Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

Life reactions are extremely difficult to fake, and supernatural reactions cannot be faked.

These two are important basis for criminal investigation.

This view is unanimously agreed upon by well-known forensic doctors from various countries as well as police, detectives, mystery novelists and other practitioners.

If you want to commit the perfect crime, you must not start by forging a corpse, but...

Annihilate all traces.

Or rather

Annihilate all traces that could implicate yourself.

Judging from the body of Tsumori Reiko, the prisoner is obviously not a master criminal.

Not only did he leave behind his own DNA flakes, he also revealed his general appearance.

"Henggou Police Department, I heard before that a similar case happened a year ago?"

After examining the traces at the scene, the Shizuoka Prefectural Police began to clean up the scene.

Seizing this opportunity, Sakaki asked about the case that also happened in Izu a year ago.

"right."

Henggou Police Department nodded:

"A year ago, also at the fireworks display, a brown-haired woman died after being stabbed through the abdomen with a sharp knife."

"and"

"The deceased was also a tourist from other places."

"I guess."

Sakaki said expressionlessly:

"You also searched the hotel where the deceased stayed a year ago like you did today, but you didn't find any clues, right?"

"How do you know?"

"Nonsense, if the culprit is caught, will Tsumori Reiko still die?"

"."

Holding his forehead and sighing, Sakaki felt a little helpless about their criminal investigation methods that had not changed for a hundred years.

In the case a year ago, they solved the case by searching the hotel where the deceased was staying, but found nothing.

A year later, the same case occurred, and their method was to search the hotel where the deceased was staying.

No changes.

As the saying goes, if you don't advance, you will retreat. While the criminals are advancing with the times, the police are still standing still. Only those who can catch the criminals have trouble!

"but."

Henggou Police Department said excitedly:

"This time there are skin flakes of the prisoner left in the fingernails of the corpse. As long as we can identify the suspect and prove that the skin flakes were left by him, we can solve the case!"

"Didn't the body of the deceased leave any clues about the case a year ago?"

"No."

Henggou Police Department shook his head and said honestly:

"The body of the deceased was very clean at that time. Although there was a struggle, most of the traces had been erased."

Hearing this, Sakaki narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head and glanced at the body covered with white cloth on the ground, thoughtfully.

Conan and Hattori Heiji put their hands on their chins, also thinking deeply.

The prisoner was obviously a veteran. Reiko Tsumori was not the first brown-haired woman he had killed.

To be able to get away with it so far, he must be very cautious, at least not careless enough to leave skin flakes.

However.

Why was he so careless this time?

accidental?

still

Flustered?

Sakaki Cheng looked at Suzuki Sonoko:

"Ms. Sonoko, what are the physical characteristics of the strange man who struck up a conversation with you this morning?"

"Appearance"

Suzuki Sonoko recalled:

"He wears an orange coat, is a head taller than me, has a slingback, and looks like a boy."

"He's pretty handsome, too."

"By the way, I have a good figure too, with four-pack abs!"

Well, the most profound impression is the four-pack abs.

Sakaki understood.

You know, Suzuki Sonoko and Maori Ran are both short, with a height between 170-172cm.

And there was a person who was one head taller than Suzuki Sonoko - Sakaki Makoto.

He is 183cm tall, guessing from this.

The prisoner's height will not be less than 180cm.

This is a big discovery.

In Japan, men with a height of 180cm are rare.

"The prisoner is a head taller than Ms. Sonoko, handsome, has participated in the fireworks show, and is physically strong."

The Henggou Police Department kept mumbling and glanced at Sakaki Makoto with a vague look.

"Henggou Police Department, you don't doubt me, do you?"

Sakaki laughed dryly.

"How could that happen!"

The Henggou Police Department waved his hands repeatedly, as if I was a policeman and would never frame a good person or let a bad person go:

"I just feel that Mr. Sakaki completely meets the above characteristics."

The two met their eyes, and after a long time

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Hahahaha. Mr. Sakaki, please take off your coat and submit to police inspection."

Several police officers gathered around.

grass!

It's quicker to fall out than to turn over a book!

"Henggou Police Department, Mr. Sakaki was with us last night. He cannot be the murderer!"

Mao Lilan said:

"He has no motive or time to commit the crime!"

"Miss Maori, I can understand your feeling of protecting your companions, but..."

Henggou Police Department looked solemn:

"As long as Mr. Sakaki wants to commit a crime, I believe he can do it."

"There are scratches on the prisoner's body. If Mr. Sakaki Makoto is innocent, just take off his coat and let us check it out!"

Sakaki Makoto: "."

It sounded like I was praising myself, but the scene was just not right.

In order to eliminate suspicion, Sakaki unzipped and took off his jacket.

Snap!

A heavy metal object fell to the ground.

Take a closer look.

The Henggou Police Department and others were so frightened that they all backed away, looking horrified.

A pistol!

"No, no, no."

Sakaki Cheng quickly picked up the MK23 and handed it to Miss Miyano along with the coat:

"Don't get me wrong, it's for self-defense."

"Ha, ha ha."

With a more suspicious look on his face, Inspector Yokomizo stepped forward to carefully observe Sakaki Makoto's exposed upper body.

How can a good person carry a gun?

The abdomen is fine.

The chest is firm and there are no wounds.

The arm is fine.

Looking from back to front, from bottom to top.

Suddenly, Inspector Yokomizo's frown muscles dropped and his pupils shrank!

"Mr. Sakaki Makoto, why do you have a large Band-Aid on your shoulder?"

Swish!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Sakaki Makoto's left shoulder, where

there was indeed a flesh-colored Band-Aid, which was very inconspicuous.

Sakaki Makoto: "."

Miss Miyano: "."

How to explain this?

I can't open my mouth!

Could it be that Sakaki Makoto also told everyone that this was bitten by Miss Miyano?

"Mr. Sakaki Makoto!"

Inspector Yokomizo stepped forward and said vigilantly:

"Please take off the Band-Aid and let us see the wound!"

"This is personal privacy."

Sakaki Makoto was a little overwhelmed and pointed behind the tree next to him:

"Come here, let's go over there."

Inspector Yokomizo thought about it.

If the other party wanted to resist, he would have drawn his gun long ago. Why wait until now?

There were police officers all around, even if Sakaki Makoto wanted to run, it would be difficult.

It would be okay to go with him to take a look.

The two came behind the tree and blocked the view of others.

Sakaki Makoto didn't waste any words, untied a corner of the Band-Aid, revealing two neat rows of teeth marks.

"This"

Inspector Yokomizo opened his eyes wide:

"Who bit you?"

"Don't worry about it, these are bite marks, not scratches."

Glazing at him, Sakaki Makoto put the Band-Aid back on:

"Have I ruled out a suspect now?"

".Or..."

Inspector Yokomizo glanced at Sakaki Makoto's lower body:

"Take off your pants so I can see?"

"Get lost!"