Detective Conan's Scarlet Miracle

Chapter 485 The Ritual of the Three Guesses in the Hall of Death ([-])
"Indeed," Zhu Fu Gaoming nodded, "in front of the red wall, there are two chairs facing each other with their backs. They have been nailed to the ground. The chair facing the red wall is white, and the chair behind it is black."

"Huh? That's not what I mean, I'm not very good at solving puzzles," Ferina shook her head seriously, walked to the corridor, reached out to touch a pile of books half the height of a person, and said:

"I'm thinking, in the case analysis report, the bug was found in the room where the corpse was found. The murderer used the bug to monitor when the deceased died. Is this the police's preliminary judgment?"

"Well, that's true." Zhufu Gaoming nodded, "So those things in the house are regarded as hints of the dead, is there any problem?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with that." Ferina said, "What I'm curious about is the murderer's intention. He has already decided to starve the deceased to death in the room, and even sealed the windows, so why leave so much spray paint and paint? The murderer didn't restrict the deceased's activities, so he should have thought that the drawing tools he left would give the deceased a chance to write something down, but he didn't take those things away, what was his purpose? Could it be that he was negligent?"

"That's right, if the deceased directly wrote his name on the wall, it might be exposed..." Zhu Fu Gaoming said this, and asked again: "What's your guess?"

"It's hard to say, the things left by the deceased are messy, and some interfering information cannot be ruled out."

Fei Linai scratched her long hair, frowning.

"I always find it strange that there is obviously a faster and more convenient way to leave clues, Zhu Fu, if it is you, in that case, if you want to leave information about the murderer, assuming no witnesses find out Your body, what will you do to ensure that the information you left behind can be presented in front of the police without any concealment?"

Zhu Fu glanced at the book in front of him with wise eyes, thought for a while quietly, and said: "The most direct way is to write on yourself with a pen." He shook his head again, denying his thoughts, Said: "If the murderer finds out, it is estimated that even the body will not be left behind."

"Swallowing a note with handwriting on it... It doesn't work. People who starve to death have severe gastric acid secretion, so it is difficult to keep the note." Fei Linai answered, and the two looked at each other.

"Wouldn't it be nice to just write it on the wall and hide all the spray paint?"

"In that case, why are the two chairs nailed to the ground?"

"Could it be suicide?" Fei Linai tilted her head, "People who have been brainwashed by cult organizations ask others to lock themselves in a room for some messy ritual? It's not right, then there should be no need to use these books The door is blocked, and the bug is not easy to explain."

"One more question." She raised her finger, raised the brim of her hat, and said seriously: "Why is it red? It must represent something, right? After all, all other colors have been thrown out of the window, leaving red alone Certainly not a random choice."

"And the code name of the deceased Akashi Shusaku in the villa happened to be red. Is there any connection between these two things?"

"And those two chairs, the purpose of the deceased nailing them to the ground regardless of saving his strength..."

"The deceased Shusaku Akashi and Aoi Kohashi who died three years ago were husband and wife. When Aoi Kohashi died, there was only Shusaku Akashi in the villa. Could this be the murderer's motive?"

"Akashi Shusaku is a painter, right? Will the things he left behind be deciphered from the unique perspective of a painter?"

"Well, I'm really not good at dealing with these."

She murmured softly, and finally could only sigh helplessly, and said, "What about you? You are a professional."

"The truth will come to light sooner or later, don't worry." Zhu Fugao obviously walked leisurely, "And, my old friend also invited someone who seems to be very remarkable..."

"Summer worms can't talk about ice, and well frogs can't talk about seas. Could it be a retired senior from the police station?"

Fei Linai became interested, after all, people like Zhu Fu Gaoming seldom show such a look to others.

"No, sages live in the world. If there is no way in the world, they will hide away, and if there is a way, they will come. Today, the son is born and civilized in the world, so why should he suffer like this?" Zhu Fu Gaoming shook his head seriously, "The one who came is A famous detective."

"Ha, you should be able to promote talents and promote talents, that old friend of yours is not as simple-minded as you said." Fei Linai rubbed the tip of her nose, suddenly her eyes stopped, and she looked at Zhu Fu Gaoming in embarrassment.

Cases from many years ago, rooms full of mystery and codes with unknown meanings, deep mountains and old forests, and the invited detectives...

She felt that she had gathered all seven dragon balls and could summon the dragon.

　Let me explain in advance that this chapter was blown out by the book group...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)