Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

Of course, Sakaki Cheng was not thinking about Seba Tsuntoku when he was thinking about this, but for the bald and balding person.

It can be roughly divided into two situations:

One is congenital hair loss that is inherited in the family, and the other is acquired hair loss caused by excessive stress, tension and anxiety.

Heredity is almost a no-brainer.

Because Seba Tundoku's son has thick black hair.

The genetic probability of hair loss is 53.3%-63.9%, and paternal inheritance is significantly higher than maternal inheritance.

In other words, unless this son is not Seba Tsoutoku's seed, the probability that he will also lose his hair is very high.

In this case, the cause of Seba Tundoku's hair loss is most likely the latter——

Excessive stress, nervousness and anxiety.

People with hair loss caused by the second condition will be relatively short-tempered, irritable, and restless.

On point.

Sakaki Cheng once learned the art of traditional Chinese medicine from an expert (grandpa), and combined with his knowledge of psychology, he was able to see through people very easily.

The three vertical wrinkles in the middle of Seba Tundoku's eyebrows further indicate that this person often frowns and gets angry.

Liver is the main object.

Slight jaundice in the eyes and yellow skin are all signs of strong anger.

This is because qi stagnation turns into fire, and irritability causes strong liver fire.

At this point, Sakaki can already conclude that

Seba Tundoku is a man with a bad temper and capriciousness.

Sakaki looked at the time:

12:45 minutes.

The case must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise you will not be able to make it to work in the afternoon.

"Memu Police Department, what is the story of the case?"

Time was running out, so Sakaki decided to get straight to the point.

"That's right."

Megure Thirteen took the records of the supervision class and handed them to Sakaki Cheng, and said at the same time:

"Mr. Seha Tatsutoku invited guests to his home for a party today."

"Because it's still early, Mr. Yamazaki Kanahashi, the president of Mihua Bank, plans to rest for a while in the guest room on the third floor."

"The party started in the afternoon, and the maids planned to wake up Mr. Yamazaki, but he didn't respond."

"After opening the door with the spare key, I found Mr. Yamazaki dead on the bed."

"The cause of death was stabbing with a sharp blade."

Criminal Denmi handed over an evidence bag, which contained a bloody short blade. The blood on it had dried and turned black.

"This is the murder weapon."

"The time of death of the deceased was around 11:00 to 11:30 noon."

Mumu Shisan repeated the survey results with a serious face:

"According to our inspection, the door was locked at the time of the incident and the master key was in the deceased's pocket."

"The only way to access the scene was through the window in the room facing the atrium."

"There were no traces left on the ground, and we didn't collect any evidence such as fingerprints."

"The prisoner seemed to be very cautious, even his footprints were wiped away by him."

Sakaki Cheng looked at the photos of the on-site investigation one by one. Even if the police used a footprint searchlight, they did not find any clues.

The prisoner had obviously been carefully calculated.

There were no fingerprints, footprints, or any other clues left at the scene.

Without clues, this case would naturally be impossible to investigate.

Mumu Shisan led the criminals from the Search Section 1, wandering around like headless chickens, but they could never find out who the murderer was.

"This is a deliberate murder, Mumu Police Department."

Sakaki raised his head, his eyes sharp.

"and"

"The prisoner is the master of the house."

Seha Tundoku, who was sitting in a wheelchair, suddenly changed his color:

"You say I'm a prisoner?"

"What evidence do you have!"

"Don't think you can just talk about it after solving two simple cases, you bastard!"

Sakaki Cheng looked at the sudden outburst of Seba Tundoku in a strange way and asked:

"I didn't say it was you either."

"Why are you so excited?"

Seba Tundoku suddenly choked on his words, and his face turned green and white for a while, as ugly as eating a cockroach leg from an omelette rice (personal experience, you need to be careful when ordering takeout).

After a while, he hummed twice:

"No, it doesn't mean that I can't do it either!"

"How could my wife and the others kill someone?"

"They have no grudge against Yamazaki Kanebashi."

them?

The corners of Sakaki's lips raised, thinking that this was indeed the case.

He must be the culprit!

Sakaki Cheng immediately locked the prisoner's identity without even needing a profile.

Obviously, this is a proof question.

"Brother Sakaki, we have just asked for alibi."

Megure Thirteen was afraid that Sakaki's reasoning was wrong, so he quickly reminded him:

"When the crime happened."

"Whether it was Mr. Seba's wife or son, they were all in the party hall and did not leave at all."

"The guests can all testify to that."

"Only Mr. Seba went to the toilet, but he..."

Megure Thirteen glanced at Seba Tsunori's right foot, which was in plaster:

"It's impossible for him to commit a crime!"

"really."

For the first time, Sakaki agreed with Megure Thirteen:

"It is indeed impossible to commit a crime if one leg is lame."

"Because the prisoner must have entered the guest room through the balcony."

Sakaki has already seen the photos of the scene.

The dagger was inserted straight into the heart. The direction where the deceased fell was facing the balcony, and there was no sign that the body had been moved.

If the prisoner did not enter the room from the balcony to commit the crime, the body would have to be moved.

This is a paradox.

It is not difficult to guess the criminal's modus operandi, but it is difficult to verify it.

"snort!"

Seba Tundoku glanced at Sakaki Makoto very displeasedly:

"Since you know it very well, why do you say that the prisoner is the master of this family?"

"Do you mean that the maid killed Yamazaki Kanebashi?"

The beautiful maids standing behind him suddenly showed panic:

"No, not us!"

"We...we didn't kill anyone!"

"Hey hey hey"

"Don't frame them falsely."

The floor beneath his feet felt a little hot. Sakaki complained, walked slowly to the open window, and closed it.

"The prisoner must be someone who is very familiar with the structure of this house."

"Otherwise he wouldn't have known that he could jump from the steps outside the storage room to the balcony of the guest room."

Seba Tundoku's expression gradually changed.

Under the window of the storage room, there is a protruding marble strip, making it easier for people to go up to the roof.

He jumped onto the balcony from there, killed Yamazaki Kanebashi, and then returned the same way.

I cleaned up the trail, wore gloves, and left no trace at all.

The police found nothing.

Just when he was proud.

Sakaki Cheng revealed his method of committing crimes in one breath.

Seba Tundoku was a little frightened.

The feeling that Sakaki Cheng gave him was different from that of those stupid policemen.

Very dangerous.

"Before I come in again, I walked around the house."

"Because it's a wealthy area."

"Every house is very far apart."

"If you don't investigate carefully, you won't be able to find that route."

Sakaki Cheng smiled:

"So Mr. Seba, you don't have to make excuses to say that outsiders planned this case."

"It's definitely the work of an insider."

Sakaki Makoto stuffed the evidence bag back into the criminal Tome, raised his feet to the wheelchair, bent down, and looked at Seba Tatsutoku:

"not to mention"

"What are you afraid of?"