Chapter 2224 2235 [Heavy Injury]
Suzuki Sonoko remembered something: "Didn't they say that the road collapsed and we couldn't get in?"
"A section of the road to Tokyo did collapse," Yamamura Cao patted his chest proudly, "but the road to our side is fine! Although there was a collapse, it was small and was repaired quickly."
After answering her question, Shancuncao turned around and looked for Jiang Xia again, as excited as a star-chaser: "What kind of mystery are we facing this time? What method did the murderer use? Where is the murder weapon? The murder weapon must be very special!"
Judy thought of Inspector Megure, and then looked at the guy in front of her, and couldn't help but be speechless: He is really a rare policeman who doesn't expect to commit suicide.
Judy: “…” Come to think of it, how come someone suddenly died before all the suspects were gathered?
In addition, there is the hidden "chess piece": Although the policeman in front of him arrived very late and had nothing to do with the murder case, he was so excited to see someone die... This guy is really suspicious!
The FBI suddenly had another mystery in its mind.
…
Yamamura Cao's performance was completely different from that of other police officers, which made Vermouth look at him twice.
But when he went up to the second floor and saw the state of the body, some of his DNA was moved. Yamamura Cao blurted out: "Committed suicide by hanging?"
"Not sure yet." Jiang Xia finished speaking and began to truthfully explain the situation. "The deceased is Mr. Akashi's father, and the first person to discover him was my foreign teacher."
He raised his hand to signal Judy: "She went upstairs to help the owner collect the dishes. When she came up, she found the body hanging here. Then we were startled by her screams and went upstairs as well."
Judy: “…” Damn, there’s no escape.
But this cannot be blamed on Jiang Xia. This serious high school student was just stating the facts... It's all that Uzo's fault!
As she thought about it, she looked at Inspector Yamamura warily, ready to meet the man's suspicious gaze.
However, Shancuncao ran to get a glass of water and handed it to Jiang Xia anxiously: "Have you solved a lot of cases recently? Your voice is hoarse from talking so much, drink some water!"
Jiang Xia: “…”
He took the water and took a sip, then cleared his throat and fell into deep thought: The voice should be fine... Is it that the hoarseness is obvious?
Judy just breathed a sigh of relief, but saw Shancuncao turned around and turned towards her after delivering the water.
Then the fanboy's eyes suddenly became sharp: "This is obviously someone else's house, but why did you go upstairs to collect the dishes? - How long did you stay upstairs? Do you really not know this family? Are you the murderer?"
Judy, who was hit with a bunch of questions, said: "..."
...Stop talking and go pour some water for Jiang Xia.
…
No matter what, no matter how suspicious the innocent teacher Judy looks, the case must be solved step by step.
Inspector Yamamura had no choice but to take his notebook and honestly ask Judy about the details: "What happened when you went upstairs?"
Judy originally wanted to brush off this annoying policeman, but then she thought: If she didn't cooperate enough, her suspicion, which was already serious, might become even greater.
She could only sigh and try to be a good citizen who actively cooperates with the police: "Actually, I went upstairs twice. The first time..."
Shancun Cao exclaimed: "Why did you do it twice?"
Judy: “…to collect the dishes.”
Shancuncao was suspicious: "Why are you the one collecting the dishes?"
Judy's murderous intent rose: "Because the owner asked me to take it."
The tennis coach nodded quickly: "I was washing dishes at the time and my hands were wet, so I had to ask the guest for help."
"I see." Shancun Cao made a careful note, then turned to reprimand Judy, "Why didn't you say so earlier? You were so secretive, and there was something wrong at first glance!"
"..." Judy's fists hardened.
Vermouth raised her hand to push up her glasses, hiding the smile on her lips: It's a pity that this FBI is not impulsive enough, otherwise if she had thrown a punch and attacked a police officer in public, she would have been deported.
As expected of Uzo, he solved the problem without bloodshed.
But for this guy, I'm afraid he would rather these FBI stay...
…
In order to get rid of this extremely difficult policeman, Judy had no choice but to describe the whole thing in detail from beginning to end with a murderous look in her eyes.
He also stressed: "The first time I went upstairs I was with 'Shinde Sensei'. The second time I went upstairs I found the body and screamed out of fear. Then everyone rushed upstairs - I didn't have any time to commit the crime!"
"Yeah, I believe you." After saying that, Shancuncao turned his head and asked Jiang Xia stealthily, "Mr. Jiang Xia, is she telling the truth?"
Judy: “…”
How can there be such a disgusting policeman in the world!!
…
Under Judy's murderous gaze, Yamamura So got the information he wanted.
He flipped through the notebook and reasoned with a frown, "The deceased died about 30 minutes ago. And an hour and a half before that, when Mr. Shinde and this suspicious teacher Judy went upstairs, they heard the deceased sobbing. At that time, the deceased was still alive."
Judy: “…” You are the suspicious teacher Judy!
Shancuncao touched his chin and said, "During this period, you were all in the lobby on the first floor, and everyone has an alibi..."
He scratched his head in confusion, with a bewildered look on his face: "There is no murderer, is it really suicide?"
Jiang Xia held the water cup and pointed at the dead man's mouth.
Shancuncao actually had some tacit understanding with him and understood immediately: "Indeed, it is a bit strange that a hanged person would bleed so much."
Suzuki Sonoko was stunned: "What's so strange about this? We've seen it on TV before, where we often see people hanging themselves with blood dripping from their mouths."
Conan couldn't help but say, "People who hang themselves will have their heads swollen because of the blood gathering on their faces. If the deceased has a wound in his mouth, then blood may indeed flow from the corners of his mouth. But in most cases, no blood will flow out."
As someone who had a more serious cold than Jiang Xia and had also soaked in the river once, Conan's voice was obviously hoarse.
After saying this, he covered his mouth and coughed several times, then continued like a stubborn duck: "The TV show was shot that way so that everyone can see at a glance that the character is dead, so it was artistically processed."
When Vermouth was distracted for a short while, she heard him utter this long string of words.
Her heart tightened slightly, and she glanced at Judy nonchalantly, hoping that this FBI would not be so perceptive when she shouldn't be.
Then Vermouth realized that she was worrying too much: Judy was overwhelmed by the policeman's series of questions, and was probably thinking about how to lower her blood pressure, and was completely unaware of the strangeness of Conan, a first-grade elementary school student.
On the contrary, Jiang Xia stroked the cup with his fingers and looked at Conan quietly. His expression was unusually strange, and no one knew what he was thinking.
(End of this chapter)
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