"Hehehehe!" Inspector Shiratori's laughter carried a hint of sarcasm.
"Little Conan, right? I remember you were Detective Mouri's assistant. You certainly have a rich imagination!"
"However, I have always disagreed with involving such young children in detective work, as it can have a negative psychological impact."
"For example, how did you suddenly come up with a method of murder?"
"These things were just placed here by chance, weren't they?"
The implication is that Conan, having witnessed so many murder cases, sees everything as a murder case.
Conan, who had no evidence of his own and had only come up with this method after being prompted by Yoruichi Toyama, was somewhat disheartened.
However, they didn't take Inspector Shiratori's words seriously.
Having experienced the ups and downs of shrinking, recovering, and shrinking again, and with the support of people like Amuro Tooru, Toyama Yoruichi, and Miyano Akemi, the current high school detective, Kudo Shinichi, is much stronger mentally than before.
He was by no means fighting alone. In addition to Dr. Agasa as his technical support, he and his team actually had a group of people fighting together.
Nobody believes what elementary school kids say? No problem, just find a friend who can be trusted!
Without hesitation, Conan tugged at Yoruichi Toyama's sleeve.
"Yoruichi-nii, I've been deducing based on the clues you gave me. Am I wrong?"
"Why would some police officers be so hostile towards me, a primary school student?"
"Is it the detective's fault for figuring out the murderer's method of committing the crime through deduction?"
"puff--"
Yoruichi Toyama couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.
Seeing that Inspector Shiratori's face had turned as dark green as Zhang Tian's, he could only rub Conan's big head and pretend to comfort him.
"No, that's not what the Inspector meant."
"After all, he is an elite officer from the professional team. Inspector Shiratori knows best that police investigations must be based on evidence, and he will not punish someone for what they say."
Ha!
Inspector Shiratori could tell; you two were just playing along, being sarcastic and sarcastic, weren't you?
But thinking about it, it makes sense. Just because a detective deduces the method of the crime doesn't mean that the detective is a psychopath.
Especially these days, haven't you found enough ready-made detectives in the First Division?
Pick up your bowl to eat, then put down your chopsticks and start cursing?
Inspector Shiratori certainly doesn't want to have that kind of reputation.
Having no choice but to forcibly skip the current chapter, I turned my attention to Yoruichi Toyama.
"So, Mr. Toyama, you also agree with Conan's reasoning?"
"You think Mr. Furuhashi planned the murder in advance, and deliberately changed to another projection window and blocked this side because the hanging corpse would block the projection window?"
"But this is still speculation, there is no evidence."
“No, actually…” Toyama Yoru nodded, indicating that he agreed with the assessment, but gave a negative answer.
At the same time, his gaze was fixed on the ancient bridge that had never dared to look up.
“If the ‘murderer’s’ plan goes beyond this, then further evidence can certainly be found.”
He deliberately didn't mention Guqiao's name, but Guqiao suddenly shuddered, then looked up blankly at the projection room bathed in dim yellow light.
Yoruichi Toyama nodded knowingly.
"It was in that screening room..."
"Inspector Shiratori, don't you find this strange at all?"
"You said Conan's reasoning was pure imagination, that the ladder was placed there 'by chance' so that Mr. Zhang Tian might have been murdered and hanged there, and that the projection window was also blocked by chance..."
"In addition, Mr. Guqiao 'accidentally' changed the window while showing the movie, and during the screening, he 'accidentally' had a wicked thought and wanted to take advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to kill Mr. Zhang Tian..."
“As a criminal investigator, one should be aware of this. If so many ‘coincidences’ come together in an incident, then it may not be a coincidence.”
"That's why I kept thinking about it. Why did Mr. Guqiao hang Mr. Zhang Tian in this position, which just happens to block the projection window?"
"Just like you said, this ladder might not even work. If Mr. Guqiao came quietly to kill Mr. Zhang Tian, why didn't he just leave the body here? That way, it would be less likely to be noticed..."
Following his words, everyone looked around the seats and couldn't help but nod in agreement.
In a dark theater, it would be very difficult to detect if an audience member sitting in the last row were murdered without anyone noticing.
But Inspector Shiratori's eyes suddenly lit up as he realized something.
“In that case, it would be easy to discover that Mr. Zhang Tian was murdered. And since the theater doors were closed during that time, the suspects would be narrowed down to the audience members... and the projectionist who could come down the small staircase from the projection room!”
“In that case, Mr. Furuhashi cannot be cleared of suspicion.”
"But if Mr. Zhang Tian were hung up and blocked the projection window during the film screening, and everyone noticed, he would be considered to have committed suicide!"
But he immediately hesitated, as if there were still unsolved mysteries.
The ancient bridge let out a long sigh.
“Officer, and detective, you are absolutely right.”
“I admit that I wanted to murder Zhang Tian. I had planned to do it on the last day of the cinema’s operation.”
"Let him hang in front of the projection window, so he can look at this empty theater, thanks to him, with hardly any audience members, just like me... I want him to feel this desolation as he dies..."
His voice was calm, but his tone revealed deep pain and regret.
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