"Evidence?"

Qing Feng looked at the three detectives in front of him and shook his head, "No." ”

"So, how can Sister Xiaofeng tell that he is a murderer?" Conan asked.

"Didn't I say I smelled a strange smell, and then called Xiao Ai to confirm......" Qingfeng repeated, "He is the only one who can store chemicals in bottles of kerosene or paraffin oil." ”

"However, if there are other smelly things mixed in, it is impossible to identify the ingredients as evidence without the presence of an appraiser...... "Heiji Hattori said.

"What about you?" Qingfeng asked, "How can you be sure it's his?" ”

"The statement of killing Mr. Junpei Ishikawa ......" Bobcat looked at the big screen.

The three detectives explained that they probably made a three-leaf fan that used sea water and wind, placed it outside the deck, used kinetic energy, and used a bunch of ropes and fishing lines to make a method of hanging people up, and after cutting the fishing line, it would automatically make the knot tightly entangled so that people would not fall off.

"In the end, only two of them can cut the fishing line and let the homemade shackle fan sink to the bottom of the sea along with the fishing line," said Heiji Hattori, "Mr. Kota Doi can burn the fishing line with a lighter, but there is no burn mark on the railing that binds the fishing line, so he is the only one with a pencil sharpener......"

"By the way, who are you criminal plotters?" Qingfeng asked.

"Well, the criminal planner is Ryo Uehara." Conan nodded.

Qingfeng was stunned.

That kind-looking, squinting-eyed teacher?

Okay, squinting eyes are monsters, people can't look good, it's not strange, but Ryo Uehara is dead, right?

The criminal planner played himself to death?

"I guess he's right," Lynx explained, "and when I went to check the scene, I found a small dropped voice changer near his body, and among his belongings, there was a notebook ......"

Qingfeng took the notebook handed by the lynx, opened it and looked at it, it was blank, and the pages had torn marks.

Turning to the next page of the torn marks, Qing Feng glanced sideways at the faint pen scratch marks on it, "It seems to be the content of a school meeting...... Hmm,Wait,の behind ......"

"Yes, although the handwriting is different from the print, the typography has also been changed, but the familiar habits are not so easy to change," Lynx said, "For example, the line break is specially blank between the two lines, and then the habitual empty after the の, on the printed body, switch the English input mode to vacate, the gap is not so big, not very obvious, but the handwriting is also empty, it is easy to be compared, his writing habits are similar to the font and typography on the notice letter......"

"And as long as you look up the situation of this guy, you will find out that he went to Sakakino Gakuen to teach three years ago," Hattori Heiji said, "I asked Officer Otaki's friend at the Kyoto Police Station to use Mr. Uehara's face for facial recognition, and found a person through facial comparison, Iwaki Saburo, a detective in Kyoto, was questioned by the outside world five years ago because of a mistake in reasoning, and then committed suicide, and it is still unclear whether Uehara Ryo is a relative of Iwaki Saburo, or if Iwaki Saburo did not die in the first place, but changed his name to become a criminal planner, However, the two should be related, and they also have a grudge against the police and the detective, as if the reason for Saburo Iwagi's reasoning mistake was that the police did not inform him of an important clue in time, coupled with the misleading ...... of the detective's fellow detectives"

"That's not an excuse for a mistake in reasoning, is it?" Qingfeng asked rhetorically.

"Maybe he didn't think so," Lynx said, "the police are already searching the contents of his room, and it is probably certain that he is the crime mastermind, who seems to have died suddenly, and many things have not been disposed of." ”

Qingfeng was still a little speechless, "The criminal planner died in his own plan, it's really ...... Well...... Tough ......"

……

bilge.

Is the criminal mastermind dead?

Amuro looked at the email from Belmode on his phone, and was speechless for a while.

Belmode: "There was an accident, the criminal planner lost contact, I just confirmed with the referee that the deceased Ryo Uehara is the criminal planner"

Amuro wanted to ask, so what now?

The people who participated in the assessment played themselves to death, and this situation is too weird......

Another email:

"It has been confirmed that the criminal planner is dead, and whether the criminal planner has leaked information about the organization to—

Perpetrator: Hideki Nakajima, male, 26 years old......

If the other party knows the information of the organization, solve it together."

Belmode couldn't help but call directly.

Amuro frowned, paid attention to it, and realized that Detective Hakuba had run out with the police before answering the phone, "Hey? ”

"What are you going to do?" Belmode's heart was full of grooves, and he didn't know how to vomit.

The bastard of the criminal planner tossed and turned, but instead of killing the mission target, he tossed himself to death, not to mention, and had to help wipe the pi shares?

That's enough!

"Try your best, anyway, even if we can't handle it, the person who will answer will handle it," Amuro walked up and whispered, "And didn't I say it, my side is full of detectives and police, so it's not convenient to call them." ”

Hang up.

Over there, Belmode took a deep breath.

If Ryo Uehara hadn't died, she would have killed this troublesome ghost first!

And Amuro dialed Qingfeng's phone again, "Hey, Qingfeng? ”

"Touko, have you found Black Carbon and Harrow?" Qingfeng asked.

"Found it," Amuro said, "judging by the traces, it seems that they were chased and killed because they found something, but because they ran into the ventilation duct and the other party couldn't get in, they threw hypnotic gas into the ventilation duct, and the police have rescued them, they are not injured, and they should wake up in another hour or two, and Watson is with them." ”

"It's good that it's not hurt." Qingfeng is relieved.

"Stay where you are, don't move," Amuro advised, "and the men chasing them have been chasing them for a long distance, and there is more than one of them, and I am afraid that there will be dangerous elements on the cruise ship, so I will go there immediately." ”

"Okay......" Qingfeng responded, the phone over there had already hung up, and he couldn't help choking.

I also want to tell Toko that they have found the murderer......

Qingfeng hung up the phone here, and the detective team over there had already finished reasoning.

"That's right......" Hattori Heiji looked at Hideki Nakajima, "The murderer is you, Mr. Hideki Nakajima!" The bracelet that uses a pencil to make a wire saw, and then the cut mark pulled by the wire saw along the middle of the two pencils is easy to break, and then sharpened with a pencil sharpener, so that the original two pencils become four pencils that have been used many times and have become shorter. ”

"And the pencil knife you use to cut the fishing line is also a pencil sharpener, although the edge of the pencil knife is small and there is a plastic block, but the right angle is enough to cut the fishing line." Conan Road.

"Also, you use a paint box with kerosene or paraffin oil to carry potassium chemicals, and then as long as you pour the smelly diluent and pigment into the kerosene, the smell and color of the kerosene will be covered by the diluent and paint," said Lynx, "Of the three of you, Mr. Doi's belongings include cigarettes, lighters, keychains, and mobile phones, Mr. Mifune's belongings include sunglasses, mobile phones, ID watches, and chewing gum, and yours has a mobile phone and drawing tools, and you can't find obvious scratches left by the wire saw." Only the things you carry can dispose of what will be left behind after the crime, and the other two can't dispose of those things. ”

"Of course, you won't be able to completely dispose of it, but if the forensic staff takes your paint box for identification, they will definitely be able to test for kerosene or paraffin oil, as well as potassium chemicals, and in addition, there is some pencil carbon powder on the railing where the fishing line has been cut, so if you compare it with the toner left on your pencil sharpener, you should be able to confirm that you are the murderer." ”

Takuya Mifune frowned, couldn't believe it, and retorted, "How could Nakajima kill someone?" By the way, what about wire saws? After the dead man, we didn't approach the guardrail, and we didn't throw anything into the sea below, otherwise we would definitely be seen, and there was no place on the scene where there was a wire saw, so where was the wire saw? ”

"It's such a sharp thing, it's impossible to put it on your body, otherwise it's easy to scratch yourself, I want to ......" Conan stepped forward, and just stretched out his hand, but was stopped by Hideki Nakajima.

"In the sketchboard, just like when I brought it on the deck," Nakajima Hideki said with a bitter smile, "If you get entangled in an easel, it's easy to spot, but if you put the edge of the blade inward, press it into the wood in the bottom corner of the canvas, and then cover the canvas, even if you remove the canvas, it will look like just a barely visible decorative silver thread on the canvas, that's what the guy said......"

Officer Twilight was stunned for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Are you pleading guilty?" ”

"Yes," Hideki Nakajima looked at Conan, "but little brother, how did you know that the wire saw was in the drawing board?" You haven't seen a canvas artboard, have you? ”

Qingfeng: "......"

It's time for the Conan Show again.

It's really unscientific, obviously everyone is working hard, but Conan has a crucial clue.

"Because one of the maple leaves turned purple......"

Conan looked at the canvas, and there was a small vista maple leaf in the bottom corner that was indeed purple, "You actually hate purple the most, this painting you want to send out will not be dyed purple no matter what, it should be a small spot of blood accidentally splashed on the wire saw in a hurry, seeping from behind the canvas, making the shallow blue pigment turn purple." ”

"This painting ......" Qingfeng looked at the blue maple leaf picture, and was a little speechless.

"I see, I didn't expect such a small point to be discovered by you......" Hideki Nakajima turned his head to look at Qingfeng, took two steps out of the way, and smiled lightly and helplessly, "Although it has become a defective product, I hope that Miss Akiba Kaede will remove it and let the police officer go to retrieve the wire saw on the drawing board......"