Conan’s Corpse Picker

At the dinner party that day, the Henggou Police Department was so angry that he left his brother to pay the bill and left: The police are the police, how can they rely on detectives to solve the case? Do you still call the police?

...Unexpectedly, this detective came to him now.

...Is this guy really able to solve the case so quickly?

The Henggou Police Department was staring at Jiang Xia tangledly. Suddenly, two police officers from the Forensic Division at the table said to him: "Police Department, a toxic reaction has been detected here!"

"Really?" Henggou Police Department came to their senses and strode over, "Where are they?"

Forensic Bureau police officer: "There is no toxin reaction in the food, but there are potassium cyanide residues on the deceased's chopsticks, dinner plates, and wet wipes."

He pointed to the wet wipe: "Especially that."

"That's it. It seems that the toxin was not transferred through the plates on the round table, but someone directly applied it to the deceased's tableware." The Henggou Police Department felt that the suspect had been identified, so he turned around and asked a few questions Witness, "Who are the people sitting on either side of the deceased?"

"It's me." A person he didn't want to see spoke up. Jiang Xia came out and said, "I was sitting on his right hand side."

Henggou Police Department: "..."

Although he had some objections to this detective who was suspected of being a delinquent but was said to be an enthusiastic citizen, considering the other's excellent record and his lack of interaction with the deceased as a passerby, the Henggou Police Department did not think he would be the murderer.

Then the identity of the murderer seems clear: "Who is sitting on the other side of the murderer?"

A small hand rose from below the field of vision.

Conan raised his hand and said, "It's me. I was sitting on the left side of the dead uncle."

Henggou Police Department: "..."

His eyes wandered back and forth between Jiang Xia and Conan, and finally stopped at Jiang Xia.

"The murderer is indeed your boy." Henggou Police Department sighed. As a criminal police officer, although he does not encounter as many cases as his colleagues in Tokyo, he has also experienced many murder cases. At this time, clues were piling up, and in his mind, a series of situations had already taken shape:

"You first poison your own wet wipes, and then take the opportunity to swap the poisoned wipes with the deceased's wet wipes - people usually put the wet wipes on the side of their dominant hand, and the deceased's dominant hand happens to be On your side. It's easy to change his towel.

"If the deceased wanted to eat Peking duck, he had to wipe his hands with a wet wipe before taking the burrito. In this way, his hands would be stained with a lot of potassium cyanide, and he would be poisoned and die while eating - that's right. "

Conan's eyes twitched slightly: "..." It's you! He dared to identify the murderer without even finding the basic motive. If you ask me, Jiang Xia's murder motive is not as rich as mine.

Upstairs, there was a person who was quietly happy.

Vodka almost laughed out loud, but he quickly recovered and covered his mouth to prevent the sound from disturbing the people below.

Vodka: "..." Calm down, it's not the time to be silly yet, compared to this... Why is this situation happening now?

What tricks is that boy Uzuo playing again?

"When something goes wrong, there must be a monster." Vodka stopped calling Chianti and Cohen and thought carefully:

"Think about it carefully, it's just the police officer who has raised suspicions, and Uzo has a hundred ways to ruin his rough reasoning on the spot. If I really call two guys with sniper rifles right now... "Chianti and Cohen may never come back, and worse, if they fall into the hands of the police alive, I, the main culprit of the leak, may also be blamed."

Thinking about the consequences, Vodka was forced to calm down as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it.

"Don't worry, let's take a look first." Vodka took a deep breath, put down his phone, and tried to keep himself as calm as a senior Wu expert, "I won't move if the enemy can't stand me. I want to see what this kid is playing. Tricks!”

Downstairs lobby.

Although the Henggou Police Department was making serious deductions, none of his subordinates took this matter seriously.

My boss has been dissatisfied with the detective for more than a day or two, and now he is probably talking angrily again.

Instead of following him around to arrest Jiang Xia, it is better to look for other clues at the scene, ask Mr. Jiang Xia to help find the real culprit early, and get off work early - the Tokyo police talk about the crime-solving machine every day, who among the colleagues does not want to experience it ? They haven't had dinner yet.

"Police department!" After searching like this, we found some new clues. The young police officer pointed to the deceased's jeans, "Look, there is a strange wet mark on his thigh near the knee. It looks very sticky, and it doesn't look like... water."

"Huh?" Any abnormality at the crime scene cannot be easily ignored. The Henggou Police Department suspended its suspicion of Jiang Xia, walked over and took a closer look, wondering, "What is this..."

Mao Lilan pressed her dizzy head and walked over to take a look. Suddenly, her expression became embarrassed: "That... should be tonight's pimple soup. When I was sitting next to the deceased Mr. I accidentally knocked over his porridge bowl, so some porridge fell on his lap."

"So that's it...huh? Wait, you're sitting next to him?" Henggou Police Department suddenly realized something was wrong, "Didn't you just say that the people sitting next to the deceased were Jiang Xia and that little kid!"

Suzuki Atomic snorted and said dissatisfied: "Who makes you so impatient? Before we finished talking, you began to doubt Jiang Xia - although when the deceased fell, Conan and Jiang Xia were sitting next to him, but in the We changed seats once before that.”

Ran Maoli nodded. As the person who changed seats, she remembered it more clearly: "After we entered the store, we received an invitation from the deceased to share a table, so we sat at the same table with them.

"At that time, several of us who knew each other were sitting together, but the deceased wanted to persuade me and inserted himself between me and Jiang Xia.

"After a while, Conan suddenly squeezed in between me and the deceased...so in the end, we ended up sitting like this."

"..."

Inspector Yokomizo tapped his forehead, and several little people began to squeeze back and forth in his mind, eventually forming a messy table.

He shook his head to get rid of the brain-twisting picture and asked, "Who was the other person sitting next to the deceased before the seat change?"

"It was me." The screenwriter came over after hearing this and pushed his glasses. "But I wasn't that close to him at the beginning - it was after Ms. Maori and the others came to share the table that the distance between us narrowed, so I was forced to sit next to that annoying guy."

Inspector Yokomizo's mind became even more confused about the seating arrangement. His eyes twitched slightly and he asked with a headache, "Who were the first two people to sit next to the deceased?"