Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Wedding Dress

Ogata walked up to everyone and said slowly, "I asked the Suzuki butler about the ship's back kitchen storage room, which is a place that family members don't care about at all, and only the handyman who is usually in charge of the ship's service work will come into contact with it. ”

"So the handrails of the reserve room will not touch the fingerprints of any of you. But if the murderer touches the handrail of the door in the process of using the food truck, he will definitely leave fingerprints that should not appear in this place. ”

"I just need cutlery, so I don't want to trouble others, so I go myself, isn't that okay?" Xiao Wu clenched his fists and tried to argue.

Ogata shook his head: "I can barely make sense, but your answer is a lie." ”

"Oh?" Xiao Wu's facial muscles condensed slightly, looking at the conclusion of this forensic doctor who had helped him clear his suspicions.

"In psychology, the liar omits the subject "I" because he doesn't want to involve himself, which is an involuntary activity of the brain. For example, 'My car broke down'. Liars will say 'the car broke down'. Ogata said softly.

Xiao Wu's eyelids jumped, and his expression changed significantly: "This doesn't mean anything, it's just my habit of talking." He watched as everyone gave way to Ogata, and the forensic doctor walked towards him step by step, subconsciously stepping back.

Ogata approached Xiao Wu and stared at the latter: "The time of the crime is at night, if you go to change into other clothes, it will arouse the suspicion of others, and when you confirm that your body will not be stained with blood, the murderer will generally wear the clothes at the time of the crime, disguise himself as usual, and mix in most of the suspects." ”

"The inside of your cuffs, see what's on it?"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu's expression tensed, and he subconsciously looked at his cuffs.

As his gaze glanced at his left hand, Ogata's eyes followed, and he said in a deep voice, "I have observed the traces of the deceased's corpse's wrist, and the force range of the right wrist is clearly different from the left side, and in the case of the two facing each other, the murderer must have held the deceased's right wrist with his left hand. You've just looked at the cuff of your left hand, and it's because you're left-handed, and you're subconsciously dominant. Of all the people present, you happen to be the only one who has a left-handed habit. ”

Ogata is observant, and during the meal at the restaurant, he sees that Suzuki's butler is handing over coffee with his right hand, Shioji is holding hands with Uncle Mori with his right hand, Ichiro's father is using his right hand when he tries to hold Mariko, and Ryuo is also with his right hand when he is fiddling his head.

And Xiao Wu has never appeared in the restaurant, and he rarely shows his personal habits, so Ogata will test Xiao Wu's knee-jerk reaction.

Xiao Wu was shocked, and Ogata said: "Actually, there are many things that the corpse wants to express, even if you are right-handed, after returning to Tokyo, I will use forensic measuring tools to find out the spacing of each knuckle on the corpse, as well as the radius generated when the tiger's mouth clasps the wrist, which can prove that you meet the characteristics of the murderer." ”

"So don't underestimate the dead, who keep their mouths shut, but are telling in other ways."

When the words fell, Xiao Wu's psychological defense had collapsed, his expression was a little stiff and decayed, and he stood there looking at his hands in a daze.

"Back to the red fibre I mentioned earlier, which is organza." Ogata's gaze moved away from Xiao Wu, and when out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the slightly convinced expression of Akie, who had always been proud, and realized that his inference had reached the hearts of the people.

"The wedding dress has a special meaning for every bride, so as a murder weapon, Miss Xia Jiang should not throw it away, and keep it in her own room. However, if the wedding dress is not cleaned in time, it will leave the dander of the deceased Ichiro in the violent struggle."

Ogata exhaled: "This murder case was a crime completed with the cooperation of Miss Xia Jiang and Mr. Xiao Wu. ”

"Nope! Xia Jiang's room has no wedding dress at all, she is not a murderer, she made it all by me! Xiao Wu suddenly came back to his senses and said loudly at Ogata.

Ogata didn't answer him, Xia Jiang looked at Xiao Wu bitterly, she stood there in a daze, her eyes red and swollen, tears slowly flowing down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Wu, I didn't listen to you, throw it away"

Xiao Wu's face changed, he looked at Xia Jiang with wide eyes, and said with a heartache: "Why do you want to do this!" ”

"Because that's the wedding dress that I walked into the marriage hall with you." Xia Jiang sat on her knees, thin and thin, as if she had lost the support of the whole world, and let her tears flow.

Everyone was sighing, there was a vast sea outside this pleasure boat, and if the wedding dress was thrown directly into the sea, it was indeed the best way to destroy the evidence. But what woman is willing to destroy the wedding dress she wore on her wedding day?

"I'm sorry, wife." Xiao Wu closed his eyes, and tears of pain slowly slipped down

The boat docked at five o'clock in the morning, an hour before docking.

Xia Jiang and Xiao Wu snuggled up to each other, sitting in the place where the warehouse debris was piled up, and the warmth after the tears made the two cherish the last time together.

"Why did you kill Ichiro?" Mariko was still obsessed with her son's death, and her voice broke the peace.

Xiao Wu's palm clenched Xia Jiang's hand, and the two of them didn't answer.

"Because of this painting." Ogata took the painting he had just handed over from Conan's hand and said calmly to Mariko.

After seeing the contents of the painting, Conan understood why Ogata had asked him to go to Ichiro's room to look for the painting.

Mariko's eyes followed Ogata's voice to the paper he had opened in his hand, and the others looked over with curiosity and doubt

On the white quality, a portrait of a woman, is smeared with a pencil.

The eyes, nose, lips, and long paintings are so vivid that people can't help but think of a person!

"Xia Jiang." Seiji opened his mouth in surprise, and Akie and his wife also came back to their senses.

The woman in Ichiro's painting is actually Xia Jiang, who is closely dependent on Xiao Wu at the moment.

"How could it be her!" Mariko's expression changed drastically, she only knew that during this time on the cruise ship, Ichiro would always go to the deck to collect the wind, and every time Xia Jiang was there.

Ogata looked at the painting, and every line and every smear was carefully outlined: "All along, the girl Ichiro likes is Xia Jiang, who is married to Xiao Wu." ”

"Mr. Izumizo's death is related to Ichiro, at first I didn't understand what his motive for killing was, but when I saw this painting and Miss Natsue that appeared on the painting, I finally understood that Ichiro liked Natsue and wanted to marry her. However, Izumizo, who was the patriarch, obstructed it, which constituted the cause of the first murder case. ”

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