Conan: Naruto

"call......"

Officer Henggou took a deep breath, looked at the steady middle-aged detective, and calmly arranged:

"This incident was concluded with Hideaki Oda committing suicide."

The middle-aged detective stood to the left of Officer Henggou, looking towards Henggou, about to respond.

"Please wait."

Dongfang Haoyue walked slowly to Officer Henggou and looked at Henggou inscrutably.

Henggou was stunned for a moment, looked at Mouri Kogoro in surprise, and asked in surprise:

"Detective Maori, why are you back?"

"Officer Henggou, I really can't do anything to you."

Dongfang Haoyue smiled confusingly.

On the other side, Kudo Shinichi, who was sitting on the right side of Haoyue's body, held his forehead with one hand and looked helplessly at Haoyue, who liked to show off his skills and turned into the Riddler.

"Uh......"

Officer Henggou was stunned.

A drop of cold sweat ran down his cheek, he pointed to his rectangular face with his left hand, and said awkwardly and uncertainly:

"You...you can't do anything to me...?"

"You obviously have a lot of clues, why didn't you think of the truth of the case?"

Dongfang Haoyue smiled mysteriously.

He put his hands behind his back, folded his forearms, and asserted with overwhelming force:

"Officer Henggou, Oda Hideaki did not commit suicide, but committed homicide!"

"what?!"

Everyone gathered around Officer Henggou and looked at Mouri Kogoro in shock.

"It's exactly what I thought!!"

Officer Henggou was excited for a moment, then gradually regained his composure and complained incomprehensibly:

"Detective Mori, why didn't you tell us earlier...?"

"Hahaha, I have solved two cases in front of you. I thought you could learn from experience and make progress, but who would have thought..."

Dongfang Haoyue laughed three times, shook his head slowly, and looked at Officer Henggou with a hint of regret.

"Hahaha......"

Officer Henggou smiled awkwardly but politely.

He held the back of his head with his right hand and apologized sheepishly:

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being too slow and not reaching your level of reasoning..."

"Now that things have happened, I have no choice but to take action myself and perform a reasoning show in front of everyone."

Dongfang Haoyue raised her head slightly, looked at the turbulent blue sky, and said with unquestionable majesty:

"Officer Henggou, I want to recreate the criminal's modus operandi. Can you, the police, help me?"

"No problem, absolutely no problem!"

Officer Henggou, who was greatly aroused by Dongfang Haoyue, slapped his chest with his right hand and looked at Mouri Kogoro with great excitement.

Haoyue nodded slightly and arranged meticulously:

“First, place a human-shaped sandbag approximately equal to Mr. Oda’s weight on the grass.

Secondly, use one end of the rope to tie the mouth of the bag, and the other end to go around the top eaves corner above the right side of the five-story tower door.

The rope extended all the way to the fence on the left side of the five-story tower, crossed over the middle crossbar of the fence, spread to the ancient well that had dried up, and tied a pile of iron plates.

Next.

Use an iron rod tied to one end of a longer rope across the middle of the ancient well. Press one end of the iron plate against the iron rod and the other end against the edge of the ancient well to form a precarious suspended state.

Finally, pull the other end of the rope tied to the iron rod to the grass and hold it in your hand. "

after a while.

The police completed the preparations for the crime modus operandi mentioned by Dongfang Haoyue in an orderly manner.

The middle-aged detective pulled the other end of the rope tied to the iron rod from the ancient well and ran to Officer Henggou on the lawn. While handing the other end of the rope to Henggou's hand, he reported carefully:

"Officer, everything is ready."

"Officer Henggou, it's almost time to start."

Dongfang Haoyue stood on the right side of Officer Henggou, facing Henggou, looking at Henggou with contentment, and gestured gently:

"Please pull the rope in your hand harder."

"it is good."

Officer Henggou stared intently at the top of the five-story tower, nodded thoughtfully, took a stance, pulled the rope fiercely, and instantly pulled away the iron rod supporting the iron plate.

The iron plate above the ancient well lost its balance and fell straight to the bottom of the well. The human-shaped sandbag at the other end of the rope that tied the iron plate was continuously pulled.

Finally, the rope drove the sandbag to fly high and was hung under the sharp corner of the top eaves above the door of the five-story tower. It swayed left and right several times and gradually stabilized.

During this period, the high-speed moving rope repeatedly rubbed against the sharp corners of the eaves of the five-story tower, the middle crossbar of the fence, and the forest lawn, leaving obvious scars.

"Can this also be hoisted...?"

The pupils of the people standing behind Officer Henggou were dilated, looking at the human-shaped sandbag far away from the ground in bewilderment.

"how?"

Dongfang Haoyue looked at the crowd and told in an elegant and easy-going manner:

“The scene you see now is the true face of the so-called divine punishment.

As for the signs of burnt ropes at the time of the incident, it was obviously caused by the steel plates pulling on the ropes, causing severe friction with the eaves and fences of the five-story pagoda.

Even a brand new rope will be burnt a little. "

Dongfang Haoyue paused for a second and concluded rigorously:

"In addition, the place where the tie clip fell is probably the first scene of the crime."

"Maori detective."

Officer Yokomori looked at Mouri Kogoro, spread his hands and dropped them in front of his body, and asked incomprehensibly:

“How did the prisoner put a rope around Hideaki Oda’s neck?

In my opinion, Ying Ming should have resisted desperately, but we found no trace of him being beaten. "

"Yes, the issue you mentioned is the biggest doubt. I will explain it in detail."

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Officer Henggou, put his hands in his pockets, and analyzed calmly:

“Last night, the prisoner used his mobile phone to make a call and asked Mr. Yingming to come and meet him.

After that, the prisoner waited for an opportunity to say a few words to Ying Ming, and inadvertently walked around behind Ying Ming.

The prisoner put the rope tied to the iron plate around Yingming's neck, and at the same time pulled the rope tied to the iron bar hard, causing the iron plate to lose the support of the iron bar and fall to the bottom of the well.

However, the prisoner knew very well that it would take some time for the power of the iron plate to reach Yingming's neck. Yingming could have taken away the rope or resisted desperately.

So when the illumination provided by the moonlight was not enough, the prisoner kicked Yingming's feet violently, causing him to slip to the ground, leaving traces of grass on the elbows of Yingming's shirt.

At the same time, Yingming's tie clip also fell to the lawn.

To sum up, before he could untie the rope, he was dragged backwards by the rope until he was hanging from the eaves. "

Dongfang Haoyue paused for two seconds and reasoned calmly:

"As for the evidence...the dirt on Hideaki Oda's heels is enough to prove that he fell to the ground and was dragged backwards by a rope for a distance."

"So that's what happened!"

Officer Henggou suddenly realized.

He made a fist with his right hand and hit the palm of his left hand in front of his lower abdomen. He suddenly thought of something, quickly put down his hands, and guessed in surprise:

"Could it be that...this murder was a crime committed by multiple people in collaboration?!"