Chapter 613: Why didn’t the bastard goddess explain in advance?
The fear of non-human vampires prevented everyone from sleeping well, so everyone gathered in the living room and remained silent.
Mao Lilan, who has always been afraid of monsters and ghosts, would put her hands on the wound on her neck from time to time. She was already at an age where her imagination was wide open, and she really couldn't control her fantasies.
After being attacked by a vampire, will he really become a vampire?
She lowered her head worriedly, very afraid that she would turn into a blood-sucking monster hungry for blood.
Fujiwara Yu lowered his head and thought about the people who had alibis at that time. Before starting the drinking party, all of them, except Sentaro Ryuyama, had time to go out and commit the crime.
But after the drinking party started, the only one who had time to commit the crime was Sentaro Ryuyama. He did not participate in the second half, but chose to go back to his room alone to write the novel, which is why he was the last to arrive at the bathhouse.
Is there no way to eliminate anyone's suspicion?
If we can't narrow down the scope, we just have to start with the murderer's motive.
Fujiwara Yuu was just about to ask Ergami Ikuo something, but Minato Aoko suddenly took out a notepad, looked at him with a professional expression, and asked:
"Officer Eagle, do you know whether the blood is drained after death? Or is it drained while the person is still alive?"
"Huh?" Fujiwara Yu didn't expect her to ask this question. Remembering that she had said she was very interested in reasoning before, he glanced at Conan and said slightly: "The strangulation marks on the victim's neck are enough to prove that she was tortured."
If she was strangled to death, she wouldn't be able to leave such deep marks when she was alive, so her blood was drained after her death."
Minato Aoko showed an expression of sudden realization and murmured:
"Then it's not done by vampires, because vampires only suck the blood of living people, so this is a murder case, and the murderer should be someone in Ruins Villa, right?"
"Well, that's true."
Edogawa Conan looked surprised. He really didn't expect that this mystery enthusiast really had two brushes. He took advantage of this opportunity, held a glass of juice and handed it to Mao Lilan, and said in a milky voice:
"Sister Xiaolan, did you hear it too? It wasn't a vampire who committed the crime, it was the murderer who pretended to be a vampire."
"Well, thank you Conan, I'm fine now."
Fujiwara Yu saw that Mao Lilan's mood had stabilized, and he wanted to take this opportunity to ask questions. After all, she was an eyewitness who witnessed the entire murder of Umitani Asaka.
In fact, he was also a little curious as to why the murderer didn't kill Mao Lilan.
Because he knew the character of Yamada Kiki and the Saijo brothers, they would not choose to leave alive. Therefore, the murderer did not kill Mao Lilan because he needed her to do something.
Wanting to understand the murderer’s purpose, Fujiwara Yu asked:
"Miss Maori, do you still remember where you were attacked by the murderer? There is also a specific time."
"Well...it's in the changing room of the bathhouse. After dinner, it's around 20 o'clock. I went straight back to the room to get my clothes, so it shouldn't take more than 10 minutes to get to the bathhouse."
So the time of attack was around 20:10.
Fujiwara Yu frowned slightly. There seemed to be quite a few people with alibis during that time, but it seemed a bit too far-fetched to exclude them in this way.
He thought for a while and asked again:
"Then do you still remember the scene when Ms. Haitani was murdered?"
Although it is a cruel thing for Mao Lilan to recall bad memories, only by getting more clues can the murderer be prevented from continuing to commit horrific incidents.
Mao Lilan lowered his head, clasped his hands tightly, and whispered:
"After I was attacked by the murderer, I woke up again at the distribution site on the second floor. I remember clearly that the curtains were closed, there was a bedspread on the bed, and the floor lamp was turned on. The lights in the room were very dim, but
I still saw the murderer strangled Ms. Haitani to death..."
"Sister Xiaolan, are you sure the room you are in is Ms. Haigu's room?"
"Well, I'm sure, because that room has only one window and the items in the room are all arranged the same." Mao Lilan nodded and confirmed.
Edogawa Conan's face became solemn. He raised his head and exchanged glances with Takaji Sousuke. It is certain that he also thought of the most difficult point when the murderer committed the murder, that is - how to move Xiaolan from the first floor to the second floor.
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Fujiwara Yu glanced at the stairs leading to the second floor, looked at Hiragawa Tooru and asked:
"Mr. Hiragawa, can I ask how many stairs there are in this villa?"
"Stairs?" Toru Hiragawa pointed to the spiral staircase in the center of the lounge and said, "There is only one like this. It depends on this to connect the first floor to the second floor."
"Then how did the murderer move under our noses?" Edogawa Conan asked.
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone present realized the impossibility of it.
You must know that during the time of the crime, there were always people in the lounge. It is impossible for the murderer to lead the unconscious Mao Lilan from the lounge stairs to the second floor in an open and honest manner.
There is no such thing as an invisibility cloak in this world.
"Ah! I know!" Minato Aoko suddenly exclaimed excitedly and expressed her reasoning: "If you use a freight elevator, you can complete this series of operations. The reservation is that you have to write a manuscript and then go up to the second floor.
Teacher Liushan, all you have to do is wait for the elevator to reach the second floor and then drag Xiaolan out of it!"
Ryuyama Sentaro did not expect that he would become the object of suspicion. He quickly waved his hand and said:
"No! I didn't! I have no reason to kill Ms. Haigu or hurt Ms. Xiaolan!"
"But the crime scene is very close to the elevator, so we can get there quickly, and you are the only one who has plenty of time to be away." Minato Aoko quietly took two steps back and looked at Sentaro Ryuyama with a wary look.
"Please, I really didn't kill anyone." Sentaro Ryuyama looked aggrieved. He was really creating a good work. How could he go and kill someone for nothing? He was not that courageous.
Edogawa Conan looked at Hiragawa Tooru thoughtfully and asked:
"Boss, can I ask you a question?"
"Okay, kid."
"What is the maximum weight of that freight elevator?"
"It's 45 kilograms. If you add any more, it won't work."
Edogawa Conan thought of Xiaolan's weight, looked at Minato Aoko with a smile and said:
"Sister Qingzi, if the freight elevator weighs only 45 kilograms, your reasoning will not be valid. Because sister Xiaolan weighs about 45 kilograms, but she had just eaten dinner before she was attacked, and her weight was absolutely
It will rise, and there is no way to make the freight elevator operate."
Fujiwara Yu didn't expect this kid to drift off again, so he had to cough hard twice.
Edogawa Conan reacted quickly when he heard the cough. He looked at Sosuke Takaji with a smile and said:
"Brother Tingji, you are so awesome. I really have the same idea as you before. I didn't expect you to have guessed that the freight elevator cannot complete this series of operations!"
"...Okay, stop boasting, I don't understand what the murderer did." Fujiwara Yu rolled his eyes, with a hint of disgust in his tone.
Seeing that no problem could be found in the investigation, Fujiwara Yu had no choice but to ask everyone to go back to their rooms to rest and not leave their rooms tonight. Even if he, as a policeman, knocked on the door, no one would be allowed to open the door.
He returned to his room with many things in his hands.
There is a ballpoint pen left by Moritaro Ryuyama in the lounge, a handkerchief used by Junko Nekoma, and a square scarf belonging to Tooru Hiragawa.
He took away items that everyone had used, in order to use them as a medium to eavesdrop on whether they had slept well through contact.
What Fujiwara Yu didn't expect was that he would fall into a coma if he continued to use the power of wind.
The second before he fainted, he couldn't help cursing in his heart: Bastard goddess, why didn't you tell yourself this in advance!