Chapter 3393 3405 [Treasure Hunt]
Inspector Megure didn't know what organization it was, he just wanted to know whether the person who pried open the window was the murderer.
Looking at the three members across from him, he diligently dug for clues so he could feed the answer machine: "Are you sure you didn't lose anything during those two thefts?"
"Yes." After a pause, the middle-parted man added hesitantly, "But the president has always believed that the thief sneaked in here to steal his design drawings."
The mop-head nodded, remembering something. "He kept saying that the thief must have taken photos of his designs. President Dejima really values his designs. He even flies into a rage when he sees anything similar."
The turbaned office worker also remembered: "Come to think of it, just this morning, the president went out and had a quarrel with someone.
"He took me to another design company, and as soon as I walked in, he started saying things like, 'How dare you steal my design! You were the one who broke into my house last time, weren't you?' I was completely taken aback."
The woman with the middle-parted hair glanced at the boss lying on the ground, sighed, and said, "But there's nothing we can do about it. Design is all about creativity and freshness. If it's constantly imitated and customers get tired of it, it's worthless."
Inspector Megure pricked up his ears and listened with great interest: he thought the murderer must be among the three suspects at the scene, but now, there was an external suspect?
Just as he was about to ask more, Jiang Xia interrupted him politely, "Come to think of it, your president's last words were, 'Ever since the thief came here, strange things have been happening here'—what strange things did he mean?"
Mop-head thought for a moment and said, "If something bad happened, my mechanical pencil was lost, but after the house was broken into, it suddenly appeared again."
"Yes!" The turbaned office worker also remembered something, "My ruler too!"
Inspector Megure was stunned. "So, after the thief broke into your house, not only did you not lose anything, but your lost things were actually found?"
"That's right." Mop Head said, "I found my mechanical pencil in the shoe cabinet at the door."
The guy with the middle-parted hair was a little confused: "But I remember your pencil. I think I found it before the break-in."
The mop-head and the turbaned office worker were both startled: "Really?"
The man with the middle-parted hair shook his head speechlessly, not saying any more to the two colleagues with bad memories. He turned to Jiang Xia and said, "Compared to the missing things, the thing that's even more strange is probably the president - almost since the day the house was broken into, he has been urging us to save water no matter what.
“If I took a little longer to wash my hands, he would be outside knocking on the door.
"We used to shower in the bathroom when we were tired from work or didn't have time to take a shower at home. But now, the president won't even let us use the bathroom—he used to not care about such trivial matters... Sigh, maybe after almost getting robbed, his mentality has changed."
Jiang Xia glanced at Miyano Akemi on his shoulder.
Miyano Akemi, who was observing a moment of silence for the president, froze and stomped on the spot guiltily.
Jiang Xia touched the ghost's head, looked down at Huiyuan Ai, and then gently patted her shoulder and asked in a low voice like a newcomer's guide: "Do you understand?"
"Hmm?" Haibara Ai was still thinking about big things like life and death, the Black Organization and the Miyano family.
Jiang Xia suddenly patted her, and she came back to her senses. Relying on her remaining memories, she recalled what this group of office workers were talking about just now.
"After the thief broke in, I started saving water... Before that, my sister had used the restroom. Saving water..."
After all, it was the brain that could create APTX4869. Although the detective field was not the specialty of this mini wine, after a while of putting the few puzzle pieces together, they finally formed a complete picture in Haibara Ai's mind.
Her eyes lit up and she looked towards the bathroom beside her: Could it be...
She looked up at Jiang Xia and found that Jiang Xia nodded slightly at her, and Huibara Ai felt relieved.
It seems that her guess was correct... Although I don’t know how Jiang Xia understood her guess just by looking at each other, but now that things have come to this, I have to look for him anyway.
Thinking of this, and glancing at the busy police around her, Huiyuan Ai felt a little guilty and nervous. Amidst the pounding of her heart, she walked to the toilet as if nothing had happened, opened the door a crack, and slipped in.
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Inspector Megure knew nothing about the mini scientist's game of finding relics.
When Jiang Xia was around, he had become accustomed to hearing short fellows running around stealthily at his feet: although the person running around was different this time, it was basically the same.
Instead of thinking about the running kids, Inspector Megure remembered the new clue he had just found. He asked the turbaned office worker, "Where is the address of the agency you mentioned that plagiarized your ideas?" - If he checked there, he might find some new clues.
As he said this, he took the address he had asked for and planned to take his subordinates there to take a look.
But as soon as he turned around, he was blocked by Jiang Xia.
Under Inspector Megure's bewildered gaze, the detective said helplessly, "The scope of this poisoning incident may not be as vast as you think."
"!" Conan, who was brainstorming and reviewing the Porsche murder case, was suddenly brought back to his senses by a certain word.
stage……
Did Jiang Xia discover something, or was he simply speaking metaphorically?
As he stared in shock, Jiang Xia continued to speak to Inspector Megure, "If the deceased had come into contact with the poison during the quarrel this morning, he would have certainly come into contact with it in various places over such a long period of time. The number of places where the poison was detected would not be so small.
"In fact, the only places on the deceased's body that were contaminated with drugs were his left hand, the right crotch of his trousers, his belt, his handkerchief and the hamburger wrapper.
“And these are not the places where the murderer smeared the poison, but the deceased’s hands were stained with poison and touched these places.
"In other words, from this point, it's not difficult to infer the deceased's behavior after being exposed to the toxin—he adjusted the position of his pants, fiddled with his belt, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and then walked out and picked up the hamburger..."
As he spoke, the policemen's minds gradually recalled the actions of the deceased before his death, and they added corresponding scenes.
—Adjusting pants, fiddling with belts, wiping hands with a handkerchief…all these actions looked like they were being done in the bathroom.
Officer Gao Mu was surprised and said, "So, the deceased was poisoned in the toilet? But when we checked the toilet just now, we didn't find any toxin reaction, including the flush button."
Jiang Xia glanced at the closed toilet door and the mini scientist busy behind it, and said slowly, "Because the item the murderer used to poison the victim had already been taken out of the toilet by the deceased himself."
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