Chapter 34 The Secret Behind
"Huh?! You suspect me just because of this? Are you discriminating against me for still playing Pokémon at my age?" Shironaka Yuta widened his eyes and looked at Officer Nagasawa in disbelief.
Officer Nagasawa also felt that this was a bit unreliable and scratched his head awkwardly, "Uh, that's not what I meant. Do you mind if we search you?"
"But we don't even know the dead person..." Miyazaki Yuyou frowned and looked at the police, "I just heard everything. The three people in their room all have a grudge against the dead person. You don't suspect them, so why did you find us?"
Officer Nagasawa smiled and said, "Actually... you are all similar suspects. Except for that student, you all have the possibility of committing the crime~"
"Really? How could such a thing happen at a gathering of like-minded people? Forget it, Yutai, finish the investigation as soon as possible and let's leave early. I rushed here after get off work and I have to go to work tomorrow... Oh, really." Miyazaki Tamasuke patted Yutai Shironaka's shoulder and comforted him.
"Okay, okay, let's go... check inside the utility room. You want me to take off all my clothes, right? You won't let me do it in the corridor and in front of the camera, right?" Although Shironaka Xiongtai was speechless, he still agreed patiently.
"Then I'll go get some drinks, what do you want?"
"Thanks Miyazaki, coffee trouble."
"OK"
Conan looked at Kazukage Yayoi's eyes fixed on the surveillance camera and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Did you find anything?"
"The color of this dress...is darker when I go in than when I come out."
Conan did not doubt Jing Yayoi's judgment. He had experienced the other party's observation ability as accurate as an instrument, so he said: "Well... the quality of this surveillance video is not good, it is not very clear, but if you are sure, you can take a screenshot and compare the colors. However, the different light when entering and exiting will actually affect the color you see."
"No, I mean, its saturation has changed, not its brightness."
Conan asked hesitantly: "What does this mean?"
"This dress seems to be faded?"
"Faded?" Conan looked carefully for a while before he could barely tell that it seemed to have faded. When he went in, the clothes were pure bright yellow, and when he came out, they became a lighter bright yellow. It was probably the difference between 60°100°100° and 60°60°100° in the HSB value. But bright yellow was dazzling to begin with, and after several comparisons, Conan felt like his eyes were almost blinded.
Conan rubbed his eyes. "Yes, a little, but it's hard to say whether it's because of the light. After all, the difference is really very slight."
"What you said makes sense, but..."
Seeing that Kazukage Yayoi stopped talking again, Conan quickly asked, "Just what?"
But in "his memory", the murderer's clothes were lighter than what was seen in the surveillance video, and even appeared a little white.
"Nothing...did you find anything?"
Conan curled his lips in annoyance. Why do you always stop talking halfway? However, he still shared his findings. "The blood at the scene did not splash onto the toilet baffle, which is unreasonable. The deceased was beaten to death multiple times. The iron rod must have splashed blood everywhere, but the deceased's blood basically flowed down along the neck. I can only think that it was because someone put a bag on the deceased's head when he was beaten. However, would a normal adult really allow someone to put a bag on his head?"
"Did you see the needle hole in his arm?"
Conan was stunned, then suddenly realized, "You mean, he injected himself with drugs? But how did the murderer know that he would... Oh! I understand! They came to trade drugs, and the deceased was testing the purity of the drugs!"
Kazukage Yayoi nodded in agreement, "There's a syringe on the ground."
Conan did not stop reasoning, "But then the question arises, why didn't the murderer take the syringe with him? Isn't it easy to infer that it was a stranger who committed the crime? After all, only strangers need to go to the bathroom to secretly trade drugs. If it is an acquaintance, they can just change it in the private room. Could it be that the syringe was deliberately left at the scene? Is this the murderer's motive... or... declaration?"
Kazukage Yayoi reminded: "But Matsumoto has nothing to do with all this. He didn't inject drugs. He just went to the toilet. Even if he was a witness and the murderer was wearing a hood, there was no need to kill him. It would have been enough to knock him out, but the murderer not only knocked Matsumoto out, but also almost strangled him to death."
Conan nodded, "Indeed, and the murderer did not choose to hit the head continuously like Okubo did, but chose to strangle him. Although the iron rod is bent, it is not damaged. What changed his method of committing the crime? It is probably because he did not prepare extra bags. He was worried that the blood would splash on himself, which means that the other party could not deal with his clothes. What he is wearing now is the one in the surveillance video!"
"Speaking of which, Brother Yayoi, what was Matsumoto doing before he went to the bathroom?"
Kazukage thought for a moment, "He's doing magic, playing card (tola-pu) magic."
Conan was stunned, "Wait, playing cards? Isn't that poker (po-ka-)?"
Only then did Kazaki Yayoi realize that what Matsumoto originally said was not "po, cough, po, cough", but "po-ka-, po-ka-".
"What he meant was... that he wanted me to take a look at the playing cards he left on the table before he left?" But how could Matsumoto have foreseen that he would be attacked before going to the bathroom and even left a message?
"Let's go and take a look first!" Conan took the lead and rushed into the room without hesitation, and Jing Yayoi had to follow.
Seeing this, Mao Lilan asked Sonoko in confusion, "When did they become so close?"
Sonoko was also confused, "Who knows, but the way Kazukage-san spoke to Conan so gently was so handsome!"
Mao Lilan held her forehead helplessly and said, Hey, if your boyfriend Kyogoku Makoto knew about this, Kazukage's body wouldn't be able to withstand a punch from him.
Arriving at the private room, Conan took out a pair of small gloves and put them on himself, then picked up the playing cards on the table and looked at them. "This is a card specially used for magic. It is very thin and harder than normal cards, but there is nothing special about it."
"No, there's something special." He Jing Yayoi took out an Ace of Hearts, clasped his hands together to hold the card tightly, and let go after ten seconds. He saw that the pattern on the card suddenly turned into a "well" character.
Conan's eyes widened in surprise and he said, "It's actually a temperature change card, but what does this well mean?"
So He Jing Yayoi picked up another Ace of Spades, and ten seconds later he opened his palm, and there was a word "fog" on the card.
"Ah~ I see, it was custom-made by Matsumoto, and he used it to confess his love to Sakurai Kiriko." Conan suddenly realized and found it a little funny, "This is a good idea. I hope he can change it for Sakurai-san again after he wakes up. But what is the complete sentence?"
Kazukage Yayoi shook his head, "I don't know either. I just saw that it's a temperature change card. We can both try it."
Look, see? How did you see that? Conan was a little dumbfounded. But he didn't say anything, "Okay, I'll go get a cup of hot water."
After a moment, they tried all the cards. Four Aces meant "Sakurai Kiriko", four 2s meant "I like you", and four 3s meant "Do you like me?"
This was not a problem, but the problem was that they discovered that two jokers were missing.
"Temperature change... I remember some fabrics can also be temperature change." Kazukage Yayoi said, "Could the murderer's clothes also be temperature change, so he took away the temperature change card when he saw Matsumoto holding it?"
Conan nodded, "It's not impossible. But how did he control the temperature? High temperature must be ruled out first, and the 30-degree hand temperature must also be ruled out, otherwise it will be exposed if someone touches it. The temperature is 20 degrees now, and it can't be 20 degrees, which means that he only has the possibility of temperature change below 10 degrees. This requires carrying something like ice to meet the temperature change requirements, and the ice must be large enough, otherwise the temperature will be uneven and the depth of the clothes will be different. In this case, it is difficult to do, right?"
Kazukage Yayoi didn't know how to solve this problem either, "But we can use this as an excuse to ask Officer Nagasawa to search them. Maybe someone's clothes can really be temperature-controlled?"
"Indeed, you are right." So Conan "inadvertently" reminded Uncle Mori and Officer Nagasawa of the information he had discovered.
"Ah~ Brother Maori, you really are worthy of being a famous detective. I will let the suspects be searched now." Officer Nagasawa looked at Uncle Maori with admiration. Although Uncle Maori felt something was not right, he still agreed with a laugh.
"Please, gentlemen, please go to the storage room. Ladies, please go to the women's restroom. There are no cameras in these two rooms." Officer Nagasawa scratched his head. "But there are no female police officers now. Miss Maori, can you help search me?"
Seeing Mao Lilan nodded, Officer Nagasawa continued, "Then please ask the men to enter the room in the order of Ranjian, Kazaki, and Jonaka, and the ladies to enter the room in the order of Miqian, Kumamoto, and Miyazaki to search the room."
Officer Nagasawa asked the KTV manager to bring a large bucket of ice water and handed it to Mao Lilan, "Ms. Mao Li, please use water to test their coats. Test both the front and back to see if there is any discoloration."
"Okay, I understand." Mao Lilan was about to take the bucket when she heard Ms. Miyazaki scream. The two turned around and saw that the coffee in Ms. Miyazaki's hand was knocked away by Ms. Kumamoto, spilling all over them.
"My clothes!" Ms. Kumamoto took off her coat and shook it vigorously. "Damn it, my clothes are worth 100,000 yen! Can you afford it?"
Ms. Miyazaki wanted to apologize, but after hearing what Ms. Kumamoto said, she also became angry: "It was you who hit me!"
"Huh? Who's that sneaking around behind me?"
"What do you mean by sneaky? I was standing there normally, not moving at all!"
"You poor bastard, you just don't want to pay for my clothes, right?"
"What? You should be the one to compensate me, right? Gold digger!"
Seeing the two people quarreling and almost getting into a fight, Officer Nagasawa hurried over to stop them, "Hey, hey, hey~ Don't do that, don't do that, it's just a small matter~ Stop it, hey, hey!"
The two ladies refused to give in. One grabbed my hair, and I grabbed your neck. Seeing their friend being beaten, the remaining people joined in, and it turned into a group fight among six people. Even Officer Nagasawa, who tried to stop the fight, was beaten several times by the angry crowd and ran out of the center of the storm with a bruised face. He grabbed the bucket in Mao Lilan's hand and poured a bucket of water on her, shouting, "Stop it!"
The ice water forced the six people who were fighting to the point of being confused to calm down. Seeing that Officer Nagasawa had even his police uniform ripped off by them, they all looked away in embarrassment.
Officer Nagasawa was panting with exhaustion. He put his hands on his waist and directed the officer next to him, "Separate the two groups of people. Just let me change their clothes. Really, one by one, two by two."
Conan's expression was a little subtle. He pulled on Jing Yayoi's clothes and asked, "Do you think... Miss Miyazaki's behavior is strange?"
Kazukage Yayoi looked at Conan strangely. No, he thought it was not Miyazaki who was strange. Conan, who kept calling Matsumoto instead of Matsumoto's brother, was the strange one, as if he and Matsumoto were the same age.
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