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Chapter 72 What kind of justice is unspoken? (shuhaige.net)

Everyone was immediately moved by the projectionist's passion for cinema.

Only Zhang Tian, ​​who had little empathy, let out a strange "Wow!"

"Hey, officers, you heard that! He actually tried to kill me using such a vicious method!"

"Arrest him quickly, hurry up!"

Gu Qiao didn't argue anymore, nodded, and proactively extended both hands.

"Yes, I plead guilty. Officer, arrest me."

"If you want to find evidence, go to the projector in the screening room; there's a mirror stuck there..."

"Mirror?"

The appearance of this strange prop stunned everyone.

Conan, having experienced many such bizarre methods of committing crimes, was the first to think of the reason.

In order to make it appear as if Zhang Tian committed suicide and to create an alibi, Gu Qiao deliberately blocked the projection window on the side where Zhang Tian was to be hung up.

In reality, both projectors were turned on, but only one was playing a film.

That's the projector on the side of the projection window where Zhang Tian is.

It was the same spot where Yoruichi Toyama saw her during the screening of her first film.

When the second film was shown, the old bridge blocked the original projection window, but mirrors were pasted in front of the lenses of both projectors to transfer the image to the window of the other projector.

That completes all the preparations.

In his plan, when he killed Zhang Tian when no one was paying attention and hung him on the ladder, the projection window on this side would still be blocked, and the audience who were focused on watching the movie would not notice.

He then returned to the projection room, found someone to vouch for him, and quickly removed the things blocking the projection window, then took down the mirror in front of the projector lens.

Viewers will then see the images that were originally projected by this projector through the original projection window.

And Zhang Tian's shadow blocking the window.

Upon learning of the entire plan, both Mr. Muramatsu and Ms. Yuriko wore expressions of disbelief.

"Guqiao, how could you..."

The ancient bridge, now that everything had been revealed, showed no sign of excitement.

"Boss, please don't misunderstand, I just love your cinema..."

"I've thought about this for a long time, whether or not to do these things in a movie theater..."

"But that bastard's arrogant attitude is just too much for me to bear..."

"So you're just going to let him die in the movie theater you love so much?" Yoruichi Toyama suddenly interjected.

To be fair, some of the murderers in the Conan world are not entirely unsympathetic.

But something still feels off.

"This kind of person has no respect for this cinema at all; he only treats it as a tool to make money. Do you want him to pollute the cinema, especially in front of so many audience members?"

"Hey, how dare you talk like that!"

Seeing the detective who had initially been on his side suddenly start cursing at him, Zhang Tian immediately became dissatisfied.

But nobody paid him any attention.

Apart from Inspector Shiratori and his group, everyone present had witnessed Zhang Tian's previous arrogant behavior, and no one truly sympathized with him.

Rather than saying we don't want him to die, it's more accurate to say that nobody wants to see a murder occur in a movie theater.

Upon hearing this, Furuhashi looked around and, seeing the disappointed yet sympathetic looks on Mr. Muramatsu's and Yuriko's faces, lowered his head in regret.

"Yes, you're right... I was wrong. I almost tarnished our cinema..."

"More importantly, you almost killed someone!" Yoruichi Toyama said in a comforting tone, but pointed out another fact.

“Mr. Furuhashi, since you love the cinema and your colleagues, these regular customers, you shouldn’t commit a crime for them.”

This was Yoruichi Toyama's own understanding, but it was clear that it couldn't gain the approval of everyone in front of her.

“But Mr. Furuhashi, he didn’t kill for his own sake!” the Junior Detective Club children exclaimed.

The loudest voice was naturally from the chubby boy, Genta.

"That Mr. Zhang Tian is so hateful! He's the one who drove Mr. Guqiao to this point!"

"Mr. Furuhashi, he is standing up for justice for the poor movie theater!"

Of course, this kind of rhetoric has no effect on the police; it's just empty talk.

Because Furuhashi confessed to attempted murder, Shiratori instructed Takagi to handcuff him and take him back for further interrogation.

Zhang Tian followed behind, his hands in his pockets.

Everyone could only watch this scene with longing.

Officer Sato glanced back at the children, then walked back, bent down, and said with a smile, "The word 'justice' shouldn't be uttered lightly!"

"It must be treasured in my heart!"

As if inspired by something, she made a fist-clenching gesture towards the children.

Although they didn't quite understand, the children, encouraged by the encouragement, all exclaimed "Oh!"

Yoruichi Toyama and Conan silently shook their heads at this kind of inspirational rhetoric, remaining noncommittal.

Justice that cannot be spoken aloud...

"So even the police don't dare to openly utter the word 'justice'!"

Before you know it, another cold sentence drifted over from the side.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was that little girl with short brown hair again.

"What kind of justice is it if it can't be spoken aloud?"

"No wonder people are afraid to let the police stand up for them."

It's unclear what triggered Shiho Miyano's sarcastic remarks, but she unleashed a three-part barrage of them as if no one else was around.

She didn't even heed her sister Akemi's suggestive glances.

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