In the bright restaurant, the conductor looked at the body covered by the tablecloth and said in shock:
"You...do you know who he is?!"
"Yes, Baron Abdullah."
Before entering the restaurant, Sakaki Makoto heard the conductor address the man and naturally knew his identity.
Aristocrats are not uncommon in London. Just tonight at the opera house, Makoto Sakaki saw no less than 20 aristocrats of all sizes.
Is it strange?
Not surprising.
"Since you knew his identity, how dare you shoot him?"
"He wanted to kill someone, and I stopped him. It would be fine if you didn't praise me, but you are blaming me instead?"
Sakaki Makoto pulled a chair and sat down, exhaled a puff of green smoke, put the revolver on the table, and snapped his fingers:
"A cup of hot tea, please."
Swallowing his saliva, the conductor vaguely realized that the man in front of him seemed to be a tough guy, or a bandit in the mountains, the type who was fearless.
This kind of people is the most difficult to deal with because they have no fear of punishment and do whatever they want. Not to mention the police, even if God himself came...
I guess he'd get shot.
Thinking of this...
The train conductor was tactful enough not to ask any further questions, nor did he send his men to arrest the man. He just waited until they reached the station and handed the matter over to the police.
The waiter brought the hot tea tremblingly, his hands shaking all the time, and the teacup and the base made a "tapping" sound, as if he was afraid that Sakaki Makoto would raise his hand and shoot him.
Fortunately, Makoto Sakaki picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put it in front of Ai, threw out a shilling tip, and ignored him.
"Mr. Sakaki Makoto, Mr. Sakaki Makoto..."
After breaking free from the security guard's restraints, Conan and the other three sneaked behind Sakaki Makoto and whispered:
"Why do you want to kill people?"
"To save you."
Taking a bite of the cake, Sakaki said calmly:
"He wants to throw you off the train, which is undoubtedly murder. Since he wants to kill you, then I am acting bravely, right?"
"...But this is not a reason for you to kill people!"
"Then I'll give you a second explanation. When I walked in, didn't Hongshu grab Baron Abdullah's wrist?"
Sakaki Makoto said:
"At that moment, Baron Abdullah's attention was not on Hong Shu, but on his left front. Don't you think this action is strange?"
"strangeness?"
Sawada Hiroki asked in confusion:
"What's so strange?"
"Have you ever worked in criminal investigation?"
"No."
"Then let me put it another way. According to psychological research, our body language contains our own emotions, attitudes, and psychological dynamics. It is a subconscious projection behavior."
Crossing his legs, Sakaki Makoto leaned back in his chair and talked freely:
"When a normal person expresses emotions, thoughts and information to the outside world, language only accounts for 45%. The remaining 55% is based on body movements, such as a look or a backward movement. Language can deceive people, but subconscious body movements are difficult to do."
"When I was doing criminal investigation, my teacher taught me to pay attention to the other person's body."
"Take me now as an example..."
Sakaki Makoto pointed at himself:
"Did you notice anything unusual?"
Hearing this, Sawada Hiroki and the others looked over and saw Sakaki Makoto sitting with his legs crossed, his body leaning to one side, his head slightly tilted to the side. At first glance, there was nothing special about him, but...
The direction he was heading was exactly where Haibara Ai was sitting.
"It seems you have discovered..."
Nodding, Sakaki Makoto smiled and said:
"That's right. When I sit here, my body will unconsciously move closer to Ai. This is a subconscious behavior. I don't control it deliberately. It's just because I care about her."
"When people care about something, they will usually show it through body language. Just like I put the revolver on the table and pointed it forward, with the conductor and others standing in front of me. This action will invisibly put pressure on the conductor and others, making them nervous and afraid to resist."
"If I were to intensify the pressure further..."
Having said this, Sakaki Makoto suddenly changed his posture, leaning forward, crossing his fingers, placing them on the table, facing forward.
The conductor and others standing opposite Sakaki Makoto were suddenly startled and took a half step back involuntarily, with a trace of fear in their eyes, because...
The revolver was only a few centimeters away from Makoto Sakaki, and he could pick it up at any time if he wanted.
"This technique is usually used in negotiations, using body language to create pressure on the other party and using a defensive posture to express one's own strength..."
"I see!"
Sawada Hiroki reacted quickly and immediately understood what Sakaki Makoto meant:
"When I grabbed Baron Abdullah's wrist, he didn't look at me, but looked to the left. This means there is something in front of him that he cares about... or someone!"
"Yes, Hongshu, you are much smarter than Officer Takagi's stupid head."
Sakaki Makoto smiled knowingly:
"If you are truly a stranger to Baron Abdullah, how could he turn his attention elsewhere?"
"so..."
"I infer that Baron Abdullah is most likely an accomplice of Jack the Ripper. They followed Professor Moriarty's orders and led us onto this train. I'm afraid there is another mystery."
Would a cruel serial killer be afraid of two children and Mao Lilan?
Even if they have Kidd by their side, judging from the surface, their combat effectiveness will not be very high.
Jack the Ripper could have easily found an empty corner to kill them, but he didn't. Instead, he led Conan and the other three onto a train to Dartmoor, escaping the sight of the London police.
Why?
Could it be that Jack the Ripper had the ability to predict the future and knew in advance that Mao Lilan had extraordinary fighting power?
Of course not. Jack the Ripper did this for other reasons.
Professor Moriarty's shadow is always there.
No wonder Makoto Sakaki always felt something was wrong. Since Professor Moriarty ordered Jack the Ripper to kill Irene Adler, there was nothing wrong with using a bomb, but why did Jack the Ripper place the bomb in the room?
Wouldn't it be better to place it directly in Irene Adler's lounge, or on the path she took to the stage?
That way...
There was a 90% chance that Irene Adler would die instantly, without even the need for rescue.
After hearing Sakaki Makoto's reasoning, Conan and the others were stunned for a moment, then slowly turned their heads and looked to the left...
In front of their left sat a gentle red-haired woman. She was wearing black gloves and her thin body gave people a pitiful feeling. She kept her head down, and her eyes were filled with a hint of sadness.
And she...
He was one of the five suspects Conan had previously identified.
Looking around, Makoto Sakaki said a few words in Ai's ear. Ai looked at him deeply, then stood up and walked out of the restaurant.
"Miss, could you please come over here for a moment?"
His fingers tapped the table, making a dong-dong sound, and Sakaki Makoto smiled and said:
"Or should I go over and invite you?"
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