Chapter 2896 2908 [The little minions are still pitting me]
The thin fishing line was hard to detect in the darkness, but fortunately everyone knew where the end of the line was. Soon, the other end of the line was found.
"It went down the cliff behind." Inspector Otaki shone the searchlight downwards, then put on gloves and grunted as he pulled the fishing line up.
He felt the sticky touch on his gloves and sighed, "Why is this line all covered in mud...ah, it's the end!"
He gave one last tug and pulled up the end of the line - at the end of the fishing line, there was a heavy lead weight tied to it.
"I see!" Inspector Otaki stared at the lead pendant and vaguely felt that he understood:
"The murderer was very familiar with the victim's movements and knew that Mr. Kanazawa would definitely sit in front of the TV and watch the show at 8 p.m., so he fixed the sniper rifle on the treetop and adjusted the angle in advance.
"At 8 o'clock, he stood at the bottom of the cliff and pulled the lead weight down. The iron hook at the other end of the fishing line pressed the trigger, and the bullet was fired, piercing the dead man's head."
Hattori Heiji stroked his chin and said, "But if that's the case, doesn't it mean that the crime was committed by an outsider?"
"Why couldn't it be an outsider who committed the crime?" Inspector Otaki didn't quite understand where the "could it be" came from. "With this device, the murderer can achieve his goal without invading the villa. This way, he won't attract other people's attention and it will be easier to escape - right."
He suddenly remembered something and looked at Jiang Xia: "I remember you said before that in recent months, the deceased always received threatening photos sent by anonymous people? - Do you think the murderer could be this person?"
Hattori Heiji was overwhelmed and pressed his forehead: "Logically speaking, there is nothing wrong, but I always feel that something is wrong - the murderer used a sniper rifle, he could just shoot from a distance and run away, why did he create such a troublesome situation today?"
…
While the high school detective was busy checking the scene.
On the other hand, Conan rarely gave up the case in front of him - he quietly followed the police and people related to the case to the place where the luggage was searched.
"What's there to search? I only have a small handbag. How can I put a gun in it?" Mrs. Jinze snorted and handed her small bag to the police. "Be careful when you look through it. Don't damage it."
The two apprentices had a lot of luggage, and they were responsible for bringing everything needed for today's open-air barbecue to the scene.
Seeing the police concentrating on searching the luggage of these two people and ignoring the other two guests, Conan couldn't help but pull the policeman next to him and whispered: "Uncle police, look at that uncle, isn't his figure a little strange?"
The young police officer followed Conan's gaze and saw a burly man in black.
"Isn't this Mr. Yamada, Mr. Jiang Xia's assistant?" He scratched his head. "What's so strange about it?"
Conan: "..." Damn Vodka, it turns out this guy deliberately approached Jiang Xia just for today's situation?
What’s even more infuriating is that he actually managed to gain the favor of the police…
Conan felt sorry for his deceived friend and said, "I can't really explain it, but I just feel like Uncle Yamada is a little different than before. Everyone is going to be searched and frisked anyway, so why not check him first? This will allow him to get rid of suspicion as soon as possible and go help Brother Jiang Xia."
"That makes sense!" The young policeman also wanted to get off work early, and it didn't matter who he was investigating, so he walked towards Vodka.
Vodka heard footsteps approaching and turned his head alertly.
Good news, the person who came was just an ordinary policeman.
Bad news... In the direction where the policeman was walking, a first grade student was looking over here as if nothing had happened.
"The police were just looking through the luggage, why did they suddenly come to my place?" Vodka thought for a moment and felt something was wrong. His forehead twitched slightly and a murderous aura like ice cream emanated from his body. "That kid must have said something to the police. This guy is haunting us!"
"Mr. Yamada." Just as he was thinking, the young police officer stopped in front of him, "Let me check your luggage. Is this the bag?"
Vodka nodded.
Conan paused and suddenly stared at his hat - he knew what was wrong with Vodka!
…
There was no pistol or knife in Vodka's bag.
The young police officer searched the man's body and found only a laptop computer, aside from his wallet, keys and other items. He also found a low-powered tranquilizer gun on him.
It's a little strange to carry a tranquilizer gun with you, but considering that "Mr. Yamada" is a man who aspires to be a detective, and detectives need to have enough force to subdue criminals... everything seems normal.
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Yamada. Although your job does require something to protect yourself, tranquilizer guns are prohibited items, so we will confiscate them first." The young police officer quickly filled out a form, tore it off and handed it to him. "After that, you just need to come to the headquarters when you have time to receive education and a fine."
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly discovered that the man in black next to "Mr. Yamada" was staring at the tranquilizer gun he had confiscated, with a hint of indescribable surprise and disgust in his expression.
Beside him, Vodka also noticed Calvados's strangeness, and his old face turned red: "..." What are you looking at? Have you never seen a tranquilizer gun? It's better to carry this with you than to be unarmed without a gun!
Calvados looked at him, turned his head away silently, and walked a few steps to the side, looking like he wanted to pretend that he didn't know this accomplice.
"..." Feeling his strong disgust, the murderous aura from Vodka floated up again.
But now he couldn't get angry at Calvados, so he could only quietly cast his angry eyes at the young police officer who was checking the luggage: "Do you know the rules, kid? Is it considered carrying a weapon for a detective? If you dare to confiscate my gun, why don't you confiscate Uzo's baton?"
Just as he was getting angry, suddenly, the voice of Inspector Otaki came from the side: "Mr. Yamada, what's in your hat?"
Vodka: “?!”
He looked in the direction of the sound, but saw no one.
The young police officer next to him also heard what his superior said. He quickly turned around and his eyes fell on Vodka's hat.
——He didn’t think much about it just now, but now that his boss pointed it out, he suddenly realized that Mr. Yamada’s hat seemed a little strange.
Thinking of the tranquilizer gun that the detective assistant carried with him, the young police officer's face became a little more serious: "Mr. Yamada, please take off your hat so I can check it."
Vodka: “…”
…
An organizational cadre reluctantly took off the hat that he never took off his head.
In the bushes, Conan put away his bow voice changer and squinted his eyes to look over carefully.
(End of this chapter)
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