Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"There should be more than one prisoner, right?"

Toru Amuro put his hand in and inspected the scene at the same time as Subaru Okiya.

Botuludao's corpse was suspended at a height of about 2 to 3 meters. The rope passed through the iron beam of the spotlight above the stage, and the other end was tied to the seat in the first row of the auditorium. Okiya Subaru looked below, Amuro Toru then on stage.

"If this is done by one person, then his strength is really incredible, what do you think, Mr. Okiya?" Toru Amuro looked back at Okiya and said, "I have already seen it when I met you last time. Your excellent reasoning ability."

"Where is that?" Okiya Subaru said calmly, narrowing his eyes, "I'm just a research lab who likes reasoning. I was lucky enough to learn a few tricks from Detective Kido."

"Oh?" Amuro said with a smile, "That's a coincidence, I also learned a lot from Mr. Mori."

On the bright side, in addition to working at the Poirot Cafe, Toru Amuro is also Kogoro Mori's apprentice. This time when he met Subaru Okiya at the murder scene, it was like a confrontation between two coffee shops or two detective agencies.

Of course, Toru Amuro didn't learn anything from Mori Kogoro, and Okiya Subaru was not Gao Cheng's apprentice at all. This guy stayed at the Kido Detective Agency to protect his sister-in-law, and to some extent even guard against Gao Cheng.

Inexplicably taking in a little girl, it feels a bit like that to outsiders.

However, my sister-in-law seemed determined to stay in the office, but she was quite wary of him.

Thinking of Xiao Ai, Okiya Subaru's heart is full of guilt.

Mingmei's death has something to do with him, so he hasn't confessed his identity so far, although Xiao Ai has doubts...

"How's the situation?" Gao Cheng walked behind Okiya Subaru.

"Ah," Okiya said after a pause, "It seems that something has drilled a hole in the rope tied to the seat."

"Hole?"

Gao Cheng attached himself to check the seat.

Not just the rope, the seat itself has rubbing marks.

Just now he roughly looked at the entire venue, just like what Amuro said, one person does not have the strength to lift the waves so high, but on the other hand, if it is not for one person, there will be no strange traces left on the scene.

A seemingly normal murder scene at first glance,

But there are many redundant details.

Gao Cheng glanced across the stage.

On the side were folding chairs, rolled up rope, a toolbox, plus a baseball left tied to a kite string in the auditorium.

His judgment is that there is only one prisoner who suspended Botu's body by 2 to 3 meters...

...

At around 6:30 p.m. after the incident, Meguro walked to the stage with his hands behind his back, and Takagi explained behind him.

"The one who was killed was the rock singer Botu Ludao, 39 years old. He originally planned to hold a concert here tomorrow, but tonight was a rehearsal. Before the rehearsal, Mr. Botu kicked the others out and conceived the lyrics by himself..."

"What is the estimated time of death?"

"According to the degree of plaque, stiffness, and pupil dilation, it should have been dead for one to two hours, that is, between 4:30 and 5:30."

Gao Mu followed closely behind Mu Mu. Since he hit Gao Cheng last time, he felt that Mu Mu was not too kind.

"According to the manager, Mr. Botu was alone at the venue writing lyrics about two hours ago."

"It means that someone sneaked into the venue during this period and hanged him," Mu Mu squatted in front of the body, looked up at the top of the stage, and said in a deep voice, "Put the rope through the iron rod with the spotlight installed, it should be using the installation Machines with heavy curtains..."

"I don't think it's possible," Toru Amuro interrupted. "The special equipment used to install the curtain was placed in a locked room, and the staff who held the key at the time of the incident were all kicked out for dinner in advance."

"Huh?" Takagi said in a daze, "Didn't you hang people up without using a machine?"

"Yeah, there should be several people. If you don't install pulleys on the iron frame beams, it's almost impossible for one person to do it. Even a very fat person can use his own weight to lift Mr. Poto up. It is also very difficult to pull the rope to the auditorium..."

Toru Amuro glanced at Subaru Okiya and said.

"The more interesting places are the folding chairs placed on the side of the stage, the leftover rope and tool box, and the hole left near the knot in the auditorium."

"Also," Conan added, "I found a baseball tied to a kite string behind the auditorium."

"Conan?"

Takagi was shocked when he saw Conan's expression.

"So it shouldn't be..."

"Anyway," Gao Cheng walked out from the side of the stage, "Let's check the alibi of everyone in the concert hall first, the culprit must be an insider."

"It's brother Chenghu," Mu Mu suddenly said, "Why are you here?"

"I originally planned to watch the rehearsal of the Portland players, but this kind of thing happened when I was leaving."

Gao Cheng said and looked at the people at the entrance of the venue.

Just when he was about to leave, he discovered the murder case. Okiya Subaru had really bad luck. It seems that he can't waste too much time and needs to solve this case cleanly.

However, he already had some clues about the truth of the case.

For him, this kind of case is actually the easiest, because of the relationship with the detective system, what he has always been best at is restoring the crime scene.

In a closed place like a concert, the details and clues are clear at a glance, and no matter how complicated the technique is, he can't hide it from his eyes.

The things placed on the side of the stage were originally toolboxes and ropes, and the folding chairs were placed further inside. Considering that Botu Ludao was writing lyrics in front of the audience in the middle of the stage, it is very likely that Botu moved them out.

But in that case, the folding chair should have been kept in the middle of the stage, and now it was folded and put together with the toolbox by the prisoner.

Then there's the rest of the rope.

Judging from the incision, it was the leftover rope used to hang Botu, and the prisoner cut off the excess after knotting it on the auditorium chair.

It's strange, it's strange to deliberately spend time cutting the rope, and it is rolled up and neatly placed next to the tool box.

The reason why the prisoner did this must be to hide something, and it is very likely that it is related to the way a person hoisted the wave soil.

Just now, Gao Cheng tried to unfold the folding chair for inspection, and found a piece of color contact lenses inside.

Different from the concert poster, the pupils of Botu's body are obviously different, that is to say, he usually wears cosmetic contact lenses, one of which is stuck on the folding chair, and he searched everywhere for the other, but couldn't find it.

That's why I wanted to open the question as soon as possible.

Because the other piece of colored contact lenses is likely to be on the prisoner, and there are still some problems that I don't understand, this time it seems to be a double case.

...

In the lobby of the concert hall, everyone gathered together, and even the magazine reporter from before was arrested.

"To sum up the testimonies of the staff in Dongdu Concert Hall, there was no alibi between 4:30pm and 5:30pm when the death was estimated, only the president Mr. Busch and manager Ms. Yuancheng, and then Kajitani-san, a magazine reporter who bought a staff coat and sneaked in."

"Ms. Yuancheng's whereabouts disappeared from around 4:30 to 4:40, and Mr. Busch's disappeared from 5:00 to 5:15. As for Mr. Kajitani..."

"So I said it all," the magazine continued, "I entered this hall before 5:30 p.m., around 5:20 p.m. If you don't believe me, just ask the staff who sold me the coat!"

"It would be strange if that's the case," Gao Mu said in pain, "The time is not right, it is impossible for the three people to conspire to hang the victim up."

Gao Cheng also frowned at the back.

There was also a piece of colored contact lenses stuck to the back of the female manager, but judging from the scene, the female manager was not the direct culprit, but just changed the scene, because it was not easy to wrap the rope around the tall light stand.

The only thing that can be used on the field is the baseball, but to throw it so high requires a lot of arm strength. According to the information collected by Takagi, only Hatsu himself played baseball in high school, and he is a very good pitcher.

At the same time, before the female agent, everyone else has an alibi.

Suicide?

"What's the matter?" Belmode approached Toru Amuro quietly, and said impatiently, "Can this murder case be settled quickly? It is also very dangerous for me to stay here for a long time."

"You think highly of me too," Amuro said with a wry smile, "Why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"

"It's nothing, it's just not ready this time."

"That's right, if you had said hello to me in advance, I could still provide detailed information, but in the end, I suddenly came here pretending to be Miss Azi..."

Toru Amuro looked at Belmode's expression which was different from before, and was rather curious.

"To investigate the content of the unpublished lyrics, I alone will be enough, right?"

"I'm worried about them." Belmode glanced at Xiaolan and Conan, and said softly, "I don't know if you can keep the agreement with me."

"Don't worry, I promised you that I won't put them in danger."

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