As Tang Ze finished speaking, the whole room fell into a brief silence.
Because Tang Ze's words contained too much information, the room fell into a brief silence after he finished speaking.
Especially Nakamori Ginzo, his face was full of grim expression.
If what Tang Ze said was true, it meant that they had been completely fooled.
The other party even treated them as witnesses to exonerate themselves and played them around at their will.
"Speaking of this, I also remembered something."
Nakamori Ginzo said in a gloomy tone: "When we broke open the door, we felt something flash towards the window.
But at that time, my men were reporting to me on the intercom that Kaito Kidd had arrived at the rooftop.
So what we saw was most likely Mr. Oikawa's tactic to create the illusion of Kaito Kid's appearance, without him even realizing it?"
"Oh? Officer Nakamori, the scenario you described is consistent with the effect of the mechanism I deduced."
Tang Ze raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He originally thought that he needed to ask himself whether anything unusual had happened at that time, so that he could "deduce" the mechanism.
But since Ginzo Nakamori has already taken the initiative to say it, Tang Ze has saved a lot of trouble.
As for how Tang Ze knew about this mechanism?
Don't forget, he broke into the room through the window!
At that time, he had already seen all the tricks. All he had to do now was to find a "channel" to express what he had seen before in a logical way.
The reason he was wandering around to check the situation was to make everything go smoothly.
"Since you say that, I guess you already know the full picture of the technique."
Nakamori Ginzo said in a deep voice, "Then show me some substantial evidence instead of making unfounded inferences."
"certainly."
Tang Ze smiled and said, "Actually, I just looked around and saw through the situation.
Next, I will use a practical demonstration to illustrate this technique.”
"Then let's get started without further delay."
Nakamori Ginzo urged, "If you need anything, just tell me and I'll have someone prepare it for you."
"A simple fishing line will do. I have something to tell you."
Upon hearing this, Ginzo Nakamori nodded and asked someone to find the fishing line, while Tang Ze called Conan and gave him a few instructions, and the other party nodded and ran downstairs.
Asking Conan to help is also to create his image as an assistant. After all, when Karasawa is not around, Conan always acts as an assistant when using Mouri Kogoro as a background for reasoning.
Here, Tang Ze also let Conan act as an assistant, naturally to deepen Xiaolan's impression, so that he would not feel strange about Conan acting as an assistant.
Not only that, even if other people asked, it wouldn't be so strange since both Karasawa and Maori Kogoro did the same.
Moreover, it is very useful and convenient to let Conan find evidence. After all, he is a famous detective. He can handle such a small matter. He can act as a perfect tool.
It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
After explaining everything, the mobile personnel on the side also brought up the fishing line. Tang Ze took it and began to restore the mechanism.
He first tied a knot at one end of the fishing line, making it into a small ring shape and then tied it to the lock tongue of the door handle to close the door.
Then he took two pen holders and looped the string around them and placed them on the edge of the window.
At this point, the string was basically stretched straight. After Tang Ze had wrapped the string around the pen holder, he stretched the string a little further and tied a large bottle of paint he had picked up at one end.
"Lan-sang, can you help me hang the white cloth on the ground on the line above the easel?" After arranging everything, Tang Ze said to Xiao Lan, "Don't hang it on the easel, just hang it on the fishing line."
"Is that so?"
Although Xiaolan was a little confused, she still hung the white cloth on the empty easel as instructed by Tang Ze.
"Now the mechanism is basically complete. I used a string to pass through the easel to create the illusion of Qinglan's existence."
Tang Ze said, pointing to the microphone next to which a large number of paintbrushes were placed: “The fishing line here is wrapped between the two brush holders that are slowing down the paintbrushes.
In this way, the pen holder can be used to make up for the height difference between the lower windowsill and the door handle, so that the line can be stretched horizontally to facilitate the arrangement of the mechanism.
At the same time, hang a fish hook on the line at one end of the pen holder, pass it through the stone with a hole in it, and hang it outside the window. This way, there will be a weight on one end of the fishing line and it will not loosen.
After setting up this mechanism, all that's left is to wait for the power to go out and then force our way through the wired door."
Tang Ze said this while shaking the large bottle of paint in his hand and said with a smile: "I have asked Conan to notify the mobile personnel downstairs to find the perforated stone. Since we are recreating the technique, we only need to know the principle, so I will use this as a substitute."
Seeing everyone nodding in understanding, Tang Ze threw the tied paint out of the window.
Because the other end of the rope has been fixed by the closed door, the entire fishing line can only be stretched straight by the gravity of the window.
After Tang Ze finished setting up this simple mechanism, he said to Nakamori Ginzo, "Let someone try and see if they can recreate the scene of you forcing your way in."
"Okay, I got it." Nakamori Ginzo said as he picked up the intercom and notified his men outside to prepare to break down the door and enter.
Naturally, Kuroba Kaito, who was eavesdropping outside, also heard the order. He was eavesdropping at the door, and after hearing the order from his father-in-law, he immediately stood at the door.
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