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Chapter 352 Speechless

"Hey, are you kidding me?"

After Satan Onizuka heard what Yuan Huaiyu said, he immediately looked over with a fierce feeling between his brows.

"Didn't you hear what I just said? I can't even leave this lounge!"

"I think Mr. Satan, you should be able to do it!"

Conan, who pushed Yuanhuaiyu out, also felt a little embarrassed and immediately spoke up to help.

"There is really no way to leave with the way you are dressed now, but if you take off your makeup and keep your face bare, and then dress up as a food delivery person, I don't think anyone will recognize you!"

Yuan Huaiyu took over his words: "That's why you asked three different restaurants to deliver takeaways, right?"

"If you only call one, and let different people witness the real delivery staff and the delivery staff you disguised as...the time and place seen by those witnesses will be different, which will arouse suspicion, but if you call three,

, even if there are some discrepancies in the testimony, it is enough for you to prevaricate."

Conan nodded: "It would be better if the food delivery people from these three companies were dressed similarly! In this way, witnesses would only remember their outfits and not pay attention to each person's appearance..."

At this point, Officer Takagi seemed to have guessed something: "So, could it be that he was dressed as a food delivery person and used the clothes from the 'Devil House' that he put in his bag..."

"That's right." Yuan Huaiyu shrugged, "He cleverly used the costumes scheduled to be used in the talk show."

Satan Onizuka looked as usual and snorted disdainfully: "Hmph, it sounds like you saw it with your own eyes!"

"I saw it..." Conan's voice sounded, "At that time, in the corridor of the TV station, there was a suspicious takeaway person who hurried away without carrying a suitcase and looking at his watch! From under the man's hat, you can see his

The root of the hair was shaved into an inverted V shape...so at that time I wondered if that person might be Mr. Satan."

"Hmph..." Satan Onizuka looked cold and stern, "Unfortunately, you have no evidence to prove that that person is me. If the person you see also has a horn-like hairstyle like mine, I would be able to accept it, but it is just a matter of shaving the roots.

You can see someone like that occasionally! Maybe he is still a fan of mine..."

He continued to use his trump card: "Moreover, even if I really leave the lounge in disguise, kill the president and then come back here, how can I put my makeup back on again?"

"There is indeed no mirror in this house..." Yuan Huaiyu looked directly into his eyes, "But you can make an object similar to a mirror. Just use a transparent board - Conan!"

"Here!" Conan glanced at Satan Onizuka, whose expression changed greatly, and ran out.

"Transparent board?" Officer Takagi knocked on the window next to him, "If you mean that he used a glass window instead of a mirror, that's impossible! You see, when you get close to the glass window, your face will be blurred into a blur.

There are so many dark shadows, not to mention that the crime happened in broad daylight instead of at night, so it’s impossible to see anyone’s face in the photo!”

"No, the murderer did not use a glass window, but placed it on the table..."

Conan reached out and picked up something on the coffee table.

"This triangle!"

"Triangular plate? But, but, how to use this triangular plate..." Memu Police Department came over.

"It's just like a glass window!" Conan reached out to the table and pulled out a piece of pure black paper from the pile of colored paper used to fold paper cranes. "If it's not night, why don't you make it black?

?Use this black colored paper!"

He held up the triangular board and black paper and showed it to the three little ones who were as curious as babies: "Things like glass windows or transparent plastic boards actually reflect the objects in front of them by reflecting light! If it were like

Just put the black colored paper close to block the light in this direction..."

"Wow! I really found it!"

Yuantai looked at the "mirror" in front of him and opened his mouth in surprise.

"The image reflected on the glass window at night will appear dim due to the backlight caused by the light in the house." As a teacher, Yuan Huaiyu took the opportunity to popularize the science.

"But the image reflected in the mirror is different from that of a real mirror. It only has a single tone, so you can't distinguish the colors, right?" Haihara Ai raised a new doubt.

"It doesn't matter if you can't distinguish the colors... Anyway, Mr. Satan only paints a fixed color on a fixed part every time... right, Teacher Yuan?" Conan looked at Yuan Huaiyu.

"Well, that's right." Yuan Huaiyu nodded.

"I see..." After the mirror was found, Megure Police Department and Officer Takagi's ideas immediately became clearer.

Officer Takagi took a deep breath and reasoned: "So the process of Mr. Satan's crime is that after waiting for the takeout to be delivered, he immediately took off his makeup and pretended to be a takeout clerk, rushed to the reception room where the president was, and killed him with a sharp knife.

The president...then comes back here again, reapplies makeup using the method just mentioned, and then just waits for the agent to call him."

"But in this case, the president's blood should be splashed on this food delivery costume. After all, the president was stabbed several times in the abdomen."

"I'm afraid he was wearing other clothes when he committed the crime. If you check carefully, you should find that the bloody clothes were left somewhere in the TV station. It is probably a blood-stained hoodie and gloves.

.”

"Okay! Mobilize all search personnel to search with all their strength!" the Mumu Police Department shouted.

"Yes!" Officer Takagi ran out immediately.

"Hmph... Even if you really find something like that, it has nothing to do with me! I didn't do it, and there is no evidence! Who would have thought that triangles and colored paper can be used to replace mirrors?"

Satan Onizuka didn't shed tears when he saw the coffin. He punched the coffee table and roared: "I'm just sitting in this lounge folding paper cranes while waiting for my agent to come!"

Still being tough...

Yuan Huaiyu sighed in his heart and looked at him calmly: "In that case, could you please Mr. Satan to fold another paper crane?"

"What?"

After saying this, Satan Onizuka was obviously stunned.

"If necessary, you can smoke and fold at the same time. I remember you said that you like to smoke while making some gadgets, right?"

Satan Onizuka's arrogance began to dissipate visibly, and he retorted hesitantly: "No, stop talking... How can I be in the mood to origami at this time?"

"Now, let me tell you, Mr. Satan, can you really fold paper cranes?"

It was at this moment that Conan struck the last blow.

Looking at the speechless Satan Onizuka, the eyes of the Police Department Megure were as sharp as knives.


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