MTL - Conan’s Corpse Picker-Chapter 1498 1498 [The stage of the men in black? 】

  Chapter 1498 1498 [The stage of the man in black? 】

  —The same toilet, the same corpse sitting on the toilet, and even the sad expressions of the people who rushed over are exactly the same, as if they had been rehearsed in advance.

  Conan: "..." Wait, rehearsal? !

  The word that flashed by inadvertently made him tense up instinctively—when it comes to "rehearsal", it is inevitable to think of drama and stage.

And if I remember correctly, when the mysterious woman in black handed him her passport, she once said that "actors who escape from the stage are worthless". Could it be that these two cases...will be the same as "that adult" in her mouth? relevant? !

  The joy of visiting Sherlock Holmes's former residence gradually faded. Conan pressed his forehead, and began to try to recall every detail on the plane, trying to find clues.

   However, nothing was found.

  Conan: "..." No matter how you look at it, this is a very normal case, no different from the usual cases. Even the introduction of the crime was four years ago, so it is difficult to be tampered with.

  In addition, going back further, in fact, not only these two cases, but also many similar scenes in other cases.

   If you have to talk about something in common, the only thing that these two cases have in common is that the deceased died on the toilet seat.

  Conan: "..." The key word can't be "toilet lid", right? The big man behind the lady in black doesn't look like such a careless person.

  ...Is it just that I think too much?

  …

Next to   , in the public toilet at the scene of the crime.

  A child's abnormality did not attract much attention from the police.

   Inspector Asa got a new clue, and he was concentrating on asking the deceased's companion: "Did you make an appointment with her to go out together today?"

  Zhuang Tang Weijia nodded, wiping some tears from the corners of his eyes: "We made an appointment to meet at that coffee shop at 1:00 noon."

   Inspector Yasa stared at her: "After we met, did you come to this public toilet with her?"

  Zhuang Tang Weijia raised his head in surprise: "Of course not! I haven't even seen her today."

   Inspector Yasa was suspicious: "Haven't seen it? But you just said that you have an appointment!"

   Seeing Zhuang Tang Weijia's tears, Mao Lilan softened her heart, realizing that Inspector Asa had misunderstood, she helped explain:

"Actually, not long after the deceased entered the store, he went out to the bathroom outside the store. After ten minutes, the lady entered the store and waited for her. She didn't leave until we finished eating. Of course, the deceased never went back. .”

  Zhuang Tang Weijia nodded again and again:

   "I waited in the store for a long time, but I couldn't wait for her. I heard that she went to the bathroom, so I asked the clerk to help me, but there was no one there.

"Because Weihong's temperament is more jumpy, she always thinks about it like a child. I thought she went shopping nearby on a whim, and I was a little angry. I kept calling her to urge her, but no one answered. I didn't expect... "

   As she spoke, she looked at the pale corpse in the compartment, and tears fell down again.

   "You haven't seen her today?" This made Inspector Yasa a little discouraged. He confirmed again and again, "You really never left the coffee shop?"

"No." Zhuang Tang Weijia cried, "If I leave too, she will be angry when she comes back. And in fact, I am also at fault—the road is too congested, and I was ten minutes late. If I could have arrived earlier, maybe I wouldn't have This kind of thing happened. So I waited for her in the store until I got your call, so I hurried over. "

  Jiang Xia listened to the news that came along the tattoo, and secretly pushed the progress: "Anyway, let's go to that coffee shop first."

Inspector Yasa nodded, checked the location of the coffee shop from the map, and quite agreed: "If what this lady said is true, then she is not suspected at all-ten minutes is not enough to get from the coffee shop Run to this park to kill, and then go back after killing."

  From the coffee shop to the public toilet in the park, it takes nearly 30 minutes to go back and forth, and 15 minutes one way.

   That is to say, when Zhuang Tang Weijia appeared in the coffee shop, the deceased had just walked to the toilet in the park. If Zhuang Tang Weijia was the real murderer, then she would not have time to return to the coffee shop to "go to the appointment" after the murder.

  …

  Inspector Yasa selected a few small police officers and planned to go to the coffee shop to check together, while the other police officers continued to stay at the crime scene to collect clues.

  When a group of people passed by the open compartment.

   Hui Yuanai turned his head and glanced at the corpse, and suddenly found something, and frowned suspiciously.

  Jiang Xia glanced sharply: "What's wrong?"

Hui Yuanai thought for a while, then raised his hand to show his tender fingers: "Wearing this kind of clothes, usually with black nails or white nails, but her nails have not been treated in any way—put them in a gothic dress. It's so unprofessional to dress up as a 'professional' for shopping."

  Mao Lilan couldn't help looking over: "Xiao Ai's observation skills are really strong." And such a young child knows more about gothic **** costumes than she does. Today's kids, hobbies are amazing...

  Conan was thoughtful, and asked Sergeant Anna who stayed at the scene: "Are there any fake nails near the scene, that is, the kind of black or white plastic sheet that can be attached to the nail cover."

  Anna was stunned, and laughed loudly: "Little brother, you know so much, you even know fake nails—could a big sister put them on for you?"

  Conan was too lazy to explain, and planned to blame him directly: "I'm listening to Jiang..."

  Boom—

  Jiang Xia knocked on Conan's head, and manually muted the elementary school student who was tarnishing other people's reputation.

   Then he turned the blame: "It is true that some people like to dress him like a doll."

  Speaking of which, if Conan is packaged and sent to Belmode, she will definitely have a good time... Thinking about it this way, forget it, after all, when she is happy, she will be less murderous.

Beside   , Anna smiled even more happily: "No wonder! He knows these things about dressing better than me."

  Conan rubbed his head: "..." Damn it, this is slander, you slander me!

  ...However, I remembered the previous flash. He always felt that this case might be very important.

  Thinking of this, Conan silently recited "Conan and Kudo Shinichi have nothing to do" several times in his heart.

  Then swallowed the humiliation and skipped the subject, and got back to business: "So did you find the fake nails?"

   Sheriff Anna shook her head and shook her notepad: "Of course not. If there was, I would have written it here."

"But the sewer hasn't been searched yet, if the fake nails really exist, they might have been washed away by the murderer." She looked at Jiang Xia and blinked, "Don't worry, if I find it, I'll contact you as soon as possible. "

   "Thank you very much." Jiang Xia touched the freshly exchanged business card in his pocket, "But speaking of it, I remember that when I first entered the store, Goth Lolita's hands were the original hands without painted nails."

  (end of this chapter)