The world of science is unscientific

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Chapter 591 Really? I do not believe

Upon hearing this, Kogoro Mouri immediately looked thoughtful. "That voice..."

He carefully considered his words, "I remember it was a snapping sound, and it disappeared not long afterward."

“Hmm,” Yusuke Suzuki looked up at the eaves on the four walls, “In this scene, I can think of skiing. The sound is very similar, and there is also the sound of water falling. Although it is somewhat covered by the sound of the hot spring water, I can still hear it.”

"But how does skiing relate to the method of murder?"

Kogoro Mouri was still confused. He came out of the hot spring and said, "Yusuke, let's go check on Miss Anzai to see if she's in any danger."

"I didn't find any clues, and I don't think the murderer would have any reason to return to the scene."

Despite saying that, the master and apprentice still set up some obstacles at the door.

When the two arrived, Conan had already run into the shrine in the center of the courtyard.

There was a row of small footprints and a row of large footprints on the ground.

"That brat is causing trouble again!"

Kogoro Mouri rolled up his sleeves and followed Conan's footprints.

Then he saw Anzai Ema's corpse lying on the ground covered with kimonos.

Another kimono sleeved Hannya was placed on his chest, also killed by a single stab to the chest.

Yusuke Suzuki didn't follow, but instead pulled Ai Haibara back inside, saying, "It's cold outside, don't stand there."

"Oh......"

Ai Haibara was very obedient and looked up to say, "The kimono sleeve Hannya that I found at the hot spring felt cold to the touch, the temperature was not normal, it was lower than the outdoor handrail, and the surface was also a little damp."

Upon hearing this, Suzuki Yusuke raised an eyebrow. "If that's the case, then it means that the kimono sleeve Hannya wasn't simply thrown away by the murderer, but rather that some method was used."

He continued, "If it had to fall right there and not be seen by you at first, then it could only be the ceiling."

"If you use ice, it will leave water stains on the floor, so you used dry ice?"

Yusuke Suzuki analyzed softly, "We can just ask if the hotel has dry ice. If not..."

At this point, Ai Haibara's gaze had already shifted towards Eri Akechi.

The other party had asked the hotel owner to help buy cakes, and according to the owner, they had come to see them more than once.

To ensure the taste and shape of the cake, dry ice is usually placed inside the box.

Although Suzuki Yusuke spoke softly, everyone was focused on the situation inside the shrine, so his words were still heard.

Sakatokyo asked somewhat urgently, "President Suzuki, what would happen if the hotel didn't have dry ice?"

"Nothing will happen."

Yusuke Suzuki crossed his arms. "At least, this can't be used as evidence to convict the murderer."

"So, you already know who the murderer is?"

Sakatokyo, still puzzled but impressed, pressed on, "Who is it?"

"Then it's simply a matter of choosing from among you people, who else could it be?"

Yusuke Suzuki said he refused to communicate and led Ai Haibara to sit down on the sofa.

He was genuinely worried that Ai Haibara would catch a cold outside, so he turned his head and asked, "Do you want to go back to your room, or change your clothes before coming back?"

"No need," Ai Haibara smiled sweetly, "My constitution isn't that bad."

But her expression quickly turned cold.

Yusuke Suzuki's lips parted, his tone light and casual, yet the hurt he caused was immense.

"Really? I don't believe it."

Ai Haibara: "......"

Yes!

Correct!

That's right!

She did have a cold once before, but insisted on not going to the hospital.

When she was forced to go to the hospital, she insisted that she did not want to tell Suzuki Yusuke.

Just remember this for the rest of your life!

What a petty person!

Seeing that Ai Haibara suddenly started to sulk, Yusuke Suzuki realized that he had said the wrong thing.

We need to think of a solution quickly!

But before he could come up with a solution, Ai Haibara's expression brightened up.

The little girl tilted her head and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes brimming with tenderness. "Okay, I'm not like you, it seems like I'll never get sick. So, you have to take good care of me from now on, when I'm sick."

All I can say is, who wouldn't love a wife like that?

Yusuke Suzuki nodded. "Of course, I will always take good care of you."

The two only took the opportunity to exchange feelings briefly, and soon Kogoro Mouri returned with Conan.

The bumbling detective casually tossed Conan to the ground, saying, "Luckily you didn't destroy the footprints, otherwise I would have spanked your butt into eight pieces today!"

Conan looked aggrieved.

He's a detective!

How could someone possibly do something like destroying the crime scene or obliterating clues?

However, judging from the footprints alone...

The ancestral hall was a locked room, and the murderer left no trace.

How exactly was this done?

Although it was snowing, it wasn't heavy and had minimal impact on the footprints.

Conan got up from the floor and saw Suzuki Yusuke sitting on the sofa as if nothing had happened.

The friend didn't go to see the secret room.

If it were Yusuke Suzuki, from what angle would he unravel the mystery of the locked room?

Conan tried to change his mind, but gave up after thinking about it.

A detective's judgment of everything is a process of seeing the big picture from small details.

The locked room is not a person.

Even if Yusuke Suzuki wanted to crack the locked room mystery, he would have to deduce it based on various details of the scene.

Conan himself would be the same.

There is no difference between the two.

I'm getting a little obsessed...

Conan chuckled to himself and corrected his train of thought.

15 minute later.

The "locked room mystery" scenario that Yusuke Suzuki had envisioned didn't materialize; instead, the police arrived.

However, only officers from the village police station came; county-level police officers still couldn't get through.

When it comes to different levels, the difference in attitude is truly like night and day.

This police officer, surnamed Ogura, was considerably older than Kogoro Mouri, but he still treated the bumbling detective like a superior.

He started by giving a report.

County police wouldn't do that.

“Since they won’t arrive until dawn,” Kogoro Mori thought for a moment, “there’s nothing we can do about it. Let’s preserve the scene and the evidence first.”

"Boss lady, could you please bring me ten bath towels?"

With that, the bumbling detective began to instruct the others, "Everyone, let's all go to the Japanese-style living room and wait."

After he finished, he took Officer Ogura to preserve the footprints, covering them with a towel to prevent them from being destroyed by the falling snow.

Yusuke Suzuki was conscripted to take photos with a camera.

He originally wanted Conan to come, but then he thought that there were too many people here, and his dual identity as the club president and his disciple had already been exposed. If he really did that, it would really have a bad impact on his image.

Chapter 592 Compromise

Once the site protection was finished, Kogoro Mouri got busy.

He had to handle all the questioning and verification himself.

However, those people did not go to the Japanese-style living room as he had instructed.

At this moment, Yusuke Suzuki had no interest in conducting any investigation.

He usually waits for the results, and this time is no exception.

It was already past midnight, and he left the crowd under the pretext of taking Ai Haibara back to her room to rest.

Close the door properly.

Then close the window.

Then we sat down for a long talk.

The topic naturally turned to the trip that would begin once we got back.

The couple are both gifted with amazing memories; they can plan routes even without a map.