Chapter 242 The murder weapon disappeared from the crime scene
Surviving this year in the world of Conan is victory Chapter 242: The murder weapon disappeared from the crime scene
"My ex-wife? Why did you suddenly mention her?"
Otaki Goro said in his heart that I don't want to mention your ex-wife, but someone wants to see your reaction.
"Because our police believe that this case was committed by an acquaintance, either a neighbor or an acquaintance of the victim Matsushima Tomomi's social relationship, we want to eliminate as many people's suspicions as possible." Otaki Goro felt that his statement was a bit ridiculous.
, but still bite the bullet and continue: "I don't want to ask you whether you have contacted your ex-wife. I think you have a daughter, right? Maybe it can prove your alibi."
Yamamoto Koji's right hand clenched and unclenched, he raised his hand again, pushed up his glasses, and said with a smile:
"No, I haven't contacted them for a long time. Mr. Police Officer, if you don't have any other questions, please come back. I still have some unfinished work at hand."
Fujiwara Yu knew that he was giving an order to expel guests. He stood up to get the boiled water on the table and deliberately stepped on Hattori Heiji's feet. Heiji screamed and knocked the water out of his hand.
The water directly wet Fujiwara Yu's clothes. He frowned and looked at Hattori Heiji who was hugging his feet:
"Your sudden surprise made my clothes wet."
"???"
"Mr. Yamamoto, can you lend me the toilet? I'm a bit of a germaphobe, so I feel a little uncomfortable when my clothes get wet."
"Okay, the hair dryer is in the drawer."
"Thanks."
Hattori Heiji rubbed the instep of his feet in confusion. It turns out that Takaji-san has an old habit of mysophobia, huh? No, he clearly stepped on him on purpose just now... Did he think there were any clues in the toilet?
But what clues can there be in the toilet?
Fujiwara Yu, who had already entered the toilet at this time, directly opened the drawer and took out the hair dryer. While blowing air on his soaked clothes, he looked through the contents of the drawer.
He had just confirmed that Yamamoto Koji was the murderer of Tomomi, so he came to the toilet just to see if he could find the perfume bottle.
Facts have proved that his guess was correct. When he walked into the toilet, he smelled the scent of perfume spreading in the confined space. It was very strong and did not dissipate at all. It seemed that this guy even sprayed it when he met them.
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Fujiwara Yu took out the perfume bottle and took a photo, and also sent a text message to White in Tokyo, asking him to help him check some things faster.
White, who has no tasks to keep track of recently, is killing time on the second floor of a coffee shop in Yoneka Town. The Nagoya tourism page is displayed on his laptop. He wants to take a trip to Nagoya during his free time to taste the most delicious and authentic Sangoya.
Colorful glutinous rice dumplings.
However, before he could study the route, the cell phone he placed aside suddenly vibrated, startling him.
Looking at the notes displayed in the email, White felt inexplicably like he was caught fishing for fish at work and was caught by his boss.
[Krell: Help me investigate the reason why Yamamoto Koji and Fukuda Satomi divorced a year ago. The two people should have gone through the divorce procedures in Osaka.]
After reading the email, White did not dare to continue fishing. He immediately began to help investigate, and then took pictures of the investigation results and sent them back. Looking at the pictures that were successfully sent, he couldn't help but sigh in a low voice:
"In the age of MMS, it was so convenient."
At the same time, on the other side, Fujiwara Yuu had already left the toilet and returned to Matsushima House. Next to him, Hattori Heiji was still talking about how much he suspected Yamamoto Koji was the murderer.
"Brother Yingji, why don't you directly apply for a search warrant? There must be something in his house. If you search carefully, you will definitely find his flaws. Did you hear him calling He Ye's name just now? How could it be possible that he doesn't know He Ye?
Know her name!"
Fujiwara Yu opened the flip phone and looked at the pictures on it, and said in a perfunctory tone:
"We don't have reliable evidence yet. When we find the evidence, we can... hmm? Is that really the case? He and his ex-wife did not divorce by agreement, but by referee."
"Ah? How did you know?"
"Nothing, I think I already know his motive for killing."
Fujiwara Yuu closed his phone before Hattori Heiji came over with his head. He couldn't show the pictures to Hattori, after all, these things were obtained through illegal means.
He got up and walked to Matsushima Tomomi's bedroom, ready to check again, there must be something missing.
"Brother Yingji, do you think the murder weapon is hidden in the bedroom?"
murder weapon.
Fujiwara Yu's eyes couldn't help but light up, yes, how could he have forgotten this matter.
At first, he thought that the kitchen knife that fell next to the body was the murder weapon, but Mitsuyo Asao of Science Research Institute also said that the real cause of death was not a knife wound or suffocation.
A kitchen knife cannot cause death by suffocation, so... the victim must have been suffocated to death by something.
"He peeked at the diary, presumably to take away a suitable trophy, but after discovering that the diary did not belong to Tomomi Matsushima, he took another item in the room."
Hattori Heiji looked at Takaji Sousuke with confusion on his face and asked:
"Diary? What diary?"
Toyama Kazuha, who was still chatting with Matsushima Kahui, heard that the key word "diary" was revealed by Hattori Heiji, and immediately jumped up from the sofa, which really shocked Mrs. Matsushima next to him.
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She panicked and ran to Hattori Heiji, grabbed him by the collar and asked:
"Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping Heiji! Where did you get the diary?! Could you have peeked at it?!"
"Huh?? What are you talking about? It was Brother Takaji who got the booty in that diary!" Hattori Heiji pressed his hand on the back of Kazuha's hand, frowned and said helplessly: "Stop dragging me, I'm so stupid
The collar of my clothes will be stretched out by you!"
Hearing this, Toyama Kazuha immediately let go of her hands. She glanced at Takashi Sousuke quickly and lowered her head. The index fingers of her hands kept moving in circles. She really didn't know how to ask about the whereabouts of Mr. Takashi's diary.
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Fujiwara Yu didn't expect that he would reveal his analysis when he was thinking. He looked at Hattori Heiji and said:
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"Hattori, help me buy a cup of iced lemon tea."
"Ah? You want me to buy a drink at this time?"
"After thinking about it, I need to replenish sugar in time. If I ask you to buy it, just go." Fujiwara Yu threw his wallet directly to Hattori Heiji. After he pouted and left with dissatisfaction, he winked at Toyama and Ye, indicating that they would come together.
Inside the bedroom.
After entering the bedroom, Fujiwara Yu took out the diary hidden in his arms. He handed it back to Toyama Kazuha without saying anything else. Girls are inherently thin-skinned, and it is normal for them to feel shy.
"Well, Mr. Takaji, you probably didn't peek at the contents, right?" Toyama and Ye asked cautiously.
Fujiwara Yuu did not intend to hide the fact that he had seen the contents of the diary, and answered very honestly:
"Yuanshan, I'm sorry. I thought it belonged to the victim, so I just looked at it a little bit. But you don't have to worry, I'm not a gossip, and I won't tell others."
"Well, I believe Mr. Takaji."
"Speaking of it, Toyama, didn't you call me Brother Tingji earlier? Why did you change your name to Mr. Tingji?"
Fujiwara Yu wanted to ask before but couldn't find the right time. He looked at Toyama and Ye with curiosity, wanting to know why the names became unfamiliar after they spent more time together.
Toyama and Ye Wei blushed and were a little embarrassed. She stood on tiptoes and got as close to Takaji Sousuke's ear as possible, and explained in a low voice:
"...Because I was misunderstood by my classmate that I like you, so I wanted to change my name to stop him from thinking too much!"
"???"
"That time at the ski resort, they all thought you were very powerful, Mr. Takaji. After knowing that I was familiar with you, they asked me a lot about you. I accidentally talked too much, and they mistakenly thought I was right.
You have a crush on me." Toyama and Ye suddenly remembered something in the middle of their words, raised their heads and asked, "By the way, Mr. Takaji, they also want to ask about your criteria for choosing a mate. Can you accept someone with a relatively large age gap?"
Come on, some age gap is a crime, okay?
Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but rolled his eyes. How come these junior high school female students don't study hard and have useless things in their heads? He put his hands in his pockets and said angrily:
"Next time they ask about me, just answer one sentence."