Conan’s Corpse Picker

 Chapter 1998 1998【Akai Shuichi and hotpot】

 The Mumu Police Department was convinced.

But in this case, this one has an alibi, and that one also has an alibi: "Did the deceased really commit suicide?"

Hearing this, a child's laughter suddenly sounded nearby, echoing in the screening room, which was very scary.

The group of people looked at the projector in confusion: "A ghost movie?! Or is it haunted?"

The mermaid was sitting on the projector, playing with her tail raised in boredom, when she was suddenly surrounded by countless sights: "?!"

 Jiangxia: “…”

 Haunted? There is no such thing as a good thing.

He silently took a step aside, took Conan out from behind him, and put him forward: he was the one who laughed.

After all, Conan was once a much-anticipated detective, but now he is being stared at by a group of people, but he doesn’t have stage fright at all: “I’m thinking, the murderer is so smart!—Aren’t there two projectors here, and there are also two corresponding projections? Window. No matter which window it is played from, the final image will be projected on the same screen, and we viewers sitting in the screening room will not be able to tell the difference at all.

"So the murderer can cut the movie tape into two parts in the middle, and then put the upper part and the lower part into two projectors respectively. In this way, while the upper part is playing, the murderer can be in the theater Kill the deceased and hang him in front of the unused window.

"During this period, even if the corpse is hanging there, there will be no abnormalities on the screen. After that, when the first half of the movie is finished, another machine starts to play the second half of the movie seamlessly, because this machine's The window would be obscured by a corpse, and black shadows would suddenly appear on the screen.”

—In other words, the pile of alibis about the Eight Immortals crossing the sea and showing off their magical powers just now are meaningless at all.

And since the technique is related to the projector, the projectionist's suspicion is doubled.

Jiang Xia looked at him.

The projectionist waved his hand quickly: "It is true that some theaters will play it like that, but here we do it all at once. And using the method you mentioned, there will be corresponding cutting marks on the tape, but the tape here can They are all in good condition." He looked at the police, "If you don't believe me, you can take them for inspection."

The saleswoman also testified: "When I came in to deliver lunch to Mr. Furuhashi, only the machine near the door was running. It was almost five minutes before the incident. If it was really two machines that were running, there would be too little time. .”

After a pause, she added: "After delivering the lunch box, I stayed in the lounge outside the screening room and helped Mr. Furuhashi make tea. No matter how the death time is pushed forward, we have no suspicion."

When she said this, everyone looked at the lounge and found that the environment here was very messy: the table was full of clutter, the mirror was tattered, things were piled up in a mess, and the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.

Haiyuan Ai's hands were itchy after seeing it, and she almost wanted to clean it up herself, but she could only hold back: "...your resting environment is really unique."

 A few people in the cinema were embarrassed and whispered: "It's the last few days anyway, and no one is in the mood to clean up."

There seemed to be nothing gained here, so the Mu Mu Police Department had no choice but to retreat with their people.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's eyes moved back and forth between Jiang Xia and Conan, and then looked at the saleswoman.

 After a moment, he gritted his teeth, gathered up his courage, and suddenly said loudly: "That saleslady sister lied!"

“?!” Several people were startled, turned back and looked over.

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya: "When I went to the restroom, I saw her wiping tears in the mirror in the women's restroom. She hadn't been in the rest room all the time. She had left here before the incident!"

This primary school student thought of the scene where Conan made a mistake in his reasoning but was not beaten by Jiang Xia as a bad boy. He felt that his strategy was right: as long as he was serious and could provide some clues, Brother Jiang Xia would not think that he was causing trouble!

He then took the opportunity to throw out the information he really wanted to say: "In addition, on the way to the toilet, I met a very suspicious man. The man was dressed in black, wearing a knitted hat and sunglasses. He was very tall and looked... He looked like a bad guy!—And the strangest thing was that as soon as he entered the movie theater, he immediately shrank back and left, so fast that he seemed to be frightened."

Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko didn't think much about it at the time. At this time, under the pressure brought by Jiang Xia, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and felt that he understood why the man suddenly ran away: "He must have wanted to come to the theater to do bad things, but as soon as he opened the door I saw a famous detective sitting in the theater, so I was scared away again!"

Memu Police Department: "..." It sounds really suspicious!

Haihara Ai, Conan: "..." The man in black? !

 Compared to Conan, Haiyuan Ai had one more keyword flashing through his mind.

-Knitted hat.

 Could it be that…

Her hand holding the Coke cup suddenly tightened, and an iconic guy came to mind - if I remember correctly, her sister's ex-boyfriend, the "rye whiskey" who entered the organization through the porcelain affair Miyano Akemi, will always knit The hat never leaves the body.

 So much so that Shuichi Akai defected, no, so much so that after Shuichi Akai exposed his identity and left the organization, for a long time, many innocent passers-by wearing knitted hats were accidentally injured by members of the organization who had a grudge against Shuichi Akai. Of course, many members were punished for allegedly exposing their identities, so accidental injuries gradually became less frequent...

Haihara Ai was briefly distracted, but soon she got her thoughts back on track. Her heartbeat gradually became violent: Could it be that that guy appeared?

 But why did he come and go? He must have recognized himself.

Haihara Ai's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a strong sense of uneasiness. She couldn't help but start touching her pockets, looking for the temporary hair dye spray that Dr. Ali gave her. However, I stretched out my hand and found nothing.

Until then, she remembered that when she went out today, her mind was filled with how she planned to plot against her three fellow elementary school students, and she focused on fighting with her conscience. As for the hair dye spray, Shirley, and disguised identity... she forgot all about it.

“…” Huiyuan Ai’s young hands trembled: Sure enough, people can’t do bad things, and if they do, they will be punished by God.

Now how to do?

Should she be recognized by that guy, then kidnapped to the FBI, and continue to be experimented on every day?

 …

 Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya’s focus is all on the “tall man holding a knitted hat”. As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Xia and quietly hinted that he hoped that the detective would trample down and beat up the terrible maniac who might kill innocent children, and then pack him up and send him to the police.

Jiang Xia seemed to have received the signal. After listening to the story, he began to frown: "It does sound very suspicious."

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya: “…” That’s right! Go and catch him!

 (End of this chapter)