Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Murder of a Diplomat IV
Kudo, why haven't you shown up yet, my reasoning is over, the next is to point out who the murderer is, why haven't you come yet, come out quickly, Kudo!
Waiting outside the door for a long time: Hurry up and tell me who the murderer is! Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
I've been waiting long enough, so Kudo won this time, Hattori couldn't wait, and pointed his finger at Toshimitsu Tsujimura. "The murderer is"
Bang, the door was kicked open by the night, "No!" uh... The night after shouting loudly was stunned... He didn't seem to say who the killer was. Retreated, "That Hattori, you go on, let's do it all over again." β
γγγγγγ What is this little ghost doing? Hattori looked confused, what the hell is it to start over!
Although it was nighttime, no one wanted to blame the child. They all looked at Mori Kogoro with strange eyes, and the nerves of Maori were embarrassed.
"That. . . I'm going to teach that kid a lesson now!" Maori ran out of the study, and as soon as he went out, he saw the night that was still preparing. Maori doesn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, it's a snap when he picks up the night!"It's all you troublemaker, see if I don't teach you a lesson today!"
"Ah, I am righteous ... β
Smack!
The people in the room sweated when they heard the sound of a bang, and their buttocks were broken.
A minute later, Night covered her already swollen ass. Numbness and swelling... The feeling of being absent for a long timeγγγγγ
Maori walked into the study with the night, "Hurry up and apologize for your reckless behavior just now!"
γγγ "I'm sorry. β
"Louder!"
"I'm sorry!" 555555 was over, and his image had been ruined.
After the commotion, Hattori continued his reasoning, "You are the murderer, Toshimitsu Tsujimura! At two o'clock, you are the only one who has a chance, that is, you are killing your own son, and then using this drop in my hand to decorate this room into a secret room." β
"Ahh After a long silence, Leguang bowed his head and confessed, "That's right, it's me, it's indeed me who killed my son." β
The corners of Hattori's mouth are upturned, Kudo I won!
"No!" finally came, the time for his appearance finally came, and the night burst into tears with excitement. "The murderer is not Toshimitsu Tsujimura!"
"Hey, what are you talking nonsense about, you little ghost!" Hattori shouted dissatisfiedly, just like this, and a few more times.
"I have proof of this!" Seeing that Maori was coming over again, Night immediately made a pause gesture, claiming that he was not talking nonsense this time. "He's not killing at all, he's lying!"
"Well, let's talk about it, what's wrong with my reasoning!" Hattori's competitive personality has come up, and he no longer treats the night that questions his reasoning in front of him as a child, and this little ghost doesn't look like a child in the first place.
"The technique you just said is just on paper, and it is simply impossible in real life!" Night shook his finger, his expression incomprehensible.
"What, you little devil, since you say that, give me proof. "Hattori couldn't bear it.
"Do you see if the key is really back in the deceased's inner pocket?" said Night.
"Of course, I don't believe I'll show it to you. Hattori said as he walked over to the eyes who had just pretended to be a corpse, "This... How is this possible, why!" Hattori flipped through his eye pocket and found that the key had not entered the inside pocket of the pocket. (Double pockets, the key at the beginning is in the inside pocket.) οΌ
"This is because the deceased was sitting before he died, and as long as he was sitting, his pants were wrinkled. It would have been difficult to get the keys into the pocket, let alone the inside pocket. The night was full of smug words that filled Hattori's ears.
Hattori's face is full of iron.,I was actually this little ghost.γγγ Humiliated by this little imp...
"Well, you say. If the murderer is not Limitsu, who could it be? You know, he's the only one who has time, and I have proof. Hattori took out the fishing line, which was the tool that Toshimitsu used to set up the secret room.
"No, the murderer is," Night could say before he could hurry down when another voice suddenly appeared.
"No, it's not!" Conan, who had grown larger, appeared in front of everyone with his back against the door.
"Kudo!" the others looked at Shinichi in shock.
"Shinichi!" Xiaolan's cheeks flushed, Shinichi really had been around.
"Is this guy Kudo?" Hattori figured out a lot as he looked at the enlarged version of Conan that suddenly appeared in front of him, and at the night with a huge black face on the side. What this little ghost just said was also told by Kudo.
"Why did this little imp run out, and let me say it, it's not the same as saying it!" The most showy appearance was snatched by Conan, is this the praying mantis catching cicada and yellow finch behindγγγγγ
Kudo ignored everyone's surprise, and he took out the same fishing line from his pocket as Hattori's hand, "I have this evidence here, not only me, but also in many places in this house." So no matter where the old man was at the time of the crime, he couldn't get off the suspicion. β
"But this old man himself has confessed to the crime!" Hattori said, and no one should be stupid enough to admit to a trumped-up charge.
"This is the old man himself jumping into the murderer's full set, and I don't know for what reason. β
"But this study is the perfect secret room, is it possible that you are saying that the victim committed suicide?"
"No, he didn't commit suicide. I remember to you, when we entered the study, the opera was playing in the room, and there was a stack of books on the desk. The opera is meant to drown out the sound of the victim's backstabbing, and the book is meant to block our view. β
What the!
Hattori said this by Conan.,Finally figured it out.,So the murderer is.γγγ
"That's right, you were the only one who could do these things, Ms. Tsujimura Koe! Shinichi pointed to the Gongjiang River. "I think you first gave the victim sleeping pills and then stabbed him with a poison needle. And the keyring used by Mrs. Tsujimura is the same as this one, so her keyring can also be opened, so can you show us your keyring now?"
Officer Mumu walked over, said sorry, and opened Mrs. Tsujimura's purse.
"Ah, it is. "Mumu opened the keyring and found a groove inside, this is the groove where the poison needle is released.
"And what was the reason for her killing?" asked the eye, puzzled.
Shinichi pointed to the photo on the shelf, "I guess that's why." β
Everyone stepped forward and took a serious look at this inconspicuous photo. But they looked at it for a long time and didn't find anything, nothing strange.
Wait! "The woman in the photo is like Miss Sachiko. Xiaolan said in surprise.
"Really!"
"How could you not want to. Gongjiang said in a deep voice, but then she shouted loudly, "Because I am Sachiko's mother!"
"Huh!? What did you say?"
"Ahh
Ye shook his head helplessly, now it's okay, my boyfriend hasn't been decided, so I found a mother first.
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