"Of course, I asked my agent to bring my carry-on luggage for me...because it would look too out of place if I was wearing this outfit and carrying a bag..."
Satan Onizuka chuckled.
Takagi couldn't help complaining: "Speaking of which, it would be a shame to drive here with that heavy makeup on your face and that outfit..."
It's too eye-catching, and the society must be dead...
"Don't worry, my car windows are fogged glass, but I often smoke in the car, so the car is covered with cigarette oil stains - this can be regarded as another effect of fogged glass, right?"
Satan Onizuka explained.
"Then do you also smoke while doing origami?"
The sudden sound startled him.
Satan Onizuka saw the bespectacled kid who was very active at the scene looking at him, and replied with an unsightly expression: "Yes, when I make some gadgets, I will want to smoke...can't you?"
He stared down at Edogawa Conan.
"No...I'm just curious..." Conan laughed.
Seeing that Satan Onizuka no longer paid attention to him, he subconsciously walked to Yuan Huaiyu and Haibara Ai while thinking deeply.
"That man is lying."
He said in a voice that could only be heard by the three of them.
"He was indeed the murderer... I'm afraid he took off his makeup first and then killed the president, and then put it back on again in some way!"
"Oh? Did you find anything?" Haibara Ai looked at him. She knew that Kudo Shinichi would never make a mistake. He must have found some flaw in this Satan Onizuka to make such an assertion.
"It's those paper cranes, right?" Yuan Huaiyu's voice sounded at the right time.
"Teacher Yuan, you have indeed noticed... To make the folded paper crane expand, you must blow into the small hole at the bottom. If the person's mouth has touched there, it will definitely be stained.
Purple lipstick!" Conan raised his eyebrows.
"But there are none on those paper cranes. So either he didn't put on lipstick when he was folding the paper, or he didn't fold these paper cranes at all." Haihara Ai naturally followed the two of them and reasoned.
Go down.
"The former contradicts his testimony, so there is a high probability that he did not fold these paper cranes here today, but after folding them in advance, he put them in his bag and brought them to the table."
Conan frowned again.
"The problem is how does he get the mirror he needs to apply makeup, and how does he make it disappear? Although there are several toilets on the way from this lounge to the reception room, it is extremely dangerous if he uses the mirror there to apply makeup.
You might get caught by someone else!"
The more he talked, the more headache he got: "Even if you can put on makeup without anyone noticing, if you stare at the heavily made-up face passing by this crowded corridor when you return to the lounge, it will definitely leave a deep impression on you.
The impression...if he covered his face with something, it would be more eye-catching——In this case, it can be inferred that it will be more natural if he puts on makeup again in this lounge..."
"Furthermore, those paper cranes made of colored paper... If you want to use the reason that 'it is impossible to commit the crime because you are folding paper cranes' as an alibi, folding only five is a bit too little... and that
This kind of alibi can be easily exposed... What is the significance of those paper cranes?"
He looked at Yuan Huaiyu: "Teacher Yuan, do you have any clues?"
Yuan Huaiyu smiled: "Since you have almost concluded that Satan Onizuka put on makeup in this room, isn't the mystery to be solved now very clear? How to use the limited tools in the room to create a mirror
Woolen cloth?"
"That's what I'm talking about...how to use the tools in the room to make a mirror..."
Conan's wandering eyes wandered around the room, examining every detail, and at the same time recalling the abnormal behavior of Satan Onizuka in his mind...
His eyes stopped on the window, and a flash of lightning seemed to flash across his mind.
At this time, the sky outside had darkened, and the window vaguely reflected the figures in the room, like a mirror that was not very clear.
"I see!"
He took a deep breath and realized that he had completely seen through the devil's trick, Satan Onizuka.
"I said, Mr. Police, isn't the answer already obvious? I just said that if I go to the reception room two floors up where the president was killed, I have to take off the heavy makeup on my face first.
, and then after the murder is over, come back here and put on makeup again..."
Satan Onizuka, who had been being questioned non-stop by the police, was now quite agitated. He wanted to use a concluding statement to completely escape the police's sight.
"Otherwise, if I look like this wandering around on the TV station, it will probably leave a deep impression on people, right? But look! There are no mirrors in this lounge, and of course nothing was found in my luggage or on my body.
!”
"The only mirror I had was just bought for me by my agent. When I got it, it was indeed an hour after the incident as the police speculated! At that time, I had already put makeup on my face.
!Right, agent?”
"My makeup cannot be put on without a mirror. You should understand this, right? In this way, it can be proved that I entered the TV station with this heavy makeup on my face, and I have maintained this look so far.
Looks like this!"
"So, Mr. Police, please let me be alone for a while to mourn the death of the president! Since I call myself a devil, it's not convenient for me to cry in front of others..."
"The problem is..." The Memu Police Department was shaken by his words and looked at him hesitantly.
"Otherwise, at least let me take off my makeup! It only takes three minutes! After taking off this heavy makeup, even if someone sees me crying, they won't be able to recognize me as Satan Onizuka, the lead singer of Santu no III
of!"
When Satan Onizuka Tuqiong saw him, Conan and Yuan Huaiyu on the other side were also making eye contact.
Conan winked at Yuan Huaiyu - Teacher Yuan, please expose him quickly!
Yuan Huaiyu shook his head slightly, looked at him with a frown, and raised his chin towards him - why me? You go up on your own!
Conan immediately shook his head like a rattle - No, so many people are watching, aren't you here?
Yuan Huaiyu let out a long sigh. As expected, Conan couldn't be expected to use Dr. A Li's voice to solve the case as expected. It was really a headache.
If he could, he was completely unwilling to do so, because from his standpoint, Satan Onizuka's motive for killing the president was very sympathetic to him.
"well……"
He raised his head helplessly and said in a voice that everyone present could hear: "Mr. Satan, it's better not to be in a hurry to remove your makeup... After all, there are still things that can be used as evidence."