Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Subaru Okiya continued his previous statement, "The small loop made in the middle of the rope can be used for roller skating."

"So, with each additional pulley, you can use two, four, or eight times the force to pull the rope."

"After all, this is not actually a pulley but a rope loop, so under the influence of friction, the pulling force will not be eight times greater."

"But if a light and smooth rope is used, even Miss Sonoko can pull Officer Takagi."

Sonoko and Xiaolan: "..........."

I was confused when I heard it, wondering what the nonsense was talking about.

Bourbon made the final summary: "In other words, the murderer does not need any accomplices. He can hang Mr. Porto all by himself."

Subaru Okiya agreed, "Also, this knot is called the native knot."

"It is a rope tying method used by freight operators to secure cargo in trucks."

"In other words, the most suspicious person who hanged Mr. Botu is the one who claimed to have worked for a freight company when he was young."

"Mr. Botu's agent."

Everyone turned their eyes to the female agent who was standing in a daze in the distance. Her expression was very solemn, her hands were tightly clasped together, and her heart was beating nervously.

He didn't make any excuses, nor did he say anything, just staring forward with a dull expression.

"It's you. I'm right, right?"

Inspector Megure put his hands in his pockets and looked up: "But the person is hung up, but how can we tie the rope to the audience seats?"

At this moment, Takagi was still hanging high in the air.

Takagi's inner thoughts: "Is there no one here to take care of me? Let me go..."

"This is very simple." Bourbon explained with a smile: "After hanging the person up, tie one end of the rope to the nearest audience seat to temporarily secure it."

"And drill the wire into this position of the hanging rope, and just use that wire to fix the hanging rope."

"Next, untie the excess rope and tie it back to the audience seats. Finally, remove the wire. This native knot has one advantage."

“It doesn’t need to be tied at any part, so it is very easy to disassemble.”

"But if it was a brand new rope, there would be traces of this kind of knot, so the murderer tied the rope again behind the audience seats."

"I used the utility knife in the tool box to cut off the excess rope."

"And put the rope in a bundle and put it on the side of the stage with the tool box, right? Madam Agent?"

Bourbon turned his head confidently and stared at her.

Lao Yang stood in front of her and spoke for her: "Hey, hey! Even if she used to work in the freight industry, that's not enough."

"Just insist that she is the murderer!!"

The agent lowered his head guiltily, beads of sweat on his face. He felt mixed emotions and didn't know how to respond to his words or refute them.

"It's based on the size of the feet." Enomoto Azusa added: "People who work in the freight industry."

She picked up the rope beside her. "Usually the rope is wound up like this and tied into a bundle."

"The inner diameter of this bundle of rope is roughly equivalent to the size of the foot of the person who tied it." She held up the rope wrapped in a circle and showed it to everyone.

"Because the length from a person's elbow to wrist is the size of that person's feet, and the ropes left at the scene were also tied to a size similar to Xiaolan's feet."

Suddenly, she felt someone looking at her out of the corner of her eye. It was Bourbon. He shook his head slightly, indicating that he should be more restrained to avoid suspicion.

Azusa Enomoto turned her back and responded simply with lip language: I have my own weight.

"That's why we thought that the ropes might have been tied by my agent, who is about the same size as me and is petite."

The old dog lowered his head and smiled strangely: "I see, so it is the beautiful agent lady. After 17 years, has her love for Botu turned into hatred?"

“Hey!” Old Yang clenched his fists and retorted unhappily: “Don’t talk nonsense. It’s not confirmed that she did it, right?!”

Conan popped out from nowhere and said in a serious tone, "My pupils are dilated."

He put his hands in his pockets, not even trying to act, and reasoned seriously: "Since he's the agent, he should have noticed it, right?"

"Mr. Hatano wears pupil dilating lenses to make his eyes look bigger and brighter."

"After comparing the photo on Mr. Hatano's driver's license with the photo your magazine took of Grandpa today, even I can see it."

"Hey!! You elementary school student!! Who are you calling grandpa?! I'm only 40 years old!!!" the old dog roared angrily.

Megure turned his head and looked at him sharply: "Silence!!"

Conan chose not to pay attention to common sense, and continued to reason: "One of the pupil magnification pieces is stuck on your back, Miss Agent."

Hearing this, her body subconsciously shrank, and she turned her head in panic, and found that there was indeed a pupil magnifying glass on her back, shining brightly.

"Can I take a look?" Officer Megure came closer. The agent did not choose to resist and turned around as he asked: "I see."

Megure took the pupil magnifier in his hand with gloves on and examined it carefully: "It must have fallen on your clothes when you hung him up."

"Now we have irrefutable evidence. We'll discuss the rest at the police station."

The agent just said "OK" silently and prepared to leave without looking back.

"Wait a minute!" Old Yang was very shocked and asked without a doubt, "Did you really do this? You have been supporting him for 17 years!"

"Why do you have to kill him now?!"

“Please answer me!!”

The agent said nothing, closed her eyes, and tried to avoid the questioning.

Bourbon answered for her: "No matter how many times you ask her, she can't answer you. Why? Because she didn't kill Mr. Porto at all."

The agent's body trembled and her eyes suddenly widened.

"You...what do you mean?" Inspector Megure looked at Bourbon in surprise.

"As for the other pupil dilating lens, guess where it is? It is glued to the back of the seat cushion of the folding chair placed on the side of the stage."

"That is to say, the chair was originally lying at the feet of the hung body."

Bourbon cleared his throat and said, "Let me explain a little more about the baseball with the kite string tied to it."

"The baseball is made by tying the other end of the kite string to the front of the rope and then throwing the ball out."

“Pass the kite string over the ceiling bars, then pull the kite string so that the rope goes around the bars together.”