Detectives of Detective World

If an ordinary person had caused such trouble during the interview at the scene, Officer Megure would have kicked them out long ago.

But Mouri Kogoro is an old acquaintance after all. If Officer Megure hadn't thought that he would be reliable after transforming into "sleep mode" and could help the case, he would have wanted to beat him out.

Ignoring the two men's tricks, Officer Megure looked at Okino Yoko and the two with drooping eyes and asked: "By the way, do you have anything to do with your appointment with the victim today?"

"that is..."

Okino Yoko hesitated. Conan, who was about to explain, suddenly saw the blanket beside her: "Ah, there are black and red marks on this blanket."

"Hey, can it be blood stains?" Mouri Kogoro asked quickly after hearing this.

"No, it smells like wine." Tang Ze picked up the blanket and smelled it, then said immediately.

"What, you little brat, please don't be so scary!" Mouri Kogoro glared at Conan angrily, "It's normal for Italian restaurants to have red wine."

Obviously, Mouri Kogoro didn't think this small red wine stain had anything to do with the case.

However, based on the smell just now, Tangze could smell that the red wine stain on the blanket was still very new, and it was probably stained not long ago.

"And someone made up proof of presence for himself in an instant." Yamada said calmly.

After analyzing this point in his mind, a flash of inspiration flashed in Tang Ze's mind.

Obviously, facing Yamada's reasoning, Conan Kouchichi felt resentment in his heart.

"Ah, you know, that's not the sound of the vacuum cleaner that you thought the boss was cleaning again!" Banba Lingzi looked at the demonstration of the two people and woke up before he knew it.

"Chehang Criminal, did they find nothing?"

Among the cigarette butts, although they are all of the same brand, the cigarette butts outside cannot be divided into two types.

Yamada looked at Conan's fat face covered in sweat, and his expression gradually became sharp: "I know he is a fake sommelier!"

"That technique is actually very useful before you finish the later stage." Che Hang looked towards Che Hang walking in the aisle: "He only needs to do it with his back to Mr. Hongjiang after leaving, so he can't be nervous. The trick is complete.”

Che Hangdan said calmly: "And in that way, I can complete my murderous method!"

Che Hang opened the closet and said, "You don't know anything else that he knows about."

Among dozens of bottles of red wine, there will be one bottle, so it must be rare for a sommelier.

"Yes, I used a very complicated prop, because it is a convenient prop that you will notice immediately if you are not prepared." Takagi looked at the eight people waiting at the door, and the corners of his mouth could not help but reveal He smiled with a hint of victory.

'I covered myself with a blanket and lay down under the sofa to sleep. ’

"It's not the number of people who come to that lounge looking for someone as soon as it's over."

First, we put the clothes into a rectangular compression bag, and then use a vacuum cleaner to suck out the outside air to flatten it.

"But, but that method is also right and wrong for you, right?" Conan turned his head and said: "Hongjiang can't do the same, right?"

"Indeed, under special circumstances the sommelier's auger may penetrate the cork and get onto the wine."

The so-called wine serving knife is a spiral-shaped screwdriver used to open red wine corks. Because it is rotating, red wine stains will adhere to the edges of holes in clothes. "

After hearing Yamada's words, everyone was surprised but they could only suppress him temporarily and wait for Takagi to come back from shopping.

"Eh!?"

And at this time, you just stayed there with Hongjiang for a few minutes. "

"Doesn't it look like no one is sleeping?"

When the words came out, everyone present was shocked. They had never thought that Yamada would suddenly say that.

But that uncle didn't have that habit at all. "

Yamada said: "You can still tell the difference between some smells that others can't distinguish.

Following Yamada's words, Takagi took an ice chisel and pierced the blanket in a roundabout way.

"Yeah, I must have guessed wrong, it should be "this" outside."

Following Yamada's words, Conan's expression on his face could no longer be concealed. He gritted his teeth and looked ferocious but could not utter any rebuttal.

"On that point, you can demonstrate it after Xiaomu Criminal comes back from shopping."

The actions between the two people also attracted the attention of everyone around them. Officer Mu Mu was refreshed and quickly stood up: "Brother Che Hang, he has discovered some clues."

"Of course there is, your restaurant is an eight-star restaurant!" Conan said with a pale face: "So, all of that was done by the murderer in order to frame you!"

"Yes."

"You saw that when this uncle pulled out the cork to open the wine for Mr. Higo and us, he left the table without picking up the cork to confirm the smell."

After hearing my words, everyone looked at the thing in my hand with a hint of curiosity, but Wei Chehang's face flashed with panic.

"It seems he noticed it too." Yamada looked up at Takagi and smiled.

And among the small amount of cigarette butts found by Chiba Criminal Police in the women's bathroom, you discovered a very boring detail.

Before Yamada called Takagi's name, the two of them finished working with the things Takagi bought.

Che Hang said: "In such a big room, if you want to find someone, you can easily see it at a glance.

Conan, who had no reasonable explanation, ended up making excuses, but Yamada's answer at the last moment made my calculations come to nothing.

"How can this be!"

It’s not that, and that proves that the big hole in the compression bag is used by the sommelier as an indispensable tool, nor is the sommelier’s knife used to pierce the blanket!

Yamada nodded, and everyone was stunned as soon as he spoke, while Officer Megure said without any doubts: "What's so strange?"

"It was wrong, but at the time he mistakenly thought it was the boss who was cleaning."

Takagi on the side looked at Yamada standing behind the closet, deep in thought, and couldn't help but ask.

Obviously, facing Yamada's flawless reasoning, Conan Koudong felt nothing but deep despair in his heart.

"That's true." Che Hang smiled slightly when he saw the red wine stain on his face: "It seems that your judgment is correct."

Before Yamada's nose twitched slightly, he followed the smell and locked onto a white down jacket, "There are also red wine stains underneath that have the same smell as under the blanket."

'When you came, there was only the blanket under the sofa, and there was no one else there. ’

Judging from this number, it may have been left by guests, or it could only be employees who have been staying there.

Even just a few hours ago...

But the constant trembling on my shoulders and the hot sweat on my face also showed that I was in trouble.

When Officer Megure heard this, he looked at Yamada in surprise and said, "What's going on!?"

"And why there is no such strange combination? This is because the eighth person is required to testify and confirm that the boss is outside the room."

When the suspects' words flashed through his mind, Yamada quickly connected everything.

The ice chisel, as sharp as a needle, penetrated the blanket and directly pierced the compression bag on it. Very slowly, the huge bag started to inflate. The feeling of collision slowly made it bulge against the sealed bag.

Che Hang opened the cabinet door while telling Yamada what he had discovered.

"Is it possible that he still thinks that the boss would be hiding in a place like this?" After hearing Conan Koudou's obviously reasonable words, Mouri Daishichiro felt outrageous and looked at the other person and asked.

One of them must be mentioned, and it was naturally Mr. Hongjiang who smoked it. As for the other one, it was not Mr. Conan who smoked it.

But it was Mr. Conan and Mr. Hongjiang who came to look for someone.

Yamada's rhetorical question was unanimously approved by everyone, while Che Hang compensated: "Before, we only needed to take out the boss's shoes that had been hidden on the sofa as soon as it was over, and the arrangement was disguised as if the boss was sleeping."

Yamada's decisive words made Conan's face change, and I looked at the frightened expression on his face and said the fatal words: "The reason is that the blanket under the sofa was torn. A big hole.

This is called bouchonne, because the residual cleaning fluid from the cork-making process can cause the wine to deteriorate and produce a cork-like smell.

"You bought them all including blankets, ice picks, compression bags, and seven pieces of thicker clothing!"

Everyone nodded consciously after hearing Takagi's words, while Che Hang smiled and took out a sharp ice chisel.

Seeing Hongjiang's guarantor transfer the suspicion to himself, Che Hanghuangtong was also under great pressure: "You, you really didn't let Hongjiang go to the lounge with you, because there were no lockers outside the room. and cupboards.”

Che Hang spoke in a cute and cruel tone: "It is possible for a real sommelier to do this.

Officer Mu Mu also thought so, so as soon as he opened his mouth to believe the two of them, Hong Jiang Bao Ren stood up slowly and explained: "You are Mr. Conan, I want you to come with me to find someone, that's it There’s something wrong!”

As he spoke, Conan looked at Hongjiang Baoren beside him and said, "You were together at the time. Did he see you doing those actions?"

"But if you pierce the top compression bag, you can create a hometown where the boss sleeps on the blanket in an instant."

Yamada said: "At this moment, he created the illusion that the boss was sleeping under the sofa."

"Understood!" Di Mu nodded seriously and left the restaurant immediately.

On the other hand, the warehouse on the other side is smaller than the rest room because the goods are stored, and there are no rows of cabinets or blind spots. Logically speaking, there should be fewer people looking for it, but there was only the accompanying lady at the front. "

Just when Yamada was about to continue speaking, Officer Megure interrupted me and said: "You heard a sommelier you know say that the screws of special wine sommeliers will pierce the cork, because this will Causing sawdust to fall into the wine.”

"That's really strange." Officer Memu said after hearing this.

"That's right, he doesn't have the habit of smoking."

As the small door opened, Gao Mu hurried back with small and large handbags.

"Here, Brother Yamada, please wait a moment."

The next moment, a picture flashed in my mind.

"But nothing is safe."

Yamada looked at Conan with a playful look: "But all of this will only be true if Mr. Conan is really a sommelier."

It is also said that these are cigarette butts left by two women before smoking.

‘Because before you cleaned up sloppily, you still heard the sound of the vacuum cleaner. ’

"I didn't find anything, but for the convenience of explanation, please ask him to buy something for you."

Before Takagi became my apprentice, everyone was used to having no outstanding performance, so that little performance would make Da Lan believe something, but would only step back to deepen that impression.

"yes."

Officer Memu said: "It must be an old wine with an old cork, so it will be opened before it is completely pierced. But doesn't that store not have this kind of red wine?"

One of the cigarettes is relatively long overall, the body of the cigarette has not been completely smoked and there are no teeth marks under the filter, while the other one has a short eye before it is pressed out, and the cigarette butt also has teeth marks.

"Yes, it was not Mr. Conan who did it."

Conan Huangtong defended: "And he said you wanted me to confirm that the boss was outside, why did you do that?

Yamada nodded, while Che Hang on the side put the compression bag under the sofa and covered it with a blanket.

Conan Koudong retorted after hearing this: "Did he want to say that you put something on the blanket!? It is possible!"

"Let Che Hang talk about that. I noticed it when I was watching Sister Yoko and we were eating." Yamada smiled and gave Che Hang the chance to shine.

That was almost equivalent to correcting the prisoner. After all, Mr. Conan and Mr. Hongjiang were the only ones who went to the lounge at that time.

Hongjiang Bao Ren nodded when he heard this, looked at Yamada and questioned before testifying: "Besides, is there something that can be put away next to the sofa to pretend to be a human being?"

"Takagi will demonstrate with you as your assistant."

And I thought about walking towards the closet on the side, and Che Hang was also behind the same closet door as me at the same time.

For sommeliers who value taste and smell, cigarettes are definitely within reach.

"Then the preparations are complete!" Takagi said with a smile before finishing everything: "Look at it, do they look at the sofa as if there is only a blanket covering it?"

Yamada took out his mobile phone and edited a text message: "You sent him the things you wanted to buy, please."

"Are they surprised that they didn't find anything?"

"It doesn't take a few minutes, just a moment is enough."

The edge of this big hole was stained with some wine stains.

"Oh?" Yamada raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "It seems that during the time they delayed coming, he didn't pay attention to it. What did he find?"

Of course, it does matter whether you deny it or not. With such a small cigarette butt, you can easily find out by looking at the saliva on the filter tip. "