Conan's self-cultivation of fake wine

Chapter 597: The Messenger of Justice

At noon, Shancun Cao notified his men to gather everyone back to the crime scene.

"The forensic results are out. The deceased drowned."

"Drowned?" Maori was a little surprised. Although the deceased was almost soaked, he had never considered the possibility of drowning before.

The simplest reason is that if the victim is to be drowned, water is definitely needed. Where can the murderer find water in the attic?

"Yes." Shancun Cao nodded and continued, "We also analyzed the water quality in the deceased's stomach. The deceased should have drowned in a polluted swamp and was dragged to the attic."

After hearing this statement, everyone was speechless except Mao Li who looked thoughtful.

Judging from the deceased's terrible smell, if he was really dragged all the way up to the attic, the stench would have been permeable throughout the entire hotel.

Besides, the deceased weighed as much as 200 kilograms, and the attic was on the fifth floor!

Who can carry this thing up to the fifth floor in one breath?

And if the victim was really killed near the swamp, why not just dump him into the swamp? Why bother carrying him back?
Compared to the attic, wouldn't a swamp be a better place to dump bodies?
At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong with Shancuncao's inference, but upon closer inspection, it is full of flaws.

Fortunately, Conan was already accustomed to the Gunma Inspector's disconnection. Before anyone else could question it, he took the initiative to give another possibility.

"Someone must have carried the stinky water up there." He walked to the wall and pointed to a wooden basin there. "This basin has the same stench."

Mao Li walked over and smelled it, "It really is."

The stench left in the wooden basin was exactly the same as the smell of the deceased. Even though several hours had passed, Maori was still very sure of this.

It is impossible for ordinary things to stink like this.

"Someone poured the stinking water into this wooden basin, then pushed Mr. Numayama's head into the basin to drown him, and then poured the remaining stinking water on Mr. Numayama."

Shancun Cao nodded slightly after listening to this. Mao Li's inference sounded closer to the truth than his previous one. It is definitely easier to carry a basin of water than to carry a person.

If it is true as Maori said, then there is only one problem to be solved.

"Why is Mr. Numayama in the attic?"

Could it be that the murderer had asked him to come here?

"This seems to be the place he comes every day." Tokubei Rokuro answered the question immediately. "I heard from the hotel staff that the first thing he does when he wakes up every morning is to go up to the attic and start to monitor the river across the street with a telescope."

"Monitor the river?" Looking at the telescope framed by white lines on the ground, Shancun Cao was confused again.

The deceased's hobby seems to be a bit too niche, so niche that he can't understand it. If he comes up to look at the river occasionally, it's understandable, but he comes up to look at the river every day, turning his hobby into a job. What's so interesting about this?

"I think it's because his child Chen Yan died in that river. In order to prevent a similar tragedy from happening again, he has been monitoring the river, right?" Xiaopang gave an explanation hesitantly.

Hearing this, Lu Ren couldn't help but look at Xiaopang twice more.

Yesterday, Numayama cursed and kicked graves. It's not an exaggeration to say that he had a proper way to die. I didn't expect that Xiaopang would be willing to stand up and speak for him today?

Is this little fat guy so kind? Or did he kill the person and feel a little uneasy after killing him, so he subconsciously wanted to say a few good words for the deceased. "That's it."

Shancun Cao nodded again, not realizing that anything was wrong. He had just arrived this morning, and had not asked for anyone's testimony since arriving, so he had no idea of ​​the twists and turns involved.

After listening to Xiaopang's explanation, Shancuncao picked up the telescope on the ground, walked to the window and started looking at it loudly.

His cheerful look made it impossible to tell that he was a policeman, whose current mission was to find the murderer and solve the case.

Fortunately, after a while, except for Conan, everyone else got used to the police officer's off-line behavior. They simply excluded him and gathered together to continue discussing and analyzing the case.

Mao Lilan continued with Xiao Pang's words: "But if he really cared about his son, why did he kick down the grave?"

"Maybe there's some secret hidden there?" The curly-haired man said sinisterly, "Near that river, that old man sometimes wanders there alone in the dead of night."

Oh?
Hearing this, Lu Ren paused for a moment while picking up his pen to take notes.

The painter's statement was reasonable. The deceased Numayama went up to the attic every morning without hiding from others, so it would have been known to others after a while.

But how did the curly-haired man know that the dead person was wandering by the river?
Could it be that the hotel staff told him?

Moreover, the curly-haired guy added a bunch of adjectives himself, such as it was late at night and he was wandering alone.

If this was discovered by the store staff, then there must be something wrong with the store staff.

There is one thing that can be explained now, and that is the motive of the curly-haired man appearing on the river beach last night.

In all likelihood he was going after the deceased himself.

Just as the curly-haired man blurted out, he guessed that the deceased had hidden some secrets by the river. So he lay in ambush there last night to see if he could wait for the deceased to show up, so as to spy on the secrets hidden by the deceased there.

Was it because he didn't get anything last night that he was so angry that he went upstairs and killed the boss this morning?

This reason is a bit far-fetched.

The curly-haired man just didn't gain anything, but his own interests didn't suffer much loss. Is there no need to kill people?

Or did he not intend to kill anyone, but just wanted to use physical means to force a confession, but he didn't control the force well and accidentally killed the person?

The stinking water was indeed very suitable as a torture instrument for forcing confessions. Lu Renguang felt a headache just by smelling the stench, not to mention burying his face in it. It was definitely a powerful tool for forcing confessions.

But the question is, if this was just an accident, then what about the letter of commission that Mao Li received?

The client's letter clearly stated that he would be able to clear himself of the injustice this morning and make everything clear. Then the innkeeper Numayama died this morning.

This is premeditated murder no matter how you look at it.

If Numayama's death is the truth that the client wants to show Mori.

Doesn't that mean that the death of the child more than ten years ago was not an accident, nor was it the kappa's fault, but that Numayama killed him?
A father who killed his only child?
Is the client here to avenge that child?