The days of being a forensic doctor of salted fish in Rice Flower Town

The perverted butler was cursed by everyone, and the magician said that he looked like a dog, but his heart was unusually dirty.

I wholeheartedly agree, but now he is tied up by me and shrank in a corner without saying a word, as if he doesn't care about being insulted at all.He was thoroughly drenched by the heavy rain just now, his hair was wet against his face, there were still drops of water on his eyelashes, and his eyes were shining with an innocent look.

Bah, green tea man!I complained silently in my heart: Putting on such a pitiful look, I might not know how to plan to exploit me crazily.

But I always feel that something is wrong. Although the perverted butler admitted to me that he was the murderer of Mr. Hans, he is not necessarily the murderer of Mrs. Hans.

Because when I was knocked unconscious, the diary of Miss Nana that was inexplicably lost in the room was not taken by him, so it should be taken away by other caring people.I am more inclined to be taken by the murderer who killed Mrs. Hans, because there must be some secrets hidden in Miss Nana's diary that the murderer does not want everyone to know.

So I looked at the butler who was drenched in a ball, and asked him:

"Do you have anything else to say? Are you really the murderer of Mrs. Hans?"

The butler blinked his big eyes twice, signaling to me that he wanted to say a few words.

So I tore off the tape that the butler put on the butler's mouth, and I was as fast as lightning (asking is to hold grudges).

The housekeeper's mouth also suffered a huge blow from tearing the tape, and his eyes were red.But it looks even more pitiful... Why did this pervert who was trying to abuse me just now act like he was being abused by me!How many faces does this person have, manly heart, sea needle.

The steward made a pitiful look, and said:

"I won't justify anything, I will volunteer to go to the police station with you, if you can be happy about it..."

Like a wet puppy on the side of the road, he blinked his wet eyes open, cautiously raised his eyes to look at me, and then quickly lowered them.

The perverted butler just now and the poor butler opened his mouth, wanting to continue to say something.

Toru Amuro, who was standing beside me, suddenly pulled a roll of tape, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to glue the butler's mouth tightly, making it airtight.

Amuro said: "Don't say what you shouldn't say. If you really want to talk, just save it and go to the police station."

I looked up at the weather outside the window——

There was a thunderstorm.

It is estimated that Officer Megure can't even drive a police car, let alone drive a boat to this island.

The magician yawned, looking very sleepy:

"The next step is to follow the process to reason how the butler killed Mrs. Hans? Can you speak faster, I'm really sleepy."

He had an expression of "can you hurry up, I really want to leave the stage and lie down on the bed" all over his face.

Toru Amuro was about to say something when Detective Mori suddenly felt blessed. He clenched his fist and slapped his palm, his eyes lit up:

"I know his tricks!"

The Maori detective enthusiastically analyzed his reasoning to the prickly ears:

"The butler is the person in charge of the keys in the manor. He usually puts them in a cabinet and locks them up. But that day he secretly went to kill Mrs. Hans and locked the door with the key. He met Lan and Riko in the corridor. When you get to Mrs. Hans’ door, pretend you don’t have the key with you, and finally return the key secretly.” After finishing speaking, Detective Maori stuck out his tongue and laughed, as if he was very satisfied with his reasoning.

But Toru Amuro, Conan and I didn't have any embarrassment on their faces, but the two of them may have deduced the truth long ago, and I...

It is the conclusion drawn according to the forensic code of Mihua Town:

The reasoning of the Maori detective in any non-sleeping state only serves to enhance the liveliness of the scene. .

So let's thank the Maori detectives here for helping to liven things up.

Join me in saying: Thank you Maori Detective.

Before I could finish thinking, Amuro Toru dismantled his master on the spot:

"Actually, the murderer is not the real murderer of the kidnapping, Mr. Butler."

"Huh?" Detective Maori's laughter stopped abruptly, and he silently retracted his tongue that had been protruding from the happy smile.

"No way..." The magician looked sluggish, with dark circles under his chin. He probably wanted to go back to sleep early just like me.In the matter of sleep and rest, whether it is a magician or a forensic doctor, the world is the same.

Everyone present had different expressions after hearing Toru Amuro's words. On the contrary, Mr. Housekeeper, the person involved, showed a calm face, and seemed to be interested in listening to Toru Amuro's reasoning.

"First." Amuro showed everyone the key to Mrs. Hans' room that Conan borrowed from the locked closet.

"There is a small detail that everyone may have forgotten. Maybe it was because of the violent breaking of the door when the murder was discovered. Everyone only remembered that the door of the room was locked, but they forgot to check whether the door was locked from the outside, or whether it was locked from the outside. It's locked inside."

At the scene of the murder, the kid Conan, the parkour master, jumped out of nowhere, holding a fragment of a door lock in his hand.

It was the one that fell from the door that Xiaolan kicked away. Everyone was looking at the lock carefully, but Xiaolan covered her face in embarrassment. door thing.

Amuro added: "If the housekeeper locked the door with a key, then the door should be locked from the outside, but this door is locked from the inside, which proves that the door at the murder scene was locked from the inside. It's locked."

"Wait, but this cannot completely rule out the suspicion of the housekeeper. After all, he carried out the kidnapping case and killed Mr. Hans a few years ago, plus his criminal motive..."

The magician questioned.

"But there is one doubtful point." Toru Amuro frowned, and turned his eyes to my direction silently, "Before Miss Riko was kidnapped, she had a diary that Miss Nana hid in her hand, but now this diary is The mystery is gone.

But the housekeeper who kidnapped her didn't take the diary, so who did it, and on what basis?Could it be that the murderer who killed Mrs. Hans was afraid that something recorded in Miss Nana's diary would reveal his identity, so he took it away. "

Miss Nana's diary was discovered by Xiaolan and I without a doubt. Will take it away, which indirectly shows that this murderer must be inextricably linked with Miss Nana.

"If no one at the scene admits to taking the diary, why not search everyone's room together to see who has the diary in their room." Conan's eyes were sly, and I also saw that he seemed to be Glancing back secretly at Toru Amuro, the two of them looked at each other like a secret signal.

"Search!" Hearing this, the magician's assistant lady couldn't sit still at first, "Search...Searching everyone's room is too disrespectful of personal privacy." She refuted a few words with a blushing face, Seeing Amuro looking at her with an intriguing expression on her face, she seemed to sense something was wrong, and added falteringly,

"And if someone hides the diary on their body in advance and throws it out when they go to other people's rooms, wouldn't it be easy to wrong someone!"

"You seem to be the only one present here who is very excited." Toru Amuro slowly stood up from the sofa, with unkind eyes.

"That's because I'm the only young girl here." Her eyes also became sharper, "If you insist on checking..." She suddenly pointed at me, "Then let Ms. Lizi check me alone room, I just want her to come."

"Hey..." I was suddenly q'd like a child who was distracted in class and was pointed out by the teacher, "I'm confused, I...do I want to go check the room with you?"

It's over, it's work.Tears welled up in my eyes involuntarily.

"Not so good..." I said with a sad face, "It's true that it's easy for the murderer to throw the diary to others..."

Amuro Toru looked at me thoughtfully, I always felt that he seemed to have seen through my lazy plan.

He turned his head to the other side helplessly, as if he hated iron but steel.

"Stop doing these time-consuming and laborious searches now." The psychic old lady who usually doesn't talk much also spoke at this time. She echoed the words of the magician's female assistant, "Everyone is called by a group of detectives here. If you come and go, you might as well try my divination."

In this case, I still don't forget to sell my divination skills. If the psychic old lady goes to the TV shopping station, she will definitely make a lot of money.

The magician muttered emphatically beside him: "No...the detective is just a trick to fool people, he is not as good as a witch..."

The psychic old lady stuck her crutch down: "These great detectives still have hidden clues. My divination is not as deceptive as a detective."

New lead?

I turned my head and looked at Toru Amuro suspiciously. Is there really a clue that he hasn't announced yet?

After being silent for a long time, Toru Amuro decided to reveal this newly discovered clue: "The contents of the safe in Mrs. Hans's room have been lost. Because the safe has no trace of being pried, it has not been found before. .”

"What's in the safe?" I asked curiously.

Toru Amuro didn't respond to me, but stepped forward and quickly tore off the tape on the butler's mouth.

Poor little butler, a second crit.

The housekeeper seemed to have been injured so that he lost consciousness on his mouth. He looked hopeless, but he didn't say anything about his complaints.

I always feel that he has been shrewdly listening to our conversation, and his eyes have been torn off the seal, I don’t know if it’s my illusion, I always feel that his eyes are always floating towards me This side, it's chilly.

Fortunately, Toru Amuro turned his body slightly to block the perverted housekeeper's hidden prying eyes from time to time.

Following the clues that Toru Amuro announced just now, the housekeeper explained to everyone:

"In the safe are some gold bars kept by Mrs. Hans..." He paused for a while before continuing, "There is also a posthumous work of Mr. Hans that will be sold soon."

"I know!" Detective Maori slapped his head, and started his daily lively action again:

"It's Phantom Thief Kid!"

The author says:

Facing the green tea steward, Touzi on the surface: Shut up, you!

Inner Touzi: I learned it, and I will use it in practice next time!

Riko with piercing eyes

Facing the innocent-eyed butler: smelly green tea!retreat!retreat!retreat!

Facing the innocent Matsuda from now on: Peerless innocent, poor boy!

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From now on, it will not be Touzi's home game, after this case is over, it will be Song Tiantian's home game!Because everyone wanted to see it, Song Tiantian began to exert her strength after pushing the green tea butler case and returning to Mihua Town.

Let's say it together:

Song Tiantian, your luck lies ahead~

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