Corpse collector in Conan

Before Jiang Xia received the signal, the mountain village police officer had a new guess. He raised his hand and gestured: "It's very dark. Even if it's a criminal, he wouldn't dare to run around in the mountains. He must have dropped his gun and escaped along this road."

Conan couldn't help himself after all, and challenged Officer Yamamura's logic again unwillingly: "But there are no footprints on this snow, nor on the road we came from. Did the murderer fly over from the other side?"

——I want to see how you are going to explain the murderer's flying phenomenon just like you explained the snow on the gun just now.

"this……"

Sure enough, the elementary school student's sinister plan worked. Officer Yamamura touched his chin and fell into hard thought.

Conan pushed up his glasses and a smile slipped across his lips.

However, before the smile was fully formed, suddenly, the young police officer who was searching near the valley flashed a flashlight and reported loudly: "Mr. Jiang Xia, there is a rope hanging from this tree, and the rope is hanging down into the valley!"

Conan: “……?”

Beside him, Officer Shancun was stunned at first, then a light bulb went off in his head, and in an instant he felt he understood everything.

Soon, he cleared his throat and said seriously, like a Chinese class representative who was reciting a very difficult text in front of the teacher:

"It should be like this - the murderer came here to scout the area, tied a hemp rope to this tree, and let the rope hang down to the bottom of the valley until it touched the water.

“Afterwards, when the actor came to this inn, the murderer started for the upper stream, he went down in a boat, and when he came here, he caught hold of a rope hanging from above.

"The murderer tied up the boat, climbed up here along the rope, waited for a while, and then shot the deceased. Then he dropped the gun, fell back to the boat along the rope, and fled on the boat!"

Conan: “…”

The village police officer didn't notice the kid with a twitching eye, and said to Jiang Xia: "I'll issue a wanted order right now, and tell them to keep an eye out for suspicious people downstream!"

"Wait." Jiang Xia stopped him. Instead of letting the insufficient police force go downstream to cast a wide net, it would be better to let them continue to surround the three murderous groups to promote production.

Thinking of this, under the gaze of the fake primary school student, the psychic said slowly: "When the gunshots rang out, we were having dinner at the Garden Restaurant opposite - the open-air restaurant is only a dozen meters away from here, and for easy viewing, the manager has set up many searchlights nearby.

"As soon as the gunshots were heard, we immediately looked over here. If the murderer had really fired a gun at this location, or passed by here when fleeing, we should have been able to see him on the spot.

"But in fact, in my impression, there has never been any human presence in this area."

Officer Shancun was stunned: "Is that so?"

Jiang Xia finished reading all the clues here and didn't want to continue being blown by the cold wind. He pulled his coat closer and said, "Let's go back to the hotel first. The deceased was a very famous idol, but there are no paparazzi or fans around the hotel. This means that only a limited number of people know the destination of his trip. If the shooting tonight was not an accident but a purposeful murder, then the murderer should be among his acquaintances."

Officer Yamamura: “!”

…

After another half an hour's trek, the group finally returned from the cold wind outside and back to the warm hotel.

The store manager thoughtfully lit the fireplace, and Jiang Xia sat on the sofa and comfortably warmed himself by the fire for a while. Not long after, the mountain village police officer found everyone who was having dinner tonight.

He held a notebook and scanned everyone with sharp eyes: "Before and after the incident, where were you and what were you doing?"

A group of people looked at each other, and Officer Sato spoke up to show respect for his colleagues: "We have been having dinner at the Garden Restaurant and have not left."

The pressure suddenly came upon the few people who had left.

The producer scratched his head: "I was also having dinner, but halfway through the party, a TV station suddenly called me. Because they wanted to talk about some industry secrets, I couldn't answer the call at the table, so I went back to the hall alone."

As he was talking, he saw that Officer Shancun's eyes were not right, so he quickly said: "Then I heard the gunshot and I immediately ran out of the hall. I didn't have time to commit the crime!"

"I didn't say you had time to commit the crime." Officer Shancun stared at the fat producer suspiciously with his oppressive gaze, "Why are you so nervous? Are you guilty of something?"

"I didn't!" The producer looked aggrieved. "The films I'm responsible for are all criminal investigation dramas, so I'm a little sensitive to these kinds of questions. Are you asking these questions because you suspect we're the murderer?"

Next to him, the young police officer from Gunma Prefecture skillfully ignored his startled superior. He checked the producer's mobile phone and found that there was indeed a call during that period.

Afterwards, he contacted the number on the producer's mobile phone, and according to the testimony of the enthusiastic onlookers on the other side, the two were indeed discussing important matters when the gunshots were heard.

"Just look." The producer raised his head proudly.

Officer Shancun still narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "Who said you can't kill someone while on the phone? Just cover the receiver with your finger. Even if the other party hears gunshots, you can still argue that the gunshots came from far away. Besides, who would call for work after 8 o'clock in the evening? This call came at such a coincidence, you are not deliberately making an alibi."

The producer choked: “You!”

Before he could come up with an excuse, the suspicious police officer Yamamura had already turned to the next person and asked the screenwriter: "What about you? What were you doing at the time?"

The screenwriter sighed and said, "I was having dinner with everyone earlier, and suddenly a good idea came to me during the meal, so I quickly went back to my room and wrote it down."

Officer Yamamura let out a long “Oh?” and revealed a look of seeing through everything: “In other words, you were not at the scene when the gunshots rang out?”

"No, I haven't finished yet!" The screenwriter shook his head quickly. He didn't dare to narrate slowly in the tone of a storyteller, but instead told the story in a blur:

"I originally wanted to write a complete story, but for some reason I didn't have as much inspiration as before. Then I thought about it and felt that I was most inspired when I was sitting next to Mr. Jiang Xia, so I came back."

Vermouth: "..." He had an inspiration when he was sitting next to Jiang Xia? What inspiration? An inspiration to kill someone? ...In a sense, this guy has a pretty good intuition.

When Jiang Xia heard the praise from the screenwriter, he raised his hand and touched Conan's head next to him.