Unfortunately, there is no indicative evidence yet, so we cannot convict him.
Kudo Shinichi, who was interested in reasoning, also boldly stuck his head out to observe the victim's body and the surrounding situation. After a careful inspection, he looked confidently at Officer Takashi who was lost in thought beside him and said:
"Officer Yingji, I have found three suspicious points that confirm this case is not a suicide."
"Really? Tell me about it."
Fujiwara Yu is quite interested in the reasoning of the young detective. If he wants to become a detective as good as Sherlock Holmes, he must have good insight and reasoning and analytical skills. If these three doubts require inference, he can undoubtedly be regarded as a qualified young detective.
Kudo Shinichi hadn't expected the officer to actually listen to his reasoning. He coughed twice, pretending to be deep, and with a serious face that still retained its childishness, he frowned and earnestly stated the three suspicious points he had discovered:
"First, the ski poles on the cable car. The round bindings on the front are somehow upside down, which is evidence that the poles were used for some purpose. Secondly, the plastic mats on the edge of the cable car where the victim sat alone show signs of damage, which may have been caused by someone. Finally, there's the backpack filled with snow that was placed next to the victim's body. Even if it was filled with snow, it's impossible for the entire bag to be frozen like this."
After hearing this, Fujiwara Yuu didn't worry about the detective boy getting proud. He clapped his hands and gave his applause. He praised him generously and asked a question even though he knew the answer:
"It's remarkable that you, as a junior high student, can raise these three doubts. Do you like reading mystery novels?"
"Shinichi is a big fan of Sherlock Holmes and is determined to become a great detective!" Ran Mouri, who had originally lowered her head and dared not look up at the corpse, immediately looked up and answered after hearing Officer Takashi praising her childhood sweetheart.
"Idiot, my dream is not to become a great detective, but to become the Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era!" Kudo Shinichi touched the tip of his nose a little embarrassedly after saying this. It was not that he was embarrassed about this sentence, but he was a little excited to get the recognition of the police officer.
Sure enough, the dream has not changed much from that year. It is not easy to keep the original intention.
Fujiwara Yu wanted to say something, but he heard a pleasant ringtone from the cell phone in his trouser pocket. He took off his gloves and opened the cover, and saw a familiar name on the caller ID.
Really, how come I only had a few words with the Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era when the Ellery Queen of the Heisei era called me anxiously.
"There probably aren't any clues here. You should know what to do next, right?"
"Well, Officer Ying Si, I'm leaving first!"
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