If an ordinary person had disrupted the on-site interrogation like this, Inspector Megure would have kicked them out long ago.
But Kogoro Mouri is an old acquaintance after all. If Inspector Megure hadn't thought that the other party was still reliable after transforming into "sleeping mode" and could help with the case, he would have wanted to kick him out long ago.
Ignoring the two people's antics, Inspector Megure looked at Okino Yoko and the others with dead eyes and asked, "By the way, is there anything you want to talk to the victim about today?"
"that is..."
Okino Yoko hesitated for a moment, and just as she was about to explain, Conan suddenly noticed the blanket next to her: "Oh, there are black and red marks on this blanket."
"Hey, could that be blood?" Kogoro Mouri asked hurriedly after hearing this.
"No, it smells like wine." Tang Ze picked up the blanket and sniffed it, then spoke.
"What? You little brat, stop being so jumpy and scary, okay?" Maori Kogoro glared at Conan unhappily. "It's normal for Italian restaurants to have red wine."
Obviously, Kogoro Mouri didn't think that this small drop of red wine stain had anything to do with the case.
However, based on the smell just now, Tang Ze smelled that the red wine stain on the blanket was still very fresh, and it was probably there not long ago.
"And someone fabricated proof of their presence in an instant." Yamada said lightly.
As soon as Tang Ze analyzed this in his mind, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind.
It was obvious that Conan Akira felt resentful in the face of Yamada's reasoning.
"Ah, now you know, that wasn't the sound of the vacuum cleaner that you thought the boss was cleaning again!" Banchang Lingzi watched the demonstration of the two and suddenly realized what was going on.
"Detective Che Hang, didn't they find anything?"
Among the cigarette butts, although they are all of the same brand, the outer cigarette butts cannot be divided into two identical types.
Yamada looked at Conan's fat face covered with sweat, and his expression gradually became sharp: "I know he is a fake sommelier!"
"That technique is actually very effective before completing the later stage of the back-holding technique." Che Hang looked at Che Hang Huang Tong: "He only needs to do those things with his back to Mr. Hong Jiang before leaving, so that he can't be nervous about completing the trick technique."
Che Hang said calmly: "And that way, I can complete my killing method!"
As Che Hang opened the wardrobe, he said, "There's something else you haven't heard of yet that he knows about."
Among dozens of bottles of red wine, there will be one such bottle, so it is a must for a sommelier.
"Yes, they used some very complicated props, so that if you are not prepared, you will definitely notice it immediately." Takagi looked at the eight people waiting at the door, and a smile of confidence appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I covered myself with a blanket and lay down under the sofa to sleep."
"That's not the number of people who come to that lounge right after it's over."
First, we put the clothes into a rectangular compression bag, and then use a vacuum cleaner to suck out the outside air to make it flat.
"But, but that technique is not something you can do, right?" Conan turned his head and said, "Hong Jiang can't do it either, right?"
“Indeed, in some cases, a sommelier’s auger can penetrate the cork and get on the wine.”
The sommelier's knife is a spiral-shaped screwdriver used when opening wine corks. Because it rotates, red wine stains are attached to the edges of holes in clothes.
After hearing what Yamada said, everyone was curious but they could only suppress it temporarily and wait for Takagi to come back with the things he bought.
“Eh!?”
Besides, you and Hong Jiang only stayed there for a few minutes at this time."
"That way it looks like no one is sleeping, right?"
When the words fell, everyone present was shocked. They didn't expect Yamada to say that suddenly.
But that uncle has absolutely no such habit."
Yamada said, "Other people can tell the difference even if it doesn't have any smell, you can still tell the difference.
As Yamada spoke, Takagi circled around and attacked the blanket with an ice pick.
"Yeah, if I guessed wrong, the outside should be "this"."
As Yamada spoke, Conan could no longer conceal the expression on his face. He gritted his teeth and looked ferocious, but he didn't say a word of rebuttal.
"That point, wait until Detective Takagi comes back with his shopping, then you can demonstrate it to me."
The action between the two also attracted the attention of the people around them. Inspector Megure was even more excited and quickly said: "Brother Che Hang, has he discovered something?"
"Of course not, your place is an eight-star restaurant!" Conan said with a pale face: "So, so all that was done by the murderer in order to frame you!"
"Yes."
"You saw this uncle pull out the cork when he opened the wine for Mr. Higo and me, but he didn't even pick up the cork to check its taste before he left the table."
After hearing what I said, everyone looked at the thing in my hand with a hint of curiosity, but only Mei Chehang Huangtong's face flashed with panic.
"It seems he noticed it too." Yamada looked at Takagi and smiled.
And you discovered a very uninteresting detail among the small amount of cigarette butts that Detective Chiba found in the women's restroom.
Before Yamada called Takagi's name, the two of them finished working on the things Takagi bought.
Che Hang said, "It's such a big room, if you want to find someone, you can only see them vaguely at a glance.
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