Conan Rick's Investigator

The missing ring, the missing ribbon on the medal, and the remaining Nioh statue...

The missing murder weapon, the murderer’s bloody footprints...

It turned out to be the case.

Qin Zhibo smiled slightly, already understanding the modus operandi.

……

After viewing all the rooms on the second floor, everyone returned to the living room on the second floor.

"Looking at the various traces at the scene, it looks like a common robbery and murder case..."

Sato was the first to hold his chin up and give his own judgment.

Although it was Kudo Shinichi who concluded that the village chief committed murder and then committed suicide, she was not swayed and did not dare to express her own judgment.

Sato's judgment is often equivalent to Takagi's judgment. The two are the same thing.

Maori Kogoro also said in a raspy voice: "If we don't know what that detective boy saw at the scene, it would be difficult to conclude that the couple committed suicide together..."

"If it was suicide, where did the missing murder weapon and stolen goods go?"

"So is it possible that the boy's reasoning was wrong?"

Mouri Kogoro spoke more straightforwardly, completely ignoring the reputation of his future son-in-law.

As soon as these words were spoken, Yada Makoto, who was standing next to him, suddenly became furious and shouted, "See! That's Kudo Shinichi's faulty reasoning!"

"It's obvious that someone murdered my parents!"

The five village representatives also looked at each other, as if they already knew how to announce the truth to the villagers.

Everything seems to be very detrimental to Kudo Shinichi.

Conan also lowered his head. There were so many people, but no one understood him.

Even if he wanted to explain it now, he couldn't.

Unless Kogoro Mouri is anesthetized and reveals the truth as usual.

But now, is there any point in announcing a truth that will only cause harm to the living?

At this moment, Qin Zhibo stood in the middle of the crowd and coughed lightly.

"Well... everyone, please don't jump to conclusions so quickly. Let me share my thoughts."

"Actually, before entering the showroom, I had the same thought as everyone else. Perhaps that conceited kid's reasoning was wrong..."

"But the Niou statue that's still in the exhibition room is the first suspicious thing I think."

"If someone is familiar with the value of the statues, they will definitely take both statues away as a package, which will increase their value."

"If someone wasn't familiar with the statue's value, why didn't they just take the gold medal next to it? Instead, they just ripped off the ribbon..."

"The second suspicious point is that a ring is missing from the toy ring in the room of the village chief's second young master."

"Judging from the cleanliness of the room, the Second Young Master isn't a forgetful child, but he's missing a ring."

"Combined with the 'missing murder weapon,' we can make a bold assumption."

"Could it be that the 'murderer' used these insignificant, worthless objects to create a device that could quickly dispose of evidence?"

Hearing this, Conan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Qin!

you are my god!

Chapter 1211. If you want to live a decent life...

Conan was excited and looked at Qin Zhibo expectantly.

Among so many people, he was the only one who got to the point.

Thinking about it carefully, when I first saw the crime scene, I only saw a stolen Nioh statue, which made me feel a little suspicious.

But Qin Zhibo could actually tell from the fact that there was even one missing ring toy.

What a terrifying observation ability...

Qin Zhibo's words stirred up waves, and everyone showed doubtful expressions.

The current head of Dong Ao Sui Village stepped forward and asked doubtfully, "But didn't the murderer escape? Of course he took them away..."

"yes……"

Others echoed.

Qin Zhibo's lips curled up. "I said, since we're reopening the investigation, we shouldn't have any preconceived notions. Let's not assume the murderer is from outside and took the murder weapon away..."

"We need to consider why only one Niou statue disappeared, and why the medal ribbon and ring disappeared..."

"What reason did the murderer have to do these things?"

Everyone in the living room frowned, and Mouri Kogoro, Sato and Takagi also fell into deep thought for a while.

Conan, who was standing nearby, felt a little anxious when he saw that these people just didn't understand.

He quickly ran back to the village chief's second young master's room, took a collar and a rope, and ran out again.

When he walked to the door, he tied the rope around the edge of the loop, and shook it in his hand a few times. The moment he suddenly let go, the loop flew towards the living room with the rope.

"Aha! I can throw it pretty far like this!"

Conan jumped up and down with joy, causing the adults in the room to turn their attention to him.

When Mao Lilan saw Conan was mischievous at the crime scene again, she quickly pulled him back with an angry expression, "Conan, stop making trouble here~"

Conan rolled his eyes and felt a little dissatisfied: I am not causing trouble.

Sato looked at Conan, then at the "little toy" on the ground. Suddenly, his eyes froze and he seemed to think of something in his mind.

"That's right!"

"If we do this, we can throw the stolen goods and the murder weapon farther away!"

Seeing that someone finally got the idea, Conan smiled with satisfaction, and it was worth it for him to pretend to be a "naughty kid".

Qin Zhibo echoed Sato's findings and said, "That's right! The things that disappeared were made into a 'ball and chain'-like device, so they could dispose of the stolen goods and murder weapons without leaving any traces."

"And there's a lake behind this villa, the perfect place to hide the murder weapon and stolen goods!"

Qin Zhibo was talking when Yada Makoto suddenly stared and roared.

"Wait a moment!"

"That's impossible! With air resistance, it's impossible to throw it that far!"

Makoto Yada's voice became high-pitched and his expression gradually became hysterical. He was the "Kudo Shinichi" that had never been seen before.

At this moment, Qin Zhibo suddenly took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Yada Makoto's face.

Click.

The mobile phone made a clear photo-taking sound, and everyone knew what Qin Zhibo had done.

Yada Makoto: “Huh?”

Others also looked at Qin Zhibo and the mobile phone in his hand in confusion.

Because Qin Zhibo's mobile phone looks slimmer than all mobile phones currently on the market. It has a glossy black body and looks like a high-end product that has never been seen before.

Seeing everyone's expression of "What are you doing?", Qin Zhibo pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders.

"Just taking a picture as a souvenir... By the way, where were we talking about?"

"It's impossible to throw it that far? No, it can definitely be thrown that far!"

"Even an amateur like me can easily throw things into that lake..."

Seeing that Yada Makoto still had an expression of disbelief, Qin Zhibo knew it was time to provide evidence.

So, he looked at the village policeman on the side.

"Mr. Shiroyama, you should know what happened a year ago, right? Is what I said true?"

Chengshan was stunned. When did he tell this detective his name?

But that doesn't matter anymore, he nodded with a gloomy face.

"Yes, a year ago, the police in Okuho Town recovered the stolen goods and the murder weapon from the lake. The dagger had the blood of the village chief's wife and the fingerprints of the village chief himself..."

When Yada Makoto heard this, his pupils trembled instantly, and the expression on his face was vaguely ferocious.

However, Qin Zhibo didn't give him time to digest this information. He continued, "In fact, even if the murder weapon didn't have the village chief's fingerprints, it would be easy to know who the murderer was."

"Anyone who knows how to assemble the 'ball and chain' tool needs to know about the ring toy in the village chief's second son's room."

"If the murderer was an outsider, he wouldn't have noticed such an inconspicuous place."

"The village chief himself was an excellent track and field athlete in his youth, and the hammer throw must have been one of his regular practices..."

"So, taking all of this into account, this is a long-planned crime by the village chief himself."

"That night, he first sent his youngest son to a relative's house, then murdered his wife on the stairs, misleading the police with bloody shoe prints. From the second-floor balcony, he threw the murder weapon and stolen goods into the lake behind the villa before jumping to his death."

"This is the truth..."

Qin Zhibo's reasoning made Yada Makoto dumbfounded. The timeline of the cases that suddenly connected into a straight line made him unable to think of words to refute for a while.

But after a moment, he looked up sharply.

"You're lying! How could such a cheerful, generous, and respected village chief kill his wife and then commit suicide?"

"The village chief's cancer is benign. Such self-destructive motives are pure bullshit!"

Seeing Makoto Yada's hysterical howling, the Shiroyama policeman standing nearby couldn't help it. He was about to explain, but was stopped by Qin Zhibo.

"You're right. The problem actually lies in the village chief finding out he's been diagnosed with cancer..."

"Generally speaking, diagnosing cancer requires a comprehensive physical examination, and a blood test is definitely one of the items included in the checkup."

"Isn't that the kind of storyline that happens all the time? A family is fine, but as soon as they check their blood type, something bad happens..."

As soon as Qin Zhibo finished speaking, Maori Kogoro, who was always sensitive to such things, immediately became frightened. "You mean... the village chief found out that the child is not his?"

Upon hearing this, Yada Makoto quickly shouted, "I'm not the village chief's son. I was adopted by the village chief and his wife!"

Qin Zhibo rolled his eyes and said, "Of course I know you were adopted, but don't you have a younger brother?"

"The village chief must have discovered through blood types that it was impossible for someone with a certain blood type to give birth to a son. That's when he finally understood something."

"He was cheated on..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked uproar and were all shocked.

Only one person's hands were trembling slightly, his head buried deeply, and his white temples were already dripping with cold sweat.

And all of this is under Qin Zhibo's eyes.

He continued, "This incident started when the village chief underwent a comprehensive medical examination and discovered his true blood type, realizing that his youngest son could not be his biological son."

"But if that's the case, who told the village chief about the false blood type he believed in so confidently?"

"What do you think, Mr. Village Doctor?"

Qin Zhibo's words were like a sharp sword, directed at the village doctor among the five village representatives.

The village doctor suddenly dropped to his knees and said in a trembling voice, "Detective is right. Xiaoshu is actually... my son..."

"what?!"

The people in Dongaoshui Village were in an uproar, looking at the middle-aged man crawling on the ground in disbelief.

.

As the only doctor in the only clinic in the village, his reputation in the village is almost as good as that of the village chief. Every sick villager has received his care.

But no one expected that such a highly respected person would do such a perfunctory thing?

Makoto Yada, in particular, stared at this man who was his uncle in disbelief, shouting, "Why are you doing this?!"

"Father treats you like his own brother!"