Chapter 923 Conan: Him? Sherlock Holmes? Real or fake?
"The tape is actually a bit unnecessary. According to normal production standards, as long as the air tightness of the vehicle is normal, it is enough to meet the conditions if you want to burn charcoal and close the door. Putting so much tape... is a bit superfluous."< br>
“Needless to say, it was so tactful and sensible, but it was done deliberately, trying to create the illusion of suicide. "
"Ah, it's the so-called 'secret room murder' again, right? I don't know if it's because detective novels are so popular, but I always feel like the prisoners here are interested in creating this kind of 'impossible crime'. Is there any obsession..."
"No way, there are indeed a lot of detective enthusiasts in Tokyo..."
With his hands tied and locked in the vehicle, the dejected Sanjiang listened to the two detectives outside commenting on his car. He raised his head and made a reluctant protest.
"If, if you weren't so kind, you suddenly held me down, I think I..."
"It's useless." Standing outside the car, looking at the two of them Conan turned around and glanced at the unconvinced prisoner, "There may be some cases in the world that cannot be solved due to limited conditions. But uncle, you killed someone because of a quarrel with your girlfriend. It was not a well-planned crime. You don’t think that you can hide it from experienced detectives with your improvised tactics? "
What he said was true and did not contain any sarcasm. He was really confused.
Murder, not even for a deeper reason, a carefully planned murder is somewhat ordinary in Tokyo.
"But, but, I, I don't think there is any big problem with my idea..." Sanjiang Du looked at the primary school student who looked like he was despising himself, and protested unjustly, "As long as I find an opportunity to use an excuse to save people, and then destroy the scene. , and if you pull the door open from the outside, even the police won't be able to find it..."
" It's easy to find." Tang Ze straightened up and interrupted the arrogance, "Let's not talk about some rough details. Let's just stick it on one side and scratch it on the other side, and then pretend to save it. Man, use a utility knife to pretend to cut it open..."
Tangze stretched out his hand and picked at the stubble of the tape on the car door.
"What can be identified is when the cut was made."
"Then, what if the police directly determine that she committed suicide..." Sanjiaodu struggled twice. You don't want to admit defeat.
Tang Ze glanced at him.
I have to admit that I would go to the detective door and try to find a famous detective to testify my "innocence". This guy with an unattractive appearance has no idea what his abilities are, and his personality is somewhat self-respecting.
"Being discovered by the police, and then after a brief confirmation of the scene and previous behavior, it was determined to be suicide rather than homicide. This is indeed your only chance." Tang Ze pointed to the Maori boy beside him. Wulang, "If you didn't find a detective so complacently."
As he said that, Tang Ze glanced at the way up the mountain.
There, the Gunma police who had received their alarm call had already driven the police car over, and several figures in coats were approaching.
There was almost no need to recall the details, Karasawa could be sure that the person coming would definitely be Yamamura Cao.
I don’t know if it is a coincidence, but the murderer and his girlfriend really met in Gunma County. In other words, it is almost inevitable that the scene will be chosen here.
Considering the outrageous professional level of Yamamura Soko, if he had not gone to find Kogoro Mori, but actually pretended to look for the person himself, called the police after finding this place, or contacted the police on his own initiative, claiming that he His girlfriend is missing, a group of horses are here, and there may be danger now. Let the police accompany him to find her, etc. His strategy may actually work.
"What's the point of being complacent? I'm not, I don't think so..." Hearing what he said so confidently, Sanjiangdu's face twitched.
Because he was spotted by the detectives at the scene and could not survive a single interview, his emotions were empty for a long time. It was not until Tang Ze said this that he began to follow this guess.
The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it.
Twenty minutes later, his regret became even more profound.
"Sleeping pills..." Yamamura Cao took the evidence bag handed over by the police officer responsible for the on-site investigation and pondered for a moment, "Well, although generally people who commit suicide will not take sleeping pills actively before committing suicide. However, burning charcoal to commit suicide is actually quite painful. It is not impossible for the deceased to leave in peace..."
Tang Ze Pointing to the body that was carried to the side: "It's impossible. Look at her coat, it's completely pressed under her body. It's impossible not to notice it if you sit there for a long time. Such a thick cloth is also very annoying when driving. It's even more inconvenient."
"Hey, you mean, she was put in the driver's seat." Yamamura looked around for a long time and came to his senses.
"More than that. The driver's seat is not right either." Tang Ze pointed to the seat adjustment button on the side of the driver's seat. "It's almost pushed to the bottom. This distance is enough for an adult male over 180cm tall to drive. The height of the deceased The visual estimate is that it is only about 160. Sitting in this position, she can’t even press the brakes. ”
< br>"Well..." Yamamura Cao bent over and looked at the distance between the seats, thinking about it, and after a while, he said, "After all, he is burning charcoal to commit suicide. It is also possible that he just wants more space."
"People who want more space would not choose to commit suicide in a narrow car. I said Officer Yamamura..." Tang Ze helped him He opened the car door and looked speechlessly at Yamamura, who seemed to be working hard to burn up his CPU, "Are you here to investigate and confirm the scene today, or do you simply want to deny my conclusion? Is there anything about me that makes you feel dissatisfied?"
"No, no, absolutely nothing. You are also a very powerful and smart detective... Well, I Just, I want to find out as much as possible..." Yamamura waved his hands hurriedly, "We can't deny some possibilities."
Tangze sighed helplessly, then turned his head and looked at the police. Sanjiang took a quick look, and sure enough, he found an expression of disbelief, regret, and even a little anger on his face.
Yamamura Cao's performance was simply a disguised proof of the correctness of what Karasawa just said.
——Don’t mess with the detective, just call the police honestly, this matter will be settled long ago.
Jinjiangdu, who had been sat in the police car by the police, banged the door hard and let out a very frustrated roar.
"What are you doing all of a sudden? This is..." The startled Yamamura Cao turned around and looked at Triangle Atsushi, "He shouldn't have any mental problems, right?"
Tang Ze looked pityingly at Sanjiaodu, whose face was red with anger and his beard could not cover it: "It's not happening at the moment. If you say a few more words, it won't be certain."
"Eh?"
It wasn't just Sanjiao Du who was held down on the spot who was caught on the spot, but Shui Wu Lina was sitting in the car beside the road at the foot of the mountain, who was also anxious beyond words.
In the mountains on a snowy day, the road conditions are complex and there are few vehicles. Anyone who appears there is very conspicuous. Especially since the snow had fallen so thickly, even if they kept their distance to avoid being noticed by the car in front, they would definitely notice extra ruts in the exact same direction as themselves when they returned.
She did not dare to follow any closer, so she did not enter the mountain. She just looked at the falling snow powder and slowly moved her joints.
The younger brother has attracted Kumail's attention, and once Kumail reveals the news to other people in the organization, even if his identity does not arouse doubts from others, the younger brother will inevitably come into the organization's sight.
Whether she is exposed or suspected, she is mentally prepared for these.
Ever since she lost her father and became a completely disconnected undercover agent, she was always ready to fall. As time went by, she had almost no fear of death.
But brother, he hasn’t yet.
Yingyou is still a high school student. He has lost his family and it is difficult enough to live a helpless life. If he is involved in such a dangerous matter again...
She couldn't bear the second loss.
After calming down for a moment, Shui Wulian made a balance in his heart.
Even if Kumail has any doubts, he will adopt roundabout and probing methods, which proves that he is still at the stage of pure doubts about himself and has not yet mastered any substantive evidence.
According to her understanding of Kumail, he is a shark-like hunter who will never let go when he smells blood. If he has mastered his own weaknesses, he will not use any hints at all. , but will directly attack, and the teasing will never be the same as now, but will be more cruel and ruthless.
Just like Ireland, which has been trapped without any bones left...
I thought of the information I had obtained, of Toru Adachi, whose identity was inexplicable, and who didn’t know why he was bribed by Kumail, and of Ireland, who could never clear his name...
If Kumel cannot be settled , then sooner or later you will fall to that point.
Slowly moving her fingers, she put the mask back on, took out her phone, and started typing messages.
“This is the cover of a novel that was released this morning. I have asked other police officers to investigate and inquire. I think the murderer’s fingerprints or other things must be found on it. Decisive evidence, right? "
Tangze pulled out a folded piece of paper from the side of the driver's seat, pointed to the eye-catching "sundaybooks" on it, and shook it.
"Ah, this is it. It's a weekly that is released on a regular basis..." Yamamura Soo took it and looked through it carefully. When he saw the handwriting on it, he hesitated slightly, "Are you sure it was released today? These..."
As he spoke, he carefully unfolded the folded paper and soon discovered its true identity.
"Breakup letter?"
He turned around and looked at Sanjiao Du, who had collapsed on the seat of the police car and seemed to be unable to respond to the movements of the outside world, and sympathized Shaked his head.
"Mr. Triangle probably didn't find it. This is probably a letter that the deceased wanted to keep to say goodbye to him completely." Tangze looked at the question above and said calmly, "If he found it , I think Mr. Triangle would not be stupid enough to approach the Maori detective with this kind of rhetoric, but would try to package it into a suicide note.”
The already dejected Sanjiang Du raised his head suddenly when he heard the words.
However, Yamamura Cao had completely unfolded the letter and read out the contents.
"I know you want to take me to that place in order to let us go back to the past, but this is impossible. I have changed and we can't go back. I'm sorry. Anshi."< br>
“There are not many reasons that can drive a boyfriend to kill his lover. Although Mr. Triangle is indeed a murderer who has made a big mistake, but overall, he is still a normal person. I am afraid that his simple feelings have changed. It is unlikely to lead to this result " Tang Ze reached out and clicked on the text on the letter, "He kept emphasizing that he valued his work more than his girlfriend, and he also kept saying that it was because he was busy at work and neglected to take care of his girlfriend's feelings. In the end, it led to her running away... Almost as soon as I saw him, I knew what was going on with him. "
"Has she changed her mind?" Maoli also read the breakup letter. Kogoro gave a guess.
"It should be more serious than that, just cheating." Tang Ze shrugged, "The most simple change of heart is to talk about breaking up or something, and murderous intentions should not be involved."
Yamamura Cao is unclear. He looked at the paper in his hand sharply, and then He looked at Sanjiangdu, whose expression changed drastically. After looking back and forth several times, he still couldn't figure out what to do. He could only ask in confusion: "Ah? Can such a thing be directly seen?"
"A little bit You can tell a little bit." Tang Ze lowered his gaze, " A boyfriend who has broken up with his girlfriend will not behave like that. "
"Oh! I understand, just like Sherlock Holmes, right? It's a basic deduction. ..." Yamamura Cao revealed his confusion. With a look of realization, "Famous detectives really all have their own tricks!"
Conan, who was squatting on the ground studying the traces pressed by vehicles on the snow, heard Holmes, turned his head, looked at Goro Akechi and smiled. face, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Who are you insulting...
"It's not that kind of reasoning, but you are right to understand it that way." Tangze smiled and ignored the topic, "Let's not talk about it now. I I'm just a little curious. Mr. Triangle, you don't love her anymore. Listen. When you see that she has changed her mind and has another lover, shouldn't you breathe a sigh of relief, put all the blame on her, and leave happily? It's quite tiring to support a relationship that neither of you wants to continue."
< br>"I, I didn't..." Silence After hearing the words for a long time, Sanjiang Du shouted out, and the more he spoke, the louder he could not help but raise his voice, "I haven't changed my heart, I still love her, she cheated on her first! She still drove the car I bought for her, Taking other men out for a ride was her betrayal that made people intolerable. ..."
"It's because I'm not willing to give in." Tang Ze said lightly, "It doesn't matter if you pretend to work so hard."
What else did Sanjiao want to say. , seeing his smiling expression, he lowered his head again.
Tangze still wanted to say something, but he felt a slight vibration from the phone in his pocket, so he stopped talking and turned his eyes calmly.
It seems that some people here can’t sit still.
(End of this chapter)