"That's true," said the bearded man in the makeshift interrogation room, snorting lightly, "of course, there is a reason why I let everyone stay, because I don't want my friend who has played with me since childhood, the ghost of the watchmaker, to be regarded as a prisoner. ”

"Hmm," Twilight said with a deep groan, looking at her light hands, "your hands and cuffs are stained with blood......"

"Well, I got it when I got to the fallen lady," explained lightly, spreading his hands, "and besides, I don't have any blood on my body, do I?" ”

"That's right, but...... Did you notice anything at the time of the crime? Twilight asked.

"So," thought lightly, touching his chin and beard, "I seem to hear the sound of cloth rubbing, and the prisoner may be a woman in a dress, but I don't know if she is holding a long, pointed murder weapon or something......

"You pipe, can you let us check it?"

"Absolutely."

Gao Cheng has been watching Twilight interrogate one by one, and write down the information of the most suspicious beards in his notebook.

The 45-year-old bearded man was the architect who designed the Hoko's mansion and a childhood friend of the deceased watchmaker.

Zhou Fangzhiqiu, 39 years old, was a female guest who flattered the Baokov people, the female interior designer in charge of the interior decoration of the Baoke family, and the sister of the watchmaker.

Tsukaku Furagaki, a 64-year-old bald and white-bearded man, is a watchmaker who made a clock tower-like clock, and since the clockmaker's death four years ago, he has come to check the clock every year, and he is an old friend of the clockmaker.

Interestingly, almost all three of them are related to a watchmaker who died four years ago.

"After stabbing Madame to death, the prisoner fled from my left side very quickly," the female designer Zhou Fang Zhiqiu said with her left arm exposed, "So you see, my left arm is stained with blood from that time, right?" ”

"By the way," Takagi said after checking the bloodstains, turning his attention to the female designer's hair, "that hairpin is stuck in your hair?" ”

"It's the hairpin that my brother bought for me before!" The female designer angrily pulled out the hairpin and handed it to Takagi, "If you suspect me and want to check it, just check it, but remember to give it back to me later!" ”

Later, the bald man who was investigated happily handed over his crutches: "It doesn't matter how you check it, it's just my crutches, and there's nothing to do." ”

"Looks like it should be ......"

Twilight looked left and right with his cane and asked the old man, "You have a little blood on your right shoulder......

"That woman seems to have been assassinated on my right side," said the old man, sitting across from Twilight with his arms crossed, "can you give me back the cane if it's okay?" This was given to me by the watchmaker I mentioned 10 years ago, some years ago. ”

"Well, still have to get a blood test...... Do you have any impressions about the prisoners? ”

"It doesn't have anything to do with me, but I think the prisoner should be a very fat guy, and I was hit before the woman screamed, and I was ...... by a very soft body full of elasticity"

After the old man left the room, Twilight looked at Gao Cheng and the uncle with an inquiring look: "How is it?" Did any of them lie? ”

Gao Cheng shook his head: "In this case, even the prisoner will not tell a complete lie, so let's continue to interrogate." ”

The testimony of the three people has subjective judgments, but it is not without reference value, and reasoning and judging information clues is also one of the detectives' jobs.

The fourth person to enter the room was the fat butler Qingmei Yue Dao, who was quite suspicious because of his somewhat obese body.

"Mr. Aome, your fingerprints have been detected on the knife next to the cake......"

"Of course, after Madame blows out the candles, cutting the cake is my task as a housekeeper!" The butler said angrily.

"Uncle Butler," Conan interjected from the side, asked, "why didn't the light come on immediately after the candle was blown out?" ”

"Because I didn't wait for Madame's signal," said the fat butler, "I used to ring the bell at 6 o'clock in the evening after blowing out the candles, and when the bells were all over, Madame would snap her fingers and ask me to turn on the light, but this time the bell did not ring immediately......"

"By the way," the uncle squeezed Conan away, staring at the butler suspiciously, "you guy...... It's obviously next to Madame, but there is no blood splashed at all! ”

"This, the prisoner seems to be a big man, probably blocking ......"

The fat butler finally wiped his sweat and left the room, leaving Twilight and his party to continue to think.

"Big, fat, agile women and women in dresses, are there such people among the guests?"

"It doesn't seem like there's a ......"

Gao Cheng did not participate in the next questioning, and returned to the banquet hall at the scene of the crime with the notes of the four people in front of him.

Judging from the situation at the scene, no matter who is the prisoner, they are bound to go to the scene to make arrangements, that is, the few people who came in advance and the Baoke family can do it, and only these four people were at the party scene at that time, and the other maids, cooks, and watchmakers were not there.

Ignoring the disappeared murder weapon, there is one thing that he cares about, it is said that the big bell that has never had a problem did not ring on time at 6 o'clock, and it was also in such a short period of time that the Baokov people were assassinated.

Gao Cheng and Conan walked to the balcony together.

The bloodstains were in the middle of the door frames of the floor-to-ceiling windows and the middle of the balcony railing, which looked like the prisoner had reopened and closed the doors and windows and then crossed the balcony railing.

Gao Cheng took a closer look at the bloodstains.

Strangely, the bloodstains on the door frame were about the same height as the railing.

If a person covered in blood escapes, it should not be left with this simple blood stain, it will be much more messy.

This scene looks like a tool has been wiped.

In other words, after the prisoner killed the Baokov, he triggered a pre-set mechanism to let the murder weapon leave the scene, and at the same time created the illusion that the prisoner had escaped from the balcony.

This inference is more reasonable, at least than the uncle's guess.

The uncle thought that the prisoner had obtained the blood of the Baokov people in advance, and then applied the blood stains here in advance...... If you had prepared it in advance, there would have been more bloodstains.

Gao Cheng stood by the railing, looked at the wellhead blocked with an iron frame directly below, and looked up at the bell tower-like bell tower directly above.

If it is a mechanism, it is very likely that the well downstairs and the large clock will be used......

Gao Cheng's gaze gradually condensed, and the whole person entered the thinking space with the movement of the big clock, and the actions and words of several people on the light side all flashed around him, and the time in the villa seemed to go back to the time of the crime again.

"That's what happened......

Gao Cheng closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened them, his eyes were much clearer.

"The murderer is really him."

"Huh?" Conan, who was still studying the bloodstains, looked back in a daze.

"You should be able to think of it too, right?" Gao Cheng looked at the guests waiting for questioning in the room, and said with a smile, "The prisoner has stopped recruiting himself at the beginning. ”

"Hmm." Conan cupped his chin in contemplation.

On the other side, Twilight was still frowning, as time passed, the guests also questioned one after another, most of the people at the scene were far away from the victim Baokov, and not many were close to the balcony, and the testimony was almost the same, and in the end there were no prisoners who matched the characteristics.

It was late at night, and the police had to give everyone a result.

"Well, the rain has stopped," Twilight looked out the window, unable to do anything, "I can only let the guests go back first...... Don't they have a clue yet? ”