Chapter 2895 2907 [Body Search] Asking for a monthly ticketヽ(〃〃)~
However, Inspector Otaki was soon disappointed.
"Inspector, we couldn't find any footprints around this tree." The forensic officer said helplessly:
"There is some distance between the warehouse and the dinner venue, and there was a light rain here from 6 to 6:30 this evening. I'm afraid the footprints were washed away by the rain at that time."
Inspector Otaki stroked his chin and said, "So the murderer fixed the gun before 6 o'clock tonight. And after the rain stopped at 6:30, no one approached the tree again..."
As he was talking, he scratched his head in confusion: "Wait, the deceased died after 7:30. If no one came, how did the murderer pull the trigger?"
Vodka pricked up his ears to listen to these time points, quickly recalling his state at that time. Soon, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I wasn't here at 6 o'clock. Since I arrived here, I have always been in everyone's sight and have always been with the largest group of people."
Vodka muttered to himself, "That means I have a perfect and solid alibi! There is no way I can be suspected of the murder tonight."
As for Calvados…
Vodka thought of this guy who liked to be alone, and touched his phone through his pocket: Should I tell my big brother and be ready to kill him at any time?
"No, wait!" Halfway through his calculations, Vodka suddenly realized something fatal, "In this remote place, I am the only member of the organization besides Wuzo, and Wuzo doesn't like to kill people personally..."
In other words, if Calvados was really caught by the police and the organization decided to kill him, then the person responsible for executing this plan...
Either it's his vodka, or it's the vodka being controlled by Uzo!
“…”
After a moment of silence, an organizational cadre silently broke out in a cold sweat.
Just as he was thinking, suddenly, he saw Conan tugging at the sleeve of the tall police inspector.
Vodka suddenly became alert: What conspiracy is this evil little henchman planning to come up with? !
…
Next to him, Inspector Otaki squatted down to cooperate, and Conan lowered his voice and said stealthily:
"Uncle Otaki, I heard that this hotel was not where the deceased lived all the time. He only came here occasionally to relax with his students and wife. In other words, if the rifle on the tree belonged to someone present, then that person would have prepared a container that could hold it without arousing suspicion."
"!" Inspector Otaki looked at the first-grade student in surprise, "You mean..."
Conan nodded, and said, "Since there aren't many people here, why don't we search everyone's belongings first?"
"This..." Inspector Otaki was excited. "Alright, let's do this on two fronts. Investigate the guns while investigating the guests' luggage!"
After saying this, he stood up and asked everyone present to check their luggage.
Vodka: “…”
Although there was no evidence, he dared to swear on Miss Yoko's out-of-print poster from last year - this hair-pulling idea was definitely proposed by that damn kid.
"Fortunately, I was one step ahead and asked Calvados to get rid of the gun in advance." Vodka breathed a sigh of relief, but still had a lingering fear. "I hope this bastard sniper can learn his lesson and carry less dangerous things when he goes out next time."
As he thought about it, he glanced to the side.
Then he saw Calvados with a gloomy face and murderous look.
"...Luckily it's dark now, no one is paying attention to this guy in all black." Vodka was a little speechless, looking at his colleague with disdain, "Can't he pay a little attention to his expression? The more he does this, the more likely it is to arouse Uzo's interest."
…
A man in black followed the police to check the luggage with a nervous mood.
In the courtyard, several high school students did not follow. Jiang Xia climbed up the tree along the ladder set up by the police and took a closer look at the rifle tied to the treetop.
——The entire gun was wet, and a very thin fishing line was hanging on the trigger, and the line was dragged on the ground.
"There's water on the gun." Hattori Heiji also climbed up from the other side. He looked closely at the gun in front of him and whispered, "This gun was really placed here before the rain."
In other words, Vodka and his accomplice are most likely innocent... But there is no need to make this discovery public. Let's wait until the police have checked the luggage of the two suspicious men in black.
When Hattori Heiji and Conan worked together to harm the organization's cadres.
Jiang Xia did not participate in the two's sinister plan. At this time, this righteous detective changed his angle, turned behind the rifle, and looked forward through the sniper scope mounted on the gun.
"The crosshairs were indeed aimed at the location of the deceased." Jiang Xia observed the target through the unique field of view of the sniper scope like a sniper. He blinked slowly, "Mr. Jin Ze was indeed killed by this gun."
"Well? What did you see?"
Under the tree, Inspector Otaki's shout interrupted the detective's immersive experience - after arranging for his subordinates to search, the policeman walked back alone.
He looked at the two high school students on the treetops, then looked at the cliff behind the tree. Worried that the two might fall down, he suddenly had an association.
"Hmm? That's right!" Inspector Otaki clapped his hands and said excitedly:
"There were no footprints under the tree. Could it be that the murderer had been hiding in the tree with a gun before the rain? He did not get down from the tree after the rain, but continued to wait. He did not pull the trigger until the deceased entered the room to watch the news at 8 o'clock, then he jumped off the cliff and into the river to escape!"
Hattori Heiji looked behind him speechlessly: "Uncle Otaki, although there is a river below, it is far away from the yard. If he jumps from here, he will only hit his head on the rocks. Besides, if that was the case, why did he tie the gun to the tree? Wouldn't it be more concealed to shoot himself and then escape with the weapon?"
"Uh..." Inspector Otaki scratched his head, "That's right."
Jiang Xia moved his eyes away from the sniper scope, snapped his fingers, and the "T"-shaped iron hook stuck on the trigger made a clinking sound.
Inspector Otaki was startled, and stood on tiptoe to look up the tree: "What is that?"
Jiang Xia pointed at the gun and said, "There is an iron hook stuck in the trigger, and the iron hook is connected to the fishing line. When the fishing line is pulled, the iron hook will press the trigger. In other words, after the gun is set up, the murderer does not need to climb up the tree to shoot. He only needs to pull the fishing line at a specific time."
"I see!" Inspector Otaki stretched out his hand and began to feel around. "Where is the other end of the fishing line?"
(End of this chapter)
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