Corpse collector in Conan

Conan frowned and looked at Dr. Ida - he actually discovered this.

Combined with just now, after Ida Xiong was reminded that "the button is loose", he suddenly reached out to wipe the button...

Conan couldn't help but clicked his tongue in regret: It was probably when Ida Xiong killed the deceased, the deceased struggled to loosen his buttons.

In other words, the button originally had the fingerprint of the deceased on it, but now it has been wiped off.

"..." I really shouldn't have been so quick to speak just now... Conan couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Next to him, Date Hang was suddenly pointed out the color of his clothes and froze slightly.

But soon, he said calmly: "Yes, I do like dark blue and black. What's the problem? There are many people in the station wearing coats of this color."

He looked calm. But next to him, Dr. Sato suddenly thought of something.

He secretly glanced at Ida Xiong, and soon there was a cold sweat on his forehead, so he had to take out a handkerchief and keep wiping it.

Conan saw it with sharp eyes and immediately said, "Uncle, you are sweating a lot."

"Ah, ah?" Dr. Sato was startled, obviously feeling guilty, and said hesitantly, "Uncle is fat, and he usually sweats easily..."

"Huh, Sato, there's nothing to hide." Ida Xiong next to him looked confident.

He looked at Dr. Sato and said calmly: "Just tell them - you were sweating just now because you suddenly remembered that Dr. Utsumi and I had an argument yesterday, so you think I have a motive for murder, right?"

Before Dr. Sato could speak, he thought to himself again: "But as far as I know, that guy Utsumi has offended a lot of people. If you really think about it, I am far from the only one with murderous motives."

"Really?" When the high school detective heard this, he suddenly spoke and asked rigorously, "Who else is there? Make a list and we will check them one by one."

"..." Ida Xiong was choked: how did he know who else was there? He just felt that Dr. Utsumi was quite skillful in blackmailing him, so he guessed that this guy was a habitual criminal. And now, when I asked him to point out a specific person, he really couldn't point it out... Tsk, a cunning detective actually used this method to detect lies.

Idaxiong had no choice but to save his face, raised his chin, and pretended to be a hero: "This is the privacy of those who share the same disease as me, and I will never tell you!"

"..." Jiang Xia seemed to see his weakness and looked away without interest.

When the railway police officer saw Jiang Xia suddenly stopped asking, he thought that the young detective didn't bother to talk to such a nonsense person.

So he asked himself: "Okay, then you should at least tell us the reason why you and Utsumi quarreled - why did the deceased 'offend' you?"

Ida Xiong curled his lips: "It's not because he always spreads rumors that I took kickbacks from the drugstore. It's simply nonsense."

He didn't talk much about this, and quickly led the topic elsewhere, looking at Jiang Xia: "With so many questions, are you suspecting that the murderer is me? Don't forget, I have been on the Beigang Line, in the same car with you - —How could I go to the Nanchuan Line to kill someone?"

Jiang Xia looked at his calf and gained some motivation again.

He turned to Dr. Sato, who was more likely to spill the beans: "It should be Dr. Date's decision to take the Kitaoka Line. Speaking of which, why did you quarrel and separate?"

Dr. Sato said cautiously: "Because it was Date who bought the ticket, after getting on the train, I planned to give him my share of the ticket money, but he refused to accept it. I pushed back a few times, and he became angry. .”

"In this case, Dr. Date actually has plenty of time to commit the crime. After all, not long after he got on the bus, he quarreled with Dr. Sato and then left our sight." Jiang Xia said abruptly, "As long as he gets in at the Chaoshan Station where he is transiting Take another bus, kill someone, and then get off at the terminal just now, pretending that you just got off this bus."

Ida Xiong seemed to have been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

He sneered, touched his bag proudly, and slapped out a train schedule: "You see clearly! Although both cars stopped at Chaoshan Station, the Nanchuan Line where the deceased was on left the station at 6 p.m. The Beigang Line we took didn't arrive at the station until 6:05, and the Nanchuan Line has always been faster since then. How could I possibly catch up with the bus that left five minutes earlier and kill someone?"

The railway police officer couldn't help but glance at him: "...You are very familiar with train timetables."

"So what." Ida Xiong seemed to realize that he had many flaws, so he simply ignored him and chewed up his alibi, "Anyway, I never went to that train!"

The evidence and clues are all there.

Jiang Xia lowered his head and looked at his watch, and then listened to the feedback from the ghost fetuses following the tattoos.

Finding that Gin Jiu was waiting impatiently outside, his murderous aura seemed to have reached the threshold and did not continue to climb. Jiang Xia regretfully started to fast forward:

"The train travels five minutes ahead of time, so it's really hard to catch up. However, if the train doesn't actually leave at 6 o'clock, but is delayed, you can get on the train smoothly.

"Before we arrive at Asakayama Station on the Kitaoka Line, we need to call the station and say that something very important has been forgotten on the Nanchuan Line where the deceased was at that time, and ask the station attendant to keep it for him. In this way, the station attendant can find it in order to find it. That non-existent 'lost property' can only postpone the departure.

"So when our bus arrived at the station at 6:05 p.m., the Nanchuan Line had not yet departed.

"After you quarreled with Dr. Sato, you 'angrily' left the car you were in, arrived at the place closest to the platform overpass, and put on your disguise. As soon as the car stopped at Chaoshan Station, you immediately rushed to the Nanchuan Line and got stuck. Take the time to get into that car. Then start poisoning your colleagues.

"Then we just need to take off the disguise, put the coat back on the black side, get off the car and blend in with the crowd, and when we arrive at the station, pretend to get off the same car as us."

The railway police officer glanced at Dateo and was surprised by his boldness. He turned to the station attendant: "Go and confirm the actual itinerary of the train on the Nanchuan Line today!"

…

Not long after, there was feedback from the site management:

"We did receive a call like that. The other party said that there was a vital contract and he would die if he lost it... But we couldn't find it and couldn't contact him, so we had to send the car first. "

Ida Xiong sat on the sofa with a slump: "It turns out that the train is delayed, but so what? That kind of guy who forgets whether he has lost his contract or not, what does it have to do with me. I have always been on the Kitaoka Line I'm sitting on the bus - oh, by the way, let me tell you in advance, if you want to ask me if I have any ticket checking records on the Beigang Line, then I don't, I threw the ticket away halfway."