Conan Rick's Investigator

Under Qin Zhibo's instructions, everyone took a look at the two.

Conan's eyes changed and he immediately understood what Qin Zhibo meant.

Although I could see that the deceased did not commit suicide, I did not expect this.

Police Megure read it over and over again, but still didn't understand what Qin Zhibo meant.

"Brother Qin, I can see that the chair was used by the deceased as a footstool..."

"But how can we tell from this that the deceased didn't commit suicide?"

Gao Mu suddenly had an idea and guessed, "Could it be that the height of this chair cannot reach the deceased's feet?"

The height of the stepping stone does not reach the height of the deceased's feet, which is a classic method of eliminating suicide.

But Qin Zhibo shook his head slightly.

"No, the height is enough, and there's even some extra space."

"The key issue is where the chair falls."

"If it was a true suicide, there's no way this chair, used as a stepping stone, would have fallen here."

With Qin Zhibo's reminder, the people in the room gradually realized it.

Although the height of the chair's legs was reasonable, the position where it fell was 1.5 meters diagonally in front of the deceased.

Normally, a person who wants to hang himself would just need to kick the thing down and would not kick it that far.

The deceased had an injured left arm, which was still in a cast, so it was difficult for him to exert force, let alone perform such large-scale movements.

"I'm sure you've all figured it out..."

"The chair, which was used as a stepping stone, was kicked too far, which is not normal."

"Also, if the deceased kicked the chair over, the angle of its fall would at least be somewhat irregular..."

"The back of this chair is completely parallel to the wall, and there's a diagonal line between the chair and the deceased. Unless the deceased is Conan, an ordinary person would never be able to kick at such a tricky angle."

Qin Zhibo explained to everyone and also mentioned Conan's tricky ball skills.

This made Conan throw away a half-moon eye.

Just reason, what the hell?

Megure listened to Qin Zhibo's explanation. Although he was a little confused, he roughly understood it.

"So this means this isn't a suicide, but a homicide?"

"Um."

Qin Zhibo nodded and continued, "And the murderer should be someone close to the deceased."

The moment his gaze rested on Itami Naganobu, the latter's eyes subconsciously dodged.

This made Qin Zhibo confirm once again that this should be a proof question.

"Brother Qin, you said the murderer was a close relative. What's going on?" Inspector Megure asked again.

Qin Zhibo went to the dressing table, took the notebook on it, and compared it with the suicide note at the feet of the corpse.

The suicide note was written on a page torn from a notebook.

The above content roughly means "I regret causing my husband to be injured", "I am worried about my son's exams", "The unfilial daughter should go first" and so on.

But when Qin Zhibo took out the notebook for comparison, the marks on the edge of the suicide note did not match the marks on the remaining paper in the notebook.

"Everyone, please look."

"The pages of this suicide note were not torn from this notebook at all."

"If the murderer forged this suicide note at the scene, or if the deceased wrote it himself, then the traces on it should match."

"But now they don't match. This means the killer prepared this suicide note in advance and then tore a page from the notebook into this shape at the scene..."

"As for why the suicide note was prepared in advance, it must be because the murderer had already guessed that the police might conduct a handwriting analysis on the note."

Megure's eyes widened, "Brother Qin, are you saying that this suicide note was forged in advance by the murderer?"

"No." Qin Zhibo shook his head. "This suicide note must have been written by the deceased himself."

"Why?"

"Because if the murderer had forged the suicide note in advance, the edges wouldn't be torn so unevenly."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room suddenly understood.

Conan, in particular, his pupils lit up as if he had suddenly been enlightened.

Yup!

Why didn’t I think of this?

Conan had previously determined that the deceased did not commit suicide based on the fact that the edge of the suicide note did not match the edge of the notebook.

But that was the extent of his reasoning.

However, Qin Zhibo was able to dig deeper on this basis and deduced that this suicide note was prepared in advance by the murderer and written by the deceased himself.

Since the paper of the suicide note was already fixed, the murderer was unable to repair the flaws at the edge and could only deliberately tear similar marks on the notebook.

In this case, the murderer can only be someone close to the deceased, otherwise it would be impossible for him to get this suicide note.

"In other words, the murderer first obtained the suicide note from the deceased in some way, and then killed the deceased."

Qin Zhibo picked up the suicide note from the deceased's feet and continued his analysis. "Judging from the handwriting on this suicide note, the handwriting is sloppy and crooked. It looks like it was written in a state of extreme emotion or in an emergency..."

"Even though it was an emergency, the deceased wrote down her full name, 'Chiyoko Itami.'"

"And the other message in the trash can only had the words 'Chiyoko' written on it..."

"The only scenario I can imagine is that the deceased was in some kind of crisis, so critical that he had to leave a will in advance."

"Writing down the first and last name makes it easier for others to identify who wrote this will when they find it."

"Combining these two factors, it's possible that the deceased nearly died in a plane or ship accident, but was lucky enough to survive..."

As soon as Qin Zhibo finished speaking, the maid Yonehara Sakurako suddenly thought of something.

"I remember Madam once said that she was a lucky person blessed by God..."

Upon hearing this, Inspector Megure turned to Itami Naganobu and asked, "What's going on?"

“Well… I also…”

Itami Naginobu frowned and stammered, unable to speak.

But Qin Zhibo smiled slightly and directly ordered him to be a general.

"Since Itami-san can't remember, that's fine."

"I think if we investigate the deceased's travel history and combine it with recent dangerous incidents involving airplanes and ships, we should be able to find something."

Chapter 1341 The main plot in the dog food

After hearing the answer from Qin Zhibo, although Megure was still not quite clear about the solution, he knew that he just had to copy it.

"Takagi! Go check it out right now!"

"yes!"

Takagi ran away in response.

The atmosphere in the room fell into silence for a moment.

Although Qin Zhibo has not yet revealed the identity of the murderer, Conan, who quickly observed the reactions of everyone on the scene, has already guessed who the murderer is.

Because at this time, Itami Naganobu had completely frozen in place, with cold sweat pouring down his pale forehead and his lips neither opening nor closing.

At this time, Hideyoshi Haneda, who was standing behind him, smiled slightly and said lightly.

"King's hand..."

Conan's ears twitched when he heard these two words.

He knew that "king move" was a technical term in shogi, meaning "a move that will take the king."

If the king does not evade the move next, or makes a move in response, the king will be killed and the game will end.

Conan had previously heard from Yumi Miyamoto that her ex-boyfriend was a NEET who liked to play games.

Could it be that the game this person is playing is actually...

Seeing that Itami Naganobu was still holding on to his last psychological defense, Qin Zhibo planned to give him a thorough blow.

"Actually, I saw the murderer an hour ago in the lobby on the first floor of this building..."

"What?!" Megure was immediately shocked, "Brother Qin, what does the murderer look like!?"

Qin Zhibo explained, "The murderer was dressed very privately and didn't want anyone to see his identity."

"But that person used a resident key to enter the building. I think that key must be the key to Mr. Itami's house."

"Then whoever has the key must be the murderer."

"By the way, Haneda Hideyoshi hadn't returned to the building at the time, and the killer's build was so different from his, so he couldn't be the suspect."

Qin Zhibo's authoritative words ruled out Haneda Hideyoshi, who had been listed as a suspect just now.

Because of his excellent memory, he picked up a note with the password of the downstairs inbox written by the maid Sakurako Yonehara, and remembered the contents at a glance.

This also caused him trouble because there was a key to Itami's house in his inbox.

Having been cleared of suspicion, Hideyoshi Haneda smiled happily.

This made Yumi Miyamoto, who was standing in front of him, give him a rather unhappy look.

Qin Zhibo continued, "So, besides Mr. Itami, who else has the key now?"

Yonehara Sakurako volunteered, "And there's Mr. Itami's son. He lives near this building and doesn't come back often..."

"Oh~"

Qin Zhibo nodded as if suddenly understanding something. "Then the murderer must be between Mr. Itami and his son."

"Mr. Itami, who do you think the murderer is?"

Qin Zhibo's voice was like the whisper of a devil, breaking through the last psychological defense of Itami Nagashino, who was already sweating profusely.

Forcing him to choose between himself and his son would be more painful than killing him.

What's more, even if he framed his son, the detectives and the police were not fools, and his son could not bear the blame for no reason.

"It's me..."

"What?"

Itami Naginobu's voice was too low, so Qin Zhibo asked again.

"I was the one who killed Chiyoko..."

With his head lowered, Itami Naginobu began to explain his motives and the course of his crime.

It turned out that he and his wife had been having a long-term disagreement, especially over their views on money. They often quarreled about this and even fought.

But he could never beat his wife because she was so accurate in throwing things and always hit him in the vital parts.

Last night, he learned from his wife that their house had been mortgaged for a loan and the money had been used to speculate in stocks.

As the family was already heavily in debt, Itami Naganobu

He had a big quarrel with his wife, and his eyes were injured at that time.

Then he remembered the suicide note his wife wrote on the plane four years ago when she was on a plane alone and encountered an accident and almost died.

"I originally thought it was God's blessing that I found that suicide note in the trash can, allowing me to carry out this murder plan..."

"I knew it the moment I saw you, the famous detective, appear in the lobby of this building."

"The God of Luck has never smiled upon me..."

Tears flowed from the corners of Itami Naginobu's eyes, and he didn't know whether he regretted killing someone or regretted being caught.

But Qin Zhibo said seriously, "You are wrong. My appearance is actually the blessing of the God of Fortune to you, and also the final warning from Heaven."