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“But thanks to this, we at least know the time when Mr. Niu Wa was attacked.”

Fuyuma looked at the broken hand, and the time above was frozen at ten and fifty.

“And on the right hand of the remains, the index finger seems to be pointing at something?” Officer Hirose wondered.

However, following the direction of the finger, everyone could only see the bamboo forest.

“Bamboo?” Kogoro guessed.

“It could be the death message he left us!” Hirose said seriously.

However, Fuyuma found that the most striking thing about the index finger was not the direction of the finger, but the blood stained on the tip of the finger.

Enjoy the strange blood stains rubbed from somewhere.

After seeing this blood stain, Dongma saw the small book next to the corpse, put on gloves and opened the book, but did not find any blood stains, obviously the blood stains on his fingers had nothing to do with this book.

But what made him feel strange was that a page in the middle of the book had been torn off, and not far behind the torn page, he saw a haiku that seemed to have been written by Usawa.

“Autumn is high and refreshing, and there is no worry in my life.”

It should be that in today’s sentence meeting, Niu Wa is going to use the chant sentence, and there seems to be nothing abnormal.

So after investigating the scene, everyone came to the Matsue City Police Station in Shimane Prefecture.

Everyone gathered in the conference room, and soon Fuyuma walked in with two Shimane police officers.

“Let everyone wait for a long time, I am An Lai of the Shimane Prefectural Police.” The tall Ann introduced himself.

Then he introduced the police officer next to him, “This is my assistant, Tsubaki.” ”

“Now let everyone gather together, in order to confirm to you what you are doing at ten and fifty o’clock at the time of the crime.”

“What does that mean?” Ando questioned loudly.

An Lai said in a good mood: “After I asked the police officer and Mr. Maori for verification, I found that all of you have a sufficient motive for killing. ”

“Anyway, the originally innocent people, with me and Uncle Maori here, no one will be able to frame you, so everyone can rest assured.” Fuyuma said.

Hearing this, everyone let down their guard a little.

So dentist Shiina took the lead and said, “At that time, I was thinking about the sentence of the Courtyard Art Museum, and there was a work called Deer Window, and I made a sentence based on that. ”

“Gods, gather here to see, the window of the deer.”

At the same time, Conan also came to the art museum, found a staff member of the art museum and asked: “Sister, have you seen this man come in the morning?” ”

Looking at the photo behind the continuous sentence in Conan’s hand, the staff quickly recognized Shiina.

“That guest I just remember, if memory serves, he was next to the fountain in the courtyard over there, said that the change had fallen and ran in!”

Following the guidance of the staff, Conan saw an English-style courtyard landscape.

“What time was it?” Conan asked.

“I remember, it must have been just after eleven…”

After saying thanks, Conan ran to the fountain, and after a careful search, he suddenly found strange marks on the lawn next to him.

Three dots that resemble three angles seem to have been inserted into the soil.

At the Matsue City Police Station, Yagisawa began to explain his situation.

“I was at Tsukizhaoji Temple, wasn’t there a huge turtle statue there? There was a mantis next to the image, so I said, ‘Next to the turtle, the praying mantis holds the axe high.'” It was exactly 10:05. ”

After that, Conan, who came to Tsukishōji Temple, inquired about where he was, and found a shrine abbot who could testify to him.

It was an old host with a long white beard, “Speaking of which, there was indeed a person there meditating at that time…”

“Remember what time it was?”

“I remember it was almost eleven.”

On the other side, Kawaguchi Misugi was at the samurai family residence of Shiomi Nawate, “I sat there in the lounge from ten o’clock until twelve, but there were no witnesses…”

“And what about the haiku you came up with?”

“The maple trees sway, like the direction of sunrise, and the autumn leaves fly.”

But Conan, who went to the scene, found that if he was sitting in the lounge, it should be impossible to see the red maple tree.

And in the end, it was naturally the turn of Ando-sensei as a referee.

She said she just wandered around and then went to the prefectural art museum, “but didn’t make haiku.” ”

“Why?”

“Because this time I said yes, everyone will make a sentence, and I will choose a sentence from the middle as the formal beginning of the sentence meeting.”

Unfortunately, after returning, Conan said that no one there remembered that Mr. Ando had been there.

“In other words, everyone is actually suspicious?” Fuyuma nodded.

“Well, it seems that if we are looking for a breakthrough, we have to think of other directions.” Conan said.

“Speaking of which, I just looked at the torn off page of the book, and the previous page was written on the stock code, right?” Fuyuma suddenly remembered.

“In other words, the page that was torn off is likely to be the conclusion reached after discussing with that person?” Conan was taken aback.

“That’s right, it looks like we’ve found at least one more day of new clues.” Saying that, Fuyuma called the manager of Tomonaga Toshio, who should be in Osaka at this time, through the business card he left yesterday.

“…… Is that so? Fuyuma asked.

“That’s right, he felt good at the time, so he wrote it down directly in the book.”

“Thank you.”

“So now, the materials are complete?” Conan looked at Fuyuma.

“That’s right, just wait for tomorrow’s consecutive sentences!” Fuyuma smiled and nodded.

“It’s all already dead, will it be held tomorrow?” Conan wondered.

“Of course, I just told Ando-sensei that tomorrow’s consecutive sentence meeting will be held as usual!”

Looking at the four people in the conference room at this time, Dongma smiled coldly.

“Tomorrow’s consecutive sentence meeting is the time to decide the winner or loser!” _

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