Conan’s Corpse Picker

After briefly distracted, the dedicated Otaki Police Department quickly returned their attention to the case in front of them.

After listening to Jiang Xia tell what happened, he looked at the many people present: "In other words, when the gunfire rang out on the other side of the river, everyone was here?"

A group of people nodded in unison.

"That's it." Otaki Police Department recorded while quietly breathing a sigh of relief: In this case, these people in front of them can be ruled out of suspicion first.

He looked across the river and ordered half of his subordinates: "You guys, follow me to the crime scene across the way."

…

"Are all the newlyweds dead?"

Looking at the bride's body lying quietly in the villa, Hattori Heiji sighed: "And they didn't die together, they died separately... This is too tragic."

Otaki Police Department: "..." As you say, wouldn't it be tragic to die together?

The young man's thoughts were always jumping around and difficult to understand. He shook his head and sighed: "This room is a bit small, and people can't squeeze in. You should go outside and take a look first."

Having seen everything there was to see in the room, the three detectives arrived outside the villa without staying any longer.

Hattori Heiji glanced at Jiangxia and was hesitating whether to tell him about the sniper incident. At this moment, Jiang Xia's eyes suddenly moved and fell somewhere.

"?" Hattori Heiji followed his gaze and suddenly found a faint reflection in the flower bed.

"Huh?" He approached in confusion, saw what was in the flower bed clearly, and said in surprise, "Gun? Uncle Otaki, come here quickly, there is a gun here!"

Jiang Xia, who was about to reach out, silently stopped: "..."

"Why is this gun a little weird?" Hattori Heiji didn't seem to notice the faint gaze next to him. He glanced down, put on his gloves and poked the gun handle, "What's hanging on it, bamboo wire?"

"Don't move! Let the police officers from the forensic department come!" Otaki Police Department heard Hattori Heiji's voice just now and hurried over. He held down the manipulative high school detective and whispered, "Didn't I already agree before I brought you out this time - we must learn from Jiang Xia and not tamper with the physical evidence at the scene."

Hattori Heiji: "...?" Learn from Jiang Xia? Are you sure? Why do I feel like he wants to touch this gun too.

However, feelings are just feelings after all and cannot be used as evidence.

Considering that the police officer next to him was one of the few who dared to take him on a mission, Hattori Heiji could only nod his head in frustration: "Next time, definitely next time."

…

as detectives surveyed the scene.

Wedding banquet venue.

After being screened by the police, most of the irrelevant guests had left.

At this time, the only people left in the wedding banquet hall were the family members who were close to the two deceased people, as well as the guests Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko.

The groom's uncle looked around, lowered his voice, and said to several of his relatives: "Although it is not appropriate to say this now, what will happen to the shares in Xiaoyou's hands after Xiaoyou's death? And if this matter spreads, The members will definitely be in panic, and the media will not know what they will write - we must find a way to stabilize the situation before the case spreads. "

The groom's sister sighed: "What else can be done? Xiaoyou has no children and his wife has passed away. The inheritance can only be divided between my mother and I."

Her husband said abruptly: "That's not necessarily the case."

"?" The groom's sister turned to look at him, "What do you mean?"

The husband pushed up his glasses, and a cold light flashed through them: "If it was Xiaoyu who was killed first, then his inheritance will be inherited by Miss Ito, and then Miss Ito dies... In other words, it may not be time to think about inheritance issues now. Not us, but the younger brother of the bride."

"?!" The groom's sister was stunned and couldn't believe it. "This is too ridiculous! The property passed down by my father was just given to an outsider? I don't accept it!"

Her husband patted her and said, "Whether you accept it or not, this is the law."

Groom’s sister: “But…!”

Just as he was talking, the door of the banquet hall opened with a creak, and the Otaki Police Department and several detectives walked in.

The tall bald police officer looked around and said to the people who stayed here: "We have carefully checked the whereabouts of all guests. Those guests who have alibi throughout the entire process have now gone back."

The groom's brother-in-law frowned: "What do you mean by this? Do you suspect that we are the ones who killed him?"

"Of course not." Otaki Police Department waved his hands repeatedly. Although he did think so in his heart, he couldn't say it directly. He said tactfully, "It's just that you are all direct relatives of the two deceased people. With you here, it will be more convenient for us to investigate the case."

Of course the groom's uncle understood the implication: "Since you just mentioned the alibi - when Miss Ito died, our group was all around Xiaoyou's body. It is impossible to go to the other side of the river with a gun to kill her. . At least she wasn’t killed by us.”

His daughter quickly continued what he said: "As for Xiaoyou, how could we kill him! He is our relative."

…

When the Otaki Police Department was busy looking for the murderer.

In some dark little program.

Another group of people who are also paying attention to this case are not paying attention here.

[Two died, the bride and groom are both dead! ] Chianti typed loudly, [So no one wins this time! Vodka, give me back your useless little black coin, and pay me two extra. ]

Vodka: "..." It's useless, you still want more? No!

"If Brother Gin didn't bet on the groom or the bride, I might consider it, but now..."

Vodka poked his finger, counted both the groom and the bride as correct answers, and announced the end of the game.

Chianti: [,! ]

Curacao, who was secretly observing the situation: "..."

She sighed with regret.

Vodka has been a civil servant for many years and knows how to divert the attention of angry people. Before Chianti swiped the screen, he tapped again and opened another plate - who is the murderer.

Sure enough, no one discussed what happened just now.

The words Chianti typed out became: [Why is Calvados in the options? What do you mean, kid! - He is not crazy, it is impossible for him to have nothing to do and run to shoot a consortium owner. Besides, the murder weapon is a pistol, not a sniper rifle. ]

Cohen suddenly bubbled: [Calvados also has a lot of pistols. ]

Chianti was silent for a while: [Shut up! Which side are you on? If you continue to speak up for him, you'll be kicked out of our sniper camp! ]

Cohen said nothing.

Vodka pushed his sunglasses and snorted: As a senior researcher who has studied Uzo's behavior for many months, he deliberately gave this option, which was certainly not aimless, but the result of careful consideration.