Chapter 196

For a man like the old butler who has always valued family and reputation, he has always been very concerned about his image. When has he ever been scolded in public like this? He didn't even bother to look at Hoshikawa Kazuaki who had exposed his plan so casually. Instead, he glared angrily at Maori Kogoro who had criticized him in public. He was so angry that his eyes turned red, his face twitched, and even his beard curled up.

"You are so rude! Even if I carry the air conditioner remote control with me, it is only because of my job responsibilities. In order to make the banquets held by the Kamimura family bring the best experience to all guests, I will carry the air conditioner remote control with me at every banquet. How can you casually judge that I want to kill the head of the family just because of this habit of mine that many people know about?"

Someone else echoed, "Yeah, this is too unbelievable. Let's not talk about why the old butler did that. It was so dark when the power went out, and no one had any lighting equipment prepared in advance. How could the old butler, who was so old, accurately find the location of Kamimura Sachiro and kill him?"

"Yes, it was so dark that I could hardly tell where I was. How could the old butler, at his age, perform such a difficult move?"

"You are wrong. It may be difficult for others, but for the old butler who has been prepared, it is actually a very simple matter."

Under the table, Conan curled up, but his expression was as confident as ever. The voice of talking continued to come from the collar of Hoshikawa Kazuaki, and he was motionless with his head lowered, as if he was dozing off, which made the onlookers have a strange thought: "As expected, he looks a lot like the sleeping famous detective Maori Kogoro, he is worthy of being Maori's apprentice."

"In fact, the old butler made more preparations in advance than just controlling the emergency light. Before executing the plan, he also found a perfect partner who could legitimately accompany the deceased when he went on stage to give a speech. In this way, the old butler could immediately provide an accurate location of the deceased when darkness came.

As long as the collaborator locates the exposed part of President Kamimura's body, the murderer, the old butler, can immediately find the exact location and pierce his skin with the syringe. In addition, the old butler's own physical fitness is very good, which is why he was able to inject him with a lethal poison at the moment of darkness. "

The banquet hall was quiet for a moment, and then everyone started talking.

"The one who can stand beside President Uemura openly, doesn't that mean Mrs. Uemura?"

"Yes, I remember that when President Kamimura was on stage, Mrs. Kamimura was standing next to him and holding his arm. I thought they had a great relationship, but I never thought that it was to provide the exact location for injecting poison? It's terrible!"

"Yeah, it's really chilling!"

"Wait! What does this have to do with me?" Mrs. Kamimura was shocked and angry. She couldn't help but step forward and pointed at Xingchuan and Ming and cursed: "You, you are slandering us! I know, you must also want the inheritance rights of the Kamimura family, so you want to take action against the people of the Kamimura family!"

"Don't change the subject, Mrs. Uemura. You can deny it, but the watch we found on you has already told us the truth. Judging from the degree of wear and tear on the strap, you have been wearing it for a long time. And you wore an old watch to such an important banquet, which shows that this watch means a lot to you, so you must know a lot about it. Or do you actually not know that the dial and hands of the watch you have worn for many years contain fluorescent components?"

Mrs. Kamimura's face instantly turned pale. Of course, she couldn't say that she didn't know. After all, she had mentioned this to others more than once during the years she had been wearing the watch. But if she did that, wouldn't her identity as an accomplice be impossible to conceal?

Damn it! How could this young master from a family who was found from nowhere be so powerful?

However, Xingchuan Heming provided more evidence than this. He continued:

"You have provided more than just this assistance in this cooperation. As an adult male, President Kamimura would definitely resist if he was suddenly injected with drugs. However, no one else present noticed this, so it is possible that someone used anesthetics in advance to make him lose his ability to resist."

Mrs. Kamimura immediately explained in a panic: "Are you trying to say that I made him dazed? But you also saw that I can't hide anything on my body..."

However, Xingchuan and Ming interrupted her explanation: "That's why you put the handkerchief soaked with anesthetic on the old housekeeper!"

Mrs. Kamimura's pupils constricted, and a look of fear finally appeared on her face.

"I checked... ahem, I once asked Conan to secretly check the old butler's belongings for me, and found that in addition to the air-conditioning remote control, he also carried a handkerchief. But the strange thing is that there are a lot of wrinkles on the handkerchief, as if it had been stuffed into a pocket when it was wet. And there are obvious threads on the edge caused by fingernails squeezing hard. It should be that your fingernails accidentally scratched it when you pressed the handkerchief hard on Mr. Kamimura's face?"

Inspector Megure also quickly obtained confirmation from the police officer who was keeping the evidence, and it was exactly the same as what Hoshikawa and Akira said. So he said with understanding:

"So, the old butler is indeed the murderer of Kamimura Sachiro? He first used the pre-set air conditioning and lubricant to plunge the banquet hall into darkness, and then with the help of Mrs. Kamimura, he quickly determined the location and injected the poison. But where did he hide the syringe? Why haven't we, the police, found it?"

However, before Inspector Megure could finish his words, Yuta Uemura, who had been silently staring at the body of Sachiro Uemura, rushed over and cried to Mrs. Uemura:

"How could this be? Mom, is what they say true? Why did you do this?"

After saying this, he turned his head and looked at the old butler. The bookish young face now had a hint of hatred:

"Old housekeeper! Don't you love this family the most? Why did you kill my father?"

The old butler seemed to be suddenly hurt by his gaze. He could not help but take a half step back, then immediately stood firm and repeated stubbornly:

"No, I don't want to kill the master of the family."

He turned his head sharply and looked at Inspector Megure, his eyes burning:

"Even if you detected the anesthetic component on my handkerchief, it doesn't mean that I have killed anyone. I have served the master of the family for forty years. How could I suddenly want to kill him? You are the police. Why do you have to listen to the nonsense of a high school student when solving a case?"

Inspector Megure was embarrassed when he heard this, and he was sweating coldly. Being questioned about the police's case handling level, as an inspector of the Investigation Division, it was difficult for him to deal with it. Should he just admit that they had relied on detectives to help in nine out of ten cases a long time ago?

In the past, it was all thanks to Kudo Shinichi, the high school student who loved to show off, and then it became Maori Kogoro who was only reliable when he was asleep. On the contrary, today, Hoshikawa and Akira are the ones who have the least contact. Fortunately, Brother Hoshikawa's reasoning ability is as powerful as his mystery comics, and he even found the truth before Brother Maori. But this kind of thing has always relied on the tacit understanding between detectives and the police, how can it be said?

"Who said there is no evidence?"

When Inspector Megure was in a dilemma, Hoshikawa Kazuaki suddenly spoke up, interrupting the awkward atmosphere. Everyone subconsciously turned their eyes to him, and Inspector Megure quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Brother Xingchuan, well done!

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