Chapter 17351743 [Toru Amuro: Coincidence, all coincidence]
In the interrogation room, the suspect's train of thought was not so complicated.
When he heard what Inspector Megure said, he was stunned at first, and then he became unprecedentedly angry: "Although I have a bad reputation, it's only because I like to dig up scandals. You actually suspect me of plagiarism?! Stop throwing dirty water on me! It's either a coincidence, or that guy found a way to peek at my documents and he copied me. This plan was completely my own idea!"
Conan: "..." Damn it, it's like this again. It's exactly the same as the rich and handsome winner who threw someone down the stairs last time.
But it was this similarity that gave him a strong sense of déjà vu. Could this really be another case that person had set up?
Next to him, Toru Amuro silently examined Hashizume Akira, but after a long look, he could not find any signs of lying - this reporter really felt offended. It seemed that he had indeed written the plan. Could it be that the deceased had really found a way to spy on him through surveillance or other means, or was it just a pure coincidence?
Compared to the suspicious Conan, for some reason, Toru Amuro is actually quite accepting of "coincidences" - it is hard to deny that there are some incredible coincidences in the world, and compared with those various coincidences that have been passed down for more than ten years, the coincidence in front of him is nothing.
At this time, a young police officer ran over from the Forensic Department.
The man seemed to want to go find Inspector Megure, but before he entered the interrogation room, he was stopped by Amuro Toru: "What's the matter?"
Young police officer: "We found a few drops of coffee on the foot mat of the deceased's driver's seat. The poison components detected in them are exactly the same as the coffee that the deceased drank."
The deceased's car?
Jiang Xia seemed to remember something: "Oh, I remember coffee splashed on the victim's ankle. Was the coffee there also laced with poison?"
The young police officer was stunned for a moment, obviously having forgotten, and began to flip through the documents in his hand.
After flipping through a few pages, he found it: "Yes, the poisonous substances in the victim's ankle, the foot mat of the driver's seat of the victim's vehicle, the ground at the crime scene, and the coffee cup are exactly the same. It is very likely that they were spilled from the same cup of coffee."
When Toru Amuro heard Jiang Xia asking about the deceased's ankle, he suddenly understood something.
He took the information from the young police officer and looked at the photo on it.
The police officer handed over the documents and waited respectfully by the side. After waiting for two seconds, he realized something was wrong: "…" Wait, these two people don't seem to be police officers, let alone his superiors?
But the dark-skinned boss's action of receiving the information was so smooth that at that moment he had no intention of stopping him.
The young police officer hesitated for a moment, looked at Jiang Xia, looked at Amuro Toru, and then looked at the information in their hands, and finally decided to pretend that nothing had happened: Jiang Xia's efficiency in solving cases is obvious to all, and even if he gave it to Inspector Megure, it would return to the detective later. It would be better to hand it over directly, without a middleman, and solve the case faster.
So he pretended that he didn't feel anything was wrong and continued to wait silently.
"Coffee splashed on the ankle, but not on the trouser legs..." Jiang Xia also leaned over to look at the information, "Combined with the traces on the car, it should not be the poison that the deceased spilled while drinking coffee, but it should be accidentally spilled while he was sitting in the car."
Now that we have all the clues we need, it's time to get off work.
After calling the inspector who was still busy questioning the suspect away, Inspector Megure heard a new clue: "Coffee accidentally spilled on the foot mat of the deceased's driver's seat?"
He heard it, but he didn't know what Jiang Xia wanted to say. But if he said nothing, he would seem too ignorant. In the end, he could only scratch his head and uttered, "So the deceased and the murderer actually met in the car?"
“…”
Jinpei Matsuda shook his head and silently plucked a strand of newly emerged coffee.
Inspector Megure also felt a chill and had to turn his head to look at his reliable brother Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia said his line: "This should be suicide, of course, mixed with a little attempted murder."
Mumu Police Department: "?"
Jiang Xia: "Probably since we saw them arguing in the coffee shop yesterday, this murder and suicide had already begun - at that time, the two of them had already written a murder plan at the same time, and planned to 'accidentally take' each other's thermos cups after dinner and leave, to implement their plan of exchanging cups, toasting and feeding poison.
"The deceased was a little slow, and Hashizume Akira got the deceased's thermos cup first. After he left, the deceased stared at the remaining cup and suddenly guessed that Hashizume was going to kill someone the same way he did, so he temporarily changed his murder plan and decided to commit suicide to frame the victim.
"The two left the restaurant one after another. In the evening, Hashizume Akira went to the apartment to set up a false alibi and prepare to kill someone.
"On the other hand, the deceased had also made his own arrangements. He drove to the bridge where he was to meet, unscrewed the coffee cup and mixed the poison into it. In the process, he accidentally spilled some of it, so the poisoned coffee stuck to his foot pads and ankles.
"When people sit, their trouser legs will be slightly lifted up, and the deceased's ankles were exposed when he sat in the car, so the coffee only spilled on his ankles but not on his trouser legs.
"He then brought the poisoned coffee to the bridge, calculated the time, drank the coffee in one gulp, and used his own life to create the 'murder scene' that Hashizume Akira wanted.
"Hashizume Akira had set up a camera at the apartment and rushed over. He saw the body of the deceased. He then fled in a hurry, and everyone knows what happened next.
"As for the evidence... journalists carry their thermoses around with them every day, and they are used in all kinds of harsh environments. It is normal for them to have some bumps or scratches. Even if the thermoses look exactly the same, you can still tell them apart through these details.
"I remember when the live broadcast was going on, Hashizume-san was holding the thermos cup when he went out, and he happened to pass by the camera. A lot of details can be captured at that distance, and by comparing the traces on it, we can know that the deceased did not exchange his cup back when he died, and he was using the suspect's cup that he had taken by mistake in the restaurant. In general, this should be a suicide for the purpose of framing others."
The police were stunned: these two guys are really capable, and their thought processes are surprisingly similar.
Hashizume Akira was also confused: "That guy must be crazy! He committed suicide and framed me. Why would he do such a thing?!"
At this time, the young police officer came running over again: "Inspector, we found another piece of information in the deceased's computer!"
He handed over the printed materials.
Jiang Xia looked over and found that it was a confession, written densely all over the paper - the deceased seemed to have a lot to say about the scandal that happened a year ago.
(End of this chapter)
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