A Detective: I Believe in Science

Chapter 258

Police officer Mumu walked to the bed suspiciously, touched the quilt carefully, and found that it was indeed sticky as Conan said. After lowering his head and thinking for a while, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

"This person may not have died accidentally, but was forced to die accidentally"

With this idea in mind, Police Officer Megure hurriedly sought verification, and came to the chair where Takuo Itakura was sitting, stretched out his hand to stroke it, and paused from time to time.

In the end, he fixed his eyes on Itakura Zhuo's body, his face was uncertain, and he finally understood where the strangeness in his heart came from.

"What's the matter, Officer Megure, is there a problem?"

After the uncle saw a series of actions by Police Officer Mu Mu, an ominous premonition rose in his heart, and he asked in a low voice.

"I felt something was wrong when I entered the door just now, but now I finally understand how a person who suffered a heart attack could show such a death posture. It's too regular, and there was no struggle before death."

"Not only is the quilt sticky, but the chair is also sticky and has some minor strangle marks."

The uncle is not an idiot, so how could he fail to understand the deep meaning contained in the words of police officer Mu Mu.

This is not an accidental death, this is a premeditated murder. The murderer wrapped Taku Itakura with a quilt, and then fixed it with rope and tape. The purpose was to prevent him from taking special medicine in time when he had a heart attack. Eventually he fell ill and died.

At the same time, in the mind of police officer Megure, the murderer had been narrowed down to the three clients present who had close contact with Itakura Takuo, and he glanced at it without showing any trace.

"Conan, what are you doing sneakily, is there something shady about you?"

A soft shout came from the door, and everyone immediately focused their attention on it.

"Noah!"

Xiaolan shouted in surprise, she didn't expect to meet acquaintances here.

Then everyone cast their eyes on Conan who was about to secretly hide the disk with the words "diary".

Hearing someone point out his little action, Conan was so frightened that his little hands shook, and the disk accidentally dropped to the ground.

"Little devil, what are you doing again!!!"

"bang"

As soon as the words fell, Conan was hit hard again on the top of his head. He was dizzy and on the verge of falling, and was dragged to his side by Xiaolan in distress.

"Father's attack is too heavy, what if Conan is beaten stupid."

Xiaolan has always strongly resisted the uncle's violent behavior.

"No, Conan has a big head and a lot of wisdom, so he can bear it."

When he came to Conan's side, Noah curiously flicked the bulge on Conan's head, which immediately made Conan howl in pain.

Xiaolan glared at Noah angrily, Conan was in such a miserable situation, and came to provoke him.

"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't hold back."

Noah immediately apologized and smiled, knowing that Xiaolan was a little protective of Conan, so he didn't argue with her.

Police officer Meguro also noticed the disk with the word diary on it, and took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"There may be clues left by Takuo Itakura."

"Just take a look and you'll know."

Looking at the computer in front of him, Police Officer Mu Mu had a subtle expression on his face, he was not very good at using it, although he didn't want to admit it in his heart.

Originally thinking of asking the surrounding police to help, it turned out that everyone had no free hands.

"How can you bother Officer Mumu to do this kind of trivial matter, just leave it to me."

Noah saw the embarrassment on Officer Mu Mu's face at a glance, and immediately made a rescue, reached out to take the disk and inserted it into the computer, and skillfully tapped the mouse,
Police officer Mu Mu's eyes showed a touch of gratitude. If it wasn't for Noah's help, I would have lost face today.

"Here, I found it. This was written three days ago. It should be helpful to you."

Uncle and police officer Megure hurriedly probed to check, and even Conan, who was walking wobbly, came to the computer, wanting to find out.

"The people from the hotel came to me today, said a bunch of inexplicable things, and told me not to complain. Could it be that one of the three of them has already found out that I live here? Since I found out, it's fine, anyway, I Just change to another hotel and you’ll be fine.”

Seeing this, Police Officer Megure and the uncle turned their gazes to the three clients who had been standing beside them at the same time.

"From this point of view, the three of you are indeed suspected, so please accept the investigation."

From the very beginning, Police Officer Mu Mu put the suspects on these three people, and now he is more sure that the murderer is among them.

……

"Give me the tape!"

"Tell me why, what's in it?"

"Don't tell you."

"Then you want to take it back."

Conan looked at the laughing mean Hudan in front of him, wishing he could kill him with a hammer, it was so annoying.

If it wasn't for Noah's sudden appearance to make trouble, he would have almost gotten it.

"The most important thing for you now is to solve the case, otherwise this tape will definitely be taken as physical evidence by Police Officer Mumu and brought to the police station for review."

A word awakened the dreamer, and Conan froze in place. Noah was right. It was meaningless for the two of them to fight here. If the case could not be solved, everything would be useless.

"You take it first, and I will come to you later to ask for it."

After saying bitterly, Conan turned around to look for clues to solve the case, and there was not much time left for him. If there was no result in the interrogation, Officer Mumu might return to the Metropolitan Police Department to slowly solve the case.

From the interrogation results of the three people, no doubts were found, because the method of killing was quite special and the time of death was long, so it was difficult to find out the fault from the confession.

Since there is no evidence left in the room, let's look for it from the corpse. Conan didn't dare to get too close to the corpse. He was afraid that he would be asked to leave by the uncle if he got too close, so he just stood not far away and glanced around.

Conan also looked at the preliminary inspection results of the Jianshi Department. There were no strangle marks or signs of injury on his body, only a wound scratched by a fingernail was found on the right ankle.

But they didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was scratched accidentally when they scratched it with their left foot, but Conan felt something unusual.

Although there was no scar on the left ankle of the deceased, there were traces of being strangled by a sock, and there was no such strangle mark on the right foot, which means that he was only wearing one sock at that time.

A person who has strict requirements on dress will never tolerate wearing only one sock, which means he wanted to grab something with his feet at that time.

"What could it be?"

Slowly searching the surroundings, Conan frowned and searched. The whole room was empty, and there was nothing particularly noticeable.

In addition to the original items in the hotel, Takuo Itakura’s personal belongings are only a computer, a set of chess, a set of go, and a set of chess. .

Finally, Conan came to the three chessboards and examined them carefully.

Each chessboard is equipped with chess pieces of its own type, and the chess board is kept in its most primitive state, just skip it.

Conan is concerned about chess, because he had seen someone use chess to express meaning in an old castle before, so he had some expectations that Takuo Itakura would leave clues on it.

It's a pity that he was disappointed. No matter how he explained it, the chess pieces on the chessboard couldn't be connected into sentences, let alone give clues.

When he set his sights on the last game of Go, his eyes flickered slightly. The first thing he felt about this game was that it was weird.

Go is divided into black and white chess, and when one side is completely surrounded by the other side, the surrounded pieces can be removed.

But on the chessboard in front of me, several white chess pieces were surrounded by black chess pieces, but they were not taken away.

"Wait, this is!"

(End of this chapter)