Coroner Coroner

That's the proof.

The saliva stains on the soles are irrefutable evidence for the murderer.

Mr. Shimoda was sweating profusely, his eyes dodged, and he almost collapsed.

But in fact, Lin Xinyi was even more nervous than him at this time.

Because of the evidence he just mentioned, the little leather shoe with the murderer's saliva stain...

Most likely it's gone.

The only information Lin Xinyi had was the file.

And although there are a large number of on-site photos attached to the file, they are extremely detailed, and even suspected of wasting film.

But the description of the case is very brief.

It can be seen that the attitude of the investigators at that time was perfunctory.

Perfunctorily, the only on-site evidence registered and preserved in the file is a hanging rope.

As for the deceased's personal belongings, including the leather shoe, that should have been registered and kept together...

They all followed Minako's body, and were taken back by the family members on the same day.

Because Minako's death was closed as "suicide".

The family members did not doubt this result at all. Apart from grief, they did not want to see their daughter being "disgracefully" stripped of her clothes after her death.

So they took them back directly from the Metropolitan Police Department, including their clothes.

And the family members are so "emotionally stable", so the Metropolitan Police Department naturally doesn't care.

The investigators didn't consider that there might be another mystery behind the case at all, or in other words, they didn't want to think about it.

Therefore, the Metropolitan Police Department asked the family members to take away the body without even thinking about it. Not only did they not undergo an autopsy and autopsy, but they did not keep their clothes, which may be crucial evidence.

"Is that leather shoe still there?"

Regarding this question, Lin Xinyi had no idea at all.

They may have been cremated with the corpse.

Even if it is not cremated, it may irreparably contaminate the evidence of saliva stains on the soles of shoes if left at home if not properly preserved.

In other words, he found the evidence, but couldn't get it out.

That's why Lin Xinyi said in front of Conan and Mao Lilan that he had to gamble on luck to solve this case.

His bet is that Mr. Shimoda will not be able to insist on pleading guilty.

As long as Shimoda can defeat Shimoda's psychological defenses and make a detailed confession in front of the witnesses and Lin Xinyi's secretly turned on recorder, the case can be successfully solved.

It is for this purpose that Lin Xinyi has been acting so aggressive.

He worked hard to create an image of an inscrutable "master" for himself, in order to make Shimoda feel that he has nowhere to hide in front of him:

"Don't be stubborn!"

"The evidence is in front of us. Whether the No. 2 murderer is you or not, you can get the result after the identification."

"If you plead guilty now, it can still be regarded as surrender, which can barely mitigate your crime."

"When I invite you to the Metropolitan Police Department tomorrow, Kesouyan has identified that your DNA matches the saliva spots on the physical evidence, and it will be too late."

Lin Xinyi gave Shimoda an ultimatum.

And here is his own ultimatum:

After such a set of combos, if Shimoda hasn't been frightened to the point of collapse, then he will really be useless.

Just like that, under Lin Xinyi's calm on the surface, but infinitely dignified eyes on the inside...

Shimoda-sensei seems to be breaking down.

He lowered his head deeply, and grabbed the hair on his head with both hands, as if showing off his hair with strong roots and abundant volume.

It might be physical pain, it might be psychological heaviness, every muscle in his face twisted and twitched.

It seems to be wearing a mask of pain, accompanied by a song at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Are you going to succeed..."

Lin Xinyi quietly held his breath.

The same is true of Yonehara-sensei.

She was still holding the fruit knife in her hand.

Like everyone present, the knife in her hand seemed to be waiting for an answer.

And finally, in this deathly silence, Shimoda-sensei slowly raised his head:

"No...not right."

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely ferocious:

"I remember now…"

"When I went to attend the farewell ceremony for Minako's body, I clearly saw that Minako in the coffin was wearing the clothes she wore on the day she died."

"In other words, the leather shoes you mentioned should be cremated along with her body in the funeral home!"

"What evidence...the evidence is long gone!"

"You can't prove anything, Lin Xinyi!!"

A moment of silence.

"You fucking have the guts to go to Minako's funeral?!"

Lin Xinyi couldn't hold back his curse words.

A nameless fire surged from the bottom of my heart.

He even instinctively wanted to take out the fugu poison needle that he carried with him, and let the bastard know how to write dead words.

No... calm down, must be calm.

Without evidence, nothing can be proved.

This principle must be kept in mind when handling cases. Public officials are not vigilantes, and lynching must never be used.

Lin Xinyi suppressed his emotions and tried hard to regain his rationality.

And just then...

Yonehara-sensei stood up with a snap.

She was still holding the fruit knife in her hand, but the apple that hadn't been peeled for a few minutes fell to the ground with a bang.

The sound of the apple falling to the ground was not loud, but it seemed extremely frightening.

Almost everyone knows what Mr. Yonehara is going to do.

Including Shimoda, who was unprepared and unaware of this before.

Because he clearly saw that the flickering fruit knife stood coldly in front of him.

And Akiko Yonehara's glance at him was no longer calm as before, but so cold, sharp and murderous.

"You, you are the one who killed Sugiyama?!"

Shimoda finally reacted.

There was a bone-chilling chill in his heart, as if the cold sweat was about to freeze into frost.

He could feel that Akiko Yonehara wanted to kill him.

"This..." Lin Xinyi finally recovered from his anger.

He realizes that he needs to stop Yonehara-sensei from making another mistake.

So, he subconsciously turned his attention to Belmode:

Belmode is the closest to Mr. Yonehara, and has been monitoring Mr. Yonehara's movements, which reassures Lin Xinyi.

But now, this insurance measure in Lin Xin's eyes...

But no action at all.

Belmode seemed to react slower than Lin Xinyi.

She was obviously sitting next to Mr. Yonehara, but Mr. Yonehara stood up and raised the knife now, but she was still sitting there in a "melancholy" manner.

Judging by the pale and vivid expression on her face, she really looked like an ordinary urban woman who was frightened by an unexpected situation.

"You?!" Lin Xinyi's expression froze.

He could see that Belmode had no intention of stopping Yonehara-sensei at all.

And Belmode, whom he had high hopes for and who was the closest to Akoko Yonehara, did not move at all, and his reaction was half a beat slower, separated by such a long distance.

It is impossible to stop it.

Akiko Yonehara raised the knife high.

Another hand held Shimoda who was frightened and stupid, and pushed him back.

Shimoda is like a pig being pinned on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered. It was just a matter of smearing its neck with a knife and letting the blood out.

"asshole!"

Akiko Yonehara shouted angrily.

No one could stop her, and the blade in her hand fell.

"what--"

Shimoda let out a piercing scream.

The screams lingered endlessly, continuously.

until…

Until everyone present, including him, saw clearly:

The knife never hit him.