Chapter 2884 2896 [Features]
Jiang Xia: “…” He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that this Osaka detective seemed to have a little bit of prejudice against him.
——How could he like to knock people down so much? Besides, although Ray Curtis had murderous intent, it was not so strong that he wanted to step on him and knock him down on the spot.
When two high school students looked at each other silently.
Upstairs, Ray Curtis finally recovered from being exposed by a first-grader.
"It's you..." He suddenly remembered - this was the child who came with Jiang Xia and the other famous detective.
"Little boy, don't joke around." Ray Curtis leaned over and forced a smile at Conan. He asked, "Did the detective from Tokyo tell you what you just said?"
Conan sighed and looked up at him: "Your plan is not difficult to guess - this plan to spell out the letter 'K' on the hotel building with lights should be proposed by you.
"You hacked the area you were responsible for, set up the mechanism just now, and then deliberately did not turn on the lights in this room, skipped it and fixed other rooms first.
“That way, after all the rooms are finished, Ran will notice that the lights here are not on yet.
"She told you the situation, and you replied on the radio that you would be there right away. Then you kicked the ball to turn off the lights in this room, turned around and rushed to the murder scene - this way, everyone's attention would be on this room, and you relied on the people downstairs to create your own 'alibi'."
“…”
Ray Curtis was silent for a long time, and suddenly spread his hands: "Kid, I have to admit that your guess is very interesting - but have you forgotten? The police just did a gunpowder reaction on me, and I don't have any gunpowder or anything like that."
Conan looked at him disappointedly: "When the police check for smoke reaction, they usually only check the collar, cuffs, trousers and other places of the coat - they rarely check the inside of the clothes."
"Especially with so many guests here today, the police can't do a thorough body search on you. So just take off your coat when you commit the crime and put it back on immediately after you kill the person.
"This way, the smoke will only stain the inside of your shirt and trousers. There will be quite a while between the time the crime is committed and the time the police check for the smoke. There will be a lot of people around, so you can just take the opportunity to go to the bathroom and change into the same clothes you prepared in advance."
"As for the football you used to commit the crime - you can just use this thing to deflate it, then put the deflated ball in your coat and take it away from the crime scene."
As he spoke, Conan took out a valve core from his arms. He looked directly at his former idol and said in a deep voice, "This is the evidence I found in the trash can after you went to the bathroom."
Ray Katis slowly clenched his fist and said unwillingly: "Many people have been to the bathroom. Why do you think this is my property?"
Conan lowered his hands: "In fact, in addition to these physical evidence, the deceased has already identified you - the finger position of the American reporter's right hand, the thumb, index finger, and middle finger are open, and the other two fingers are curled up... This is actually a movement when eating sushi.
“As for the belt he holds in his left hand, that means ‘band’.
"In sushi restaurants, the staff are used to communicating in code. In their code, 'band' refers to the dish 'number 8' - in this case, the deceased is referring to your representative number, '8'."
The truth was revealed bit by bit, and the truth pointed directly to the idol who had been in his football life. The former idol was as panicked and quibbled as the other criminals... For the first time, Conan felt that reasoning was such a painful thing.
…Now that we have lost the idol, we cannot lose the truth.
Conan took a deep breath and finished the rest of his words in one go: "Also, there is a wet towel in this room - it was left when you used it to wash off the gunpowder on your face and hands after the incident, right?
"It's really ironic. I investigated so hard just to prove your innocence. But every clue that popped up told me that you are the murderer this time..."
"Wait, kid." Ray Curtis waved his hand grimly.
"It's too early to say that I'm the murderer now. The words you just muttered were just some associations and speculations. The detective behind you probably let you, a child, come forward because he knew that the evidence was not solid enough and was worried about legal responsibility if he told the truth."
"…What nonsense is this guy talking about!" Downstairs, Hattori Heiji, who was listening attentively, had his eyes twitching slightly and started to roll up his sleeves again, "Who does he think we are?!"
Jiang Xia recalled the past when he asked Conan to break into the house and search for the eavesdropping device, and silently turned his eyes away: "Don't worry about him. Every murderer will desperately defend himself before being arrested. This is their right."
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Upstairs, Ray Curtis was still trying to figure out a way out:
"I did change clothes, but you know, I'm an athlete and I sweat a lot. So I usually ask my agent to carry spare clothes with me. What's the problem with that?
"As for the clothes I took off, they were immediately sent for cleaning. They should be tumbling in the hotel's washing machine now. Unfortunately, there is no gunpowder on my clothes, and I am not the murderer who killed the reporter."
Conan squatted down silently and picked up the football on the ground. He suddenly asked, "What about the shoes?"
Ray Curtis choked: "...shoes?"
Conan: "There were two guns found at the scene. You should have used the pistol hidden in the cabinet to kill people. The gunpowder smoke of an automatic pistol will be ejected backwards when the shell is ejected, but the gunpowder smoke of the revolver you used will spread out from the gun to the surrounding areas."
"That is to say, unlike an automatic pistol, your shoes must have been stained with gunpowder from the murder."
Ray Curtis froze.
After a moment, he slowly lowered his head and looked at his comfortable sneakers.
Conan held the football and said sadly, "Go and turn yourself in."
Ray Katis suddenly clenched his fists: "Sorry, but I can't turn myself in. If I get arrested, my fans and my family will be very sad."
He suddenly laughed. "As for these shoes... I will accept your advice, clean them carefully, and then find an excuse to fool the police. Thank you, and thank the cautious detective behind you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that my plan had such a big flaw."
(End of this chapter)
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