Chapter 3347 3359 [Mistakes of the Passerby Mutual Aid Association] Ask for monthly tickets ()
Conan, who had just touched the noise-isolating earmuffs and hadn't had time to decide whether to wear them, said: "..."
...That's right. Since I want to solve the case as soon as possible and get Huiyuan to see a doctor as soon as possible, Jiang Xia must be the same. Alas, it seems that today is not a good time to solve the case.
The police officers nearby did not have such mixed feelings.
"The murderer is the owner of this car, which means..." Officer Sato followed Jiang Xia's words and locked his eyes on Taishan Xun, the only woman among the suspects. "Did you kill that person?"
A few thousand meters away, the market had just opened, and Vodka was still struggling to decide which one to bet on: "..."
…What’s going on!!
"The truth came out way too quickly this time!" Vodka wanted to punch the steering wheel in anger, but worried this was some kind of conspiracy on Uzo's part, so he played it safe and lightly punched his thigh.
"That bastard Wuzo, could it be that he knew I was behind this, so he deliberately found the murderer quickly and played a trick on me?"
An organizational cadre gritted his teeth and endured it, but his paranoia got out of control.
At the same time, in the mini program of "Passersby Mutual Aid Association", other people were also stunned, and then, Chianti's chat box popped up.
Chianti: [You're so slow! I was just about to bet on that woman—tell me, how are you going to compensate me for the lost coins?]
On the other side, Cohen saw this sentence: "..." Didn't you just want to vote for the guy driving the Porsche 356A, and said it was a free point question and asked me to vote too...
But thoughts are just thoughts, and soon, another line of words popped up in the chat channel.
Cohen: [Me too.]
"What is it!" Vodka stared at the two troublemakers dimly. "Don't think I don't know. You two always split the bets. You're saying this now, you must just be trying to extort my little black money."
Vodka was in a bad mood and had no intention of letting his two colleagues succeed.
He raised his hand and knocked, canceling the bet as if nothing had happened, then pretended to be offline and stopped talking.
Chianti pestered for a while.
On the other side, Curacao, who was observing secretly, did not chase after her, but breathed a sigh of relief.
Curacao exited the betting interface, returned to the collection room, took a look at the silver coins floating in the box, and felt relieved: "..." Almost, just a little bit, she was going to make a wrong bet again.
"Luckily, Wu Zuo solved the case quickly this time, otherwise the coins I saved with great effort would be gone again."
When he thought about preserving these precious currencies that were becoming less and less, Curacao looked at Uzo who was solving a case on his phone and suddenly felt that this man seemed to have become more pleasing to the eye.
Curacao: “…” Wait, that’s not right!
No matter what time, she must not let her guard down against this guy, otherwise those people living in prison or in the underworld will become her lessons!
After secretly warning himself in his heart, Curacao carefully put away these virtual silver coins, and then concentrated on the current case: intelligence is life, and the observation of Uzo must not be relaxed at any time.
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The underground parking lot of Dongdu Department Store.
The three Porsche owners who were still alive had no idea that they were under the watchful eyes of a group of lawless thugs.
When the two male car owners heard Jiang Xia reveal the real culprit of the case, they were stunned and suddenly looked at Taishanxun who was standing beside them.
"This..." While they were relaxed, they couldn't help but feel a little regretful when looking at this beautiful young female enthusiast. "How could it be Miss Taishan? She is not very strong. There is no way she could strangle someone without us knowing anything!"
Jiang Xia shook his head. "Technology is becoming more and more advanced now. Even without doing it yourself, you can easily strangle a sleeping person to death."
As he spoke, he walked over to the silver Porsche and pointed to the passenger seat where the deceased was sitting. "The murderer first wrapped the fishing line around Mr. Banchang's neck, then looped both ends of the line around the back of the seat and dragged it out the car window."
"Then, the long wire passed through the bottom of the Porsche 298 next door and was brought to the driver's seat of Miss Taishan's Porsche BOX."
As he spoke, Jiang Xia had already returned to the side of the most fashionable Porsche.
He opened the car door and pointed to the frameless top edge of the window. "If you look closely, you'll notice a subtle groove in the window. Just run the fishing line over it, close the door, and secure it. And the automatic strangulation mechanism is practically complete."
...Automatic strangulation device?
A group of onlookers who were not at the scene touched their necks unconsciously and began to look around to see if there was any suspicious fishing line or something like that.
At the scene, Inspector Megure nodded repeatedly at this simple and easy-to-understand phrase: "So, the weak Ms. Taishan was able to leave such deep marks on the victim's neck, relying not on muscle but on machinery?"
Jiang Xia nodded and said, "On the way back from the golf course, Miss Taishan was sitting right behind the passenger seat, pretending to talk while leaning on the back of the chair, while she quietly put the fishing line around the neck of the deceased.
"After arriving at the parking lot, she got out of the silver Porsche and went back to her car on the pretext of getting her wallet, put the fishing line back into the car and closed the door.
"The car window was completely open at this time. In this situation, Miss Taishan fixed the fishing line inside the car and tightened it as much as possible."
"Then all you have to do is press the window-close button and the window will automatically rise. The increasingly tight fishing line will then cut into the weakest point of the entire process—the deceased man's neck."
"This..." The other two Porsche owners were speechless - thinking about it carefully, Taishan Xun did lean towards the front seat when talking to the driver today, and in the past, she obviously disliked drunk escorts and would never get close to them.
...None of their friends noticed such a small detail, but the detective in front of them recounted exactly what happened as if he had seen it.
However, one thing doesn't seem right.
"After getting out of the car, Miss Taishan did go back to her car to get her wallet, but she got out so quickly afterwards that she didn't have time to retrieve the long fishing line... If she was the murderer, why didn't we see the fishing line that spanned three cars when we returned to the parking lot?"
Jiang Xia pointed at the mini remote control car on the passenger seat and said, "Ms. Taishan tied a piece of thin wire to the rear axle of the remote control car in advance, and pulled the thin wire out of the packaging box.
"After using the tremendous force of the window rising to strangle the person, she would just cut the looped wire, connect one end of it to the wire in the sports car, and then start the model car."
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Thanks to the big guys for the [monthly ticket] (σ≧▽≦)σ.
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