Chapter 891 Feel My Pain
In the living room.
After Inspector Megure understood the general situation, he began to ask for details in a targeted manner.
Vodka sat quietly on the sofa in the corner. He felt the concentration of police in the air around him. Then he looked at Uzo, who was leaning against the door of the living room, as if he was staying out of the matter. His heart gradually tightened.
Especially after hearing Inspector Megure's question, Vodka's heart skipped a beat. He always felt that this question was very disadvantageous to him.
——Although when the body was found... no, when the injured Miss Kusano was found, a group of people crowded at the bathroom door at the same time.
But it was Vodka who first pointed out that "there were drops of blood in the corridor" and suggested opening the door.
Vodka: "..." At that time, despite all his precautions, he still couldn't prevent Uzo from attacking innocent idols. He was a little mentally unstable for a moment, and unfortunately blurted out the clues...
But it doesn't matter, just stay calm and everything will be fine. No matter how suspicious the first person is, what can he do? He has an alibi!
Vodka thought: From the time Miss Xun left the living room to the time she was found in the bathroom, I didn't leave the living room at all... Speaking of this, I hope other people in the living room have a better memory and can remember that I have been staying in the living room tonight... Damn, I shouldn't have been so low-key just now. What if I am forgotten by this group of people because my presence is too low?
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While wiping the cold sweat with Vodka, praying not to meet stupid teammates.
Next to me, the thing I least wanted to see happened.
——Kensaki Osamu also broke out in cold sweat when facing a murder case.
Hearing the police's questioning, he tried his best to cooperate. After thinking for a while, he carefully recounted the situation at that time: "Xiaoxun went to take a shower and never came back. So I planned to go and check on her. When I walked to the door of that corridor, Mr. Yamada suddenly rushed over from behind - he found blood drops on the ground and said that something might have happened in the bathroom. So soon, everyone ran to the corridor and opened the bathroom door together, and then they found... they found that Xiaoxun had become like that."
Vodka: “…”
Although everything Kenzaki Osamu said was true.
But for some reason, the "Mr. Yamada" in the words sounded so suspicious... Mainly because none of the group of people saw the blood, only he, the man wearing sunglasses, saw it from a distance. At first glance, it did sound a bit strange...
…
Thinking of this, Vodka secretly looked up.
Sure enough, as Kenzaki Osamu repeated his story, a group of people looked at him at the same time, even Uzo who looked concerned.
Vodka: “…”
He couldn't help but burst into a burst of national curses in his heart. But at the same time, it also gave him a flash of inspiration.
Soon, Vodka recalled what Wuzo looked like when he was "Jiangxia".
He imitated Jiang Xia's demeanor and tone, and explained gently: "One of my dreams is to become a famous detective like Mr. Jiang Xia, so I usually pay attention to training my observation and reaction abilities."
Conan: "..." In a corner where no one could see him, he showed a complicated and painful expression: He knew someone was talking nonsense and someone believed that nonsense, but he couldn't expose it...
"So that's how it is." The policemen really accepted Vodka's explanation and nodded in understanding: detectives and detective reserve officers do have better observation skills than many people. Moreover, Yamada Taro's idol is a famous detective like Jiang Xia, and Mr. Yamada is lucky enough to have learned from Jiang Xia as an assistant...
To be fair, the police certainly hope that Jiang Xia can train more assistants, preferably ones whose skills are not inferior to Jiang Xia himself - in this way, the police's overtime hours may be further shortened...
Vodka was keenly aware of the softening of the police's attitude.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, shut his mouth again, sat among a group of witnesses, and continued to reduce his presence.
…
The joys and sorrows of different people are not shared.
While the police and vodka relax.
In the corner, Conan glanced at Vodka, his eyes twitching: The guys in the Black Organization really have no moral integrity. They can even say something like "admiring the detective" and even come here to be Jiang Xia's assistant. They really took great pains to get close to Jiang Xia...
However, Conan thought hopefully: Even if that's the case, the vodka might not be aimed at Jiang Xia.
Because there are still many doubts:
For example, why was Vodka the first to say that there was blood on the floor?
For a member of an organization that sneaks into celebrity gatherings, it is normal to keep a low profile at all times. Any outstanding action may lead to unnecessary changes and troubles. Vodka should be very clear about this, unless... this can help him achieve some invisible purpose.
Conan touched his chin and began to analyze and arrange various possibilities based on this point.
…
Although Conan was facing a formidable enemy, the police did not dwell too much on the fact that "Mr. Yamada" had discovered the bloodstain.
They are accustomed to others suddenly presenting clues that they had not yet discovered, and they accept this well.
In addition, compared to the people in the house, the police actually had other suspects: a pile of messy crime tools were thrown at the door of the apartment.
——A blood-stained raincoat, gloves full of holes and blood, an almost empty bottle of eye drops, and a handkerchief stained with an unknown liquid...
Although the specific composition of the liquid in the latter two is still under testing, judging from the smell, the liquid in the eye drop bottle and the handkerchief is likely to be anesthetic.
"The murderer must have taken advantage of the people in the house not paying attention and broke in wearing a raincoat. He first sprinkled the anesthetic in the eye drop bottle on the handkerchief, then used it to knock the victim unconscious and cut his throat."
Inspector Megure flipped through the elements recorded in the notebook and made a simple guess:
"After committing the crime, the murderer hurriedly left the bathroom wearing a raincoat stained with the victim's blood and fled all the way to the door. He then dropped the tools used in the crime and ran away as if nothing had happened.
"The raincoat and gloves blocked the blood that would have otherwise splattered on the body, and by leaving them behind, the man could immediately blend in with the passers-by.
"According to our inspection, there are no signs that the door has been pried open - was the door locked when you had the party?"
The doors here do not lock automatically, but need to be locked manually.
The bathroom is closer to the front door than the living room. If the door is not locked, based on the traces, Inspector Megure feels that someone may have broken in from the outside and attacked Kaoru Kusano.
“…” Several stars looked at each other, thinking about the scene at that time.
Then he shook his head hesitantly: "It should not be locked. There are so many people here today, and we don't think we need to worry about safety. Besides, guests have arrived one after another, and it is too inconvenient to keep the door locked. Later, when everyone arrived, we chatted and laughed and went straight to the living room... It seems that no one went back to the entrance to lock the door."
(End of this chapter)
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