Conan’s Corpse Picker

Chapter 117 The Law of Conservation of Mood

Mao Lilan had seen the suicide scene in the bathroom of Qingdao's house a year ago. But at that time, Jiang Xia was soaking next to the bathtub.

She suddenly pushed Jiang Xia out just now, and she was also worried that this similar situation would trigger some kind of self-destruct button deep in Jiang Xia's memory... But why did Conan react the same way as her?

Mao Lilan: "..." The only people who saw Jiang Xia at that time were Shinichi, her, and Dr. A Li.

Conan, on the other hand, was just an elementary school student who appeared in Miwa Town not long ago...

Mao Lilan's eyes gradually became sharp.

Conan was stared at by her, and a drop of guilty cold sweat slipped down his forehead: "Well, actually..." He had always wanted to throw the blame for knowing too much on "Brother Shinichi".

But before he spoke, he suddenly remembered something and secretly changed his mind: "Actually, I asked the doctor after he drank too much..."

If I tell others about my classmates' privacy without permission, I always feel like I will be punished by Xiaolan. If the blame is thrown to Kudo Shinichi here, then the next time we meet, what he will receive may not be a hug after a long separation, but an iron fist of justice... No, this is not appropriate.

Conan: "..." Fortunately, Xiaolan doesn't know how to hit her elders. Let Dr. Ali take the blame first.

Mao Lilan tasted this sentence and reluctantly believed it.

It seemed to her that the Doctor was really not very good at keeping secrets.

And Conan's powers of observation are better than those of ordinary children. Jiang Xia wears wristbands all year round. If Conan feels strange, it does make sense to ask the doctor.

Conan managed to pull through.

He quickly changed the subject: "Sister Xiaolan, call the police first. By the way, don't say it was suicide when you report the crime. I always feel that something is very inconsistent."

Mao Lilan nodded and dialed skillfully.

At the same time, Jiang Xia turned on her phone and took a look at the time.

He looked at Xiaobai's "QAQ" expression and compared it with the opening time of the concert. He felt that as long as the speed was fast enough, he should be able to catch up with the first half.

Conan happened to start a conversation about "suicide or homicide".

Jiang Xia followed his words and said: "I don't think it's a suicide, but more like Miss Qingdao killed her sister and then disguised the scene as a suicide.

"The Roman sound on her headband is a bit strange - there is a long sound in 'yo-' in Ms. Yoko's name. It is also on the keychain, but not on the headband. It is not easy to find regular manufacturers for Yoko's peripherals. There was such a mistake, so maybe it wasn't a missing print, but it was covered up by the blood splattered on it.

"Actually, when I entered the door just now, I saw a stain above the peephole of the door. I didn't think much about it at the time. I just thought that the owner of this house didn't pay much attention to hygiene... But now it seems that it should be when Miss Qingdao checked the peephole, no I was careful to get the blood on my headband on the door, which happened to be in a similar position.”

Jiang Xia raised his hand to indicate the height, and asked Qingdao Quandai in the bathroom through a wall: "Did someone ring the doorbell when you committed the murder, and did you go and see it?"

Qingdao Quandai: "..."

Holding the deceased's cut wrist, Mouri Kogoro was wondering whether it was suicide or homicide: "..."

Standing at the door of the bathroom, Conan originally thought that Jiang Xia would not be able to reason today and was ready to go into battle to solve the puzzle himself: "..."

In the bathroom, Kogoro Mouri and Zendai Aoshima looked at each other, and then moved at the same time.

——Qingdao Quandai fiercely raised his hand and grabbed his forehead, struggling desperately to destroy the physical evidence.

Mouri Kogoro grabbed Qingdao Quandai and stopped her movements.

He examined the hair tie carefully and said in shock: "It really does exist."

In the corridor, Conan looked at Jiang Xia who had finished his reasoning, then at Mouri Kogoro who had finished arresting the man, and then at himself who had not had time to do anything, and lonelyly touched the earplug box in his pocket.

The soundproof earmuffs have actually arrived, but this time he met Jiang Xia, it was a complete accident, so Conan didn't bring the earmuffs with him.

He silently took out the memo and added a piece of information - even if he didn't ask Jiang Xia to go out with him in the future, he must take the soundproof earmuffs with him. He didn't want to be spoiled by Jiang Xia, he wanted to enjoy the reasoning.

After all, judging from what happened this time, no one knows whether Jiang Xia will suddenly appear and bring about a murder case, and then one person will deduce the truth as fast as reciting an outline...

Tonight, the only thing that comforted Conan was that Jiang Xia only revealed the key evidence this time, leaving a few other puzzles.

I called the police and waited for the police to come.

Conan walked around the room and completed the other details.

There are many cardboard boxes for packing in the living room, there are tape marks on the edges of the coffee table, and there is a ring of tape with unknown meaning on the bathroom door... This should be Qingdao Quandai's excuse to pack luggage for a move and ask his sister to cut the tape to a suitable length and stick it on the On the table, the tape will leave my sister's fingerprints on it. Qingdao Quandai then uses these tapes to decorate the "secret room", making it look like my sister has sealed herself in the bathroom.

Also, that kind of tape that is put on in vain cannot actually seal the door at all.

Qingdao Quandai originally planned to secretly turn the doorknob to open the door when he knocked on it, pretending that the door was sealed tightly before, but was later knocked open.

This would have been an interesting approach worth pondering for a while, but...

Conan recalled the scene just now, when Jiang Xia tried to twist his hand and pushed the door open...

"..." Just thinking about it makes me feel desperate for Qingdao Quandai.

Suddenly he met someone even more unlucky than him. Conan's stooped waist straightened a little unconsciously.

The Mumu Police Department arrived soon.

This time, before he even had time to say hello, he picked up a murderer with a dull look on his face.

The murderer seemed to have experienced some kind of shock. He asked and said what he wanted, as if he had given up thinking.

After Officer Sato took down his notes, he remembered Jiang Xia's past behavior and couldn't help but secretly lift the corner of Qingdao Quandai's clothes to take a look.

However, no injuries were found on the murderer's body.

She breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Xia with relief again.

Although the case is solved quickly, there are still some complicated processes behind it.

The event was halfway through when Kogoro Mouri drove the car all the way to the concert venue.

"...the first half of my concert." Mouri Kogoro covered his head, feeling quite frustrated.

Seeing the uncle silently staring at the peripheral gifts in other people's hands, Jiang Xia approached him and comforted him: I'll give him a set in a few days... This way, I can go to the detective agency where I'm traveling to see if there's anything I can use. case.

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