Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 727 Conan: Thank you, Turntable Man!

"The deceased's name is Shiro Kawabata, 46 years old, a film producer by profession, and the cause of death was suffocation caused by potassium cyanate."

After listening to his subordinate's report, Henggou re-awakened the official complaint: "Really, it's either potassium cyanate or arsenic, or it's caustic soda. Where did the recent gangsters get so much poison?"

Unlike Tokyo, criminals in the Kanagawa area were somewhat "innovative," using arsenic and caustic soda.

"Did he eat something before he died?" Henggou asked again.

"Yes, he ate roast duck." A fat-faced police officer held the police manual in his hand and reported, "But we did not detect any toxic reaction on the roast duck, and no poison was found on the waiter who was in charge of serving the dishes." .”

"But a lot of the poison was found on the towels he was using."

"So that's it. So the deceased had poison on his hands before eating the roast duck."

"In this way, the murderer who may have poisoned the deceased was one of you who had dinner with the deceased not long ago."

Henggou re-awakened his eyes to all the people who had eaten together at the table before, even Conan was not spared.

"You people, who was the one who ate next to the dead just now?"

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally their eyes fell on Qin Zhibo.

Qin Zhibo stood up and took the initiative to explain: "After changing seats, I was indeed next to the deceased."

"What about the other side of the dead? Who is it?" Henggou asked again.

After the words fell, a childish voice under his feet admitted, "It was me, I was eating Xiaolongbao at that time."

Henggou re-enlightened glanced at Conan, then at Qin Zhibo, then sank his head.

"In this way, it becomes clear, first put poison on your own towel, and then take the opportunity to change the towel, so as to kill the person who died."

"It's you, Mr. Qin Zhibo."

"Me?" Although Qin Zhibo had guessed that this was a policeman whose ability could not keep up with his personality, he did not expect it to be so outrageous.

Seeing that Qin Zhibo wanted to "deny", Henggou Shigeno pointed at Conan next to him with his white glove, and ruled it out: "You are sitting next to the deceased, and it is easiest to change his towel!"

"And this little brother is absolutely impossible to kill!"

Qin Zhibo: You guessed it right, the truth is often so absurd
Such a "reliable" reasoning surprised everyone.

The corners of Henggou Zhongwu's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smirk, Qin Zhibo seriously suspected that this guy was either really NT, or he was deliberately targeting him.

"You said that I killed the person, but I have no motive. It is also the first day I know the deceased."

Henggou re-awakened for a moment, and said nonsense solemnly: "As a detective, you experience many murder cases every day, and you see countless criminals arrested."

"Gradually, your psychology will be distorted, and you will have the idea of ​​whether you can commit a perfect crime."

"You carry cyanide with you, as long as you pick someone you don't know, and use your identity as a detective, no one can suspect you."

Qin Zhibo: "." Is it true that people who stare at the abyss are also stared at by the abyss?
Before Qin Zhibo could explain himself, Mao Lilan, who was resting on a chair, suddenly shouted: "Mr. Qin is absolutely impossible to be a murderer!"

Conan didn't want to speak at first, after all, Qin Zhibo could easily resolve this level of suspicion by himself.

But seeing that Mao Lilan spoke for Qin Zhibo, she was a little agitated, because she was not feeling well, so she hurried up to help.

"That's right, Uncle Qin came to the table later, and the towels were distributed later by the waiter, and he didn't go to the toilet in the middle, so he didn't have time to put poison on them."

Although Qin Zhibo had eaten in this restaurant a long time ago, it was possible that he had prepared a poisoned towel during the last meal.

But Qin Zhibo is a good person, and Conan believes that Qin Zhibo will not do this.

When Conan said this, Henggou Shigeno was also stunned, his reasoning could be easily refuted even by elementary school students.

"this one"

Taking advantage of Henggou's reawakening, Qin Zhibo suggested: "Why don't we restore the scene at the dinner table at that time, so that we can better understand the clues of the case."

Qin Zhibo's proposal made Henggou feel as if he had been redeemed again, so he quickly nodded and agreed.

After a brief on-site arrangement, the corpses that had been collected were removed, and everyone sat back at the dinner table.

Henggou re-awakened to replace the deceased, and everyone else sat in their original positions, and the dishes on the table also returned to their original positions.

Henggou Shigeno scanned the people and dishes on the table, and asked, "And then?"

Qin Zhibo looked at Conan, "You don't want to eat steamed buns, the buns are right in front of you now, eat them."

Conan glanced at Qin Zhibo suspiciously, and then at the newly served hot steamed buns, wondering what kind of medicine was sold in Qin Zhibo's gourd.

But when Qin Zhibo said this, his stomach did make a faint rumble.

When I came to Yokohama from Mihua, I was interrupted by the case before I could eat a xiaolongbao.

This guy can't tell that I'm hungry, so he arranged it specially?

For a moment, Conan was moved by Qin Zhibo's "warmth".

Conan was about to pick up a steamed bun with his chopsticks to relieve his hunger, when he was suddenly interrupted by Qin Zhibo's voice.

"Conan, don't forget the dipping sauces, soy sauce and chili oil, for eating Xiaolongbao."

Conan frowned, but still turned the turntable and reached for the soy sauce bottle on the turntable.

But when Conan got the soy sauce bottle and was about to pour the soy sauce into the dish, Qin Zhibo spoke again.

"Wait a minute, Conan."

"You didn't get the soy sauce bottle so easily at the dinner table just now, remember?"

After Qin Zhibo's reminder, Conan also remembered that someone always turns the table when he is taking things.

If you don't mention yourself, you almost forget, isn't this person you!
Helpless, Conan could only put the soy sauce bottle back on the turntable, then reached out to adjust the turntable, and at the same time gave Qin Zhibo a contemptuous look.

But what Conan didn't expect was that Qin Zhibo didn't reach out, but looked at Director Isakami on the other side of the table.

"Mr. Isogami, it's your turn to perform."

Jishang was taken aback for a moment, but seeing Qin Zhibo's firm eyes and Henggou's gradually suspicious expression, he could only stretch out his hand and press it on the turntable.

Conan saw it and understood.

It turned out to be you, the sixth child!
According to Qin Zhibo's request to restore the scene at that time, Conan turned the turntable several times, trying to reach for soy sauce, but Isogami pushed the turntable back several times.

Since Conan is not tall enough to see the situation across the table, he misunderstood that it was Qin Zhibo who did it.

The god of death picks up the food, you turn the table, Chunchun narrows the road.

The two demonstrated the situation at that time a few times, but Henggou Shigeno couldn't understand, and asked, "Mr. Isozami, why did you turn the table over and over again?"

A drop of cold sweat dripped down on Isogami's forehead, he glanced at the dishes in front of him, and then at Conan.

Before him was a fatal question that had two explanations.

One explanation, he was playing a prank on Conan.

Another explanation, he wants to eat the dish in front of him.

But he lowered his head and glanced at the dish in front of him. It was the two egg dish he ordered, which was the key to the whole murder method.

If you say you want to eat egg dishes, it is tantamount to reminding the detectives and the police to pay attention to it.

So on balance, he chose the first explanation.

"Ha, I just wanted to play a joke on this little brother."

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Conan threw a death stare over him, do you think I am funny?

Although the others also felt that this reason was a bit strange, they didn't say much.

Qin Zhibo looked at Jigami's slightly far-fetched acting skills, and knew that this was definitely not his real idea.

After adjusting the turntable repeatedly, the murder method must be related to the turntable.

Combined with the towel with the investigation point just placed on the table in front of him, this rock is indeed suspicious.

Next, the scene reproduction will continue.

Qin Zhibo restored the turntable to the position in memory, and continued: "Conan, are you going to get spicy oil now?"

Conan nodded.

Qin Zhibo looked at Jishang, "The next thing I need is Mr. Jishang."

"Please put your hands on the turntable, Mr. Isogami"

Isogami knew he couldn't escape, so he could only obediently put his hand on the turntable

His eyes became more and more disturbed, and the cold sweat from his temples had unknowingly flowed out from his thick hair.

What a torment it is to watch the process of committing a crime repeated before my eyes.

This method of killing itself is tightrope walking, and if there is a slight deviation, it may fail or kill the wrong person.

After finally walking the steel wire once, I was forced to walk it again.

And it was in front of the police and famous detectives, if you were not careful, you would be doomed.

Under strong psychological pressure, although Isakami chose to co-star, his palms were only weakly placed on the turntable.

Seeing this, Qin Zhibo directly explained: "Let me explain the situation at that time."

"Actually, Mr. Isogami was still trying to adjust the dial hard at that time, trying to 'trick' this kid."

"However, I stretched out my hand and pressed the turntable, so that the turntable couldn't turn, and Conan got the chili oil smoothly."

After Qin Zhibo's explanation, Conan realized that he had completely misunderstood Qin Zhibo.

Thank you, turntable man!
Conan took the chili oil, dripped some on the plate in front of him, and put it back on the turntable.

Qin Zhibo let go of his hand, looked at Isage who was not moving, and said, "Mr. Isage, I let go now, it's your turn to adjust the dial."

"Don't forget to adjust the dial to the correct position."

Isogami was taken aback for a moment, and looked around again at the eyes of the people around him.

Although the scene of this incident reappeared, Qin Zhibo never said who the murderer was.

But Qin Zhibo repeatedly called his name, let himself cooperate with the performance, and adjusted the turntable on the table, the implied meaning was already very obvious.

There was a fierce battle going on in Isokami's heart, and after a moment of silence, the hands that were clasped together suddenly loosened.

"As expected of a detective, you won."

Everyone at the dinner table was startled by this situation, Henggou Shigeno hurriedly asked: "Mr. Isozami, what do you mean by that?"

Qin Zhibo was also a little surprised by Jishang's sudden surrender, thinking that he would defend himself to the end.

However, in order to get a better evaluation of the task, Qin Zhibo quickly stood up from his seat and walked to Isakami calmly.

Open the towel placed on the table in front of Iso, and there is a blue stain inside.

"This is."×n
Everyone raised their heads and saw the blue color above, and were a little puzzled.

But there was a thunder in Conan's brain, and after the intracranial climax, he had already understood the whole case.

"That's right, the towel placed here with Mr. Isogami actually belonged to the deceased."

"The blue stain on it is actually the paint on the deceased's jeans!"

Qin Zhibo's tone was tough and unquestionable.

But in fact, before Qin Zhibo opened the towel, he didn't expect that there would be jeans paint in the towel.

Who would have thought that a film producer would also go to Bingxixi to buy pants!
At this time, Henggou Shigewu also caught up with the train of thought, and reasoned: "If this towel belongs to the deceased, then the poisonous towel placed next to the deceased is actually from Isakami?"

Qin Zhibo nodded affirmatively, "Actually, Mr. Isogami knew that the deceased hated egg dishes, so he deliberately ordered two egg dishes."

"When Conan asked for soy sauce for the first time, Mr. Isogami saw that the roast duck was coming up, so he turned the turntable and wiped the bottom of the egg cooking turntable with the poisonous towel prepared in advance."

"As for applying the poison at this time, I was afraid that if the poison was applied in advance, other people would accidentally be poisoned to death."

While talking, Qin Zhibo pushed the turntable with one hand, restoring the situation at that time again.

And at this time, two egg dishes just stopped in front of Isozami.

"When Conan wanted to get the chili oil for the second time, Isozami had already applied the poison and prepared to deliver two egg dishes to the dead."

"Using the character of the deceased who hates eggs, he will inevitably reach out and remove the egg in front of him. And because the two dishes are relatively close to each other, the deceased will hold the edge of the turntable to adjust the turntable."

"In this way, the dead man's fingers will naturally get poisoned, and the poison will be sent into the mouth when eating roast duck."

"It's just because I wanted Conan to get the chili oil halfway through, so I delayed Mr. Isogami's plan."

Qin Zhibo's reasoning combined with the time-adjusted turntable, and a vivid and vivid lecture on killing techniques came.

Isaka next to him had already lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and then extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray.

The dozen or so cigarette butts lying in the ashtray showed his entanglement before making a move.

Under the attention of the crowd, Isogami revealed his motive for killing, which was to avenge an actress he once worked under.

At the beginning, Isakami was still sneering at the actress's acting skills, but gradually, he was conquered by the serious attitude of the other party's dream-chasing showbiz, and developed a heart of admiration.

In the last movie of the actress, out of her love for movies, she insisted not to use a stuntman, which resulted in her accidental death.

But after the movie was sold, Kawabata, a film producer, said with a smile that he actually had a chance to stop the actress.

After hearing the motive for the murder, Qin Zhibo was stunned.

Maybe the producer has no sympathy, but the reason for being killed is really a stab at the head, and a stab at the head.

Let the actress act, and she will be responsible for the death of a person.

Don't let actresses act, this is another lifelong dream of others.

In the final analysis, the producer's horoscope is not strong enough, and he is unlucky.

Just when Qin Zhibo was lamenting the unfair fate of the producer who died tragically, Mao Lilan, who had been sitting silently on the chair, suddenly turned over and passed out on the ground.

"Xiao Lan!"

"Xiao Lan!"

(End of this chapter)