MTL - Conan’s Corpse Picker-Chapter 1484 1484【Gin is good after every knock】

  Chapter 1484 Chapter 1484 [Gin is good after knocking it]

  Jiang Xia: "?"

   After Conan finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to run to collect materials.

   But when he turned around, he suddenly saw another person behind him——Hui Yuanai standing quietly behind him, with gloomy eyes, and he didn't know how long he had been here.

   Judging from the distance of where she was standing, she probably heard part of the conversation just now.

   "!" Thinking of the inner shell of Hui Yuan Ai, a primary school student, who is actually a woman who is close to adulthood, and thinking about the topic I just talked about with Jiang Xia...

   Conan suddenly became embarrassed, and pretended to be calm: "Well, you misunderstood, we are just having a little scientific discussion..."

   Huiyuan's sad eyes swished like he wanted to eat people: "Pervert!"

  Forget about being perverted, she actually wanted to bring Jiang Xia to a strange realm, it was really frenzied... The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, she couldn't help but punched Conan on the head.

  Jiang Xia stared blankly: "..." Uncle Mao Li knocked on Conan's head, it's fine if he didn't have time to stop it, why can't he see the speed clearly when a weak girl like Hui Yuanai knocks on Conan's head?

   After thinking about it, Jiang Xia suddenly reached out and punched Conan on the head.

  Conan: "???"

  Jiang Xia looked at his hand thoughtfully: it feels really good, and the knocking process is extremely smooth, no wonder everyone loves to knock his head.

Speaking of which, Gin also hit Kudo Shinichi on the head once—could it be that when he hit it with a stick, Gin felt refreshed, so he didn't shoot Kudo Shinichi to death, or strangled him to death, but Choose a more elegant poisoning?

  Conan silently rubbed his battered head.

Beside   , Hui Yuanai noticed something wrong with Jiang Xia's expression, she looked over keenly: "What's wrong?"

  Jiang Xia came back to his senses, shook out the strange conjecture, and talked about the business: "It's nothing, in fact, Conan was right just now, we are discussing the location where the prisoner hides the murder weapon."

"Discussing the location of the murder weapon, why..." Hui Yuan Ai said halfway through, and suddenly understood, "The murder weapon is a needle like an ice pick, or a piece of sharpened steel wire... In other words, you think the murder weapon is actually that A steel wire in the shape of underwear, and now, it has been stuffed back into the underwear by the murderer, so it is hard to find?!"

  Jiang Xia nodded.

   "I see." Hui Yuanai marveled at the prisoner's brain for a while.

After a while, she came back to her senses, lowered her voice, her face was reddish, but her voice was still cold and clear, as if she was discussing a serious academic issue: "If this is the case, you don't need to ask others - there is indeed such a steel wire Inside. This method can do it."

  …

  The three of them were discussing serious topics like thieves.

beside.

   Inspector Yasa was busy fighting, his head was getting big.

   After finally separating the two male suspects temporarily, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

   At this time, he looked to the side, and suddenly found that the detective was playing with the child when he was so busy.

   "?" Inspector Yasa thought it was impossible, he wanted to pull Jiang Xia into the center of the whirlpool of the case, "Detective! What do you think?"

   "Huh?" Jiang Xia turned his head and glanced at him—before he thought that the British policeman was not very friendly, and he looked aloof and didn't want him to participate in the case. Unexpectedly, in less than half an hour, Inspector Asa also turned into the shape of the Megure Police Department.

  Jiang Xia carefully observed the two male suspects, and found that after such a period of time, they seemed to have calmed down, and did not continue to show murderous intent.

  So he got up and approached, intending to get off work, and took the ghost and murderous spirit that should be taken by the way: "As for the murderer, we have already discussed the result."

  Inspector Asaph: "Discuss?"...Whom to discuss with, with those two first-year brats? This little detective is not entertaining him.

  Lu Nuuma Sheng is full of expectations for Jiang Xia.

   At any rate, there is a feeling of exchanging business cards, and Jiang Xia has always achieved a lot of victories and solved cases quickly, so he immediately came over: "Tell them, the murderer is not me!"

   "It's not you." Jiang Xia nodded, looking at the British passenger, "During that time, Mr. Lunuma was indeed sleeping on the seat."

  The expression of the British passenger changed slightly.

  Inspector Yasa also felt a little bit in his heart: "So the person who lied is actually Mr. Edward?"

  He said it very euphemistically. Because in this case, the person who deliberately lied is likely to be the murderer—that is to say, Jiang Xia seems to think that the murderer is Edward.

  Jiang Xia rubbed his chin, gathered his detective power, and tried to be a riddler who was easy to hate: "Mr. Edward did tell some lies."

   A bunch of eyes immediately fell on the British passenger.

   "..."

  A bead of sweat slowly appeared on Edward's forehead.

  He was silent for a long time, and seemed to realize that if he continued to hide it, he might be regarded as a murderer, so he said in a deep voice:

   "I went to Tokyo this time, not to participate in the auction, but to buy the film of the deceased.

   "But I didn't kill anyone, when I went into the bathroom, he was already dead!

"Although we made an appointment to conduct a transaction, I actually don't trust the character of the deceased. If he took pictures of the scene at the time of the transaction, and then treated it as news and sold it together with the handle he took before, that piece Things are more certain.

   "Compared to other places, it is difficult to hide the camera in the toilet on the plane.

  "So when I accidentally discovered that the deceased had gone to the bathroom, I thought it was a good time to make a deal, so I took the time to follow him to see the situation.

   "Who knows that when I got to the bathroom, no matter how hard I knocked on the door, no one responded.

  “I tried to find a way to open the door, pushed the door and went in, and saw the photographer sitting on the closed toilet seat, dead.”

Conan thought of the dead man's weirdly wet pocket: "So you go into the bathroom and search for the film from him. And when you reach into his left pocket, you suddenly realize that the perfume you sprayed on your wrist is therefore stained. to the dead.

   "In order to prevent suspicion, you hastily wiped the deceased's inner pocket with a wet handkerchief... No wonder the deceased's hands and sleeves were dry, but the pocket was wet."

  Edward glanced at him, then nodded shamelessly, muttering in his heart that the detective taught children such things indiscriminately.

  At the same time, he speeded up his speech, wanting to end this topic gracefully as soon as possible: "While checking the situation in the toilet, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside, and that person called the name of the deceased while knocking, it seemed to be his companion.

"I was afraid that she would come in, so I pretended to be calm and knocked back. Fortunately, that person was very fooled, and really thought it was the deceased responding inside, and left quickly. After that, I also returned to my seat immediately. "

  (end of this chapter)