Chapter 682 The Final Case
In addition to Tatsuzo Watanuki, the other two suspects singled out were a guest who used vulgar language and looked like a vulgar gangster; and a foreigner.
Kogoro Mouri looked at the three suspects who were neatly arranged and in perfect condition, and his heart was eager to make conclusions.
He whispered to Jiang Xia, "Most people would leave their names in Chinese characters. But the name that the assistant director asked us to write in the message was pronounced 'ホヅミ'. 'ホヅミ' should be written as '穗积'. Both characters are quite complicated, so the deceased might have written it this way to make it easier for the guests to read? - For example, the guest is an old man with poor eyesight and can't see the words clearly." He looked at Watanuki Tatsuzo, then turned to the gangster, "Or the guest didn't study well and can't read Chinese characters very well. Or..." Maori Kogoro finally glanced at Amuro Toru and lowered his voice, "The guest is a foreigner who is not good at Chinese characters?"
Mao Lilan had already noticed that they were whispering and secretly came over to listen.
Hearing this, I couldn't help but interrupt and refute: "But Mr. Amuro doesn't have a foreign accent at all, and his name doesn't sound like a foreigner at all - the deceased assistant director said that he only contacted the guests by phone, so in that case, he would not think that Mr. Amuro was a foreigner at all."
She always felt that Amuro Toru was not a bad person. In addition to the fact that Amuro Toru looked kind, it was also because of Jiang Xia - it is said that people are divided into groups, and friends of friends should be good people.
Vermouth, wearing the skin of Suzuki Sonoko, nodded in agreement, but sighed in her heart. Naive Angel, Bourbon is not a good thing... But this is like her, always thinking the best of people.
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Shancuncao didn't hear the murmurs behind him.
He stared at the three suspects and thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out who the murderer was.
At this time, his efficient subordinate trotted over and said, "Inspector Yamamura, we got the list of the crew members. But... there is no one named 'Hozumi'. The deceased may have lied."
Jiang Xia leaned over to look at the list and check in on the clue points.
Shancuncao took the list, glanced at it, and shouted, "There's no need for the deceased to lie, right? Why don't you bring a proper list over here? There are even dates mixed in!"
He raised his hand and pointed to the bottom row.
It does say "August 1st"
The subordinate scratched his head in confusion and said, "...Is this the official list? Maybe they sent it to the wrong person? I, I'll go check it again." Then he ran away.
Conan pricked up his ears, searching for all the information around him.
Hearing this, he was suddenly stunned and understood.
Toru Amuro also understood something and glanced at Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia didn't have an expression of sudden enlightenment, such as "I see", nor was he confused... It seemed that this genius detective had already known what the "April 1st" with the bloody fingerprint meant when he got the deceased's notebook just now. It was just that because he was doing a mission for the organization, it was not good to solve the case so quickly, otherwise their mission target would fall into the hands of the police.
As he thought about it, Toru Amuro sighed regretfully.
In the current situation, Jiang Xia's reasoning and observation abilities can obviously no longer be used to solve the case.
However, he can use his identity as a detective to complete the organization's mission - once the police are involved, the situation will inevitably become more difficult to control. He and Jiang Xia must let Watanuki Tatsuzo find the corpse from five years ago as soon as possible, and then secretly take photos of relevant evidence.
Although he had previously relied on "leaking information during casual chat" to help Watanuki Tatsuzo narrow the scope of the search.
But now it seems that time is still not enough, it needs to be faster.
For example... let Jiang Xia pretend to be a stubborn lone hero, find an opportunity to lure Watanuki Tatsuzo to the burial site, and directly deliver the answer to this slow-witted old cadre of the Mud Association?
Under Toru Amuro's gaze, Jiang Xia quickly understood something.
He recalled Conan's appearance just now and copied it on the spot. His eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked like "I understand!"
Then he put away his excitement after glimpsing the truth and frowned slightly, as if he was troubled by the lack of certain evidence.
Toru Amuro looked at this scene, feeling relieved but also a little complicated.
...Jiang Xia is not only smart in solving cases, but also has a good understanding of other aspects.
But the more this happened, the more he felt that he was pushing this young man into the abyss of crime with his own hands... Tsk, if Vermouth wasn't around, he wouldn't have to be so much like Bourbon.
Damn organization, damn Vermouth.
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At the same time.
When Jiang Xia and Amuro Toru were planning to go fishing.
A conscious fishing bait turned around silently and ran to the door, wanting to go up the mountain to confirm something.
——Conan has now gathered all the clues he needs to know, but he is still one step away from confirmation.
In addition, he realized that even if it was confirmed, it would be difficult for the police to find physical evidence.
Therefore, we have to lay out some bait. A little bait for the real murderer, Watanuki Tatsuzo...
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Jiang Xia didn't see Conan's movements, but Xiaobai who was floating nearby saw it.
It seems to have some admiration for Conan, who also likes to give others anesthetic injections, so when there is no murderous intent, no ghost fetuses or shikigami, it will have nothing better to do than to look at Conan a few more times.
After discovering that Conan was about to take risks again, Xiaobai skillfully poked Jiang Xia and complained.
Jiang Xia glanced towards the door. He had originally planned to pick a fast and enthusiastic puppet, follow it into the mountains, and give Conan an injection in the dark, or a knife... or be gentle and pick up a sack to put it back.
But before he could take any action, a figure passed by silently and lightly in the corner of his sight - "Suzuki Sonoko" also keenly noticed Conan's movements and chased after him.
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Jiang Xia hesitated for a moment and saved the energy to release the puppet.
Vermouth knows Conan's habits and the organization's style of doing things, so she should be able to handle things properly.
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Conan ran through the corridor and toward the hotel door, constantly thinking of the operation process to lead out the real murderer and the evidence.
But before the plan could be fully formed, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and gently picked him up like a chicken. Then another hand reached out, and a handkerchief stained with an unknown liquid covered his mouth and nose tightly.
“?!!”
Conan was running fast, breathing heavily, but when he came to his senses, he had already been hit.
The scenery in front of him was shaking, and a familiar feeling of dizziness came over him like a tide... It was familiar because after he became Conan, he seemed to have been anesthetized by the anonymous people several times. Although it was not an anesthetic needle this time, the effect was the same.
(End of this chapter)
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