Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 1979 1979 [Case closed] Asking for monthly votes ()

Under the expectant gaze of a group of police officers, Jiang Xia continued his process of advancing the speed bar: "The murderer untied the pre-made fishing line sling, connected one end to a strong enough rope, and then turned the half fishing line and half rope of the new sling until the line is replaced by rope.

"In this way, he had a piece of rope that was folded in half with the opposite rooftop railing as the anchor point. Then the murderer tied a bag of heavy stones to one end of the rope to make a pendulum-like weapon - this was to cause the deceased's head to bleed. weapon.

“When the deceased stood downstairs on the opposite side, the murderer could aim at his head, let the bag of stones fall from the fifth floor, and hit him **** the head while being pulled by the rope.

“The stone swung to the bottom of the opposite building, smashed the deceased’s head, and then hit the opposite wall. That’s why there were blood stains on the wall there.

"Then the murderer held the other end of the rope and pulled the rope into the house. At this time, the rope was pulled and kept rubbing against the rooftop of the opposite building. The bag of stones was also dragged, and finally crossed the rooftop railing and fell heavily. .

“When it fell, the stone first hit the room downstairs. Then it was dragged by the murderer and taken back into the house.”

When Maya Hashimoto heard this, she finally understood what the thing that scratched the tip of her nose last night was.

—If Uzo hadn’t dragged him along, he would have been the unlucky guy lying in the human-shaped white circle downstairs. After all, his boss actually saved his life.

 Maya Hashimoto: “…” No, wait. If it weren't for Uzo, he might not have taken this road at all, let alone have his head nearly smashed by rocks falling from the sky!

"Could it be that Wu Zuo got inspiration from my meeting with Jiang Xia and wanted to gain my loyalty through this false life-saving grace? Oh, this is the same as asking someone to beat up the girl he has a crush on, and then running to the hero himself What’s the difference between saving a beauty—insidious! Cunning!”

Maya Hashimoto silently placed a curse on her boss.

But thinking of Uzo's terrifying insight that could read minds, he quietly dismantled the fake straw man out of fear: "I am a qualified confidant, and I will be loyal even if I change my boss. Why bother? It's really It’s too outsider.”

 Different people will have different feelings when hearing the same thing.

 Omura Junnori suddenly remembered another thing: "The sound of knocking on the wall I heard this week, could it be..."

Jiang Xia looked at the temporary client and nodded: "The murderer should be practicing beforehand. After all, the rope is too long and the attack range of the weapon will be different. If he wants to succeed in one blow, he must be skilled enough.

"The place where the stone hit the previous few times when he retracted it should be the lower part of your window. But this time because of nervousness, he retracted the rope too fast, and the location where the stone hit became higher, breaking the Your windows — so there's going to be blood on the window shards in your house, and there's no heavy objects left in the house that broke the windows."

The owner of the house turned pale, and he forced himself to snort: "It sounds like the same thing, but it's just your fabrication! - I heard that you passed by the street in front tonight, so You must know that the street light downstairs is broken. The light here is not good, and it is pitch black downstairs. How could I hit the deceased accurately? Is it possible that I can still see at night?"

"You should have smashed the street lamp with your own hands, in order to better hide the noose so that the deceased would not notice the shadow of death approaching. In addition, this could also mislead the police and prevent the police from using the condition of 'it is too dark to see downstairs' to prevent They associate it with remote killing, thereby clearing themselves of suspicion."

Jiang Xia looked at the owner of the house who was vandalizing public property: "As for how you judged the position of the deceased... There were a lot of cigarette butts piled up in the ashtray in your living room. It just so happened that several cigarette butts of the same brand were left at the crime scene where the deceased died. cigarette butts. From this point of view, the deceased should be a chain smoker.

“It is a very common practice to light a cigarette out of boredom while waiting for someone, and the cigarette is often held close to your mouth—the cigarette **** flashing in the dark is your guide to determine the position of the deceased’s head.”

"That's it." Mu Mu Police Department had never doubted Jiang Xia's reasoning. He touched his chin and felt that everything was connected, so he turned to the young police officer on the side and said, "Look for the murder weapon."

This is just the most common request at a crime scene, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was startled.

The owner of the house suddenly showed a smile that was determined to win, and clasped his hands: "Look! If you can find it, it's up to you." Mu Mu Police Department: "...?"

 There is a conspiracy.

 He was immediately alert, and at the same time made a smart and correct response: "Brother Jiang Xia, what do you think?"

The little police officers who were going to search also stopped and looked over: they were working overtime, not playing a treasure hunt game. Rather than groping around the map on your own, it is of course better to get the boss's guide and go straight to the goal.

 Under the expectant gazes of a group of people and the frightened but confident gaze of the owner of the house, Jiang Xia's eyes moved down and landed on his feet.

—It was obviously summer, but the owner of the house was wearing a pair of very thick red socks.

This pair of socks almost blended in with the brown-red floor of his house, which was very inconspicuous. But when Jiang Xia looked at it like this, it was like a stick pointed at it. People in the room suddenly moved their eyes and looked at the owner of the house. foot.

 The house owner broke out in cold sweat.

Qing Shuiyang was startled: "Aren't these hiking socks? You love our hiking club too much, so you wear these for dinner on a hot day."

The owner of the house looked at him with a murderous look in his eyes: If this guy hadn't pointed out that he returned to the house after 9 o'clock to report, how could he have been targeted by Jiang Xia!

Qing Shuiyang was startled and very confused about his classmates’ attitude towards him: “What, what’s wrong?”

Jiang Xia glanced at him and said sincerely: "You are very talented as a detective."

Hashimoto Maya: "?"

He thought he could be handed a business card by Jiang Xia saying "Are you suitable to be a detective", which was somewhat special. But he didn't expect that the selection criteria for this detective were really so broad?

Seeing that Jiang Xia’s occupational disease was coming up again, Mumu Police Department quickly cleared his throat: “What’s wrong with these socks?”

Jiang Xia came back to her senses, first gave Qing Shuiyang his business card, and then continued under the honored but blank gaze of the other party: "This very thick sock is part of the murder weapon - when using it, the murderer turns it over first, Then fill it with stones to make a weapon capable of killing people.

“When the crime was over, he hurriedly poured the pebbles into the fish tank and disguised them as landscape stones in the tank, then turned the socks over and put them back on his feet.”

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