After hearing Tang Ze's suggestion, even though everyone was filled with infinite curiosity about the case, seeing that the other party had no intention of explaining, they suppressed the urge to ask questions.
After the group moved to the restaurant, they each chose the food they wanted to eat.
However, it seemed that except for Tang Ze and the other three who had already figured out the truth of the case, the other three were a little absent-minded while eating.
During this somewhat agonizing wait, the forensic examiner finally ran over and reported to Tang Ze that they had prepared the reasoning scene.
Upon hearing this, Tang Ze also quickened his pace, finished the last bit of curry rice on the plate, stood up and led everyone to the corner of the bathroom where the crime scene occurred.
It seemed that God also knew that this was a critical moment. The heavy rain that had just fallen had completely stopped at this moment.
When everyone arrived at the crime scene, they found that the corner of the bathroom was completely flooded with water.
"Hey, hey, what's going on?!" Seeing the water almost reaching his calves gathered in this corner, Shancuncao immediately became anxious: "Why is the entire area around the bathroom soaked in water?"
"We did this on purpose according to the instructions of Detective Tang Ze..." the forensic officer nearby explained.
"Yes, I asked them to do it."
Shiliang smiled and said, "They should have learned that principle and done an experiment. Before lighting a candle standing outside a bowl or container, fill it with water.
"What's that?"
Of course, Masumi Tamba did not use tape to stick down the exhaust fan at the top of the front.
But that would suit him just fine, since that plan didn't require the body to be found early. If he just needed proof that I wasn't present when I died, then it wouldn't work.
"That's a mistake!"
In the bathroom cubicle that everyone saw, Shancuncao was sitting under the toilet with an oxygen tank, waiting quietly.
What they saw behind them was just a smaller version of the compression experiment.
However, Tamba Masumi, who had been waiting for a long time, was not at all flustered. He untied the tape around the door crack step by step.
"You're worried. Is there anything safe?" Shira smiled and looked at the forensic officer beside him. "Just give the portable oxygen cylinder you asked them to prepare just now to Detective Yamamura."
"Can the mechanism set up by my brother-in-law really drown people?" Yuanzi, who was standing aside, crossed her arms and watched the busy crowd discussing with her sister.
Tang Ze nodded and said, "I asked them to plug the sewer with towels so that the rainwater would be blocked at the drain outlet.
I guess he used the excuse of forgetting his car keys and asking me to hide from the rain to get me to retreat inside.
If you cover the candle with the beaker before that, the outer candle will go out before it burns out the air.
"Tang Ze, this guy, is saving your bad friend by seeing him die..." Zheng Gan He Xia said anxiously: "That is your weakest motive."
"But why is there so little water outside the bathroom?" Da Lan asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"But in that case, the important murder scene will be solved..." Yamamura Cao looked at Sera and said.
"Yes, the criminal is not him."
But Zheng discovered it too late, so his presence as proof was also useful.
The moment the small door was opened, the water outside rushed out as if a floodgate had been opened.
As the air cooled, it began to shrink, and the accumulated rainwater began to flow back into the bathroom through the ventilation fan above the small door.
Although the rest of the people didn't say anything, they all stood aside and looked at the closed bathroom door, quietly waiting for what was to happen.
"Is that an oxygen tank?!" Yamamura So calmly asked, "What on earth is Detective Sera planning to do?"
But at the last moment, Shancuncao only felt that there was nothing unusual about his thighs being exposed in the water late at night, so he looked up subconsciously.
The cans below were burning under the sealed toilet shelf, and the air was expanding before it cooled.
"Remember to use the oxygen tank." Sera instructed again, then walked out of the bathroom and closed the door. Tamba Masumi, who was standing next to him, took the tape and started sticking it along the gap in the door.
In the bathroom, Shancuncao, who was originally sitting under the toilet, was now standing barefoot under the toilet lid, breathing heavily, and still breathing oxygen with one hand.
After Tamba Masumi completely sealed the vent in front of the toilet, Ganhe picked up seven cans filled with kerosene and sealed with cloth strips.
But surely it would take quite a while for such a small amount of rainwater to accumulate?
"magic?"
"Is he okay?" Masumi Tamba asked with a smile while looking at Yamamura Cao.
"Hearing is seeing. I don't think they can imagine it just by listening to you."
After hearing what Sera said, everyone present looked at each other in confusion.
Before I could retreat, he immediately used an electric baton to knock me unconscious, then passed a rope through my belt in front and tied it to the connection under the toilet seat.
“Eh!?”
"Worry, something's wrong."
So when he mobilized people to search the parking lot, he deliberately chose the direction where Teacher Ganhe was, not to avoid being opened by others.
Speaking of that, Yamamura Cao looked at Kyogoku Makoto with a suspicious look on his face: "To be honest, it still makes you think that the criminal is a person with very weak arms."
Kyogoku Makoto, who was standing by, didn't say anything when he heard that. Instead, he turned and left.
"I am the murderer. I guess I left without any problem. I am the one who is taking care of me."
Remove the towel from the drain to drain the rainwater, then tear off the tape. Throw the burning cans under the shelf into the trash can and cut the belt rope.
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