Chapter 1995 2003 [Failed to insert script]
However, Hashimoto Maya soon came to his senses: If he was really a good person, he might not even notice the slight temptation from Jiang Xia, and Jiang Xia might not even try him at all.
"Other people who think Jiang Xia has a good temper can indeed get along well with Jiang Xia, but the problem is... I am a member of the organization." Hashimoto Maya felt that she had found the root of the problem. "Not only a member of the organization, but also an undercover agent sent by Uzo to be with Jiang Xia. Alas, maybe this is the fate of an undercover agent."
I have no way to express my pain and can only bury my head in work.
Fortunately, it was just as Wu Zo expected: Jiang Xia was a law-abiding detective after all. Even if he had some suspicions about him, they were just suspicions. He would not shoot him like the organization did and use physical methods to eliminate the doubts.
It might even be because he was suspicious that Jiang Xia would allow him to stay by his side and give him the opportunity to get close to him in order to observe him.
When the innocent undercover agent of the organization was silently complaining in his heart.
The iced tea arrived, and Jiang Xia finally started to solve the case.
He pointed in the direction of the projection room and said, "Those two projectors are the key props that the projectionist uses to create an alibi."
"Wait!" Before the projectionist could say anything, the saleswoman got anxious and said, "Don't talk nonsense! When that guy was hung up and blocked the projection, Mr. Gu Qiao was in the projection room. I can prove it!"
Jiang Xia: "You were indeed all in the projection room at that time, but that was not the time when the deceased was hung in front of the projection window - didn't Conan just say that there was more than one projection window. The murderer could have hung the deceased in front of one of the projection windows in advance, and then covered the window with something opaque.
"When the movie was playing, the light in the theater was very dim. Even if someone occasionally looked back, they could only see a few other small windows that were lit, and thus ignored the place where the body was hanging."
The projectionist remembered this and snorted, "But the projection of the corpse appeared suddenly. Unless two projectors were switched seamlessly, this effect could not be achieved. And didn't I ask you to check just now? My videotape is very complete. This technique is just your speculation."
Jiang Xia was very patient: "In fact, even if we don't cut the videotape and only use one projector, we can switch between the two windows. I heard that every time the deceased came to the theater to cause trouble, he would sit right in front of the projection window and smoke, hoping to disrupt the image with smoke. Is that true?"
Everyone in the theater didn't know why he suddenly brought this up, but when asked this question, they answered, "Yes, the projected beam of light is more obvious in the screening room. Although we use a different projection window every time, that bastard always finds the right spot to sit."
Jiang Xia: "The projection just now was on projector No. 1, and the image should have been projected from window No. 1. But when I went to the back row of the theater just now, I saw the deceased's cigarette butts and footprints were all right in front of projection window No. 2 - he was sitting in front of window No. 2 today."
The male college student pushed his glasses and said, "He must be in a bad mood today and looked in the wrong place."
Jiang Xia shook his head: "There is an old employee lounge outside the screening room. The things inside are tattered and the mirror on the wall is broken and has not been replaced.
"So the projectionist removed the two broken lenses from the mirror in advance. He fixed one of them to the projection window No. 2 and placed the other in front of the projector No. 1 so that its position could be adjusted at any time.
"When the movie was playing, although it was projector No. 1 that was operating, the final image was projected from projection window No. 2 because of the reflection from the two mirrors. This is the key to the alibi."
He thought for a moment and continued, "In addition, the counter where the saleswoman works is the only way from the projection room to the theater. And I remember that the saleswoman forgot to buy employee meals during the intermission after the first movie. So the projectionist gave her a tip, asking her to buy it after the next movie starts. There are usually no audiences during that time, so it won't delay sales. The saleswoman agreed - of course, even if she didn't forget to buy the lunch box, the projectionist would ask her to help him buy tea during that time to get her out of the way.
"After making these preparations in advance, when the saleswoman left the counter to go shopping, the projectionist also took the opportunity to leave the projection room. He first rushed to the air-conditioning room, adjusted the wind direction, and increased the wind strength. Then he came to the projection room, strangled the deceased with a rope that was readily available in the room, and hung him in front of projection window No. 1.
"Then the projectionist returned to the projection room as if nothing had happened. When the saleswoman came in to look for him after buying something, he was able to use the cover of the projector to quietly remove the cover of window No. 1 and remove the mirror in front of projector No. 1.
"As a result, the originally distorted light was projected out from Window No. 1 again. This projection was blocked by the body hung in front of Window No. 1, and a black shadow immediately appeared on the screen.
"Because the direction and wind speed of the air conditioner had been adjusted, the body of the deceased was slightly shaken by the wind. It looked like he had just been hung up and was shaking slightly with the residual force.
"At this time, you just need to make a loud noise of surprise in the projection room and attract the saleswoman to check at the projection window, and you can easily have an 'alibi'."
The projectionist's face suddenly changed.
Next to her, in a corner that was not noticed by most people, Hashimoto Maya also had a pale face.
Unfortunately, just now when he took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the screening room and wanted to find the agent to sign the contract, a thunder scene was playing on the movie screen.
The snow-white lightning illuminated the screen and briefly lit up the theater - at that moment, Hashimoto Maya looked across the audience seats and saw the dangling figure being hung in the back.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong. I actually thought that by learning more about the script structure, I could predict Uzo's case by trying to figure out the script." Hashimoto Maya wiped her tears silently, and felt like banging her head against the wall in regret. "But I forgot that any background and details in the script can be glossed over with narration. But in reality, those backgrounds must have really happened."
Before, he naively thought that he could quietly insert himself between the two events and easily get out of it. Before anything happened, he could quietly finalize his work so as not to be disturbed by his boss.
But it turns out that Uzo, a realistic screenwriter, is completely different from others - the space between his two event nodes is full of useful information, so much so that Hashimoto Maya, who tried to insert it, was almost choked to death on the spot.
(End of this chapter)
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