Xia Qiu suddenly spoke, everyone's eyes were attracted, and everyone stopped looking at him suspiciously except for Conan.

Reporter Yamada was a little puzzled, he now has a new draft, but he has to be busy with the next things, and the time is very tight.

However, Xia Qiu continued: "Are you really good? Mr. Sei, don't you feel disgusted that you're a murderer, and now you're still here talking about writing for the dead? ”

"What?"

"Nani?!"

As soon as these words came out, both Lan, Uncle Maori and reporter Yamada were shocked, especially reporter Yamada, who looked at Sei Xuanichi's gaze suddenly changed a little.

Nima, if this guy is a murderer, then he is now holding the other party's manuscript and inviting the other party

"What are you?" As if he had been greatly insulted, Shijing Xuanichi loudly defended, pointed to the photo and said: "This photo is ironclad evidence that I was not present, if you have to be the murderer, please show the evidence." ”

"Of course there is proof." As he spoke, Xia Qiu's expression of seeing through the truth gradually revealed, "Moreover, the ironclad evidence that can prove your crime, isn't it in your hands?" ”

"Can this classmate be clearer? What the hell is going on? Officer Henggou said.

"It's simple. This photo is not fake, and it is indeed his alibi. But ......" At this point, Xia Qiu dragged a little and said: "That's just his alibi at this time last year, not now!" ”

"Nani?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and Conan figured it out in an instant. In fact, after such a little bit of summer and autumn, everyone understands.

There is nothing wrong with the photo, and it is not fake, but it does not have to be taken today, it is likely to be last year. The first night festival is held once a year.

"Heh... Hahaha..."Hearing this, Shijing Xuanyi sneered, laughed, and mocked: "I thought what you wanted, if you want to misinterpret it like this, it's not impossible." ”

At this point, he changed his words and said, "But, what evidence do you have to prove that the photo was taken last year?!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Xia Qiu again. Indeed, if this cannot be proved, then even if this inference is correct, it cannot prove his guilt

"Didn't I start out? Isn't the ironclad evidence that can prove your crime in your hands in your hands? Xia Qiu continued: "It's on that wrist that you usually represent, and now you don't wear it in order to deliberately create an alibi!" ”

When the words fell, Sei Xuanichi seemed to think of something, and his color changed instantly. Officer Henggou immediately picked up the photo and looked at it, and immediately found that there was something wrong with it.

In the photo, there is no representation on Sei's wrist, so the skin on the wrist is a sun-tanned color.

However, when he had just signaled that he was asking the counter staff about the time because there was no representative, a white mark appeared on his wrist because he had been a representative for a long time.

It's something that only happens this year. And if this photo was taken today, then the photo should also have a white mark on it because of the long-term representation.

"What's going on?"

Sure enough, when Officer Yokozo stepped forward and grabbed his arm and lifted it, Sei Nobuyichi's wrist showed marks on his skin that had turned white due to long-term representation.

"In the photo of your alibi, the sun-tanned wrist is clearly captured. But in reality your wrist is white. So, this photo was taken a year ago. Am I not wrong? Mr. Sei! ”

Officer Yokozo said, and at the same time, with the other hand, he took a photo of his alibi in front of Sei Xuanichi and sternly questioned him.

Under this stern inquiry, Shijing Xuanyi became speechless, and cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead, and he no longer had the arrogant look he had before.

"Mr. Sei, in fact, when I saw the scene of the crime, I knew that this was not a simple robbery, but a case that only acquaintances can commit, and you are the murderer!"

Xia Qiu opened his mouth, his sharp gaze pointed directly at people's hearts, "Because as long as you can see from the scene and the appearance of the victim Rao, the tooth powder on the mouth of the victim Mr. Imatake and the toothbrush that fell nearby can show that the victim was brushing his teeth before being shot." ”

"In this case, it is rare for someone to open the door like this, especially when they meet a stranger. The most important thing is that the prisoners fled immediately after the gunshots rang out, and there was no time to make such a mess of the scene. ”

At this point, it is clear to everyone that this is a case that only acquaintances can commit, because only acquaintances can do this. Moreover, as a prisoner, the psychological defense line of Rao Shijing Xuanichi is gradually being breached.

"And, most importantly, I thought it was strange from the first time I met you, why did you endure the heat and refuse to take off your clothes? Are you afraid to take it off, can't take it off, or can't take it off? ”

Xia Qiu slowly turned around and continued: "There is only one answer, because only taking pictures while wearing the same clothes will make those who take pictures of you next in your plan think that the photo was taken today. ”

"Of course, this is just a fairly simple ploy, but it is like a dead corner in the dust, because it is too simple, coupled with the inertia of thinking, it deceived us all at the beginning."

"So, in the end, behind this seemingly incredible case, after all, it's just a difference in the photos." Xia Qiu is very unhappy, and there is also a hint of self-deprecation.

As a tennis player, he can see through all the blind spots and flaws on the court, but in another field, he is just a blank slate.

Although he is only new to the field of detectives, and his reasoning thinking has not really been formed, when he sees the truth, Xia Qiu has a feeling that his IQ has been insulted.

Although Conan did not solve the case before him, through this case, he saw his own limits and shortcomings, and found a way forward.

So, the next thing he has to do is that even in the field of detectives, he has to break the limits of his own reasoning, shine a seamless light, and shine with the brilliance of fortitude!

However, this falls in Conan's eyes, are you pretending? obviously defeated him again, but he looked a pity there.

In that case, wouldn't I be weak? Conan's heart suddenly became unhappy.

"I see, I throw in the towel, Mr. Yokomizo. I didn't expect to make so many mistakes. In the end, after some inner struggle, Sei finally pleaded guilty, and Officer Yokozo let him go.

"A year ago, I had already decided to kill Imatake. Because I'm going to stand at the top of the literary world in his place. Shijing Xuan began to have his own motive for killing.

"Teacher ......"

Yamada, a reporter next to him, couldn't believe it.

"That's right!" Seii looked at Yamada fiercely and said, "A year ago, the main serials of the literary era had already decided to publish my work?" However, your editorial office suddenly changed and insisted that you must use the works of Imatake, which were inserted halfway through. ”

"It's just because Imastake's reputation is relatively loud." Shijing Xuanyi was a little lonely, and then said hatefully:

"For me, that serialization was my last chance to gamble with my life. And yet that guy stole my chance as if he was mocking me, what a hateful thing! ”

"So you killed him?" Officer Yokogou asked, making final confirmations.

"That's right, I killed Imatake."

Sei finally confessed to it himself, and the handcuffs of the police were also handcuffed to his hands. It's just that when he was taken to the door and was about to walk out, he suddenly said:

"This sister, the work that Imatake won the Naomoto Award is actually a story that the two of us came up with together when I was co-writing with Imatake in the past."

Lan was stunned, and Shijing Xuanyi said again: "Now that it's like this, no one will believe me, right?" With that, he was completely removed from the room.

And his last words are as if he is working hard for the works he has worked hard for, and wants to leave such a person who knows the final truth.