Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

Late, 10:33.

Bai Ma Tan went to knock on the door of the male resident upstairs to confirm a small detail.

Afterwards, apart from the landlady, the male residents upstairs also came to Machishima Suzu's house.

Oda Kirito had already fallen asleep, and heard Mu Mushisan's phone call saying that the murderer was not himself, so he didn't plan to run over again.

As for Shimizu Reiko...

"She doesn't need to notify," Chi Feichi whispered to Bai Matan, "Anyway, she is not the murderer."

"Huh?" Tan Baima was a little surprised, and whispered, "But at that time..."

"It has nothing to do with the case itself, just let the police confirm it afterwards." Chi Feichi said in a low voice.

"I said Brother Chi..." Conan moved closer to the two of them, raised his head and looked at Chi Feichi seriously for a long time, then suddenly bared his teeth and smiled, gloating, "You also have a day to hide from others?"

Chi Feichi was silent, he would rather take the blame.

It's really not a good thing to be noticed by Reiko Shimizu.

Especially in his current situation, as long as Shimizu Reiko is interested in the people on their side and does something with him, maybe the organization will notice.

And Reiko Shimizu's character is very suitable for the organization.

As long as Shimizu Reiko is noticed, there is a high chance of being able to sneak into the organization, so it is not a good thing for a vicious woman to be in the organization. If she is appreciated by that person again, it will be difficult for him to get rid of it.

This unstable and dangerous woman is like a time bomb, Belmode is enough.

He wants to put an end to all unstable factors, and resolutely block the possibility of Reiko Shimizu getting into the plot in advance!

"Then I know," Tan Baima smiled, and went to communicate with Mumu Shisan without further questioning, "Officer Mumu, Miss Shimizu doesn't need to inform, this case has nothing to do with her, I will go to her tomorrow Just confirm with the Metropolitan Police Department.”

Mu Mu Shisan looked at the time, "That's okay, it's already so late, since she's not the murderer, there's no need to find her..."

"Officer Mu, Mumu!" Gao Mushe ran upstairs panting, put on gloves on both hands, leaned on his knees with one hand, bent over to pant, and lifted up the large evidence bag in his right hand, "I found it." ! Blood-stained plastic sheeting, tape-taped ropes, and leaking hydrogen balloons..."

"Oh?" Mu Mu Thirteen turned to look at the evidence bag curiously.

"Then, let me first explain the mystery about the disappearance of the plastic sheet," Bai Ma Tan walked to the entrance and looked up at the ceiling of the living room, "First..."

It was still a trap of rope and murder weapon.

First, cover the guitar with a plastic sheet, tie one end of the headstock with a rope, tie a slipknot, fix it on the ceiling with tape, and then pull it out of the window. Both ends are tied with hydrogen balloons, and then the rope at the end of the piano is pulled up, fixed on the ceiling, and fixed with the other rope and general adhesive tape...

When demonstrating the technique, of course, it cannot be performed at the place where the technique was originally performed. Baima chose the ceiling on the other side of the house to demonstrate.

The guitar used was also bought by a policeman.

"After that, just pull this rope lightly..."

Bai Ma Tan said, pulling the rope in his hand, and the tape on the back of the guitar was torn off with a slight pull.

The headstock of the entire guitar was still hung by the rope, but because the tail was not fixed by the tape, it swung an arc from the ceiling, smashed it, and hit the wall.

Above the headstock, there is no tape to fix the end of the piano, and the tape that sticks the rope to the ceiling cannot support the weight of the entire guitar. After the guitar hits the wall, it immediately falls to the ground.

The slipknot that had been attached to the headstock was pulled, and the flimsy plastic slipped off before the guitar hit the ground.

The hydrogen balloon outside the window was blown by the wind casually, and the rope, plastic sheeting, and tape stuck to the rope were all dragged out of the window and flew away...

"Just calculate the wind direction and speed in this area between 3:00 and 4:00 this afternoon, and ask Police Officer Takagi to look for it along the road, and you can find hydrogen balloons, plastic sheets, ropes and tapes," Baima looked at Takagi. With the evidence bag in his hand, he looked up at the ceiling again, "There are still traces of adhesive tape on the wooden ceiling near the entrance..."

The traces left by this method are indeed obvious.

Mu Mu Shisan looked up and saw some traces.

"So, who would do this?" Takagi was puzzled, "Using this method is usually to create an alibi?"

"Sure enough, Brother Toshiya is the most suspicious," Mitsuhiko touched his chin and thought about it, "Just prepare this trick, and when you arrive in Shibuya, call Miss Machijima and ask her to go to the door... Uh, no, he If you're not in this room, you can't pull the rope that activates this trick, and you can't kill people at all..."

"Could it have used cats and other animals?" Yuan Tai guessed, "Tie a rope to the cat in advance, and when the cat ran out of the window, the rope was pulled..."

"Who would use that kind of unstable killing method?" Conan was speechless, "If the cat ran out of the window and the guitar fell down before Miss Machijima came out of the bathroom, Miss Machishima would not only be fine, but would also notice If someone wants to harm himself, call the police and let the police investigate, right?"

"That's right..." Yuan was too confused.

"Are there any fingerprints left on the plastic cloth or tape?" Mu Mu Shisan turned to ask Gao Mushe.

Takagi nodded immediately, "There is nothing on the tape, but there are several fingerprints on the plastic sheet besides Ms. Machijima's fingerprints, which are consistent with the fingerprints provided by the upstairs resident Mr. Shanshi at the Metropolitan Police Department..."

Mu Mushisan suddenly turned to look at the male resident upstairs.

Chi Feichi was watching the fun, his thoughts wandering.

He was already sure that there was no such case.

Judging from the cause, it was because he got to know Oda Kirito, and pulled Oda Kirito to start a company, so Machishima Suzu felt that Oda Kirito was also a traitor and harbored resentment.

Afterwards, he miraculously asked the Detective Boys to investigate the threatening letter at this juncture, which involved Conan, allowing Conan and the Detective Boys to obtain clues that the police did not have.

However, he is really not entrusted by God...

The operating rules of this world are very interesting, but it hurts my friends a bit.

Inadvertently leading the elementary school student of death to trigger a certain point, ranging from farce to life.

In addition, what is also interesting is that the names of the deceased and suspects have piled up again this time.

The deceased were Machishima, Shimizu, and Odagiri. In addition, the surname of the male tenant was Yamashi, and the surname of the landlady was Oya.

Machishima, Shimizu, Yamaishi, Odagiri, Oya...

A group can form a picture scroll of a pastoral family. Although most of the Japanese surnames are from a certain place, there are no random surnames such as 'Kujo', 'Xiaoxiang', 'Gao Chang', and 'Saruto'. It is also quite amazing. .

In addition, adding a "pond" to the picture of a pastoral family is not obtrusive. Once again, he can form a "group" with the deceased and the suspect. Chi is such a versatile surname.

(#-.-)

While Chi Feichi's thoughts were racing, a group of people were still concentrating on discussing the case.

Ayumi doubted, "If you say that, the uncle is indeed very suspicious. The hydrogen balloon is floating outside the window. You will worry that the uncle who lives on the upper floor will see it? Don't worry, then there is only the murderer himself."

"No, it's not me!" The male resident quickly explained, "Because sometimes Miss Machijima makes too much noise, I don't open the windows recently, and even draw the curtains. When you come to my house, the curtains are also closed. Pulled it on, didn't it?"

"The murderer is indeed not Mr. Shanshi. If it was him, he could do something in his room and kill Ms. Machishima as his alibi," White Horse explored. Mr. Shanshi’s habits, knowing that Mr. Shanshi has not opened the curtains recently, he prepared this technique, and to prepare this technique, he needs to stay at Miss Machijima’s house for a long time.”

"So..." Mu Mu Shisan looked at the landlady's house.

As a landlord, is it not strange to know the recent habits of residents?

"It's not me either!" The landlady sweated and said hastily, "Although she drove away my tenants, I have my own job and the economy is not very tight, so there is no need to kill anyone!"

"Who would think too much money..." Yuan Tai glanced at the landlady.

"Also, if the agreed time to collect the rent is not 4 o'clock, but earlier," Takagi touched his chin, "then, Ms. Oya can come to this building to meet Ms. Machijima When they met, the two had an argument at around 3:30 p.m., which was heard by the upstairs resident, Mr. Yamaishi. After that, Ms. Machishima left Ms. Oshima in the living room to take a bath by herself. After taking a bath, she was killed by this method It's..."

Mu Mushisan was thoughtful, "The only one who can make Ms. Machishima leave the guests to take a bath is you as a woman and a relative."

"Probably because you think that as long as the police can't find plastic sheets in your belongings, you won't be suspected, so you prepared this method?" Mitsuhiko said seriously.

"It's really not me!" The landlady wanted to cry but had no tears.

"The murderer is not Ms. Dawu," Conan interjected, "In fact, there is a person who can arrange this trick, and must do it..."

"Oh?" Mu Mu Thirteen recalled in doubt.

For this method, the murderer had to be in Machishima Suzu's room at the time.

At the time of the incident, Oda Kiritoshi also had an alibi in Shibuya.

Reiko Shimizu called the deceased from her landline at home at 3:00 p.m., and she couldn’t make it to set up her tricks in an hour. You can't communicate anymore. In the final analysis, it's just an extension of the landline phone. At most, you can make calls while you're nearby.

If it wasn't these two people... who else? Who are they ignoring?

Conan said firmly, "That's Ms. Machishima herself!"

White Horse Detective: "..."

Didn't this kid say that he doesn't reason?

Still grabbing the most crucial sentence, don't you want to lose face?

Chi Feichi watched the fun from the sidelines. He didn't believe that Conan could bear it at all, so he added it into the reasoning...

"But, but..." Takagi She was surprised.

"The reason why I prepared this technique is because Ms. Machijima can't hit the back of her head with a guitar. Even if the guitar is hung up, it will leave a rope on the scene, so that people can see through the technique at a glance," Conan said, "On the contrary, if the scene Without the blood-stained plastic sheet, the police will believe she was assaulted after getting out of the shower."

Takagi stroked his chin and said, "Then, just ask the nearby place that sells hydrogen balloons, and ask Miss Machijima if she has been there today..."

"No," Tan Bai walked towards the bookcase, looking at the iron rod on the bookcase, "the hydrogen balloon should have been bought by Ms. Machijima herself a few days ago."

"Anyone who knows the situation in this room can also use the hydrogen balloon in the room to complete this technique," Conan continued. "This cannot be used as evidence to determine Miss Machijima's suicide."

To overturn the inference of 'suicide', it is enough to find traces of homicide, but if you want to overturn the inference of 'homicide', in order to release the murderer, you need decisive evidence, and the police will close the case with 'suicide'.

"However, there is also conclusive evidence that can prove that Ms. Machijima committed suicide instead of homicide..." Detective Baima took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, and said to the other side, "Let's get started."