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Chapter 372: Hotel Secret Room Murder Case Solved

"No, because the victim took the medicine once in the bathroom that day." The sleeping Mouri Kogoro said in a negative tone.

"He was taking the exact medication before it was replaced, a non-cephalosporin anti-inflammatory drug. Only when he was taking the medication could he use the excuse of helping Mr. Masato get the medication to replace it."

"In fact, the victim was not very drunk that day, but was still conscious. According to Xiaolan and the others' description, the victim was still consciously mumbling and cursing in the elevator. This is why the murderer did not dare to act directly, because acting directly would cause the victim to struggle, and the victim might have fibers from his own clothes or dandruff on his exposed skin on his fingernails." 'The Sleeping Mouri Kogoro' continued to reason.

"I see." The nearby police officer said with sudden realization.

"Then yesterday, Mr. Harutake wanted to implement the plan from the day before yesterday. To be on the safe side, he did not follow the others' advice to stop him from drinking."

"Instead, he indulged Mr. Masato in drinking until he passed out. He didn't even scold him this time, which made Mr. Tian Ayumi feel guilty. He thought that the reason why Masato stopped scolding him was that Mr. Masato had forgiven him."

"So this time, Mr. Tian Abu took the initiative to send Mr. Masato back, just to take care of Mr. Masato."

"So your plan failed, so you changed it and waited until there was no movement outside. But because your room was the innermost room b520, in order to avoid running into others outside, you planned to walk over from the balcony. Before that, you went to the rooms of everyone except Mr. Masato, originally intending to chat with them."

"In fact, I was observing whether the curtains on their balconies were drawn. However, only Miss Ai's balcony did not have the curtains drawn. You also know that your mentor and I would definitely draw the curtains when we were talking."

"Right, Miss Ai and everyone else." Conan said.

"That's right, among us I am the one who least likes to draw the curtains." Qian Gu Ai nodded.

"Yeah." The other two nodded.

"Then you wait for Miss Ai to go out, then cross the balcony of Miss Ai's room. Cross several balconies until you reach Mr. Masato's room."

"When I gave the replaced medicine to Mr. Yato, I accidentally knocked over his phone, which caused the blank sound. Because you were committing the crime, I was particularly nervous and hung up the phone in a hurry."

"That's why there was a blank recording in the phone recording. The secret room was to cover up the fact that you killed someone, so that it could be considered suicide. If it wasn't considered suicide, you had a second plan, which was to place the drug package on Mr. Taho's house number, in order to put the blame on Mr. Yae Taho, who was most likely the murderer."

"The time you put the drug package on the door number is when you came out and saw us about to knock on the door, and you walked up to us."

"As for the crooked house number, it should have been like that from the beginning. It's just a coincidence."

"Haha, Mr. Maori, I admit that what you said makes sense, but where is the evidence? Why don't you show me the evidence?" Gong Qingwu suddenly laughed.

"You want evidence, Xiaochen." Conan said, looking at them through the gap.

"Hi, Officer Jin, this is for you." Xingchen took a handkerchief wrapped in something, took small steps to Officer Jin and handed the thing over.

"This is a box of amoxicillin." The nearby officer reached out to take the handkerchief, opened it and saw a blue-green box.

There are four Chinese characters "Amoxicillin" written on it.

"Yes, I found it in this big brother's bathroom toilet. By the way, there are some capsules in it that I didn't take out." Xingchen said with a smile on his face, tilting his head.

"That was just the medicine I took. I accidentally dropped it on the ground. It can't be considered as evidence." Gong Qingwu wanted to refute.

Xingchen's sweat dripped down his forehead to his cheeks, and he thought to himself, you guys take the whole box of medicine, right?

"It seems that you won't give up until you reach the Yellow River. Uncle Maori is certainly far-sighted. Look what is here." Xingchen was too lazy to refute him, and took out a hospital receipt and a pharmacy receipt from his trouser pocket, with the time and place written on them.

It’s just that the name of the drug is written on the hospital receipt: Amoxicillin.

"As long as the police go to the hospital and the pharmacy to investigate, they will find out who bought the cefuroxime and the time when Mr. Yato went to the hospital." Xingchen handed the receipt to the nearby police officer and said.

The nearby police officer took the receipt and looked at Gong Qingwu sternly and said, "Please tell me, this receipt..."

Chikamitsuda hadn't finished yet.

Gong Qingwu showed an expression of disbelief on his face and slowly knelt on the ground.

He placed his hands on the ground, staring at the reflective floor, lost in thought.

"Besides, there is a little bit of noise in the recording. The police can amplify the sound and hear the sound of your hurried movements." Conan continued.

When Conan said this, Gong Qingwu's heart died. He said slowly: "Huh, two years ago, Gu Hang should not have returned to the dormitory that night. He should have gone out with Tian Bu to visit the teacher's dance studio. It was all because of him!"

Gong Qingwu held back his tears and raised his head to continue, "He relied on his status as the teacher's first student to ask Gu Hang to go back to the dormitory to get his clothes. He went with Tian Bu and kept saying that it was for his own good."

"It's ridiculous that he has to sacrifice his life just to get a piece of clothing. He can obviously go back and get it himself, but he is deliberately making things difficult for him and oppressing him, just because Gu Hang is our youngest junior brother!"

"Usually he always makes Gu Hang run around, like he has acquired a slave."

Gong Qingwu finally said angrily: "If he had gone back to get it himself that day, Gu Hang would not have thought of returning to the dormitory to put the clothes he had borrowed from Tian Bu back in the dormitory. Then he would not have died."

Gong Qingwu held his head and said, "In the end, he doesn't even feel guilty about this matter until now, but always blames Tian Ayumu."

"Isn't he at fault? Tian Ayumu has always felt regretful and guilty, but what about him?"

Xingchen looked up at Yaeda Ayumu and thought, I didn't expect that someone escaped death because of my guilt.

"Qingwu..." Qian Gu Ai looked at Gong Qingwu in disbelief and shouted. This was obviously her favorite senior brother.

"Let's go." The nearby officer walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and waved his men over.

Two police officers helped Gong Qingwu up and put silver handcuffs on him.

As Gong Qingwu walked past his classmates, he said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Then he looked at Qian Gu Ai lovingly and said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Ai."

Qian Gu Ai, who always had a hot temper, suddenly burst into tears and turned over and lay on Yuan Xizi and cried.

"Well done, little brother. You came here for the drugs, right?" Gong Qingwu looked down at Xingchen and suddenly stopped moving forward and continued, "You will become a famous detective like Detective Maori in the future."

"Huh?" Xingchen stood there in a daze, watching him finish his words and then continue to follow the policeman away.

He wondered if he was talking about himself.

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