Corpse collector in Conan

Jiang Xia looked at Officer Sato's notebook: "After killing Mr. Daimon, the murderer locked the door with some means and created a second secret room. The purpose of these two secret rooms is to make people think that everything is caused by wronged ghosts, and then make the police believe that the real murderer is the young master who 'killed his father and returned to the audio-visual room to commit suicide out of guilt'.

"In order to enhance this effect, the murderer also took advantage of an old lady who believed in ghosts and gods, and deliberately let her see the armored warrior walking in the yard.

"The old lady's action pattern was very fixed. Every time General Xiuyou's death anniversary came, she would pray in the Buddhist temple. So the murderer deliberately passed by from an angle where she could see him, hoping to get the corresponding testimony afterwards.

“But in fact, the testimony provided by the old lady, while leading everyone to think of the legend, also exposed certain characteristics of the murderer.

"There was no long sword on the left side of the armored warrior's body, which means that the long sword was held in his right hand at the time - the murderer was left-handed."

Old lady: “?!”

Sister-in-law: “!!”

Suzuki Sonoko suddenly remembered something and turned to look at her youngest son along with the others: "I remember you are left-handed! When you signed for the maid, you used your left hand!"

Daimon Ryosuke looked panicked: "I am indeed left-handed, but I didn't kill anyone! Besides, since the armor holds the knife with his right hand, he should be right-handed!"

Officer Shiratori looked at the rich second-generation man of the same age and said, "The murder weapon that appeared in the audio-visual room has a knife and a sheath. When holding a knife with a sheath, most people will subconsciously choose the hand they don't use the most, so that it is convenient to draw the knife with their dominant hand."

Jiang Xia waited for a while, but didn't see any murderous intent from Daimon Ryolang, so he said with regret: "That's right. But there are actually more than one left-handed person here."

Mao Lilan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered something, her face changed slightly: "I remember when I was preparing breakfast just now, Miss Hatsuho often used her left hand to take things..."

"Yes, yes, I do like to use my left hand occasionally." The maid standing quietly by gritted her teeth and could only speak, "But what does this prove? - Besides, why would I kill the master and the eldest master? They treated me well and paid me generously..."

Jiang Xia looked at her and said, "When we heard your scream this morning and ran from the main house to the wing room, the snow on this section of the road was clean and smooth, without any footprints.

"That is to say, you didn't even go to the wing room at that time. How can you be sure that President Daimon is dead?"

The maid's voice became a little flustered: "Because, because I was about to go out, but when I looked up, I saw from afar that the door of the wing room was open, and there was a person covered in blood lying at the door - the master had lost so much blood, and he had offended many people, so I thought he was killed..."

The more details you describe, the easier it is to hear the problem. Officer Sato frowned, and suddenly remembered what he saw when he rushed to the compartment after hearing the scream:

"Looking from this side, you can indeed see a person lying on the ground, but because the room was dimly lit, the deceased was wearing dark clothes, and the blood was concentrated on the upper body, you couldn't see how much blood he had lost at the time.

"I remember that I ran all the way to the door before I saw the pool of blood. No matter how good your eyesight is, how could you see so much information from such a distance?"

The maid's face turned pale.

Jiang Xia sighed, "You wanted too much to use the snow to build the first secret room, but the more you care about these things, the more likely your method will be tainted with craftsmanship. It's better for you to fall down in the yard and shout for help when you're halfway out of the door than to conclude that President Daimon is dead before you even step out of the door."

Curacao was silent for a moment: You are still teaching? In front of so many policemen, how arrogant...

However, after a quick glance, the three police officers nodded in agreement: "This is indeed a big flaw. We actually didn't notice it. We are really ashamed."

Curacao withdrew his gaze and silently studied the teacup in his hand: "..." It's hopeless. Just like Vodka said, the Tokyo police force is really hopeless.

Next to her, Judy listened to Jiang Xia's words and also didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"A good detective will think from the perspective of the criminal. This is an excellent ability to restore the scene and study the criminal's psychology, just like Shuichi will always simulate and predict the actions of the organization members from their perspective."

"...It's a pity that our opponent this time is too cunning. Sigh, I don't know when Shuichi will be able to catch Usa's tail."

——When she thought about the fact that there was such a guy lurking in Tokyo, she didn't dare to eat anything when she was shopping outside, for fear that she would accidentally bite into the potassium cyanide randomly dropped by passers-by.

Everyone was thinking about their own things, when Conan suddenly poked his head out of the door - the fake elementary school student had quietly gone out for a run, and then successfully came back with a photo frame.

There is a group photo in the frame. A smiling bald middle-aged man and a junior high school girl in a sailor suit are standing together. The picture is warm and harmonious.

When the maid saw the photo, her face changed suddenly.

The other members of the Daimon family also looked over: "This girl must be Hatsuho, they look exactly like her. The man next to her also looks familiar..."

No mistake, just one song, one post, one content, one look!

As he was speaking, Daimon Ryoro suddenly realized something and his voice got stuck in his throat. After a few seconds, he finally spoke out: "This... Isn't this the president Sakusa who committed suicide in the newspaper!"

Jiang Xia nodded: "This should be Miss Hatsuho's motive for killing your father and elder brother - when I went to the bathroom last night, I heard your elder brother arguing with his wife, and then he left angrily and went to the audio-visual room alone, and asked Miss Hatsuho to make him a cup of coffee and send it over.

"Ms. Hatsuho made him coffee as requested and gave him some sleeping pills. Mr. Daimon drank the special coffee and soon fell into a deep sleep.

"When he fell asleep, Miss Hatsuho left the house through a nearby side door, crossed the courtyard, and went to the wing where President Daimon was."

At this point, Jiang Xia turned to the maid and said, "You are taking the route you planned in advance. It will not pass through the rooms of the guests and the two young people. The only one who can see you through the window is the old lady who is praying in the Buddhist temple.

"And in order to prevent the old lady from seeing you on the way there, you deliberately took a white sheet and draped it over yourself, using this ninja-like method to make yourself invisible in the snowy night."

"After successfully arriving at the wing room, you knocked on the door.

"When a servant who works with him day and night enters the house, President Daimon will naturally not be too vigilant. While he is careless, you pull out the long sword next to his armor and kill him with one blow."

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