The Split-Actress in Conan's World

"All the clues have been pointed out. The murderer is you!"

"Mr. Rin!"

What's going on?

He suddenly felt dizzy, his vision began to spin, and he could no longer maintain his balance and fell to the ground.

So from the perspective of others, it seems that this guy named Rin Shakuha has been exposed and is about to kneel down to confess his guilt and state his motives.

He calmed down, slowly opened his eyes, and finally saw his current situation clearly.

The high-spirited young man standing in front of him had one hand confidently in his pocket and the other hand pointing straight at him. In addition, there were three men and women in different clothes standing beside them, and there was a circle of uniformed police officers surrounding them.

Lin Chiyu felt the intense dizziness slowly disappearing, and he had the energy to continue observing. As he raised his head, his sight moved upwards, and he saw a figure hanging from the ceiling. At the same time, the sound of dripping water dripping down reached his ears.

Sunny Doll?

Oh, it's a corpse.

At this moment, the young detective in front of him had just begun his ingenious reasoning. While speaking, he was also directing the police officers around him.

Then those well-dressed police officers actually ran around according to the instructions of this guy who looked like a high school student.

Rin Chiyu was greatly shocked, and felt vaguely as if it was a sense of déjà vu.

So who is this guy and what is he talking about that I can't understand?

"That's where you assemble these cat cans into a simple pulley system using the drainage pipes in the ceiling, like this."

The young detective took the cat cans that looked like evidence from a police officer, stuck them between adjacent drain pipes on the ceiling, and then put a thick hemp rope through them. It really looked like a pulley system from a textbook.

"Then just tie Mr. Hiraga's neck, who has already been knocked unconscious. Then stand on the dining table, hold the other end of the rope, and jump down in this position."

As he said this, he demonstrated it himself.

As the young detective jumped off the dining table, the rope suddenly tightened, rubbing against the cat can, making a "hissing" sound, and then it was stuck tightly. Even though the young detective had let go, there was no sign of looseness.

"In the end, you just need to tie the rope to the drainpipe calmly and then take the cat can out. That's why there are scratches on Mr. Hiraga's cat can."

"Using this method, it is easy to hang Mr. Hiraga, who weighs 80 kilograms, and then cut his wrists to let the blood out, creating the illusion that he hanged himself and cut his wrists."

While he was demonstrating, Rin Chiha also took a general look at the situation, briefly glanced at the corpse, but paid more attention to several other suspects.

Female, short hair, short stature, does not seem to have enough explosive power, has pure eyes, but has too much body language, and seems to be pretentious.

"How could this happen? This is too much!" Chihiro Nishijima clasped her hands in front of her heart, unable to imagine that her neighbor, who seemed so unremarkable in her daily life, would commit such a cruel act of murder.

The man is about 176 cm tall, with leg muscles in good condition. He should be able to touch the ceiling by jumping with his arms, which means he has the conditions to commit the crime.

The long-haired frivolous man named Oda Jiro put on a look of disgust and condemned condescendingly: "Although Hiraga was a bit mean to you, you shouldn't have the intention to kill him for it. It's just a small matter like the garbage piled in the corridor."

The remaining man in home clothes didn't say anything, but just kept tapping his toes, looking very impatient.

Nakao Changichi would occasionally steal a glance at Chihiro Nishijima next to him, and then frequently looked at the clock hanging on the wall, seeming very anxious.

"Please, please take the criminal away quickly. I still have stew on the stove and I can't waste my time with you."

Although his words also pointed out that Rin Chiha was the murderer, at least this person did not have any acting mentality.

Lin Chiyu withdrew his gaze, feeling that the severe dizziness had eased a little, and turned his gaze to the corpse hanging from the ceiling.

The deceased's expression was not calm. His eyeballs protruded from being suspended, and due to lack of blood circulation, they turned bluish-black, which looked somewhat creepy.

But there was one detail that caught his attention.

That is, the deceased's mouth is tightly closed.

The young detective at the side had almost completed the process and showed a confident smile to the man sitting on the ground, as if he was a shark that had cornered its prey and was about to bite it to pieces.

"As for the motive, it's just like what Mr. Oda said. Mr. Hiraga has been piling up garbage and occupying the corridor for a long time. He also mocked you who lived across the street. After a long time, you finally couldn't stand such behavior and decided to kill him."

Lin Chiyu didn't know why this guy was so sure that he was the murderer, but he still needed some time to observe some details on the body, so he supported himself with his hands, trying to stand up from the ground and observe the body more carefully.

"Don't move!"

"What are you doing?"

The surrounding policemen immediately rushed over, pinned him down, and locked his hands behind his back.

Lin Chiyu felt a pain in his shoulder when it was twisted, and he let out a hiss with the corner of his mouth parted.

"Wait, I have something to say!"

He shouted quickly, and the force behind him weakened a little.

"I didn't commit this crime, but I have a way to help you solve it!"

Several policemen looked at each other, then turned around and looked at the young detective as if for advice.

The detective became interested and waved them to let go of Lin Chiyu: "You mean, you want to overturn the case when all the evidence points to you?"

After finally recovering from the dizziness, he was suppressed by a group of big men again. At this moment, Lin Chiyu finally got a moment of physical freedom and breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right. If I can't find enough evidence to prove my innocence in the end, then I have nothing to say and will just surrender to the law."

"But if I successfully prove that the murderer is someone else, then you, and you guys..." Rin Shakuha pointed at the young detective and several policemen, his shoulder still aching slightly.

"You all need to apologize to me."

The woman named Nishijima Chihiro shouted, "Are you just going to let the murderer be so arrogant? He must be trying to use an excuse to destroy the evidence. Hurry up and arrest him. Is this how you guarantee the safety of taxpayers?"

The police were in a dilemma as well, not knowing whether they should just handcuff him.

"Okay!" The young detective stood up with an excited smile on his face and a bright light flashing in his eyes.

"Correct reasoning has nothing to do with the murderer's clever tricks, because there is only one truth!"

"But I have to warn you in advance that you cannot touch the relevant evidence yourself. I will have to do it for you."

The detective narrowed his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth provocatively: "So, you want to retreat when you see difficulty?"

Lin Chiyu sorted out his mentality and began to mediate with him: "If this can be called difficult, then Mr. Poirot is probably a miracle for you."

"Let's first overturn the simplest mistake. Mr. Detective, please go to the body and check the face of the corpse."

The young detective readily followed suit and, while examining the dead Mr. Hiraga, told him the results of his examination.

"The eyeballs were protruding, the face was dark blue, the nose was dry, the lips were cyanotic, and there were Yoshikawa lines and scratches on the neck of the deceased, which was a typical sign of strangulation."

"Any questions?" Although he was asking Xiang Linchiyu, his tone showed complete confidence in his own reasoning.

"Two questions."

Lin Chiyu did not lose control of his emotions because he was wrongly accused. Instead, he became more rational. "First, according to your reasoning, the murderer first knocked the victim unconscious and then hung him up. How could the victim appear on the Yoshikawa Line when he was in a coma?"

Yoshikawa Line refers to scratches caused by the victim's subconscious use of the rope to pull outwards when the neck is strangled. It is a professional term commonly used by the Japanese police.

"That's because the murderer didn't expect that the dose of the drug was not enough to make Mr. Hiraga completely pass out. When faced with a life-and-death crisis, the deceased was finally awakened by a strong feeling of suffocation and struggled subconsciously."

"So what you mean is that the deceased was lucid enough to struggle before being hanged, right?"

"Judging from the clues, that's right," the young detective affirmed.

"Then may I ask, if a conscious person is hanged, what kind of death should he be in?"

"Cause of death? Of course it is..." The young detective had a solid knowledge base and could give the answer without much thought. However, before he could utter the answer, his voice gradually faded away.

Seeing the detective in a daze, Lin Shakuha knew that he had realized where the problem was, so he answered himself: "Yes, if you often observe people who are hanged, you will find that they all have one basic thing in common."

"People who are still alive, whether conscious or not, will instinctively struggle desperately in the intense feeling of suffocation. Not only will there be a lot of scratches on their necks, but their mouths will also be wide open trying to breathe. After death, the tongue muscles will first relax and then become stiff, and they will be in a 'long tongue' posture."

He pointed at the body without hesitation: "And the dead man's mouth is closed."

"real......"

"Could the 'police savior' also make mistakes?"

"It's unbelievable."

There were exclamations from the policemen on the side, and after a while, there was a whisper.

The young detective's expression became more serious. "You are right. This is indeed unreasonable. I was careless in my reasoning."

After hearing his words, the young detective seemed to really start thinking again, which surprised Rin Chihaba a little. He thought that this was a young man who was immersed in his own reasoning.

"So the real sequence should be that the murderer knocked the victim unconscious and then cut his wrists, causing him to bleed to death. After the body went into rigor mortis, the murderer then hung it up, which is why the body, contrary to common sense, had its mouth tightly shut."

Rin Chihaba was quite relieved that the detective just walked into an alley and was not really incompetent, which meant that it would be much easier for him to prove his innocence.

"After a person is hanged, the body will stiffen 40 minutes to two hours faster than normal. If the body dies due to excessive bleeding, it will stiffen even slower. In other words, the actual time of death is about four hours earlier than the autopsy result!"

After the young detective got out of the dead end, his thoughts became clearer.

"That is around 4 a.m. today!"

After a while, he turned around and bowed to Lin Chiyu very solemnly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I didn't think carefully and made the wrong inference."

Lin Chiyu accepted it calmly.

"He just changed the time of the crime. It doesn't prove anything. There were clearly only his bloody footprints at the scene!" The frivolous man Jiro Oda pointed at the obvious bloodstains on the floor, very puzzled.

"Even now, don't you understand?" Lin Chiyu smiled sarcastically.

"Besides, it's just a shoe print. It doesn't mean anything. You can find the same shoe in any store around here. As long as you test my shoes with luminol reagent, you will know that the bloody footprint is not mine."

"Luminol?"

Rinshakuha saw the detective was visibly stunned when he heard this, and then he approached the fat police officer in a yellow coat and said, "Inspector Megure, do we actually have this kind of technology?"