Chapter 2877 2889 [Disadvantages]
Vodka: "..." And strictly speaking, this can't even be considered as taking the blame. Because I really wanted to see Calvados get into trouble, so I didn't take any action.
After analyzing the incident from the perspective of an outsider, Vodka broke out in a cold sweat.
"...What a cunning scheme to kill someone with a borrowed knife! Luckily I saw through it."
The victim of the ruse, while cursing at his two colleagues, gritted his teeth and informed Calvados that the police wanted to search for guns.
…
Calvados, who was among the guests at the banquet, suddenly felt his phone vibrate. He took it out and found that it was a message from Vodka.
"This guy just told me not to contact him, but now he's contacting me?"
While muttering, he opened the email.
After seeing the contents clearly, Calvados frowned and slowly touched his waist.
...The police actually want to search for guns?
"I thought the murderer would be caught on the spot by the detectives who came running up, but he wasn't... Humph, a bunch of trash."
He suddenly regretted not leaving in time - those high school students at the banquet had clearly formed an impression of him. If he disappeared from the venue after the incident, it might further arouse the suspicion of the police, making it difficult for him to move forward in Osaka.
Plus, he really didn't kill the person, so Calvados had the confidence to stay here. But now it seems...
"If I'm searched and a gun is found on me, I'll be in trouble." Looking at the police who were blocking the door and communicating with the guests in the distance, Calvados gritted his teeth and walked to the table.
He reluctantly took out his precious pistol, wiped it and hid it under the table: "Excuse me, you have to stay here for a while. I will come back to get it after this is over."
…
Things like body searches definitely don't require the police captain and high school detectives to do it themselves.
Therefore, Jiang Xia stayed in Room 203 and continued to inspect the scene with Inspector Otaki and others.
"The deceased was holding a belt in his left hand, and the position of his right hand was also strange—his pinky and ring fingers were curled together, and the other three fingers were stretched out." Inspector Otaki had a sense of déjà vu. "Is this an attempt to leave us a message of death?"
"Belt, belt... huh?!"
Suzuki Sonoko suddenly remembered something, slammed her palm, and reasoned confidently:
"Speaking of belts, I remember this word was related to boxing. When I hired a team to make a game, someone suggested using a 'golden belt' to symbolize the 'king', just like in boxing. But I thought the belt looked a bit strange, so I gave up the proposal... Since the deceased was holding the belt, could it be that the murderer was actually the boxing champion?"
Inspector Otaki thought about it and felt that it didn't make sense: "Even if we ignore their alibi and just look at the death message, what does the movement of the deceased's right hand mean? - I remember the information just now said that this boxing champion loved the number '4'. If it was really him, the deceased should not only hold the belt, but also use his right hand to make a '4' gesture, but in fact he only extended three fingers on his right hand."
Mao Lilan and Toyama Kazuha's attention was drawn to something else: "Game? What game?"
"!" Suzuki Sonoko realized that she had let the cat out of the bag. She recalled the many memorable scenes in the game and curled her toes slightly, "No, nothing! It's just a small game of Candy Crush Saga - solve the case, solve the case first!"
At the door, Vodka listened to the conversation and couldn't help but glance over here. He looked at Suzuki Sonoko with an extremely complicated look: "..." As expected, the amazing Jiang Xia game was made by this woman... She actually customized a game of that level specifically for Uzo. I really don't know who is the top general under Uzo, her or that little minion.
The other people in the room had never seen the secretly circulated game, and when they heard Suzuki Sonoko shouting that the case was solved, their attention was immediately focused on the case at hand.
"Speaking of winners and champions... could it be that football star?" Inspector Otaki thought for a moment, "I remember he won championships in Spain, Italy, and the United States."
Conan immediately retorted: "In addition to these three countries, he also won the British Prime Minister's Cup - the murderer can't be him."
Mao Lilan also thought that this approachable football star could be the murderer. She raised three slender fingers and gestured, and suddenly had an association:
"Could it be that baseball star? I remember when a baseball pitcher throws a ball, he holds the ball with three fingers like this and throws it hard."
"That's right!" Yuanshan Heye also thought so, "And the baseball player was right above the murder scene. Judging from the straight-line distance, he was closest to the deceased!"
Inspector Otaki scratched his head: "But in this case, the information on the right hand matches, but what about the belt on the left hand? That baseball star was dragged down by the team and never won a championship. And even if a baseball player won the championship, the prize would not be a belt."
Vodka looked at the scene at the crime scene and felt it looked familiar.
"Wait, isn't this what we did when we discussed the murderer at the Mutual Aid Meeting?" Vodka's eyes twitched slightly, "Do you want me to give you some small black coins to cheer you up?"
Thinking of this, he suddenly wanted to open a mutual aid group for passers-by and start a discussion to ease the tense atmosphere.
But looking at the detectives and police not far away and weighing the situation, Vodka silently gave up the idea.
"Unlike last night, I was also present at the scene this time." Vodka muttered to himself:
“Compared to Calvados who knew nothing about Uzo, I, who knew Uzo’s true identity, had a natural advantage—in other words, when danger came, I could run faster than my teammates.
“But once we connect to the Passersby Mutual Aid Association, Vermouth will be able to see the situation on the scene. If she gives Calvados a hint at the critical moment, my advantage will be gone…”
Thinking of this, Vodka rationally gave up the idea of opening the market.
In the end, he just took out his cell phone and quietly sent a report message to Gin.
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Unable to find more information at the crime scene, the group went to the hall where the guests were gathered.
In the hall, in addition to searching for guns, the police also gave the guests a gun smoke reaction - if the murderer could be found in this physical way, there would be no need to decipher the puzzling death message.
Hattori Heiji looked at Conan who was frowning in thought, then looked at Jiang Xia whose attention was obviously not on the case in front of him, and sighed silently.
"One of these two guys is selfish and doesn't want his idol to be the murderer, while the other one gets distracted and does nothing every time he sees a villain being killed... Humph, Tokyo detectives are still too naive. At times like this, you still have to rely on me."
(End of this chapter)
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