Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

Sakaki suddenly felt.

His scolding was too light at first.

These policemen are no longer enough to describe them as drunkards.

Is this still useful? !

The prisoner is an internal prisoner, and the only person without an alibi is Seba Tundoku.

Just catch him and that's it!

What evidence do you want?

Why don't you want a bicycle?

At first Seba Tundoku was about to kneel down and repent, but when he heard Megure Shisan's question, he straightened his knees and said confidently:

"That's right!"

"Even if my feet are healed, you can't arrest me without evidence!"

"I like sitting in a wheelchair, don't I?"

"Say I'm a criminal, show me the evidence!"

Mumu Shisan nodded in agreement.

Sakaki was so angry that he almost lost his temper.

Big brother.

Who are you with?

how do i feel

Are you a mole?

Don't be afraid of enemies who are like gods, but be afraid of teammates who are like pigs.

Sakaki Cheng now feels deeply about this sentence.

He turned his head dumbfounded and looked at Seba Tundoku:

"You want evidence?"

"good!"

"I'll give you proof!"

Whether it was late or not, Sakaki couldn't care less about it now.

He began to describe the results of his reasoning:

"The banquet starts at 11 noon today."

"When the guests gathered, Mr. Seba found an excuse to go to the toilet and left the banquet hall alone."

"After confirming that no one was paying attention to him, Mr. Seba took off the cast on his right foot and came to the storage room on the third floor."

Sakaki Makoto spoke very quickly, giving Seba Tundoku no time to refute:

"After arriving at the storage room on the third floor, Mr. Seba put on the gloves and crime tools that he had prepared long ago and opened the window of the storage room."

"He jumped into the balcony along the stone steps and killed Yamazaki Kanebashi."

"He then retraced his steps, cleaned up the tracks, put the drywall back on and returned to the ballroom in a wheelchair."

"At this time, he will ask the maid to wake up Mr. Yamazaki who is resting on the third floor, right?"

Sakaki Cheng asked the young and beautiful maid beside him.

The maid thought for a while and said in surprise:

"Yes!"

"That's indeed what Mr. Seba ordered me to do."

"He said, why hasn't Mr. Yamazaki woke up yet? All the guests have arrived. Go and call him down."

"After I went up, Mr. Yamazaki didn't respond no matter how I called him, so I opened the door with the key."

Sakaki nodded:

"This is how the case unfolded."

"snort!"

Seba Tundoku stopped pretending and took off the plaster on his foot and threw it away, revealing a hairy foot. He walked straight to the table and poured a glass of water. After drinking it, he said:

"These are all your imagination."

"I can commit crimes, but these servants can't commit crimes?"

"We need to show evidence!"

Sakaki sighed.

Seba Tundoku obviously has no sense of shame as a human being.

His tactics have been exposed by others, and he is still stubborn.

He even planned to put the blame on the maids.

It's a pity that these young and beautiful maids were framed for being innocent.

We must return their innocence!

Sakaki Cheng glanced at Seba Tsunoku and said slowly:

"The evidence is the tools you left in the storage room."

"You have no chance to deal with them in such a short period of time."

"Deng Mi Criminal, please take the forensics class to check the storage room."

"I see."

Denmi Criminal immediately led a group of forensics officers to the third floor.

After twenty minutes.

"Mr. Sakaki Makoto, we did not find Seba Tsunori's fingerprints in the storage room, nor on the handle."

Mumu Shisan and Gao Mushe looked at each other, and a bad premonition arose in their hearts.

this time

Sakaki Makoto is not going to overturn his car, right?

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Seba Tundoku laughed arrogantly:

"You think I'm that..."

No, no, I almost spilled the beans.

Seba Tundoku quickly stopped, coughed twice, and said solemnly:

"snort!"

"Of course it can't have my fingerprints!"

"I wipe them all"

"Because I'm not a prisoner at all!"

"Okay, if this is the result you can produce, let's not waste any more time!"

"Everyone, please come back."

Seba Tundoku turned his back and quietly wiped his sweat.

It's too risky.

Fortunately, I was careful and wiped off my fingerprints beforehand, even the door handle.

Otherwise, today would be really dangerous.

"Brother Sakaki Makoto"

Mumu Shisan stepped forward with a worried look on his face:

"Do you have any evidence?"

Sakaki rolled his eyes at him fiercely, cursing in his heart.

You still have the nerve to say it?

Thanks to you, otherwise this case would have been closed!

Really

"Mr. Seba, it's too early for you to be happy."

Sakaki became serious:

"Do you think you'll be foolproof just by wiping off your fingerprints?"

"You forgot something very important!"

Seba Tundoku paused and stammered:

"What, what's going on?"

"Those are your feet!"

Sakaki Makoto pointed at Seba Tundoku's bare right furry foot and raised the corner of his mouth:

"Because of the drywall, you're bound to not be able to wear a shoe on your right foot."

"So you must have been barefoot when you headed to the locker room."

There are carpets in the palace-like villa, and shoes will not leave any marks when stepped on, nor can they be detected, but

"People's feet secrete sweat stains."

"Especially when the soles of the feet are at a high temperature."

Sakaki Makoto stepped on the carpet:

"You laid a new carpet at home because you were afraid of leaving footprints when committing a crime."

"I have to praise you, this trick is really smart."

"But."

Everyone couldn't help but prick up their ears.

"When a person is nervous and excited, it can cause the sympathetic nerves to be highly excited, causing the sweat glands to secrete a large amount of sweat, causing the feet to sweat."

Sakaki Makoto put his hands in his pockets, walked to the trembling and terrified Zewa Sontoku, bent down, and said in his ear:

"If I ask the forensic department to identify the sweat stains and dandruff left on the carpet at the door of the storage room and conduct a DNA comparison, will they find that it is the traces left by you?"

"Mr. Sewa, don't hold on, plead guilty."

Sakaki Makoto stretched out his hand and patted Sewa Sontoku on the shoulder twice, and Sewa Sontoku couldn't hold on.

Plop!

His knees softened, and he fell to the ground, shouting with a pale face:

"It's all Yamazaki's fault!"

"My company has been running badly recently, and I went to him for a loan. He actually said that if I wanted a loan, I would have to give him a 10% kickback!"

Sezawa Sontoku was so excited that he could hardly control himself.

"He was able to become the president of Mika Bank because of the relationship I helped him with!"

"Now he is ungrateful and dares to ask me for something. How can I keep him!"

"It's all his fault!"

"I'm not wrong!"

"I'm not wrong!!!"

The police dragged the crazy Zeba Sontoku out of the room.

The Metropolitan Police Department is quite competent in this kind of finishing work.

When they passed by Sakaki Makoto, they couldn't help but look at him sideways, horrified.

This reasoning was completely beyond their imagination.

Even if they wanted to learn, they couldn't.

First cheat and then reason, step by step, completely destroyed Zeba Sontoku's psychological defenses.

Until the end, Zeba Sontoku suddenly realized.

It turns out that I have always been under someone else's control.

There is a scene in the movie Raiders of the Lost Ark where a villain is showing off his power, wielding a machete skillfully, and madly provoking the protagonist on the opposite side.

As a result, the protagonist first calmly smoked a cigarette, watched him show off his tricks, and then

took out a revolver from his waist.

And then.

Nothing happened.