Conan: I am a Ke scholar

Chapter 193 Handy Tool Man
Such a precise time?
Mori Kogoro looked at Si Yi with a strange expression, but didn't say anything in the end, he nodded, and then asked.

"Who was the first to discover the dead?"

As soon as this was mentioned, the people in the corridor took a step back tacitly, and the two stood out.

One is a young girl and the other is an old man.

Mori Kogoro looked at the two of them, before opening his mouth to ask, the old man answered directly, "I was the first to find the old man's body, the time is very similar to what this little gentleman said, about four or five About 10 minutes."

"Is that so?"

Uncle Mao Li looked at the brat Si Yi in a little surprise, ah, this brat, how come his eyes are so accurate?
Ok.

If you come across a corpse in the future, let this kid take a look. This is much faster than the forensic doctor.

Si Yi on the side didn't realize that he had been labeled as a handy tool man by Uncle Mao Li.

Banner Beilang suddenly interjected, "This is the old housekeeper of our family. He has always been valued by the old man. It is impossible for him to commit crimes and kill the old man."

He looked at the girl next to him again, and sighed, "This is Xia Jiang, the old man loved and valued the most during his lifetime."

"It is also the future successor of the Qiben Group."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people present were different, some showed resentment, and some were gleeful.

The old man Qiben Haozang attached great importance to Xia Jiang. He originally planned to make a will after he landed and give all the inheritance to Xia Jiang. They didn't have a share at all.

But now the old man died unexpectedly, Xia Jiang's father died early, and the will has not been written yet, which means that they also have the right to compete for the huge family inheritance.

A look of greed flashed in everyone's eyes, even 1% of their wealth was enough for them to become famous and rich.

Now that they have the opportunity to become rich, how could they become ordinary people for the sake of so-called family affection?
Living the life of the rich enough and letting them live frugally is tantamount to their greatest torture.

Looking at Xia Jiang, who was sobbing secretly and helpless, and looking at the crowd who were staring at him and ignoring the old man's death, Kogoro Mori suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

But after all, this is someone else's family business, and Mori Kogoro has no way to intervene. He then asked, "Let's get down to business. The first question is, where were you four, five, 10 minutes ago?"

The old butler pondered for a while, then replied, "I was preparing dinner at that time."

"Anyone prove it?"

The old butler shook his head. These are the young and the young of the rich family, the masters who open their hands and mouth, and no one will go to the kitchen.

In other words, no one testified for him.

Uncle Maori then asked the second question, "Is this the case when you came here?"

"No, no, no."

As soon as the situation at the scene was mentioned, the old housekeeper suddenly became excited and said incoherently, "Before I came, this door was closed, and it was closed from the inside, because I am the housekeeper on the ship, so I have the key to turn it on." It's open."

"As soon as I opened the door, I found that the master died inside."

Si half covered his face, feeling speechless for the naive old butler, aren't you asking for trouble for yourself?

You have the key, and Hatakemoto Gozo was stabbed to death in the room. If other police officers solve the case, you may be regarded as the murderer.

Sure enough, Mori Kogoro took a deep look at the old butler, although he didn't believe that the old butler would kill someone.

But he is a detective, he must believe the evidence and speak with the evidence.

He looked around. The windows in the room were closed, and there were no signs of damage, and there were no other exits.

This proves that if there is a murderer, how did the murderer get out?

Chamber of Secrets kills!

Mori Kogoro touched his chin, and couldn't help frowning. A murder case like this in a secret room is basically difficult to solve.

"What a famous detective in Tokyo, huh!" At this time, Qiu Jiang, a woman in the crowd, said provocatively, "Can't you see such a simple secret room? I think the old man committed suicide in all likelihood."

"impossible!"

Detective Maori, who is usually confused, directly denied it. Although he is sometimes confused, he is not stupid.

"Judging from the condition of the corpse, this is very likely to be a homicide case. The cause of death was a knife in the abdomen, bleeding to death, because without the murder weapon, suicide cannot be completed."

"Then Miss Qiujiang, please tell me where the murder weapon was when the deceased committed suicide?"

The room is only this big. If Hatamoto Kozou committed suicide, the suicide knife would never be thrown away too far, and it would never be hidden.

Qiu Jiang was so stunned that she was speechless, and her complexion was a little ugly.

"But it can also use sharp ice or something like that. Isn't that the case in all mystery novels?"

Banner Ryuo leaned against the wall and said with certainty, "This must be suicide."

Mori Kogoro looked at these two people coldly. They were eager to classify the case as a suicide in order to put Hatakemoto Gozo in the coffin as soon as possible, and then divide up his inheritance.

Once Hozo Hatamoto's death is determined to be a homicide, the police have reason to freeze the funds of the Hatamoto family, which will cause huge trouble.

Mori Kogoro was caught in a dilemma. He believed that Hatakemoto Hozo's death was definitely a homicide, but he couldn't find any evidence of homicide.

This is the embarrassment of murder in a secret room. How did the murderer escape or is there such a murderer?

The corner of Conan's mouth raised. He had already grasped the evidence that the old man was killed, but he had been observing the expressions of everyone. Now that Uncle Maori was trapped, he no longer concealed it.

Conan took a few steps forward, squatted down slowly, and asked curiously, "Uncle, what's going on, why is there blood here?"

His finger pointed to the ground of the door frame, where a few drops of blood were sporadically scattered.

"It must have passed, you little brat, don't bother me!"

Mori Kogoro, who was contemplating, was suddenly interrupted. He looked over impatiently, and was immediately attracted by the blood dripping from the door frame.

He carefully checked the victim's distance from the door, it was too far away, and the blood on the ground hadn't yet spread.

That is to say, the victim was bleeding there at that time, if the door was closed, the victim would not have been able to stand there.

So there is only one truth.

This is not a locked room murder.

Mori Kogoro finally figured this out, and he said confidently, "Mr. Hatakemoto Gozo was killed. The murderer stabbed him outside. In order to avoid the second attack, the old man retreated into the room and locked it behind him." Once the door is closed, it creates the effect of a secret room!"

Mao Li's sharp eyes scanned the people in the corridor, "The murderer exists, and it's between you two!"

(End of this chapter)