Conan’s Corpse Picker

Jiang Xia glanced in the direction of the locker room: "Just as the other detective demonstrated just now, when you and Mr. Ohba were kissing, he put one hand behind your neck and pressed your ear hard. And his other hand..."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the elevator button: "He pressed the door opening button here. The pre-lubricated door silently opened behind you, and Mr. Ohba used his free right hand to draw a gun and shoot while you were indulging in intimacy, killing the president who was standing in the elevator at the time.

"The time of the shooting was deliberately set at the moment when the commemorative cocktail party was held. The cheers at the cocktail party and the sound of the unfolded paper salutes can well cover up the sound of the silencer gun and the movement of the body falling to the ground.

"And if the elevator door is not operated for more than a period of time, it will automatically close, hiding the body in this VIP elevator that few people take. When you come to your senses after the kiss, you will see an ordinary elevator."

Tatsumi Sakurako's pupils trembled when she heard it. She instinctively wanted to refute, but she felt that these words seemed to make sense. Once the matter was revealed, the details that were ignored at the time seemed to become clear in my mind again.

Minister Ohba saw that the situation was not good, and snorted coldly: "You have a good imagination, but no matter how much you like to make up stories, you should respect the facts."

He strode forward and gestured the speed of the elevator: "When Sakurako and I kissed, more than a minute had passed since the president got on the elevator. This time was long enough for the president to take the elevator back downstairs. Even if I really took the opportunity to press the elevator door, I would only face an empty elevator-the president is not a fool, how could he stand there waiting for me to kill him, your reasoning is simply untenable!"

Jiang Xia looked at him: "President Tatsumi will indeed not wait there to be murdered by you, but if you change the reason, he will not mind waiting in the elevator for a while.

"--You suggested to the president in advance that he pretend to be unwell and leave early, but actually suddenly appear at the cocktail party wearing commemorative clothes to give the employees a surprise.

"Whether the employees thought it was a surprise or not, the president readily accepted this very interesting idea. So he took the elevator alone, using the excuse that he was not feeling well, and did not press other floors. Instead, he quietly waited in the elevator, waiting for you, the accomplice, to bring him the souvenir clothes.

"The reason why the deceased's clothes had signs of being undone was because he was preparing to change clothes at that time. It's just a pity that what the president waited for was not a loyal employee who came to him with souvenir clothes, but a fatal bullet."

"I see!" Inspector Megure had doubts but could not get a word in. When he heard this, he suddenly felt that everything made sense. "When the elevator arrives at a new floor and before opening the door, it will make a 'ding' sound like a reminder, but if it has been parked on this floor, then even if someone outside presses the door closing button, it will not have another reminder before opening the door... No wonder Miss Tatsumi was not startled by similar sounds at the time of the crime."

"How is it possible? Mr. Ohba would never do that! "Tatsumi Sakurako turned to look at Ohba Satoru expectantly, and then was slightly stunned by the other's expression, "...uh, you won't, right."

"Ah? Yes, of course." Ohba Satoru took a deep breath, looked forward to a happy life with a beautiful wife in his arms and a large inheritance, and said firmly, "Don't forget, I don't have any reaction to gunpowder! If it is true as you said, I must have been stained with gunpowder splashed after the shooting, but the police clearly didn't detect it just now, which is the ironclad evidence that I am not the murderer! "

Jiang Xia thought of the big pink star frog that was so eye-catching, and raised his hand to press his eye sockets: "This has to start with the mascot that you favored so much-"

He turned his head and looked behind Ohba Satoru.

Ohba Satoru was startled and looked over suspiciously. When he saw what was behind him, his face suddenly changed.

-The big pink frog with a peculiar aesthetic that not many people were willing to approach was actually carried over by two policemen.

When the frog landed, Jiang Xia walked over. He put on the gloves purchased with the organization's funds, squatted down and helped the police to click open one of the frog's eyes.

The black and white plastic eye tilted to the side, revealing a black and white thing inside-there was a wrinkled plastic bag inside, and inside the plastic bag was a black glove. In addition, there were several light yellow rubber bands scattered next to the glove.

"This is the tool you use to avoid the gunpowder reaction. "Jiang Xia handed these things to the forensic police officer next to him, and then looked at Ohba Satoru with a livid face again:

"You put the gun and gloves into the plastic bag in turn, and then tied the bag with a rubber band, so that it was made into a 'gun glove' that was easy to wear.

"Before the elevator door opened, you reached into this unique glove and held the handle of the gun. As soon as the elevator door opened, you immediately used it to shoot the president who appeared in the door.

"The gun smoke produced by the shooting was blocked by the plastic bag and did not splash on you. The shell also fell into it and did not need to be recovered specially.

"Wearing such a thing on your hand is certainly eye-catching, but you have already considered this point. Before the incident, you dimmed the light in front of the elevator on the grounds that 'the darker the corridor is, the more conducive it is for the surprise appearance of the president wearing a mascot suit'. In this way, even if you recover the gun a little slower, it will not be noticed by Miss Tatsumi who was present at the time."

Jiang Xia looked at Tatsumi Sakurako's neck again: "He gave you this necklace tonight because it would allow you to go to the bathroom to adjust it. While you were wearing the necklace to touch up your makeup, Mr. Ohba took the opportunity to throw the gun into the garbage channel near the handwashing machine, and it fell into the garbage collection point underground."

Inspector Megure was very happy, and he felt that he smelled the smell of getting off work. He said to his subordinates: "Check the fingerprints on this plastic bag immediately! As for you..."

He turned to Mr. Ohba and was about to seriously ask this guy to go back to the Metropolitan Police Department with him to cooperate in the investigation. However, when he looked closely, he found that the murderer was actually laughing.

Inspector Megure was stunned for a moment: "What are you laughing at?"

"Even if there are my fingerprints on the plastic bag, can it prove that I am the murderer?" Ohba Satoru had a hunter's pleasure, leisurely harvesting his own prey. He turned to one of the male members, "There are not only my fingerprints on the plastic bag, but also yours, right?"

The male member was stunned at first, and then broke out in a cold sweat: "That's true, but, but I didn't kill anyone!"

Inspector Megure realized that something was wrong, he frowned and asked the passerby who suddenly appeared: "What's going on, are you his accomplice?"