The world of science is unscientific

There wasn't much to see in the past.

Anyway, Suzuki Yusuke had pretty much figured out the method.

It wasn't that he was particularly capable; the main thing was that he already knew it was a murder case and had also heard strange noises coming from the roof of the car.

The whole process can be easily reconstructed by following the reasoning.

So, in no time at all, Yusuke Suzuki was once again 'detached from the world'.

While they were engaged in intense analysis and discussion, he was gazing at a soothing landscape.

Chapter 335 Forgetting a Beating

Although everyone except Haruka Tendo and Yusuke Suzuki was worried about Yasumi Shirafuji.

But they waited until the fireworks were over before leaving.

ten minutes later.

The body of Shirafuji Yasumi has been found.

It was lying right in the middle of the road.

Conan immediately called the police.

Inspector Megure also quickly led his team to the scene.

"Why is it you guys again?"

Inspector Megure adjusted his hat. "I say, Suzuki, you've definitely caught your teacher's influence."

"It was just a coincidence," Yusuke Suzuki refused to admit. "Inspector Megure, you shouldn't be so superstitious."

"Is that so..." Inspector Megure rolled his eyes. "Then why don't you describe the details of this to me?"

Yusuke Suzuki reached out and scooped up Conan beside him. "Let him do it. I wasn't involved very much."

What is this word?

Participation is still incomplete.

Why does this sound like a criminal plan?

Conan, speechless, began to recount the story from the beginning.

Meanwhile, the forensic pathologist also completed a preliminary autopsy.

This forensic pathologist is a familiar face, making it seem like he's the only forensic pathologist in all of Tokyo.

"So, you didn't see the body when you went up the mountain, but you did when you came down?"

Inspector Megure interrupted Conan as he listened to his description.

“Hmm,” Conan nodded, “I remember it was around 7 o’clock at that time.”

"Inspector Megure, our preliminary estimate of the time of death is between 5 and 6 p.m.," the forensic doctor noted. "This doesn't quite match what the child said."

Upon hearing this, Conan frowned. "I'm sure we didn't see any bodies when we went up the mountain, only that wooden fence."

At the same time, he began to ponder in his mind.

Based on the timing, the fireworks should start at 7:00 or 7:30.

However, Shirafuji Yasumi died between 5 and 6 o'clock.

If the other person fell to their death from there, then she must have come up much earlier.

The entire route is uphill, and it's done by bicycle. From a purely physical standpoint, it's virtually impossible for the other party to crash through the guardrail and fall down when visibility is good.

He had just examined the body and there was no blood around it, indicating that this was not where the body was originally located.

Given this, we have to consider the possibility of murder.

If it was a murder, how did the killer manage to make the body fall down after they had gone up?

At that moment, Inspector Megure looked up and said, "I think we should go up and check the railing first."

As he spoke, he turned and instructed, "Takagi, you stay down here and continue looking for the bicycle. It should be around here."

"Yes!"

Back at the mountaintop, Conan approached Yusuke Suzuki and asked, "Yusuke-nii, do you think it was an accident?"

"It was murder."

Conan paused for a moment, "Are you so sure?"

"Ah."

"You...you wouldn't..."

"Yes."

Conan was stunned. He opened his mouth but couldn't speak. After a while, he finally composed himself and asked, "What clues did I miss?"

“The RV,” Yusuke Suzuki lit a cigarette. “When you were looking at the body, I checked the RV. There was a bloodstain on the glass sunroof.”

"bloodstain?"

Conan thought for a moment, "So, Ms. Taimi's body was placed on the roof of the car first, and then she was thrown off."

"But with so many bends along the way, how can the body be secured for precise disposal?"

"Are you stupid?" Yusuke Suzuki gave him a look as if he were an idiot. "I already said it's a skylight."

There's no reason this kid wouldn't see such a simple design.

Does Conan's intelligence decrease if he doesn't investigate according to the plot?

After hearing his words, Conan instantly understood.

"Yes, there was a knot in her belt. As long as it was caught on the closed skylight, the body wouldn't fall down. Once the skylight was opened and there was an emergency stop..."

He looked up abruptly, "The murderer is Miss Paradise?"

The person who requested that the skylight be opened was Paradise Haruka.

However, that's not quite right either. If it's just about opening the sunroof, even if Fukuura Reiji is driving, he could still sneak in a small crack.

Moreover, he can precisely control the location of the drift and sudden braking, making him a more suspicious person than Haruka Tendo.

We didn't find any bloodstains on the road as we came up, so the murder scene must have been on the roof of the car.

Speaking of which, there is another point of doubt that is not easy to explain.

How could the murderer be so sure that the body would be thrown out of the car?

The sunroof is located right in the middle of the car.

Does friction decrease through blood flow?

That's not right either; the murderer didn't have time to clean up the bloodstains.

Then it can only be something else, like a plastic sheet.

The murderer wouldn't have had time to retrieve such a prop; it should have been found.

Seeing that Conan had started to think again, Yusuke Suzuki didn't disturb him.

He didn't want to reason.

After finishing his cigarette, Takagi Wataru also found his bicycle.

Just as Conan was about to come up and compare the tire tracks, he suddenly stood behind Suzuki Yusuke and picked up the ribbon.

"Officer Takagi, could you please look down there again for something that looks like a plastic sheet? It's stained with blood."

?

Yusuke Suzuki was stunned. Conan actually dared to imitate his voice to his face?

This guy doesn't learn his lesson, does he?

Takagi Wataru below didn't hesitate either, since it was Suzuki Yusuke's request, and he naturally wouldn't refuse.

He immediately handed the bicycle to his colleague and turned back to continue his search.

"Brother Yusuke, in the heat of the moment... ouch~ it hurts!"

Conan had only spoken half a sentence when he was hit on the head.

“The result will be the same next time,” Yusuke Suzuki warned. “I might even try harder.”

Hearing the commotion, Inspector Megure looked over and asked in confusion, "Conan, what's wrong?"

Conan looked aggrieved. "It's nothing, my head is just a little itchy."

Soon, Wataru Takagi found what Conan wanted in the bushes.

A thin resin pad stained with blood.

Now all that's missing is the evidence!

Conan quickly ignored the pain in his head and went through the reasoning in his mind.

Then his expression turned grim. Without evidence, any of those three could be the murderer...

Just like Conan, Inspector Megure is also troubled.

He had originally planned an accidental incident, but now that the resin pad has been found, it's turned into a murder case.

"Brother Suzuki, since you're looking for this, you must have already come to a conclusion, right?" Inspector Megure walked straight to Suzuki Yusuke's side. This young man did seem much more reliable than Kogoro Mouri before he fell asleep.

Yusuke Suzuki thought for a moment, then decided to speak up since he was very hungry.

"Inspector Megure, come closer."

Half an hour later, Inspector Megure was in high spirits, his reasoning was airtight, and soon it was time to present the evidence.

Although Haruka Tendo looked terrible, she still held onto a glimmer of hope.

At that moment, Wataru Takagi opened the RV door, carrying a pile of clothes in his arms, exactly the same as those worn by Haruka Tendo, except that they were stained with a lot of blood.

"Miss Paradise, now you have nothing to say, right?"

Megure Juzo's eyes narrowed slightly as he stood with his hands behind his back.