No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Most of the murders were related to Miss Kikuno.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao pushed back according to the information he had, and sorted out the relationship of some characters.

Monk Zhongnian and Miss Kikuno are definitely not like what Kuannian said, they just have a good relationship.

Maybe two years ago, they had a secret relationship, and they were privately set for life.

It's a pity that a marriage contract completely shattered the beautiful fantasy.

Since ancient times, it has been difficult for mandarin ducks to achieve positive results.

Like Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, Romeo and Juliet.

There is a saying that the authorities are obsessed, and the bystanders are clear.

As a passerby, Suzuki Qiaoqiao sees it more thoroughly.

It's understandable that Miss Kikuno is burdened with the marriage contract, and she chooses to compromise in the face of choices.

Tian Yong presided over the marriage of his granddaughter to the heir of the big temple, perhaps for profit.

But it was undeniable that he wished Miss Kikuno a better life.

No one is right or wrong, this is a class conflict between two generations.

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After mentioning Conan, Suzuki Qiaoqiao came to the second floor.

There is a waterfall near here and the water is gurgling.

The three colleagues of the survey team saw him and took the initiative to say hello:

"Hello, Advisor Suzuki."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao nodded, reluctantly as a response.

Such a reaction can't really say that he is cold.

In the face of a colleague who can't even name it, he really doesn't know what to say.

The bifurcation of the waterfall is very close to the skylight of the practice room.

As long as a maximum of three planks are erected here, the water flow can be successfully directed.

Suzuki Takashi stood here, checking intently.

It was soon discovered that a piece was missing from the floor, with visible cutting marks on it.

He walked to the skylight, peered in, and asked:

"Can anyone come in here?"

"Consultant Suzuki, it is possible, but it is too reluctant."

A police officer from the investigation team just went in and expressed his personal opinion:

"I've been in, and the distance between the beams is narrow. It would be very troublesome if the body was on the back."

Very troublesome, does not mean impossible.

You can't judge the murderer with your own mindset.

Suzuki Takashi stood by the window, fully grasping the modus operandi.

Next, it’s time to look for evidence of conviction.

"Da da da."

In his thoughts, Conan came to the second floor.

Seeing that he was hesitating to speak, Suzuki Qiaoqiao ordered:

"You go down first, I have something to say to him."

The police officers of the investigation team knew Conan, and this kid often helped when he solved the case before.

"Okay, Advisor Suzuki, let's talk."

When the police officer left the scene, Conan raised his head and said solemnly:

"Indeed, I am too much for the achievement and pleasure of reasoning.

Unconsciously, I gradually fell in love with this feeling.

Mr. Suzuki, you're right, I shouldn't face murders with a game mentality.

Having a strong will to win or lose will blind the eyes of discovering the truth.

I can't imagine if Xiao Lan died in front of her, she would still be able to investigate the case calmly. "

Everyone understands the big truth, but it’s just a matter of making changes or not.

Conan was immersed in his father's ears and eyes since he was a child, and he was particularly keen on reasoning.

Unearth the hidden truth and debunk the lies of the murderer.

Let the audience applaud and let the police take the initiative to praise.

For a long time, it made him addicted and unable to extricate himself.

If he preached directly, maybe Conan would not listen.

Strong self-esteem, will ignore many suggestions.

But after the attack on the police, his heart has grown a lot.

Conan doesn't want to deal with Maurilan's murder himself, that's too scary.

"Just know, since you want to make changes, you have to shoulder the responsibility."

Seeing his solemn expression, Suzuki Qiaoqiao grinned and joked:

"Don't put your face down and make it like online dating meets a heavy tank."

Conan was puzzled and asked:

"Heavy tanks?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was too lazy to explain and waved his hand:

"You're still young, you'll know when you grow up."

Suzuki Takashi is good at finding clues, while Conan is good at reasoning.

The two complement each other's abilities and assist each other, so that the effect of 1+1>2 can be achieved.

"I already know the murderer's modus operandi, see if you need anything else to add."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao is working with Conan seriously this time, not playing a reasoning game:

"According to the degree of damage to the spine, it can be confirmed that the host Tian Yong was strangled with a rope, not hanged himself.

The murderer went to the second floor first, using wooden boards to guide the flow of the waterfall, and wanted to pour water into the room.

He wanted to use a kayak to transport the body to a higher place.

But in the process of trying, there was a problem.

The pressure of the water flow in the house was too strong, and he could not block the crack of the door with tape.

I guess the killer is not skilled, so I stopped halfway through.

Then use an axe to split the wall on the corridor on the first floor, and the gushing water will rush out a large hole.

The murderer came to the second floor with the body on his back, and put plastic bags or the like on the beam to create the illusion of hanging. "

The modus operandi given by Suzuki Qiaoqiao fills in the blank of Conan's reasoning.

However, there are still some differences in the judgments of the two.

Conan's reasoning is that the murderer erected wooden boards and poured water into the house.

During the period, the door was sealed with tape, and when the water level rose, the body was transported up the beam with a kayak.

After hanging the rope, put a plastic bag on it and climb out through the skylight.

Immediately came to the corridor on the first floor and cut a gap with an axe.

When the water level drops, recycle the kayak and clean up the site.

The entire practice room is square, and the length is 2.7 meters.

The height was measured by the police of the survey team, and it was 10 meters.

Since there is no furniture in the house, the area is 2.7 meters X2.7 meters X10=72.9 cubic meters.

The weight of water is 1, which means that theoretically, it takes 72.9 tons to fill the practice room with water.

Conan always felt that the murderer used tape to stick the door.

Thinking about it carefully, I found that I took it for granted.

The pressure caused by 72.9 tons of water, the tape could not bear at all.

Possibly in line with Mr. Suzuki's reasoning, there was a serious leak a few hours after watering.

The killer had to give up and switch to another option.

Otherwise, when the water is full, the wooden door will not be able to withstand the pressure and will break open directly.

At that time, the sound was so loud that not only would it be impossible to throw the pot to Wutiangou, but it would also expose Tianyong's body in advance.

Conan thought to himself, gradually approaching the truth of the incident.

Now that I've given up on winning and losing, I feel...not bad.

To be able to cooperate with Mr. Suzuki can be described as a strong alliance.

Conan was at the crime scene last night, and Suzuki Qiaoqiao wanted to hear his opinion:

"Do you have anything to add?"

"No, I know the modus operandi, just investigate the alibi."

Having said this, he grinned, and the glasses suddenly reflected:

"I know who the murderer is!"