I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 953 The program that replaces the "reasoning show"
"Let's go, go back to the living room first." After Guangyou finished speaking, he pulled Xiao Ai down the stairs and walked to the living room.

The matter on the second floor has been dealt with, and the thing to do now is to let everyone know the truth behind this case.

According to the previous routine, Conan should find a small corner that some people can't see, anesthetize Uncle Maori, and then stage a "reasoning show".

But Conan has lost his voice for a short time now and cannot use the voice changer.

The plan was over before it even started.

And there is more than one solution.

The first method is the one Conan came up with: expressing the information they know with gestures and body language.

Let Uncle Maori interpret it by themselves, and then deduce the truth step by step.

This method has disadvantages. If the understanding is wrong, there will be a big deviation from the truth.

There is also a safer method, and that is the second method: Guangyou replaces Conan, anesthetizes Uncle Maori, and then uses a voice changer to reason.

The method is indeed good, very safe, and there will be basically no mistakes.

But the problem is that Guangyou doesn't want to play the role of "behind-the-scenes detective".

So only the first method remains.

But it's okay, Guangyou can remind him from the side.

As long as everyone's interpretation deviates from the truth, he can come out and talk about his "conjecture" to bring the reasoning back on track.

"A reliable detective." Conan watched Guangyou push open the living room door, and glanced at the living room:
Uncle Maori, Xiaolan and Yuanzi, who are usually unreliable, are two non-professionals, and the "rookie police officer" Yamamura Cao.

"." Conan suddenly felt a little stressed, thinking, "Can these people really understand my gestures?"

Thinking of Guangyou's deliberate misinterpretation just now, Conan twitched his mouth.

"We're back." Guangyou walked into the living room, greeted him, and pulled Xiao Ai to sit in his previous seat.

Poured a cup of tea for himself and Xiao Ai, and after taking a sip, Guangyou said to Xiaolan: "Sister Xiaolan, Conan can't speak now."

"Huh?" Xiaolan looked at Guangyou after hearing this, and then turned her gaze to Conan.

Sensing Xiaolan's gaze, Conan smiled awkwardly, as if he could get away with it.

"Really!" Xiao Lan frowned slightly, and said dissatisfiedly, "Didn't I tell you that you can't speak if you have a sore throat?"

"Not obedient at all." Guangyou didn't think it was a big deal, nodded in agreement, and said, "You must teach him a good lesson."

As he spoke, Guangyou raised his hand and made a clapping motion.

How the lesson is self-evident.

"." Conan looked at the expectant Guangyou, unable to complain.

"All in all, this case looks very simple." Uncle Maori said, looking at Yamamura who kept asking questions.

"Mr. Takeo Akashi, who was in the bedroom on the second floor, died around 07:30 in the evening."

"At that time, except for me who went to the bathroom to take a bath, everyone else was in the living room, with a complete alibi"

"And we didn't know Mr. Yanfu Akashi before, let alone had a conflict. There was no motive for killing at all."

"There is no way to prepare the rope for Mr. Yan Fu to hang himself."

"That's true, that's right." Yamamura Cao looked down at the notebook that recorded the case information, and nodded in agreement.

"Also, the lights in the room were on an hour and a half before the body was found, and turned off when it was found."

"Judging from the current information, it's all suicide."

"So I think you should go and look for any clues, or you can only commit suicide."

"That's right." Shancuncao put away his notebook, turned around, and was about to leave the living room to continue looking for clues.

Seeing this scene, although Hiroto Akashi had no expression on his face, there was a flash of joy in his eyes, and his body seemed to relax a little.

"No, it's not suicide!" Conan was a little impatient. If Yamamura didn't find any clues and regarded this case as suicide, it would be too late.

In this way, the murderer has enough time to deal with the traces left at the scene.

As for the corpse, if it is dissected, some traces should be detectable.

But this is based on the premise that Hiroto Akashi agreed to the autopsy.

The fact is that Hiroto Akashi could not agree to the autopsy, and the reason he used was nothing more than "I want my father to rest in peace as soon as possible".

If the case is classified as a suicide by the police, the traces will be cleaned up and the body will be cremated.

The truth behind this case is like a coin sunk in the Mariana Trench, almost impossible to find.

He wouldn't just sit back and watch this happen.

"But I can't speak now, do I really need to use gestures to remind?"

Thinking of this, Conan glanced sideways at Guangyou, and saw Guangyou shaking his head at him.

"Well, it's just a little more troublesome now." Conan saw that Guangyou was not going to reason for him, so he had to play by himself.

Although it is troublesome to explain clearly with gestures, and it may be misinterpreted, but this is the only way at present.

"['Sleeping Kogoro''s reasoning show] is gone." Guangyou picked up the teacup and blew on it, took a sip, and said.

"But I can see [Conan's Gesture Reasoning], it should be very exciting, but unfortunately, there is no popcorn here"

Using gestures to express meaning depends not only on the person who gestures, but also on the person who understands the gesture.

If he wasn't here, Conan would have to spend time correcting the interpretation if it went wrong.

Quite troublesome.

Fortunately, it wasn't him who was in trouble.

He just needs to come up with his "idea" when the interpretation goes wrong, and then bring the reasoning back on track.

"I remember that there is still a doubt that has not been solved." Guangyou suddenly remembered the doubts that Conan said before.

Most of the doubts have been solved, but there is one left.

If he remembers correctly, it should be
Thinking of that doubtful point, Guangyou's gaze moved upwards slowly, and finally landed on the light rope.

"If I remember correctly, Conan said that there is also a problem with the knot on the light cord."

He had observed the knot before, but because of the light, he didn't see anything wrong with it.

After looking at it for a while, he put the matter aside.

Now that the rest of the things were basically over, and the truth was just about to be revealed, Guangyou carefully stared at the knot tied on the light cord, and observed again.

The lights were still bright.

Under the light, Guangyou could only see a small black shadow.

But this time, Guangyou didn't give up—mainly because he didn't have anything to do right now, so he found something to think about and pass the time.

After staring at the knot on the light rope for a moment, Guangyou recognized the style of the knot.

Coincidentally, they tied this kind of knot when they were fishing in the afternoon, and Uncle Maori also demonstrated how to tie this kind of knot in front of everyone.

Thinking of the shorter light cord in the room on the second floor, Guangyou frowned slightly, and then stretched it out quickly.

"So that's what happened." Guangyou squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the light rope above, "No wonder the one over there is a bit shorter."

Just when Guangyou figured out the doubts about the light rope, Conan was ready to act.

He first determined what he wanted to say, and then turned around to see if there was anything he could use.

Finally his eyes fell on the dorayaki.

　I originally wanted to write about ginkgo in the next story, but ginkgo blooms in autumn.

　　Now according to the time in the book, the ginkgo is still green!
　　Alas, it still doesn't have the same sweet taste as before, I'm so fucked
　　
　
(End of this chapter)