Chapter 2188 2199 [War Correspondent Vodka]
Officer Gao Mu racked his brains, trying to push the situation forward: "Right! Let's take a look at the reaction to the gunpowder first. The person who fired the gun will leave gunpowder on his body. Whoever of you four has gunpowder on his body is the murderer!"
“…”
After he finished speaking, the four suspects looked at him in silence.
Officer Gao Mu scratched his head, vaguely feeling that something was wrong: This didn't seem to be the panicked look after being exposed, but more like looking at...
"You're stupid." Sato Miwako slapped him on the back of the head. "Didn't Jiang Xia just say that they went to the shooting club before coming to the ice rink? After spending an entire afternoon in a place like that, it would be strange if there wasn't smoke from the gunpowder on your body."
Several suspects nodded quickly, looking at Sato Kazuko as if she were a judge. But on second thought, if the murderer was still among the four of them, the probability of 1/4 didn't seem low.
So the iron man quickly analyzed: "In fact, the lockers here are often not locked. If we didn't close the door properly, it is possible that someone stole our guns and shot Qianxun."
As soon as he finished speaking, before the police could say anything, his words were refuted by his companion. The dark-skinned man said coldly: "Clay shooting is not a very popular hobby. Our guns were disassembled and placed in the bag. Normal people would not know that it was a gun bag at a glance, and even if they knew, they would not be able to assemble it. The murderer is more likely to be among the four of us than an outsider who accidentally saw the locker."
"You!" His three companions were stabbed in the back and glared at him for a moment.
On the contrary, the police looked over with admiration: there were at least several hundred people coming and going in this skating rink, if not thousands. In comparison, focusing on investigating four suspects could be considered a good job - these suspects were really good people!
…
Far away on the other side of Tokyo.
Someone was wrapped in a coat, typing angrily on his phone.
Chianti: [Hold your camera steady, why are you shaking it? I want to see the suspect. Look at what you are filming - I took my phone out of my pocket in the middle of winter, was it to see the heads of the onlookers?]
Vodka: "..." I'm not the one holding the camera, what's the point of scolding me? It's good enough that the stolen footage is watchable, you're the only one who's making trouble!
These images, of course, were created by Vodka hacking from the scene.
As technology improves, some TV stations have equipped frontline reporters with cameras that can be synchronized with the headquarters. However, the number is small after all, and most reporters still carry cameras.
At this time, all the reporters were blocked outside by the onlookers.
Vodka selected them carefully, and finally found that there were not many good ones to choose from, so he picked one from among the few.
"This generation of reporters is really getting worse and worse. They haven't been able to get to the scene for such a long time." Vodka was very disappointed. "If it were me, I would have rushed to the front line long ago."
But no matter how anxious he was, in the middle of winter, trying to squeeze to the front line with a precious machine among a group of spectators wrapped in cotton-padded jackets was truly a hellish task.
Vodka had no choice but to stop watching the live broadcast and deal with the important matters at hand, while hoping that this group of disappointing reporters could get in as soon as possible.
…
On the other side, in the ice rink.
Inspector Megure didn't have time to care about the progress of the reporters approaching the scene - in his opinion, it was better that the reporters couldn't get in, otherwise such a bloody scene would be exposed in advance, and public pressure would definitely come again.
So in the face of reporters beckoning for help, Inspector Megure decisively pretended that he had seen nothing. He frowned and looked like he was lost in thought. He turned his back to the door very naturally and waved to his police officers:
"First, go around and ask if anyone saw any suspicious persons nearby at the time of the incident."
When Suzuki Sonoko heard this, she suddenly remembered something and said quickly, "I think I've seen it!"
Inspector Megure didn't expect that this regular team could actually provide clues. He asked in surprise: "Are you sure?"
Suzuki Sonoko thought for a moment and said seriously, "To be precise, I may have seen the murderer running away in a hurry after committing the crime."
"!" Inspector Megure didn't expect it to be such an important clue, "Tell me in detail!"
Suzuki Sonoko turned to Jiang Xia and said in detail: "When I hurried to the bathroom, I saw a sign hanging on the door saying 'Cleaning'. I knocked but no one responded, so I had to stand at the door and wait.
"Then fireworks started outside and I was afraid I would miss them, so I ran to the corridor and looked out the nearest window.
"The window was about five or six meters away from the restroom. I was looking at it when I heard some noise behind me. I turned around and saw a strangely dressed man in black with a black hooded raincoat walking out of the women's restroom."
Conan: "!" The man in black! Could it be...
The mini detective was triggered by the key words and began to have a brain storm.
Inspector Megure looked at Suzuki Sonoko, speechless: "..." It is indeed a very important clue... But how do you tell Jiang Xia? Shouldn't you tell the police first at this time?
...But it's not a big problem. After all, his subordinates have automatically ignored him as the middleman, so it's normal for Suzuki Sonoko to get used to it.
Inspector Megure sighed and got down to business with mixed feelings: "Did you see the man's face clearly?"
Suzuki Sonoko shook her head: "He had his hood pulled very low, almost covering half of his face, and his mouth was also covered with a scarf... I can only be sure that it was a person."
Inspector Megure was helpless: "Of course it's a human, otherwise how could it be a ghost?"
The ghosts floating around all stopped and looked at him: Why can't it be a ghost?
The police knew nothing about the invisible resentful gaze.
Miwako Sato thought about the whole thing and suddenly remembered something: "After that suspicious man in black ran away, didn't you go to the bathroom to check immediately?"
Suzuki Sonoko nodded and said, "Because there was a cleaning sign hanging at the door, I thought the man in black was a cleaner who was wrapped tightly to avoid getting dirty, and he hurried away to get tools, so I waited for a while.
"But there was no movement inside, and the man didn't come back. I thought he might have forgotten to take off his cleaning card, so I tried to push the door open, and then... then I saw the body."
Miwako Sato heard the problem: "In other words, you didn't hear the gunshot that killed the victim?"
Suzuki Sonoko realized belatedly: "Indeed. Hmm? Could it be that the deceased had been shot to death a long time ago, and the one I saw was not the murderer?"
Sato Miwako shook her head: "The body is very fresh... Well, I mean the time of death of the deceased is very recent. Combined with the time period when the women's restroom was closed, she was indeed killed during the time you were waiting."
(End of this chapter)
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