Kuroki Jin is sitting upside down on a chair, his shirt is already half unbuttoned, and the hem is pulled up to his chest, exposing most of his back.
Five red streaks were exposed, and the two deepest ones still had traces of blood.
Haiyuan Ai took the ointment he found from the warehouse and gently applied it on him with a cotton swab. Opposite him sat a crying beautiful model.
At first, Koyamauchi Nana thought it was Kuroki Jin who wanted to harm her. She pointed at him and scolded him for ten minutes to calm down. After everyone reviewed, she discovered that her life was saved by Kuroki Jin.
But even so, Koyamauchi Nana didn't even say thank you, she just sat there crying and cursing like a victim.
Kuroki Jin has an indifferent attitude. He didn't save people for her gratitude. He just agreed to something for others and didn't want to break the contract.
"Hey, did you just see..." The little detective climbed up on the chair and leaned against Kuroki Ren's ear.
"It was too dark, so I couldn't see the face clearly." Kuroki Jin told the truth, he really couldn't see who it was, "but when I rushed over, I blocked an oncoming glass. It was Miss Koyamauchi.
It came from the front, so the prisoner was among the people who were going out at that time."
Koyamauchi Nana's position at that time was right in front of the door leading to the corridor. By simulating the position, it can be concluded that the murderer ran into the hall from outside to attack.
"I went to check the electric switch in the utility room. The reason for the power outage was that someone broke the electric switch." Mouri Kogoro added.
"Since there is no such thing as a delay device, it is obvious that this person just cut off the power and ran back to do it."
"The distance from the utility room to here is not far. It only takes an adult ten seconds to run there. Even if he misses and runs away again, it is still very fast."
Megure couldn't help but look at Jin Kuroki, the only one who had contact with the murderer, and asked with hope: "Does Mr. Kuroki really have no clues?"
Kuroki Ren shook his head, "I really didn't see anything, but based on his body shape, he seems to be slightly taller than me."
Kuroki Jin is 178cm tall. Among the people present, except for Moori Kogoro and Officer Shiratori, the only ones taller than him are Sawaki Toei and Shido Nagaaki.
Of course, there is also Murakami.
Kuroki Jin’s original intention was to make everyone present suspect the real murderer, but he forgot that the police’s first target of suspicion was Murakami’s father-in-law. After listening to his description, he became even more convinced that Murakami’s father-in-law was hiding somewhere and waiting for an opportunity.<
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Unable to carry him, Kuroki rolled his eyes decisively and stopped talking.
"But Officer Shiratori and I searched all over here and found no place where anyone could hide."
Mouri Kogoro thought deeply, and Shiratori nodded and took over: "And the door is locked, and the people inside can't escape."
"Perhaps Murakami's father-in-law ran away first and then locked him up?" Megure made a reasonable guess.
"Memu Police Department, found the playing card of the Seven of Spades on the ground." Conan picked up the playing card with a handkerchief and trotted over to hand it over.
"Be careful!" Moori Kogoro grabbed the playing cards and looked at them carefully.
Conan curled his lips, carefully nuzzled up to Kuroki Ren, leaned into his ear and asked, "Do you also know who the prisoner is?"
He spoke with certainty, as if he was not afraid of Kuroki Jin's disapproval.
"How is that possible?" Kuroki Ren replied tepidly, "I don't have the ability to see the prisoner's face in the complete darkness."
Conan smiled softly, adjusted his glasses, and asked slightly surprised: "Oh? It turns out that Mr. Kuroki doesn't think the prisoner is Murakami."
Kuroki Ren paused, his eyes flashed, and he calmly lowered his head and glanced at the kid.
Got tricked.
He simply stopped answering, stood up, said hello to Memu and went to the bathroom, then walked straight out of the room.
Inside the house, Memu suggested that everyone stay here and wait for rescue. As long as time is up, the police will send out a helicopter to support, and everyone will be able to get out from here.
Nana Koyamauchi managed to regain her energy. She knew that her crisis was over. From the beginning of this case until now, no one has suffered two attacks.
So she returned to her true nature and began to ridicule Shido Nagaaki.
"It's your turn next, Mr. Yongming."
Shido Nagaaki was playing with his camera without saying anything. He looked a little nervous. He looked around and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
"I'll go with you." Shiratiao stood up and said, "After all, Mr. Yongming is the next target. If you are alone, you will probably be attacked."
Shido Nagaaki did not refuse. As he walked, he wanted to hang his precious camera around his neck. This may have distracted him. If he didn't pay attention, he stumbled on something, and he was about to face him when his center of gravity was unstable.
Fall.
"Be careful!" The white bird, which was still far away, only had time to remind you.
Shido Nagaaki subconsciously raised his hand to raise his camera to prevent it from falling to the ground and damaging it. But what made his pupils shrink was that he saw light reflected on the ground in front of him.
It's a broken glass.
At the critical moment, Shishido Nagaaki abandoned his precious camera and hit the ground with his elbows, making a loud sound.
The broken glass was right under Shishido Nagaaki's throat. He turned over to avoid it and lay on the ground gasping loudly.
He almost got pierced in the throat by this fragment.
At this time, only two or three seconds had passed, and everything had settled before Shiratiao's words had finished.
"Are you okay, Mr. Nagaaki?" Megure and Maori ran over first, one of them helped up Shido Nagaaki, and the other looked him up and down to see if he was injured.
"It's okay...it's okay." Shido Nagaaki waved his hand, "I just tripped accidentally."
"I'm afraid it wasn't accidental." A child's voice came from behind.
When everyone turned around, they saw Conan holding a playing card in his hand and spreading it out for everyone to see.
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"Six of spades?!"
The number on the card is exactly the number 6, the representative card of Shishido Nagaaki. I don’t know when it was placed under the table, with a casino chip pressed on it.
"This, is this a fall deliberately planned by Murakami?!" Nana Koyamauchi screamed, "How is this possible!"
Yes, the fall was an accident. It was completely different from the methods used in other cases. It was an uncontrollable event. How could the prisoner be so sure that Shishido would fall and even fall on the glass?
Not to mention Koyamauchi Nana's confusion, even Conan looked in one direction in confusion, then quickly looked away and looked down at the ground.
"Did the criminal throw this glass from the door when he assassinated Miss Nana in the dark?" Maori also squatted down to check the glass.
"Could it be that Murakami planned the distance and deliberately threw it here? In order to trip Mr. Nagamei next?"
Conan subconsciously retorted: "Not to mention whether Mr. Murakami could throw it exactly at this position, even if he could control the glass to hit the position perfectly, he would not have thought that Mr. Kuroki would come out to block it in the middle, and he would not count it.
I wonder where Mr. Yongming will stand to step on the glass."
"This is not something a person can calculate in the process of killing another person, but it is not an accident either."
Conan looked around, and it was clear that he was a child, but everyone was afraid to look directly into his eyes.
"I think the person who was able to cause this disguised accident must have been here just now. He looked at where Mr. Yongming was sitting and deliberately kicked the glass here!"
The hall was silent, and when Conan realized that he had said a lot of things he shouldn't have said, it was already too late. Just when he was about to smile and go back, there was severe pain in the top of his head, and then he heard a thud.