged and said, "However, if you think about it for a moment, it's actually very simple. Didn't Shijin say that it would take about an hour to decorate his own room into a secret room? This means that it would take about an hour to carry out that trick.

It takes so long..."

"So of course, it's natural to think of the case as waiting for Shijin to be ready before going to find him, killing him, and then directly picking up the ready-made secret room he just arranged to complete the secret room murder, right?"

"Therefore, it is impossible for Koshizu, who left the table to go to the bathroom immediately after what time said, and Mr. Tsuchio, who returned to his room 30 minutes later, to have committed the crime... In other words, after everyone discovered that Tokizu died in the secret room

Mr. Kotani, who went to visit him alone before - the murderer can only be you."

"Oops..."

The white horse detective who appeared at the door of the restaurant at some unknown time put on an expression of disapproval.

"How far do you have to let me down before you are willing to accept it? Unfortunately, he is not the murderer. Because that criminal is someone who can easily unlock the door with just a piece of wire."

The white horse detective looked directly at the bald fake director with sharp eyes: "That person is...Mr. Hammertail!"

"W-what are you talking about?!" Tsutsuo Hiroshi's reaction was much more intense than that of Koutani Renzo. He immediately stood up and glared at Hakuba Tan and retorted.

"You pretended to go back to the room to get cigarettes, but actually sneaked into the storage room... The lock on the door not only showed signs of being broken open, but was also left wet in the corner of the storage room."

Detective White Horse began to describe his reasoning.

"So, the one who picked the lock could only be you, Mr. Hammertail, who went out after it rained... not to mention that only the wire is missing from the toolbox in your room."

Koshizui Nanatsuki said with curiosity on his face: "Then how did he create the secret room?"


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