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70. Liquor, in reasoning

Conan looked at the shrewd Shirai Jiu, and couldn't tell whether Shirai's current condition was good or bad...

He took a deep breath, turned his head, and concentrated on looking at the corpse for clues. Conan said that he believed in Ke Xue, theology, and so on, so why not go on while he was there?

Shiraijiu shrugged his shoulders and saw that everyone was still milling around the corpse. He walked over and pulled Mouri Kogoro's trouser legs. When Mouri Kogoro said "Huh?" and lowered his head to look at her, he pointed to the exhibition hall.

The camera above.

"There is a monitor, uncle."

Conan turned his head sharply: "!!!"

That’s not what you just said!!!

"Ah! Yes! Officer! Maybe the monitor captured the murderer!" The young assistant next to the old curator also noticed this, quickly agreed, and led a group of people to the guard room.

There was a surveillance picture taken in the guard room. Among the surveillance pictures belonging to the hell exhibition hall, it was found that it was a surveillance picture that could capture the position of the deceased, and its time was adjusted to the afternoon.

The scene in the picture was motionless, only the numbers representing time were changing rapidly. Until the wealthy businessman appeared in the exhibition hall.

In an instant, everyone in the guard room concentrated their attention.

The wealthy businessman in the video slowly came to the surveillance screen, looking around as if looking for someone, and then looked at the watch on his wrist.

From this, it is inferred that the murderer should have invited him over for a meeting and then killed him.

Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but feel a little proud, "Haha... This murderer is really stupid. He didn't even know he was caught on the surveillance camera. Come out quickly, murderer, I want to see your face clearly!"

However, the picture on the monitor at the next moment shocked everyone who was watching the video closely, because - the medieval armor that was clearly standing by the wall suddenly moved! He came behind the wealthy businessman! He raised the knight's sword in his hand! He fiercely

Cut it down!

"What?!"

"This, this is impossible!"

Everyone watched the video and almost dislocated their mouths without realizing it.

The trial in the video is still going on. The armor is like a real knight, using the sword in his hand as a weapon, constantly cutting wounds on the wealthy businessman, causing blood to flow.

Finally, a sword was inserted into the throat of the wealthy businessman, ending his life.

Mouri Kogoro, the Megure Police Department, and a group of policemen behind them all closed their eyes and couldn't bear to watch anymore. Only Conan stared unblinking, with a solemn expression.

These are all clues. How can we ignore the clues out of pity for the deceased? This is disrespect for the deceased!

"What a cruel technique..." Police Department Memu couldn't help but say out loud.

"Because we are judging sinners." Bai Jingjiu's cold and childish voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention. Faced with everyone's puzzled eyes, Bai Jingjiu said directly: "Look, the way this person died was not the same as the one who died.

Is a painting called "God's Punishment" exactly the same?"

!!!

Mouri Kogoro and Conan thought of the painting at the same time. The content in the painting seemed to be exactly the same as the scene when the armor finally killed the wealthy businessman!

Conan thought more, turned to look at Shiraijiu, and once again confirmed that what Shiraijiu said before was definitely a joke to him. In fact, this person found the clue that he had not found, and then directly targeted the old curator.

Right!

If you don't want to tell him, just don't tell him. Anyway, he wants to find the prisoner through his own reasoning, but isn't it a bit too much for you to talk nonsense like Qi-gazing?

For the first time in a long time, Conan felt the feeling of being so angry that Shiraijiu was so angry that he vomited blood.

Over there, Kogoro Mouri remembered that when he was visiting the art museum before, there was a time when the passage to the Hell Exhibition Hall was blocked by a bulletin board.

There was a notice board in front of him, and he knew a wealthy businessman who could invite him over. At the same time, he also knew the art museum and exhibition hall very well. He was also very familiar with the art museum. It looked like an insider was committing the crime!

This judgment did not require any reminder from Conan. The police department, who had been a criminal police officer for many years, could also come to a conclusion and reasonably target the suspects to the internal staff of the art museum.

While the Memu Police Department was doing his own reasoning, Conan operated the console again, rewinding the video and watching it carefully.

This time, because he was operating it by himself, it was very convenient to pause and slow playback, and he quickly found the details that had been missed on the first floor.

"Hey, look, what is Boss Manaka doing?" Conan called to the Megure Police Department and Kogoro Mori to look over, while rewinding, "Look, the murderer accidentally fell in front of Boss Manaka after the first stab...

…”

"Then he seemed to have discovered something and tore off the label on the wall. Then he picked up the pen on the table and wrote something..."

"Ah?!" Mouri Kogoro and Megure Police Department were both shocked. They didn't notice this detail at all when they watched the video for the first time!

Boss Manaka in the picture quickly threw the note away after finishing writing it, while holding the note in his hand.

"Is that note still in Boss Zhenzhong's hand?"

The clues turned around, and Mouri Kogoro and others returned to the exhibition hall without stopping to check the body.

Sure enough, there was a piece of paper in the corpse's hand. After unfolding it, it was found that there were several crooked words written on it - Kubota.

"Kubota?!"

Kubota in the crowd:?!

"How could it be...it's not me——!"

"Stop pretending! Judging from the surveillance video, the murderer never touched this piece of paper! And no one touched it after the body was found! So, this is the suicide note left by Boss Manaka before he died! And what's on it is

What's written must be the name of the murderer!" Mouri Kogoro asked the "prisoner" in a particularly imposing manner.

Officer Megu also joined in: "You said it wasn't you, so tell me, where were you when the crime happened around 4:30 in the afternoon?"

Kubota said hurriedly: "Well, at that time, I was alone in the office handling the work assigned by the curator..."

"Yes," the old curator testified, "I did tell him to do something."

Conan looked stern.

What a coincidence, right?

"So, you don't have an alibi."

"Wait a minute! I, I have no reason to kill Boss Zhenzhong!"

"No! You do!" said the young assistant to the curator, "You secretly took out the art here to sell it and Boss Manaka discovered it and wanted you to claim a huge sum of money, right?"

"..." Kubota had nothing to say.

Just when Officer Megure was about to characterize the matter, Conan found another ballpoint pen and said, "Police Megure, there is a ballpoint pen here!"

"What?" Police Department Memu quickly walked over and took the ballpoint pen, and drew on the notepad he carried with him. It proved that the color and thickness were the same as those on the suicide note, and it should be the ballpoint pen used by the deceased.

.

"Wait a minute." Shiraijiu directly stopped Megure Police Department's analysis, "This pen was put away, right? In the video, the boss of Manaka threw away the pen immediately after finishing writing, so the refill of that pen should be

It can’t be that it was taken in.”

The little girl in a black dress stood there calmly like an outsider.

"Moreover, there are some scratches on the suicide note, which look like marks made with a pen without ink. You can take a look at these."


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