Chapter 442 Do you want to see what color it is now?
After leaving Asakura Shinji's house, Yamamura Soo ran all the way to the nearest convenience store.
Although November is already autumn, the temperature today is still high. If you want to use popsicles to create a delay device, the popsicles cannot be left in the freezer for too long. The murderer is not sure whether there are popsicles in the victim's home.
, will definitely choose to bring his own popsicles, so he will definitely buy them around the eucalyptus discovery site.
When Yamamura Cao ran into the convenience store, he almost ran into the automatic sensor door. He anxiously stood in place. Unfortunately, the sensor door was indeed a bit old. After slowly opening it, he walked straight to the checkout counter and wiped away the pain caused by running.
Sweating, he asked aloud:
"Hello, I am a detective from Gunma Prefecture. Do you sell Toyo Foods brand popsicles in your store?"
"Yes, every flavor is in stock."
"Then do you remember that someone came to buy popsicles today?"
The cashier shook his head, pointed to the shopping receipts piled next to him, and said:
"I can't remember it. You can check if there is any shopping receipt that the customer doesn't want."
"Okay, I'd like to trouble you to call up the surveillance in the store."
"no problem."
Yamamura carefully checked the shopping receipt, and finally found the Oriental Foods brand Popsicle soda popsicle on the shopping receipt at 10:27 in the morning. He only purchased one popsicle and did not buy any other items.
That’s it!
After the cashier helped pull out the surveillance video, Yamamura Soo noticed a tall man wearing a white jacket. He deliberately lowered the brim of his baseball cap so that he couldn't see his face clearly, and he stretched his hand toward
The freezer's hand was still wearing gloves, so we could only tell that his dominant hand was his left hand.
Left-handed, male in white jacket, about 1.75 meters tall.
Yamamura Sou compiled this information and found that he couldn't match the three suspects at all. Could it be that his and Senior Takashi's inferences were wrong and the murderer was not among the three?
He took out his mobile phone and turned on the video recording function. After recording the surveillance video, he didn't forget to take the shopping receipt with him.
Yamamura Sou, who returned to Asakura House, did not look as excited as when he left. He walked dejectedly to Takaji Sousuke and sighed:
"Senior Takaji, our inference seems to be wrong. The person who bought the popsicles is completely different from the three suspects."
"Yeah?"
Fujiwara Yuu reached out and took the phone. He looked carefully at the surveillance video shot by Yamamura. After noticing that the murderer took the popsicle with his left hand, he did not rush to make a conclusion. When he saw the next scene of paying, he frowned.
He couldn't help but provoke it, it was exactly what he thought.
He handed the phone to Yamamura Cao, and did not rush to tell the answer, but asked:
"Shancun, have you watched the surveillance video carefully?"
"Huh? Senior, I have watched it three times."
"No matter how good the test scores are, candidates must develop the habit of carefully reading the papers and checking afterward. Read them again from beginning to end."
Yamamura Cao nodded. After watching the video again, he realized that he had made a big mistake. That is, when he saw the murderer stretching out his left hand to pick up the popsicle, he directly thought that the murderer was left-handed, so that
I ignored that after he paid, the hand that took the change and put it into his pocket was his right hand.
The murderer wanted to hide the fact that he was right-handed. He stretched out his left hand to confuse the audience. Unfortunately, he still made a mistake when taking the change, which exposed his right-handed nature.
Fujiwara Yu's eyes fell on one of the people sitting on the sofa, and he said with a slight smile:
"Not only that, we can determine who the murderer is just by relying on this video. He is also considered to be clever but mistaken for cleverness."
"Hey? Senior, you already know who the murderer is?" Yamamura Cao said in surprise.
Fujiwara Yu nodded, walked towards the three of them, and asked a question that confused everyone present:
"When I bought something at the convenience store just now, who paid for it?"
"I paid for it." Nishimura Moiwa subconsciously raised his hand, and he continued to explain: "Because we agreed to sing karaoke after the party, Kazama-san will bear the cost of karaoke, and Shibata-san will bear the cost of karaoke.
Bear the cost of purchasing drinks and snacks during the period.”
"In other words, Shibata didn't pay, right?"
Shibata Tatsuaki did not expect that the topic would suddenly turn to him. He reached out and touched the tip of his nose, nodded and said:
"I did not pay, what's the problem?"
"Then can you explain why there is no fingerprint on the 860 yen placed in your right pocket?"
Shibata Tatsuaki couldn't help being startled when he heard this. He stretched out his hand to take out the coins in his pocket, but Fujiwara Yuu clamped his wrist. He frowned and said loudly:
"Let go, is this how you policemen handle things? What right do you have to hold my hand!"
"Shancun, come and take out the coins."
"yes!"
Yamamura So put his gloved hand into Shibata Tatsuaki's pants pocket, and after taking out a few coins, he found that it was 860 yen, no more, no less.
He was a little surprised, not because the amount of money was correct, but because he felt that the senior he admired also liked Oriental popsicles, otherwise how could he accurately know the unit price of popsicles in convenience stores.
Fujiwara Yu looked calmly at the panicked Shibata Tatsuaki with a harmless smile on his face:
"Mr. Shibata, there shouldn't be your fingerprints on this coin, right? After all, you wore gloves when you went to buy popsicles for making gum."
"Oh, Officer Takaji, I don't understand what you are talking about. It just happens that there are a few coins without my fingerprints. How can you frame me as the murderer? You know, I received a call from Mr. Asakura.
, This proves that the teacher was not dead when he called, so how could I complete this series of operations under your noses!" Tatsuaki Shibata retorted, pretending to be smart.
You are still pretending to be stupid, you are really evil.
Fujiwara Yu picked up the air conditioner remote control panel contained in the evidence bag and told the murderer's crime process:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "After the murder, the murderer used the popsicle to make a delay device. He only needed to put the popsicle in this position on the bookcase and place a heavy object on it until the popsicle melted.
If something falls, the air conditioner remote control panel placed below will be pressed, and the cooling air conditioner will automatically turn off. The temperature outside is quite high today. If he wants to slow down the melting speed of the popsicles and delay the time of death, the murderer will naturally turn off the refrigeration system.
When the air conditioner is turned on, in order not to be noticed by others, it is specially set up with such a delay device. Am I right? Mr. Shibata."
"You ask me how I know? I'm not a murderer!"
"Then why are you wearing the killer's clothes?"
Hearing Takashi Sousuke's words, Yamamura Soo cooperated very well in adjusting the surveillance video of the convenience store. He raised his hand and put it in front of Shibata Tatsuaki, and scolded in a cold voice:
"Tell me! Why are you wearing the murderer's clothes!"
"I said, Mr. Police Officer, are you blind? The man in the picture is clearly wearing a white jacket, but mine is black!" Tatsuaki Shibata crossed his arms over his chest and raised his chin with a proud look, but he quickly
He couldn't laugh anymore.
Because Fujiwara Yuu directly grabbed him by the collar and tried to take off his jacket. Tatsuaki Shibata, who was worried that the matter would be exposed, naturally covered his clothes tightly and started making a fuss.
But no matter how hard Tatsuaki Shibata tried, he could not resist Sosuke Takaji's strength, and eventually his jacket was taken off.
Fujiwara Yu turned the jacket over directly. He had seen too many jackets that could be worn on both sides, so he had observed the clothes of the murderer after he identified the murderer. He calmly raised the jacket that had turned white in his hand, and patiently
He asked calmly:
"Black? Do you want to explain what color it is now?"