Chapter 238 Savior Jiang Xia
Conan looked at this scene and always felt that something was wrong.
After a moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his back and suddenly realized something: "Since the handprint is on the left side, the stabbing should be done with the right hand. If so... the murderer is right-handed?!"
"Right-handed?" The others finally realized something was wrong. Officer Shiratori said in surprise, "I remember from the photo provided by Inspector Megure that Murakami Jō was left-handed."
Jiang Xia nodded, seemingly not surprised by this reversal.
Conan looked at him in a daze, and suddenly realized: thinking carefully, along the way, Jiang Xia never used "Murakami Joe" to refer to the mastermind like Inspector Megure and others, but always used the word "attacker".
"...You have already discovered the inconsistency?"
Conan's eyes twitched, and he really wanted to go up and shake the answer machine and ask him why he didn't say it earlier.
But on second thought, Jiang Xia really didn't like to talk about the process of his guessing.
——Conan remembered that this neighbor had been very cautious about "jumping to conclusions" since he was a child. If he was not absolutely sure, Jiang Xia would rather not say a word and watch the rewards and prizes he wanted being taken away by other children, rather than just give an answer.
This also explains why Jiang Xia had never shown his talent for reasoning before - it must be because his reasoning ability had been improving as he grew up. Recently, Jiang Xia had improved to the point where he could quickly find all the clues and put them together in an instant, and was willing to speak out the answer, which seemed to be a sudden change.
Conan silently recalled the past.
Others gradually understood the situation.
They looked at Jiang Xia: "The murderer is really not Murakami Jō? Then who could he be?"
Conan was startled by the unsolved mystery of the "murderer" and came back to his senses.
He subconsciously raised his head, and because of his height, he just happened to see everyone's trouser legs. His eyes accidentally swept across Sawaki Kouhei's trouser legs, and Conan's sight suddenly stopped.
——There are some splash-like wet marks there.
Conan was stunned and suddenly remembered that when there was a power outage just now, the murderer killed Nana Koyama and kicked a can that he had placed nearby while escaping.
"..." Sawaki Kouhei, the gentle wine taster and friend of Uncle Mori... is actually the real murderer this time?!
But there is no evidence. You can't use the fact that there was a drink on the leg of your pants as evidence. Will anyone listen to the testimony of an elementary school student, coupled with Sawaki Kouhei's image?
However, since even I have discovered the murderer, Jiang Xia should have discovered something as well... Thinking of this, Conan looked at Jiang Xia expectantly, indicating that he could first reveal some clues and control Sawaki Kouhei.
But at this moment, Sawaki Kohei was suddenly stunned, as if he saw something shocking.
He suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the window, and said in a tone as if he had discovered an important clue: "There seems to be something stuck over there!"
…
Sawaki Kouhei was indeed the mastermind behind this series of attacks.
——He had planted a large number of bombs in this underwater restaurant, and the place he pointed to was one of the bomb burial sites.
As long as Jiang Xia goes over to "check clues", the single point detonation will be able to bury this high school detective, who is very thoughtful and seems to have known the identity of the murderer, forever under the sea.
...However, the development of the matter was completely different from the script written by Sawaki Kohei.
——Jiang Xia, this "high school detective", actually does not have the habits that an average high school detective should have.
Not only did he not go over himself, he also grabbed the elementary school student who wanted to sneak over to check the situation.
Then he turned to Sawaki Kouhei and sighed with sympathy: "The person who killed Nana Koyama and the attacker in the previous series of events was you."
“?!”
A group of people suddenly looked towards Sawaki Kouhei, their eyes filled with disbelief and a hint of vigilance towards the criminal.
Sawaki Kouhei's body was stiff. After a moment, he slowly forced out a smile. "It seems that even a famous detective can easily lose his composure when faced with a crisis, and then identify some innocent people as murderers. The psychological quality of high school students is indeed not comparable to that of real adults. Does randomly pointing out a person as the murderer like this comfort you?"
Jiang Xia ignored his provocation and continued, "The evidence is indeed not comprehensive enough, and it contains a lot of speculation. However, it is barely enough to identify you. Your chest pocket seems to be bulging a little?"
Sawaki Kouhei was startled and lowered his head suddenly. He reached into the pocket with an unpleasant look on his face, rummaged around for a while, and pulled out a cork. The cork was still stained with some fresh wine, and a fox was painted on it with violet nail polish.
"This, this is what Miss Koyamauchi was playing with before she was killed!" Mao Lilan recognized it at a glance, "Why is it in your pocket?!"
"She probably put it in there desperately when she was attacked." Jiang Xia suddenly said:
"You must have heard of the 'ABC murders' - a series of seemingly unrelated attacks related only by name, and then hiding the real assassination target in this sequence to confuse the police about the real murderer's motive.
“Perhaps Mr. Sawaki had run into Murakami, who had recently been released from prison, and had heard about his feud with Uncle Mori. He suddenly remembered that he had a few people to kill, so he boldly impersonated Murakami and carried out this series of attacks.
"Conan told me that he once saw you secretly licking chili powder in the kitchen. A normal wine taster would not do something that would harm his taste buds. Did you have an accident and can no longer taste wine?"
Sawaki Kouhei twisted the cork in his hand, slowly raised his head, and his face became extremely ugly.
He suddenly laughed coldly, tearing off his gentle mask: "Yes, thanks to those bitches, I lost my most important sense of taste, and can only rely on my sense of smell to barely distinguish those liquors.
"When I went for a checkup, the doctor told me that it might be related to stress and trauma - a few months ago, Nana Koyama was hit by a hit-and-run accident, and I was the unlucky person she hit. Since I can no longer do my favorite career, she can't have an easy life!
"Besides her, there are also those bastards who put pressure on me - Hiroki Tsuji used a colander as a medal at the banquet and mocked my profession; Asahi Katsuyoshi bought so much red wine but didn't take good care of it and couldn't even adjust the temperature! ... And you!"
He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the food writer Minoru Nishina.
(End of this chapter)
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