Conan's I'm really not a model worker in a winery

"Before explaining, I need to ask these two security personnel... In your explanation, you noticed that when Mr. Genryutaro came out of the bathroom, the deceased was still standing on the stage, right?"

"Ah...yes, yes! We can't be wrong!"

"Can you please tell me, in your mind, whether the deceased at that time...that is, Bo Chi Haonan, was standing in front of or behind this small podium?"

In the venue.

Those who were at the scene when the murder occurred were asked to sit in the audience seats closest to them at the time.

However, only two security guards who had paid a little attention to the situation on the stage were called to the front.

Matsuda's formation was facing them, and someone Ke stood behind him, communicating with them calmly.

However, regarding the question of whether the deceased was in front of or behind the podium, the two security guards looked at each other, but their tone was full of hesitation, "In front of..."

Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows and glanced at Conan with a look of 'I have everything under my control', "Are you sure?"

If there was surveillance installed here, there would be no need for such trouble.

"OK." The two security guards thought about it carefully and nodded, "Although we occasionally get distracted when we are standing guard, we will not be mistaken. Before and after Mr. Yuanlong came out, the Mr. Bochi we saw was standing there.

In front, at least we can't see the podium..."

As they talked, the two security guards felt that something was wrong - damn, the person was obviously lying on the stage facing them when he died, so why did they see the person standing in front of the podium?

"At that time, was there anything unusual in the deceased's behavior?"

Matsuda Jinpei once again raised a question.

One of the security guards shook his head, probably because he was distracted, while the other one changed his face slightly and said, "Yes! Yes! I remembered! He has been standing there the whole time, not moving at all!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone shuddered - except for a few people of course.

Xiaolan and Yuanzi were shaking a little violently, and they even began to wonder whether it was the ghost of the deceased who was standing upright in front of their bodies...

Hiss...it's so weird!

Could this be some supernatural event?

"Really..." Matsuda Jinpei was completely unaffected. He raised his eyebrows, glanced at the three suspects, then turned to Officer Megure and said, "I think I probably know who the prisoner is."

Officer Mumu, who was still thinking about the supernatural: "...?"

Autumn bean sack! Is it so fast? Brother Matsuda's skills have improved again!

"Brother Matsuda..."

"The Bo Chi Ho Nam the two security guards saw at that time was not the real Bo Chi Ho Nam."

Without waiting for Inspector Megure's prompting, Matsuda Jinpei had already taken the initiative and analyzed it insensitively - he was too lazy to use his brain now, so he simply copied Conan's analysis completely.

"In other words, the deceased was already dead when Mr. Minamoto Ryutaro went to the toilet." Matsuda Jinpei said calmly, "And what the two security guards saw was actually just a projection of the deceased."

Everyone present was a little confused: "Projection, projection?"

Matsuda Jinpei nodded and continued: "Of course, ordinary projection requires a curtain, and it looks illusory and unreal, but... if you use 3D virtual imaging at the conference site, it will be different.

"

Seeing him pointing at the anchor points on the stage, the employees of Libera Company suddenly became enlightened.

"But Brother Matsuda, can that kind of thing really deceive people's eyes?" Officer Megure didn't understand this high technology at all and expressed doubts about it.

"Of course... no." Matsuda Jinping glanced sideways, "After all, it is a simulated thing, so naturally it cannot be compared with real people. But just now the press conference is about to start, everyone is busy with their own work, who cares about the stage?

The last person who has nothing to do with your work? If you’re curious, Officer Megure, you’ll find out later by asking them to project an avatar.”

"And since Mr. Hachi Honan was already dead when Minamoto Ryutaro came out of the toilet, then the only person who had been close to the deceased before was..."

"Mr. Mishima Chikuhira, it's just you."

"Eh?!"

As soon as Matsuda Jinpei finished speaking, the others all let out an exclamation.

then……

Matsuda Jinpei shut up.

Because Conan's analysis for him ended here.

"Wait, wait a minute, brother Matsuda, Mr. Mishima returned to the main control room when Mr. Genryutaro was about to go to the toilet. So how did he create the projection and kill Mr. Hachi?"

"It's very simple, Officer Megure."

Conan, who had been observing Mishima Chihei again, finally spoke up, with an innocent smile on his face, "As long as Mr. Mishima says he wants to check the equipment and asks Mr. Hachi to give up the computer, then he will have

There’s room for maneuver.”

"I think that computer should be the main device used to control the image, right? Because it has many lines connected to the main control room and lighting." Conan blinked, "Moreover, Mr. Mishima is a senior software engineer.

If a code program is preset in the computer, he only needs to perform the 'execution' command operation.

Once the projection appeared, Mr. Mishima killed Mr. Hachi behind the avatar, turned off the computer and let him fall on the stage. As long as the people standing in front of the stage did not observe particularly carefully, under such strong lights,

It’s also not easy to find out that the person standing in front of the podium is fake.”

"Of course, Mr. Mishima may have set up some program to make the projection disappear when Mr. Genryutaro walked across the stage, so as to prove his alibi."

"But there should be traces of the program left in the computer. If people from the technical department come to check, I believe they will be able to find something. Also..." Conan said a lot of words, and then he realized that some people were looking at him.

His eyes looked a little strange, and then he realized that he seemed to be drifting again, and he quickly said, "Also, and Officer Matsuda also said that the evidence stained with the blood of the deceased used to wrap the handle of the knife is still on the prisoner...

...right, Officer Matsuda?”

Matsuda's face was expressionless: "...Ah, yes, yes."

He is an old tool man.

The expressions of the others suddenly became normal and they no longer paid much attention to Conan.

Officer Megure looked at the calm Mishima Chippei seriously: "Mr. Mishima, I'm sorry, but could you please cooperate with our body search."

Mishima Chihira glanced at Conan blankly, shook his head, and said with regret: "What a pity..."

Officer Memu frowned: "What?"

"No, it's nothing." Mishima Chippei did not defend himself like those people in Conan's impression, but took out two handkerchiefs from his pocket, "The one wrapping the knife should be stained with a little of his blood... This

This should be the evidence you want."

Officer Megure: "?"

The sun rises from the west today? Is the prisoner so honest?

Conan: "..."

Weird, so weird, that weird feeling like I've been tricked comes again!

After handing the handkerchief to the police, Mishima Shouhei turned to look at Domoto Mikami and bowed deeply, "Chairman, I'm sorry, I have brought negative impact to the company..."

Togen Mikami shook his head: "It's okay, just correct it next time."

Conan:……

Do you still want to have a next time?