Chapter 830 Uzo, Detective's Friend
When Vermouth thought that Uzo was now on their side, she suddenly felt that the burden on her shoulders was a lot lighter.
Although she also wanted to protect Angel and Cool Guy, she felt that she had no reason and should not get close to them, as it would bring more danger. After all, too many people were watching her - from the FBI, from the organization...
Compared to her, Uzo is much more suitable in terms of identity.
And now it seems that in terms of "protecting others", although Uzo is... that's a little bit, Vermouth couldn't help but press his forehead, but putting aside the form and process, just looking at the conclusion, the effect is unexpectedly good - Uzo is a genius who stands high enough after all, he concentrates on doing one thing, even if the method is biased, he can always achieve the effect he wants through various unspeakable means.
The only thing that worries Vermouth is that if Cool Guy's situation is discovered by the organization, not only will Angel be implicated, but Uzo will also be on the organization's list and face danger.
Vermouth: "..." Although I don't want that kind of situation to happen, I have to think of an emergency plan in advance. For example, if something happens, how can I find a way to get them out...
Vermouth did not follow the two high school students upstairs.
She turned around and walked back to the room next to the lounge, thinking.
…
Jiang Xia and Conan took the elevator all the way to the top floor.
Just now, the three new band members were arguing loudly, but they were of the same opinion on one thing.
——The deceased did not take the elevator downstairs.
This was also confirmed by the elevator surveillance.
Add to that the testimonies of Shota Aoki and Atsushi Makuma - after the deceased left the elevator, she only went down one floor before catching up with the person she wanted to talk to.
After that, the two separated. The floor where the deceased was still very high, and normally, she would have taken the next elevator downstairs, but she didn't.
So, maybe something happened on the way that prevented her from taking the elevator.
If we search carefully along the stairs and the eighth floor where the deceased had spoken to Mr. Jian Xiong, we will probably find clues - this is most likely where she had the accident.
…
Jiang Xia and Conan left the elevator and walked along the corridor on the eighth floor.
Then not long after, they stopped and found what they cared about.
——There is an interest class on the eighth floor of the building, and many children’s crayon drawings are displayed on the wall.
Jiang Xia looked along the way and finally stopped in front of a picture of blue sky and green grass.
His gaze lingered on it briefly, then quickly moved to the side.
——Diagonally opposite, in a closed shop, there were several clothing mannequins on display.
One of the female plastic models was bald from the wrist down and was missing her left hand.
…
A few minutes later.
Jiang Xia successfully visited all the check-in spots and returned downstairs comfortably.
When Nakamura Yusuke saw him, his eyes flashed - although he had just mustered up the courage to use the people around Jiang Xia to create an alibi, he was still a little wary of this famous detective.
Just now, Nakamura Yusuke was busy trying to stop the fight. When he noticed Jiang Xia was gone, he felt a pang in his heart, worried that Jiang Xia had found some other clues.
At this time, seeing the high school detective reappear, Nakamura Yusuke felt a little guilty and walked closer to try to get some information.
He walked to Jiang Xia's side and sighed, as if he was tired of fighting:
"We usually have a good relationship, but I didn't expect such a conflict to suddenly break out... I usually only focus on studying new songs, and I really neglected this aspect. If only I had paid attention to it earlier - it turned out to be like this, what should I do."
It was originally just a helpless sigh.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xia actually made a suggestion, and said in a calm tone:
"They simply don't want to be considered the murderer by the police, so they have been constantly exposing possible flaws of others and trying to magnify other people's suspicions. From this point of view, there is certainly a solution - you just need to surrender as soon as possible."
“…”
Yusuke Nakamura's breathing stagnated, and he felt as if a basin of ice water was poured into the back of his collar.
"W-what?" He instinctively avoided what Jiang Xia had just said, hoping that he had heard it wrongly. "Haha, thank you for helping to ease the atmosphere, but you really scared me..."
Yusuke Nakamura tried to get away with it.
However, just now, although Jiang Xia's voice was not loud, he did not deliberately lower his voice.
Not only did Yusuke Nakamura hear the last word "surrender", but several police officers nearby also heard it.
In an instant, several sharp gazes were suddenly shot towards Nakamura Yusuke, mixed with scrutiny, suspicion... and the expectation of ending overtime.
Jiang Xia lived up to their expectations and worked hard to pull the progress bar:
"There is a strange indentation on the victim's calf. The box used to hold the bass drum has a protruding metal part on the inner wall to help fix the instrument - the two shapes are very similar. In other words, Miss Yukiko may have been carried here in a box.
"Among all the people present, except for a few staff members, you are the only one who has the ability to use the instrument case to transport the corpse. If it weren't the person who hid the corpse, others would definitely become suspicious when carrying it because of the weight..."
The more Nakamura Yusuke listened, the more he felt that the situation was unfavorable. He interrupted him with sweat on his forehead: "That doesn't mean I'm the murderer! Yukiko's self-centered personality... maybe she offended some staff member!"
He didn't control the volume well and sounded a little panicked.
Those who had not noticed the situation here also stopped talking and looked over in confusion.
Being stared at by multiple people, Nakamura Yusuke sweatdropped. "I, I mean...it's possible that someone else took advantage of us not noticing and used the instrument box to transport the body without permission. In any case, I couldn't get into the crime scene at that time!"
"It's true that you are not the only one who has the chance to come across the musical instrument case. But there are not many people who can get the key to the lounge and enter the lounge at the same time." Jiang Xia rarely encounters such a spirited murderer. He looked at Nakamura Yusuke carefully, then looked down at his watch.
It was still early and there were many police officers around.
Jiang Xia finally silently moved his hand away from the baton and continued to fast forward calmly: "From the current situation, Miss Yukiko was probably killed on the eighth floor - there is a green scratch on the back of her shoulder, and on the wall of the corridor on the eighth floor, a green crayon drawing also has traces of being rubbed.
"After pinning her against the wall and strangling her to death, the murderer put the body into a box that usually stores bass drums. At the same time, the murderer devised a plan to exonerate himself. He twisted off the left hand of a nearby mannequin and took off Miss Yukiko's gloves. As long as the two were combined at the right time, it would be easy for an uninformed person to have the illusion that 'this is Miss Yukiko's hand.'"
(End of this chapter)
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