Corpse collector in Conan

Jiang Xia continued: "The murderer took the bass drum box containing the body and the prosthetic hand and hurriedly left the scene and went down to the lounge.

"Since he didn't have the key to the lounge at the time, he had to temporarily put the box and the body inside in the corridor, pretending that it was just a pile of musical instruments. Then he hid the prosthetic hand in the cavity of the guitar and took it with him. He went upstairs to look for witnesses - and unfortunately, Xiaolan was the one he picked."

Belmode: "..." She always felt that there was something wrong with the "unfortunate" in this sentence...

Jiang Xia glanced at her, his eyes quickly passing by as if nothing had happened, as if he was scanning the crowd normally during detective reasoning:

"After taking Xiaolan back to the entrance of the lounge, the murderer asked her to wait outside the door while he entered the house.

"While no one was looking, he arranged the blanket, took out the prosthetic hand from the guitar, and placed it on the edge of the blanket, pretending that there was a body covered under the blanket. Then he pretended to be panicked and shouted, attracting Xiaolan's back , deliberately ignored the security booth on the same floor and did not call the police. Instead, he asked the only witness to run upstairs to look for the detective.

"After getting rid of Xiaolan, the murderer can calmly come to the corridor, carry the body hidden in the musical instrument box into the house, and then hide the prosthetic hand again."

Speaking of this, Jiang Xia paused for a moment and praised the police officers who often help with the aftermath of cases: "In short, the speculation made by the Mumu Police Department just now is not wrong. The murderer was indeed the last person to borrow the key to the lounge. The only thing that needs to be added is The point is, Mr. Nakamura should not be excluded - he was the last person to borrow the key."

Next to him, Conan listened and nodded with deep sympathy.

Although Conan loves reasoning, he also loves the amazed eyes of everyone when he announces the answer.

But now, he cannot use the identity of "Conan" as a primary school student to tell the outside world his reasoning as proudly as before - a few months ago, after discovering gin and vodka, he heroically tracked them down. Although the suspicious man in black saved his life because of APTX4869, he also lost his identity as "Kudo Shinichi".

After all, Kudo Shinichi was not an agent who was trained since childhood. Although his childhood photos were not deliberately publicized, they were also not deliberately destroyed.

If "Conan", a genius primary school student, shines in the world of detectives, and then a sinister silver-haired man in black who knocks him out happens to watch the news and thinks he sounds familiar, and then checks "Kudo Shinichi" when he was a child, he found two The kids are exactly the same...

Conan shuddered silently when he thought of what he had observed so far about the organization's silencing style and terror style.

——Now he is not alone. The more people who have contact with "Conan", the more people may be on the organization's silence list.

So, I have endured it until now, plus the blow from a neighbor who suddenly magically changed his career and became a genius detective.

Conan is no longer the "Kudo Shinichi" who values ​​reasoning as well as victory or defeat.

He is now more Buddhist and pure... he is just enjoying the fun of solving puzzles.

…

Therefore, this time, it was rare for Conan to figure out the answer before Jiang Xia said it, and he gained a huge sense of accomplishment in an instant.

Although it may be because the venue is too big, he has to run upstairs and downstairs to collect clues. This moving process gave him a lot of extra thinking time... But in terms of the results, rounding it off - he and Jiang Xia simultaneously figured out the situation of the case.

Thinking of this, Conan couldn't help but push up his glasses and took out his mobile phone. He wanted to call Hattori Heiji to show off... Unfortunately, the case was not over yet and the room was quiet, so he had to suppress this thought for the time being.

The happiness I hold in my heart cannot be shared.

Conan can only focus on the case again.

Thinking about the prosthetic hand, it was almost conclusive evidence.

Conan turned to Nakamura Yusuke and found that his eyes were wandering around, as if he wanted to explain something, so he followed up and said, "I went to the eighth floor with Brother Jiang Xia just now - the sports goods store there. The model aunt didn't even have a left hand, how pitiful... ...Uncle, did you borrow her hand? Why didn't you return it?"

"..." Mao Lilan shuddered silently and stroked her arm. At the same time, she looked at Conan in shock and began to wonder if this child had secretly watched some horror movie discs that were not suitable for children while she and her father were not paying attention.

Belmode: "..." Although cool guy did use a child's tone, why did he tell it like a ghost story? It would be more terrifying... But speaking of it, such a child is some pervert in the organization. Maybe you will appreciate it.

She shook her head silently and looked away from Conan.

Then before Nakamura Yusuke came to his senses, he suddenly reached out and picked up the guitar leaning on the table, and swept his long fingertips over the strings.

There was an unpleasant noise.

Belmode looked at Yusuke Nakamura, and saw that the other person's face was pale. She raised her lips and smiled evilly: "The pitch is off like this. The strings must have been stretched open by force - after you used the prosthetic hand, you stuffed it back into the guitar. In the cavity?"

"That's it!" Police Department Mumu suddenly realized for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, "Wait a minute, please don't touch the evidence!"

Several policemen quickly trotted over, took the guitar from Belmod's hands, and checked the cavity inside.

They quickly found a gloved prosthetic hand—exactly what the detective had said.

Mao Lilan watched all this silently, nodded secretly in her heart, and became more and more sure of her guess:

Although she doesn't look like her in clothes, Miss Takenaka may really be a detective assistant.

——Look, the speed at which she even attacks physical evidence is exactly the same as other detectives. Moreover, the actions were so confident and natural that even the veteran policeman from the Megu Police Department, who was used to seeing the situation, did not react...

…

The criminal process of Nakamura Yusuke was ruthlessly broadcast by fake detectives.

Coupled with the fresh physical evidence found in the guitar, as well as the fingerprints that may have been left at various scenes when killing people in passion and hiding the body...

The wall in Nakamura Yusuke's heart that was resisting tenaciously was finally cracked, and then the gap expanded rapidly until the entire wall collapsed.

Sure enough, as Jiang Xia said, at this time, the other three band members who were arguing did not continue to argue and blame each other.

They looked at Yusuke Nakamura in unison. It was unimaginable that the band leader was the murderer, and it was their members who killed them: "Captain...why?"

"..."

Nakamura Yusuke was silent for a while, and suddenly he wiped his face hard. The innocent look on his face disappeared and became a little gloomy.