Conan's First Love is a Profiler

Chapter 112 Guarding
"First of all, the crime did not take place in Mr. Masasugi's room."

"Then how did Dad get killed in the room?" Gao Shiyang was a little puzzled.

"There is only one possible method," Qinghai Chuantang looked behind him, "and that is the window."

Mr. Gao Shiyang couldn't help but laugh, "You mean, an arrow shot from the window? There was no tree to climb, and the window glass wasn't broken."

The murderer actually committed the crime in Takashi Masasugi's room, right below where everyone is now, Tokiyama Maki's room.

There are vases in every room.

Originally, it was placed in the center of the cabinet by the window.

But the vase in Maki Tokiyama's room was placed on the edge of the cabinet.

"After the murderer sneaked into Miss Maki's room, he felt that the vase had to be moved because it would become an obstacle to the pose."

After opening the window, Qinghai Chuantang was lying on the cabinet with a crossbow in his hand, revealing half of his body.

Use the crossbow and aim at the window above.

"Set up your crossbow like this, point it at the upper window, and yell White night."

Qinghai Chuantang returned to the ground.

Explained: "This word is the bad name given to Mr. Masasugi when he committed large-scale fraud in the financial market."

I don’t know if it’s because I was shaken by hearing others calling me a bad name.

Still, I want to find the owner of the voice.

The murderer aimed and shot the arrow from directly below the moment he stuck his head out.

Afterwards, the murderer used a long stick to close the window of the second-floor room from the outside.

Then he quickly left the room.

Forgot, put the vase back to its original place.

"Masahiko deceived him and forced him to commit suicide before." Kushima Yoshimi said, walking over and sitting on the sofa.

Gao Shiyangfu looked at her, "You are the murderer, right? Are you trying to avenge your father?"

"No. After Ms. Maki was called by Mr. Masasugi, she stayed in the lounge for a while and then took the stairs to the second floor."

And everyone witnessed it with their own eyes.

"In that case, who did it? We were in the lounge the whole time."

"Yes. When we heard the screams, everyone was in the lounge. We all have alibis." Shiramizu Ryosuke agreed.

But unfortunately, in Qinghai Chuantang's view, this alibi is meaningless.

Gao Shizhengshan was not killed while he was wailing.

He must have been killed before the power outage.

"But, I saw Mr. Masasugi during the power outage." Saiki stepped forward and said.

"Did you get closer and see his face?"

Saiki shook his head.

"In the darkness caused by the power outage, someone appeared in front of the anxious Saiki-san. I think it was an imposter who was using a cane and imitating the way Masasugi-san walked."

Kubo Kawahiro stood up, pointed at her and asked, "What about the screams during the power outage?"

"That was a prepared recording."

After hearing the screams, everyone rushed over, but Gao Shizhengshan's room was dark.

If he was still alive when the power outage occurred, he would have lit a candle to deal with the sudden darkness.

Gao Shizhengshan was killed before the power outage.

Therefore, the alibi after the power outage is meaningless.

"In this case."

Kubokawa Hiroshi walked over, sat on the sofa, and said with a smile: "Anyone can shoot him from the window."

"But when we found it, weren't the windows in the room locked?" Xiaolan asked with some confusion.

"The murderer's purpose is to make you think this way."

In fact, the windows of the room were not locked before everyone entered.

In order to create a false secret room, the murderer approached the window and locked it at the moment of opening the door.

"At that time, the person near the window"

Qing Hai Chuan Tang looked at him: "It's you, Mr. Jin Mu."

Everyone's eyes were suddenly focused on Jinmu Hai.

After hearing this, Jinmu Hai smiled slightly: "Are you kidding?"

"First, you ask Miss Maki to accompany the guests and have her stay in the lounge. The purpose is to prevent her from returning to her room."

As a secretary, he naturally knew the information about the code, and then used this to take out the crossbow in the hall.

Then, he used the master key to enter Tokiyama Maki's room.

In the room, Gao Shizhengshan was shot dead.

"Then, cut the telephone lines and destroy the switchboard to create chaos. Then, disguise yourself as Mr. Masasugi and appear in front of Mr. Saiki."

Then a mournful cry was uttered to delay the apparent time of the crime.

"If he hadn't forgotten to put the vase back, this could have been a clever murder plan."

Chikagi Kai smiled and took a step forward.

"All of this is just your speculation, right?"

Qing Hai Chuantang gave Conan a look.

Conan immediately understood what the other party meant and ran behind him.

Pretending to be surprised, he said, "Mr. Chikaki, there seems to be something yellow on your butt!"

As he said this, he took out a handkerchief from his bag at lightning speed, lifted the other person's clothes, and wiped the yellow area.

The whole action was done in one go and was very skillful.

The look in Yuanzi's eyes when she looked at him became a little strange: Could it be that this kid has some kind of hobby that makes him do this often?
Conan chuckled a few times and explained, "This yellow stuff is lily pollen! As far as I remember, lilies are only found in Maki's room."

The evidence is irrefutable.

Chikagi Kai finally closed his eyes, as if unwilling to face all this.

"I asked the underworld to help." Qing Hai Chuantang quickly changed the subject, "I asked a trustworthy criminal policeman to investigate. Although Mr. Masahiko's death was suspicious, it was still treated as suicide."

"We also found the report record of you accusing Mr. Masasugi of being involved in this matter."

There was a look of fatigue on Jinmu Hai's face.

"It was Mr. Masahiko who saved me from the despair of failing in my career. After that, I started helping Mr. Masahiko."

There was a time when the Tokiyama family suffered losses in the financial market. At that time, the White Knight offered to help.

However, Takashi Masasugi was just a villain pretending to save him.

It's not some white knight.

"Moreover, he is a person who will never commit suicide no matter what difficulties he encounters."

"So, in order to find evidence that Mr. Zhengshan killed Mr. Zhengyan and disguised it as suicide, you entered the Gao family as a secretary."

Chikagi Kai recalled what he heard when he learned the truth -

What about the Norwegian privilege thing? It's perfect, it's treated as suicide.

"It is outrageous that Gao Shizhengshan placed the crossbow that killed Mr. Masahiko here as a decoration!"

Jinmu Hai gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I can't forgive."

"So, that's why you want to help Masahiko get revenge?" Hisashima Yoshimi said, looking at him.

"That's not the case. What Mr. Chikaki did was to protect the Tokiyama family and Ms. Maki."

After Chikaki Kai found out the truth about Tokiyama Masahiko's death, he continued to work as a secretary because he was waiting for an opportunity to report Takashi Masahiro.

But Gao Shizhengshan was not satisfied with the Norwegian salmon privileges, and planned to seize the Tokiyama family.

For this purpose, a political marriage was formed with Tokiyama Maki.

"So, for Mr. Chikagi, there is no other way to protect Miss Maki except to kill Mr. Masasugi on the night of the banquet."

When she was a child, Maki Tokiyama once gave a bouquet of lilies to her father's friend.

When she grew up, he returned the lily to her.

"This is what I promised Mr. Masahiko."

"Is it you? The one who sends lilies every year."

Jinmu Hai lowered his head and did not answer.

To Maki Tokiyama, he is the true white knight.

She herself had lost track of how many times she had been saved by the lily.

"Mr. Jinmu, I'll wait for you to come back."

Tokiyama Maki's eyes were slightly red, and she said with tears in her eyes: "What you protected for me before, I will protect this time. I'm waiting for you to come back."

Jinmu Hai finally couldn't suppress his inner emotions and fell to the ground.

There was a slight cry of grief.

Lilies are beautiful and pure, and the most common language of their flowers is: a happy marriage, a beautiful family, great love, and deep blessings.

What Qinghai Chuantang likes most is clover.

The four-leaf clover represents luck.

Each leaf of the clover has its own meaning: true love, health, fame, wealth and opportunity.

However, it also has a flower language.
But even so, she still liked the clover, just as she liked the dandelion at the beginning, unwavering.

"Tomorrow, do you want to go and watch the filming of a movie together?"

Qing Hai Chuan Tang smiled and invited the three people: "It's a historical drama called "Ronin Samurai"

"Huh? There are still historical dramas being filmed now?" Sonoko seemed a little surprised.

Historical dramas are very budget-intensive, so after the Heisei era, they were gradually discontinued.

"In that case, Sonoko, what about you?"

Xiaolan looked at her, asking for her opinion.

"In this case, of course I have to go and see it! After all, it is a very rare thing to be able to personally watch the filming of such a historical drama with a sense of age."

Xiaolan smiled and said, "If that's the case, then the three of us can go together!"

When Conan heard this, he jumped up immediately and waved his restless hands.

Pretending to be very pitiful, she said coquettishly, "Sister Xiaolan, I want to go too!"

"No, Conan."

Xiaolan leaned over to look at him and said sternly, "The shooting site is very special. You can't run around casually. This will make others unhappy, understand?"

Conan instantly turned into a crying monster, with tears welling up in his eyes.

"I promise I won't run around! Can you take me with you, Xiaolan?"

He carefully pulled the other person's clothes, looking pitiful.

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed to his request.

"Why do I feel that this kid is acting weird now? Could it be that he has been stimulated by something?" Yuanzi whispered to Qinghai Chuantang.

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and said, "Well, who knows?"

She had already quietly taken out her cell phone and pressed the record function.

After returning to the Maori Detective Agency, Conan went to bed early and covered himself with the quilt to prevent himself from making any sound.

I roared in my heart: I will never reconcile with Qinghai Chuantang!
(End of this chapter)