Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 May 10th, Saturday, afternoon, Choyeizumi Apartment.

　　 Mori, Yamazaki, Conan, President Hanaoka and his assistants, as well as Tanaka followed behind the Megumi Police Department and came to the door and saw a courier in uniform.

　　 The courier asked: "Sir, police officer, I'm just here to deliver the receipts. I still have a lot of things. Can you let me go?"

　　 "What's the receipt?" The police department took the receipt from the subordinates and looked at it. It was a receipt for taking the goods. It said that it had taken a picture of Miss Choye.

　　Memo Police Department changed hands and handed the receipt to Maori. Then asked the courier: "You said you forgot to leave the receipt, which means you have been here before. When was it?"

　　 "It was more than 20 minutes ago, at 2:35 in the afternoon." The courier thought for a while and said, "By the way, when I went downstairs, I heard someone shouting ‘someone jumped off the building’."

　　 Mori said, "Momo Police Department, that's almost the time for Miss Die Ye to fall." Then she stared at the courier and asked him, "Honestly, did you kill Miss Die Ye?"

　　 "What, what!" The courier was shocked.

　　 "You killed Miss Choye and pushed her downstairs." Maori said, "In terms of time, you were here at the time, so you must be the murderer."

　　 "No...no," the courier quickly defended, "I didn't see Miss Choye, the owner of this apartment today, so how could I kill her."

"Ha, you dare to lie in front of me," Maori asked with a laugh, "I ask you, if you haven't seen Miss Choye, how did you come into this room? And how did you make this Did you take the picture of Miss Choye on the receipt?"

　　 "Brother Maori is right." The Meguro Police Department asked the courier, "Excuse me, how did you get in."

"The door of the apartment wasn't closed at the time. I pushed in with a slight push. The picture was at the door, so I didn't see Miss Choye." The courier said, "It's strange to say, I just pushed it. The door was fully opened, yes, I don’t know where a nail fell."

　　 "Nail?" Maori took the nail from Conan who had come from Suilan, and asked the courier, "Is it this bent nail?"

　　 "Yes, yes," the courier said.

　　 "Isn't this really what you put on the ground?" Maori asked.

　　 "How is it possible, I haven't entered this threshold at all." The courier said, "I took the painting at the door and left, so I forgot to put down the receipt for the painting, so I came back."

　　 Maori asked, "Wait a minute, you took things away without asking?"

　　 "No, I have received a call." The courier said hurriedly.

　　Momemo Police Department asked, "Miss Choye called you? When did it happen?"

　　 The courier said, "No, it's Mr. Hanaoka..."

　　 "What!" The Megome Police Department and Maori were taken aback, and Maori asked, "How is the name of Miss Choye on this receipt?"

"I have always been helping Ms. Choye to send paintings. Although Mr. Hanaoka called this time, he said that it was Ms. Choye's name." The courier said, "He was about fifty minutes ago, about two o'clock in the afternoon. They called me from left and right, saying that the door was open, and asked me to take the picture on the door and close the door and go. By the way, he told me on the phone when I took the picture at 2:35 pm mine."

"President Hanaoka, how did you know that the painting was at the door? And why did the time you told the courier to take the painting coincide with the time when Miss Choye fell?" Maori asked, "This is too doubtful, Hua President Oka, you did this incident, right?"

　　 "No, no," President Hanaoka defended, "This is what Choye told me. I just told her to the courier."

　　Momemo Police Department asked: "So, President Hanaoka, did you talk to Miss Choye on the phone before?"

"Yes. After I was woken up by the office's phone in the studio, I received a call from Choye. She told me that the drawing was done and put it at the door, and asked me to call the courier company." President Hanaoka said "I just thought her tone was wrong, so I was worried about her, so I asked her to call me again. I wanted to see Mr. Mori later to see her again, but I didn't expect things to turn out like this."

　　 The police department asked the courier: "Excuse me, what strange situation have you encountered?"

　　 "Well," the courier thought for a while and said, "I seem to hear the sound of something breaking in the room. By the way, it's like a potted plant."

　　 "A potted plant?" Maori said, "It should be the potted plant that Ms. Choye fell off."

　　 The courier asked: "Well, can I go now?"

　　 "No, you were here when the incident happened, and you were the only one." Police Department Megome said, "So, you are also a suspect." Then he asked the department to register the courier's information.

Conan thought to himself that when the door was opened, a bent nail dropped. If fishing line is added, one end is hooked on the nail, the other end is hanging a potted plant, and the other is hanging a heavy object with fishing line and placed on the balcony. In the drain pipe, that's how it is, I understand.

　　 Thinking of this, Conan felt Lan clutching his hand, and sighed in his heart. The next question is how to get rid of Lan and Mei Daizi.

　　 Conan thought for a while and said to Lan: "Sister Lan, I want to ask Brother Yamazaki a question, I promise not to run around."

　　 "Okay." Lan let go.

　　 Conan ran to Yamazaki and whispered, "I'm about to start."

　　 "I understand." Yamazaki smiled, "I won't ask if there is something in the drain pipe. Go ahead. I will let my uncle go to the balcony to find you. I will deal with those two people."

　　 "Okay, thanks." Conan finished speaking and ran away.

　　 Seeing this, Lan called out: "Conan!"

　　 "It's okay, I let him go." Yamazaki said, and then stepped forward and whispered to Maori, "Conan found something in the drain pipe on the balcony."

　　 Hearing this, Maori immediately went to the balcony, and then was knocked down by Conan who was waiting for him.

Conan helped Maori who fell forward after fainting, let him fall backward, leaning against the inner wall of the balcony, sitting on one side of the balcony drain pipe, the other side is the fragments of potted plants and soil, and then the volume of the button speaker Adjust to the maximum, stick it under Maori's right collar, and let the right collar lean against Maori's vocal cords.

Conan tried to test the bow tie with a very small voice, and found that it was okay. He thought, it can only be done like this. This shouldn’t be said to be the back of the neck pronunciation, this is not the empty station like the last time. , I hope that the troublesome fellow Mei Daizi will not hear that there are two sound sources.

　　 Conan stood in the bedroom and looked around, confirming that he couldn't see the place blocked by the sliding door on the right side of the balcony, and then shouted: "Uncle, what are you talking about? You said you know the murderer's tricks. I'll call the Megumi Police Department."

　　 After a while, the Megome police department brought a few troops down, and President Hanaoka, assistants, Tanaka, Ran, Yamazaki, and Mei Daizi also followed. The Mumu Police Department stood behind the balcony gate, the police stood behind him, and behind him were Ran, Yamazaki, and Mei Daizi.

　　Momo Police Department asked Maori: "Mora, brother, do you know who the murderer is?"

　　 "Yes," Conan hid behind the sliding door on the right side of the balcony and said in a very small voice to the bow tie, "The murderer of this incident is President Hanaoka."

　　Momemo Police Department asked: "Brother Maori, President Hanaoka was in the office, how did he come here to kill?"

"As long as there are fishing lines, nails and potted plants, you can do it no matter where President Hanaoka is." Conan said to the bow tie in a very small voice, "By the way, Megumi Police Department, by the way, prepare a bottle. Soy sauce and a cup of hot coffee."

"There is no problem preparing soy sauce and hot coffee," the police department Megome said, and then asked in a low voice, "but, brother Maori, why do you add soy sauce to your coffee now?" But this place is not big, so everyone can hear it. .

　　 Mei Daizi asked Lan: "Uncle, does he like to drink salty coffee?"

　　 "I haven't seen it before," Lan said.

　　 "Uh, this," Conan said helplessly into the bow tie in a very small voice, "Anyway, you'll know in a while."

Under the instructions of "Maori", the Megumi Police Department hung a fishing line with a bent nail on the doorbell, and then took the two ends of the fishing line to the balcony, and used the double-stranded fishing line in the balcony railing and balcony. Wrap one of the dummy around twice, spreading the force so that the doorbell won't be able to bear the weight of the person. Then tie the thread to a potted plant, rotate the potted plant to tighten the fishing line, put the dummy outside the railing, and cover it with a quilt, continue to tighten the fishing line, so that the flowerpot can hang in the balcony, and then tie it is good. Then ask a police officer to close the door after going out, move the bent nail that hooks the fishing line on the doorbell, and let the nail jam on the door.

"It turns out that the nails are bent to make it easier to take them off, so as not to cut the fingers from the fishing line falling on the human body," said the police department. "And according to this arrangement, no matter who opens the door, The fishing line will be loosened, and the body under the quilt will fall."

Conan said in a very small voice to the bow tie: "Of course the courier who opened the door was the courier arranged in advance by President Hanaoka. The courier came and opened the door at 2:35 pm at the time appointed by President Hanaoka. Let the dead Miss Choye fall."

　　 President Hanaoka said: "Mori detective, this technique is really interesting, but in this case, there should be fishing lines in the room."

"It's very simple, just use a soy sauce bottle." Conan said in a very low voice to the bow tie, "Megome Police Department, please pick up the lid of the drain pipe opening. Can you see the fishing line hanging on the broken flower pot? , Pull it up. Then you will know where the fishing line is going."

　　 Mumu Police Department Yiyan did it, pulling up a bottle of contact lens preservation solution, and a long fishing line entangled.

　　 "That's how it is," the Megumi Police Department said. Then follow the instructions of "Maori", take another piece of fishing line, pass through the lid of the drain nozzle, tie one end to the fishing line of the flowerpot, and the other end to the soy sauce bottle. Put the soy sauce bottle into the drain pipe and cover to drain The lid of the tube. Finally let the police officer outside the door push the door.

The police officer outside the door gently pushed the door, the nail on the door couldn't get stuck and the door was pulled in by the fishing line. The dummy, quilt, potted plant and soy sauce bottle on the balcony began to fall down at the same time, and the nail fell on the door. On the ground, the dummy and quilt outside the balcony fell downstairs, and the potted plant fell to pieces on the balcony. The first fishing line tied to the potted plant carried the soil and debris in the potted plant, and the other was tied to the soy sauce bottle. The second fishing line dragged towards the drain pipe, and finally entered the drain pipe’s cover completely invisible.

　　Momemo Police Department asked: "President Hanaoka?"

　　 President Hanaoka said, "Who knows how there are liquid bottles in the drain."

Conan said to the bow tie in a very small voice: "Memo Police Department, please ask the forensic staff to investigate the fishing line on the contact lens preservation bottle, and the corner of the apartment. The fishing line must be stained with the decoration materials of this apartment. , There are new scratches on the corners. These should be able to explain that President Hanaoka has used this technique."

　　Momemo Police Department immediately ordered the forensics personnel to do this. Soon after, a forensic officer came to report, initially confirming that the murderer had used the methods described by Maori detectives. At the same time, a police officer came to report but did not find Miss Choye's suicide note.

President Hanaoka said: "It doesn’t explain anything, Maori detective, I was talking on the phone with her when Chono jumped off the building, and it was her own phone call~www.readwn.com~ If you don’t believe me, you can check. Check the mobile phone on the balcony to see if it was on the fixed phone of our office at that time. And Tanaka also heard Choye's voice at that time."

"Ms. Choye's mobile phone was once brought to your office by you? President Hanaoka, you were in the bathroom of your office, and you used Ms. Choye's mobile phone to call your office. On the phone." Conan said in a very small voice to the bowtie, "And the voice of Miss Choye that Mr. Tanaka heard, I am afraid that you used the phone recording with Miss Choye's voice, and what you played was'Hey, I am Choyeizumi's words, so in order to prevent Mr. Tanaka from discovering the problem, you immediately came out of the bathroom."

　　 "That's true." Tanaka said, "I heard this sentence."

"You took the phone from Mr. Tanaka and spoke aloud to divert our attention to you. Besides, Miss Choye was about to jump off the building and moved our attention to the opposite side, thus creating a Miss Choye who was nearly 100 meters away. The scene of jumping downstairs in front of everyone." Conan said in a very small voice to the bowtie, "Later, while we were waiting for the police to come, you were mixed in the crowd holding umbrellas, and came up to Choye while we were not paying attention. The young lady’s mobile phone and her phone recordings are back here."

"What about the evidence? Detective Maori, what is the basis for these words?" President Hanaoka said, "I have never been here today. If it is a fingerprint, I have been here in Choye yesterday. The fingerprints are not strange at all."

　　At this time, a police officer came over with hot coffee, "Maori detective, the hot coffee you want."...