Chapter 19: Stabbed Wrong
When the police officers from the Search Section 1 arrived at the exhibition hall, the scene where the isolation tape was drawn had been cleared. Several police officers were gesturing around the body, discussing how to remove the stabbed body. The dead man on the wall moved down.
Tang Ze looked up at the deceased and remained silent.
"Tangze classmate, are you okay?" After realizing that Tangze was an outsider and had never experienced any murder scenes, Mao Lilan patted his back gently, worried that he would be killed in a tragic manner. Create a psychological shadow.
"Huh?" Tang Ze came back to his senses, "Oh, it's okay, I just feel like the murderer is quite powerful."
"Ah?" Mao Lilan was startled.
"Is that an art display sword?" Tang Ze pointed to the two-handed sword inserted there, "It's not that sharp, and it's a heavy iron sword. The murderer held the sword like this The fat uncle lifted it up and nailed it to the wall, it was so strong..."
The corner of Conan's mouth twitched when he heard this, but considering his current status, he did not complain about him.
Is this the point?
Kang Ze glanced at Conan, what else?
He secretly looked at the museum employees who were being questioned by the police. The curator with long eyebrows and long beard was answering calmly.
You can't turn around and point at someone now and say he is the murderer. Wouldn't that be ruining the show by writing the answer on the first page of a mystery novel?
And he really thought the murderer was very powerful. He felt this way when he read the comics, and he couldn't help but admire the real thing. An old man with a beard who could wield an iron sword was considered to be in great shape. He could actually lift a big living person with one hand while wearing armor. Get up, and then stick them on the wall...
The prisoners in Ke Xue's world are really talented.
"Is this the body found by these people, right?" The fat police detective approached with a record book. He was stunned when he saw the faces of the people clearly, "Isn't this the daughter of brother Maori..."
It seems that he is still a classmate of Brother Kudo... A female high school student, the scene of the murder is almost familiar...
Mao Lilan smiled bitterly: "Megure Police Department, we meet again."
She I don’t think so. Who wants to encounter a murder while visiting a solo exhibition?
She skillfully reported the process of discovering the body. After Tangze looked at the famous police officer, he continued to look back at the police officers as they moved two ladders and unloaded the deceased who had taken photos.
Seeing Tangze looking away, Conan leaned over and asked softly: "What are you looking at?"
A child who doesn't speak in a polite or honorific manner, really doesn't even bother to pretend. With Conan's acting skills, can his vest really be able to carry out a round with two undercover agents?
Tangze cursed for a while, preparing to speed up the detective. Just when he was about to speak, he lowered his head to visually check the distance, and simply squatted down: "Look at the wall where the corpse is hung, there are several exhibit labels posted there. , but there is not a single painting, and is there something holding in the deceased’s right hand?”
“Yes, it’s so strange, as if a place has been reserved for the body...” Follow closely. Suzuki Sonoko, who was behind Karasawa, also nodded.
Conan squinted his eyes and entered a state of thinking. Behind him, the police department had discovered the surveillance camera facing the body and were asking someone to adjust the surveillance video.
Tangze thought about it for a while and felt that all the clues that should be given were given for the time being. Next, he would wait for the surveillance video to come up and feed Conan more clues.
Come on, little detective.
Speaking of which, this case is a rare case solved by Moori Kogoro who is not sleeping, but today there are four high school students present, and the probability of an anesthetic needle being used is increased.
In order of the order of injection, when Kogoro Mori was not present, the second person to receive the injection should be Suzuki Sonoko.
Tangze looked at Sonoko who was following him step by step.
I feel like I can operate it... half an hour later.
"Sir, I found this in Kubota's cabinet!"
The police officer walked into the exhibition hall and unwrapped the object tightly wrapped in cloth in his hand. It was the object that was sprayed by the deceased on surveillance. The helmet was stained red with blood.
The police frowned and stared at the nervous museum staff: "The note in the deceased's hand had your name written on it, and the murder weapon was also found with you. What else do you have to explain?"
Kubota looked at the police officers vaguely surrounding him, and he was at a loss: "I didn't kill the person, I am innocent!"
"Your private sale of exhibits has been discovered by the deceased. There is an email on his mobile phone asking you to pay huge compensation for this. The motive is very sufficient." The Mumu Police Department signaled his subordinates to come forward and arrest the person. "If you have any questions, go to the police station. Say it."
"I..." Kubota broke out in a cold sweat and looked around helplessly.
He is indeed not the murderer. Conan frowned, no, we can't wait any longer. Kubota will become a scapegoat if he doesn't point out the problem.
He turned over his wrist and opened the watch dial.
Tang Ze looked at the audience with his arms folded:......
What is the process of criminal investigation in this world? How come everyone is made as if they are convicted as soon as they enter the police station? Why should you panic if you did not kill the person? If you have a problem, can you just go to the police station and argue?
Conan naturally couldn't receive Karasawa's silent complaints, and he was thinking about who should be allowed to complete the reasoning.
Being bored with waiting, Xiaolan ran to the other side of the exhibition hall to look at paintings. The only acquaintances in the right place were Yuanzi and Tang Ze.
In fact, Tangze, who was keenly observant throughout the process and provided many clues, is the better choice... However, this new classmate has just met for a few days, and he is not very familiar with the other person's personality and tone, so it is easy to make mistakes when imitating. .
Thinking like this, Conan pointed his crosshair at Suzuki Sonoko, who was holding her chin and waiting for the murderer to be caught.
He pressed the button and the anesthetic needle shot out.
Unexpectedly, Tang Ze shook his head and seemed to want to step forward to stop the police from arresting him.
Conan's eyes widened. Oops, they're standing too close!
Sure enough, as Karasawa took a step forward, the needle that was supposed to hit the back of Suzuki Sonoko's neck instead hit Karasawa's arm.
Tangze paused, took two steps back unsteadily, and fell down on the ladder used by the police to move the body. He lowered his head and remained motionless.
Stabbed the wrong person!
Conan gritted his teeth and could only resort to tricks. He hid behind the ladder, took out the bow-tie voice changer, and turned the wheel to adjust it to Tang Ze's voice.
"Karazawa-san?" When he noticed that the person next to him suddenly sat down, Suzuki Sonoko turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"I'm fine, Suzuki-san. , I just want to sit down and think about the doubts." Karasawa's voice came out clearly, stopping Suzuki Sonoko from stepping forward to check, "It's too early to identify the prisoner now, Megure Police Department. "
"Oh?" The puzzled Officer Memu turned around and looked at Karasawa who had sat down inexplicably. The faces of several high school detectives flashed in his mind, and his eyes gradually brightened, "What do you have? What do you think, this classmate?”
The faces of several high school detectives flashed through his mind, and he felt excited.
Could it be that Tokyo needs another outstanding high school detective? When we surveyed the scene just now, we felt that this was a good idea!
The Mumu Police Department, which has long been accustomed to various external brains pointing fingers at murder scenes, skillfully gave up thinking.
_(:з ∠)_There is one more chapter, I will update it later, I will take a nap
(End of this chapter)