Chapter 2225 2236 [Vermouth and the Hostages] Asking for a monthly ticketヽ(〃〃)~
Vermouth's heart immediately skipped a beat: What? Could it be that Conan revealed a big flaw?
Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Jiang Xia walked up to her as if nothing had happened and asked in a low voice: "Is my voice the same as his?"
Vermouth: "..."
Vermouth: "... a little better than him, not so much like a duck."
...Not that similar, just a little bit similar.
Jiang Xia nodded thoughtfully, looked at her twice, and said nothing.
Vermouth: “……?” I don’t know why, but I always have a bad feeling.
The brief exchange between the two people was inconspicuous in the chaotic scene.
At this time, Conan had already drawn Inspector Yamamura's attention back to the corpse.
"It's really a bit strange." Inspector Yamamura scratched his head, "Why is there blood at the corner of the mouth of this corpse?... Could it be that this is actually a murder, and the ignorant murderer was misled by the TV series and deliberately fabricated such a scene? - Ha! Naive guy, he must have never thought that he would meet a wise policeman like me and a smart detective like Mr. Jiang Xia!"
Inspector Yamamura was immersed in the joy of "seeing through the murderer's conspiracy" and couldn't extricate himself.
However, the tennis coach soon broke his ecstasy by saying, "Well, my dad is old and has bad teeth. He seemed to have a toothache recently and went to the dentist."
"Oh, I see." Inspector Yamamura heard an unfamiliar voice, turned around and looked twice, and then his attention was drawn to it.
Inspector Yamamura looked up at the tall tennis coach, then at the short and tiny dead man, and sighed: "You really don't look like your father."
The young police officer who was busy nearby: "..." Inspector! How can you chat like that? !
But who would have thought that after chatting like this, we actually got some information out of it.
The tennis coach said awkwardly: "We are not actually related by blood. My father is my adopted father."
"No wonder!" Police Chief Yamamura's doubts were answered. He did not dwell on it and turned around happily to observe the corpse.
He shone a flashlight into the corpse's half-open mouth and saw a gap in the right molar.
Now everything made sense. Inspector Yamamura nodded repeatedly, "It seems that after the deceased hanged himself, blood accumulated in his head and eventually flowed out from the wound where the tooth was extracted. No wonder so much blood flowed."
The case seemed to be heading towards suicide.
Seeing this, the "new doctor" yawned leisurely and was thinking whether she could go home early today, but at this moment, she suddenly felt like a thorn in her back.
Vermouth glanced out from under the lenses and saw Jiang Xia avoiding others and staring at her quietly.
"..." Belmode instantly understood what he meant and tried to resist with her eyes: What does your stage have to do with me? I don't want to switch from a doctor to a detective.
Unexpectedly, Wu Zuo was quite democratic. He really stopped looking at her, put down the cup, turned around and walked out.
Vermouth was immediately alert: "..." What are you doing? Why did you suddenly leave? ... There won't be a sudden explosion here.
She was hesitating whether to follow him out, but soon saw Jiang Xia coming back with a new cup in his hand.
Then he handed the cup of water to Conan in front of Vermouth.
“Thank you!” The pupil with a sore throat’s eyes lit up. He took the cup and drank two sips to moisten his throat. Then he thanked her like a drake, “This water… cough cough cough, this water comes at the right time!”
"..." Vermouth closed her eyes unable to bear to watch, a trace of pain flashed across her eyes: Cool Guy's intuition has always been very sharp, and his reasoning ability is impeccable, but why did he keep hitting a wall with Uzo, as if his radar had short-circuited?
Didn't he realize at all that his childhood friend and classmate was actually a murderous outlaw?
Thinking of this, Vermouth couldn't help but look at Uzo a few more times. This little devil was too deceptive.
Vermouth: "..." But in a sense, this is a good thing. Otherwise, if Cool Guy really saw through Uzo's identity...
Referring to the treatment of Bourbon and Ireland, she couldn't imagine how Conan with his short legs would escape from various horrific escape scenes.
But now that Judy is around, it’s not a good thing to let Conan be too prominent.
Vermouth gritted her teeth secretly, and could only helplessly embark on the path that Uzo wanted her to take just now: "..." It's not a big problem, she will just guide the process in a low-key manner and will not make any inferences that are too conspicuous.
So, before Inspector Yamamura came to the conclusion that "it looked like suicide", "Dr. Shinde" asked the tennis coach: "When did your father go to the dentist? If the tooth was just extracted not long ago, the gap should have been filled, but there didn't seem to be anything like that in his mouth."
Upon hearing this, Judy immediately came back to her senses and looked at her: "..." There was no movement from Suzuki Sonoko's side, but there was some unusual movement from Vermouth's side... What is this, is Uzo's minions covering each other?
Inspector Yamamura also slapped his forehead and asked the tennis coach with his notebook in hand: "By the way, where is your father's dental clinic? This may be used in the case report later."
The tennis coach was stunned: "I'm not sure about this. About three or four days ago, he suddenly went out and said he was going to see a dentist. I was busy doing laundry at the time and didn't notice where he went."
Police Captain Yamamura looked disappointed: "But fortunately, this place is very remote. It should not be difficult to find the place where the deceased received medical treatment by checking the few dental clinics around."
Thinking of this, he waved his hand, intending to let his police officers hurry up and deal with this suicide scene.
But at this moment, Jiang Xia's glass of water came into play.
“How strange!”
Conan struggled to speak in a hoarse voice, and pointed to the chandelier cord hanging from the ceiling:
"The deceased grandfather had a severe hunchback. Even when he stood up straight, he was only a head taller than me. Therefore, all the cords in this house were lengthened to accommodate him and hung very low. But the switch cord in his bedroom was so far from the ground - don't you think this is unreasonable?"
Unexpectedly, the first person to respond was Inspector Yamamura. The inspector, who was intent on watching the live reasoning show, was cheered up: "It's really strange! - So this is not a simple suicide?"
The tennis coach quickly said, "This is because one night, my dad got up in the dark and the lamp cord touched his eyes. He said he hated the feeling, so I had to help him shorten the cord."
It seems to make sense.
Inspector Yamamura looked regretful: "So that's how it is."
Judy: “…” Why does this guy seem to be looking forward to a murder happening?
(End of this chapter)
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