Chapter 2589 2601 [How do you know I'm the murderer! ] Ask for monthly votesヽ(〃〃)~
"I see!" Inspector Megure held the stove switch as if he had grasped the truth. "The murderer put poison on the stove switch. When the deceased was on the phone, he heard the kettle and hurried over to turn off the fire, so his finger was stained with poison.
"He then returned to his office, locked the door and continued to count the money. As he habitually licked his fingers, he licked the poison on his thumb and died suddenly."
Jiang Xia nodded: "So it seems that the murderer is very obvious - the one who killed Mr. Fuyuki was Miss Fujii, the only one who approached the stove after the incident."
He looked at the pretty female employee whose face changed drastically: “Before leaving get off work, you put the flute pot filled with water on the stove, light the fire and apply the poison.
"Then the three of you left the office, but the deceased stayed here to count the money he had lost and found. After counting for a while, the kettle started to boil. The sharp sound forced the deceased to stop what he was doing and run to the tea room to turn off the fire.
“You originally planned to wipe off the poison on the stove switch when you went to work tomorrow, but in fact, because of Uncle Mao Li and his mahjong enthusiasts, the body was found much earlier than you expected.
"As you watched the police inspect the scene, you realized that if you continued like this, the poison in the tea room would be discovered sooner or later. So you pretended to boil water and ran over to wipe off the poison."
“…”
Fujii Takako took a deep breath, biting her cigarette and said, "Didn't the police officer just say that the poison is hard to wipe off easily? I just arrived at the tea room and you found me. How could I clean up the scene in such a short time?"
Jiang Xia: "So before that, you went to the bathroom first."
As he was speaking, there was a gentle knock on the door of the office.
Everyone turned around and saw Mao Lilan sticking her head out of the door. The female high school student looked at the solemn faces of the people and said hesitantly, "Well, I brought the iodine... Did I disturb you?"
"Of course not, you came at the right time." Jiang Xia was very satisfied with the timing of this classmate's appearance. "Just drop a drop of iodine on Miss Fujii's handkerchief, and you can see its specialness."
"Really?" Inspector Megure took the iodine from Mouri Ran, unfolded the wet handkerchief, and carefully dropped a small drop on it.
The dark brown liquid spread on the handkerchief, and it looked no different than usual - just as I was thinking this, suddenly, the brown color gradually dissipated, and soon, it turned into a clean, just slightly damp handkerchief.
“?!” Inspector Megure was stunned: “This is…”
Jiang Xia: "Sodium thiosulfate in bleach. It can react with iodine and remove the color of iodine. In addition, it is also an antidote for cyanide - there is a bottle of it in the cabinet in the bathroom of this office."
He looked at the female employee who had one hand in her pocket and said, "After the body was found, you immediately went to the bathroom, dripped bleach on your handkerchief, and then went to the tea room to wipe the stove switch. Is that right?"
“…”
As everyone watched with bated breath, Miss Fujii suddenly laughed.
"Heh, I didn't expect it to be exposed so soon." She said frankly, "Yes, I was the one who killed that bastard Fuyuki."
"?!" Her two colleagues were the most shocked. They couldn't believe it. "Why did you kill him? He treated you much better than the two of us... Could it be that he had something on you?"
"Don't compare me to you two losers." Miss Fujii exhaled a puff of cigarette smoke. "I never had any problems with my business. I killed him just to avenge my unlucky fiancé. My fiancé borrowed money from him, but he couldn't pay it back, so he hanged himself."
"Huh?" The two colleagues were even more confused. "Don't you always say 'it's only natural to pay back debts'? Your boyfriend committed suicide because he couldn't pay back the money, so you're going to kill the president who lent him money?"
"I can't help it." Miss Fujii laughed helplessly. "If he borrowed the money for his own enjoyment, I wouldn't care about his life or death. But he borrowed that money... all for me."
"My heart has always been bad. After I graduated from college, I had to be hospitalized for treatment until a few years ago. My parents died very early, and I don't have many friends because of my personality. Over the years, the only person who came to visit me in the hospital was my boyfriend.
"He always comforted me and told me not to worry about the cost of hospitalization and that he would find a way to solve it.
"Perhaps it was because I had hope in life that my condition improved day by day. But when I happily left the hospital to look for him... I discovered that he had hanged himself.
"And on the table next to him, there was a loan document from Fuyuki Finance."
The colleague thought about the time he had spent with her and felt a chill on his back: "So you came here to work to kill people?"
"That's right." Ms. Fujii laughed softly and turned to look at Jiang Xia. "In fact, I can completely argue that I used bleach to clean the stove switch just because I have mysophobia and wanted to disinfect it - but after all these years, I'm really a little tired, so let's leave it at that for now."
As she was talking, she suddenly became curious: "From just now on, the way you looked at me was different from the way you looked at others - did you know that I was the murderer?"
Jiang Xia glanced at the ghost clinging to her legs: "..."
"Of course." The psychic retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Although the other two people also had the opportunity to approach the stove during the chaos, your action of boiling water at the crime scene was really a bit abrupt. In addition, your actions also revealed something."
He pointed at Ms. Fujii's left hand, which was always in her pocket. "Since you went to the tea room, you have never taken that hand out of your pocket. Whether you are taking a cigarette or lighting a cigarette, you only use your right hand.
"This is because when you were in the tea room, you turned off the fire by turning the stove switch with your left hand. Although you had wiped the switch before, it was covered with deadly toxins after all, and you were not sure you could wipe it off completely.
"And you have a strong addiction to smoking. In order to prevent yourself from accidentally getting the toxins on your left fingers while smoking, and to prevent the toxins from sticking to other places, you deliberately put that hand in your pocket."
"I see." Miss Fujii sighed softly, immersed in her lost love. "When he was alive, he always wanted me to quit smoking, but I didn't listen. I didn't expect that lighting a cigarette with one hand has become my weakness now... If he were still alive, he would definitely laugh at me."
Conan: “…” Obviously, going to the tea room to boil water was your weakness. If you had sneaked over to wipe it when no one was paying attention, we might still be in the choice of 3... Oh, forget it. It’s impossible to reason with a love-brained person.
Rather than continue dwelling on this matter...
Sijichuan Hospital, here he comes!
(End of this chapter)
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