"Ahem, anyway, I'll recount the scene first," Officer Twilight coughed lightly, lowering the brim of his hat by a point, "The three of you and the deceased Akira Uchida were drinking here after work, and Mr. Uchida suddenly died of poison halfway through drinking. ”

"And you—" Officer Twilight's eyes swept over the young men and women standing in a circle, and finally fell on the brown-haired young man in the police uniform.

"Toru Asada." The brown-haired young man bowed his head, "We are students at the Metropolitan Police Department's Police Academy, and the police who only called the police when we heard screams on the way to the friendship have just taken the opportunity to do a part of the search and questioning - please rest assured, there is no destruction of the scene." ”

Officer Twilight's eyes swept over the bar, "According to what you said, the deceased's liquor found a cyanide reaction, and the rest of the people's wine glasses were normal, and the deceased's purse found a bottle containing cyanide, so it can be inferred that the deceased committed suicide by poisoning, right?" ”

"It's their reasoning, we didn't say that." Toru Asada pointed to the three people opposite, "But in any case, the poison bottle was found in the deceased's bag, and the person who touched the bag was the most suspicious. ”

"We can't touch Mr. Uchida's bag," Tsuji's faint voice came, "That guy doesn't know what he's been crazy about lately, and he's yelling that he's going to get rich all day long, and he values his broken bag more than his life, for fear that someone else will find half a handprint on it—"

"—and don't see if anyone wants his Hermes's broken bag in the garbage heap." Yuzu Tsuji is sarcastically merciless

"If, as you say, a person who thinks he wants to get rich will not commit suicide." Date Air quickly got to the point.

"So maybe it was an accident," Kido laughed dryly, "maybe Mr. Uchida tried to play some tricks with cyanide and accidentally poisoned himself." ”

…… What tricks can you play with cyanide, bartending?

"But in any case, Mr. Uchida has only touched that glass of wine since it was served, and there is nothing wrong with him drinking a small half glass of wine before, and we have no chance to poison him." Mizuta Nakamichi frowned and added.

Officer Twilight lowered the brim of his hat when he heard this, cleared his throat and was about to speak—

"Dusk Police Department, the results are out," a young police officer reported as he walked into the house, "and there are no fingerprints on the bottle containing the poison." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the whole room changed.

"Oh, it doesn't seem to be an accident." Matsuda Jinpei chuckled.

After all, the deceased would not have gone out of his way to erase his fingerprints - if he had actually touched the medicine bottle.

"We asked around before, and none of the other diners present had ever approached Mr. Uchida." Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned and turned his head to look at the three of them.

"So most likely, this pill bottle was put in the bag after Mr. Uchida's death - and the murderer is among you." Falling Valley Zero took over the conversation with a solemn expression.

"So we've all said it!" Mr. Mizuda looked a little impatient, "No one can poison that bastard liquor - if someone tries to approach Mr. Uchida's glass, Mr. Uchida will be the first to find out." ”

"Well- calm down," Kenji Hagiwara smiled and rounded, "It's not like you're sure the murderer must be you—but just in case, can you give us some more details?" ”

"For example, the glasses you ordered—" Toru Asada asked, taking advantage of the fact that the three of them were slightly pale under Kenji's reassurance, "Usually different glasses and garnishes are different depending on the characteristics of the cocktail, but the glasses of the four of you look exactly the same, and they are all orange slices and cherries." ”

"That's Mr. Uchida's request, and he likes to look neat," Kido replied, "so he does it every time he drinks — oranges and cherries are his personal preference." ”

The little police officer, who had been following Officer Twilight, couldn't help but speak: "Is it possible that Mr. Uchida took the wrong glass—for example, he put poison into his own wine first, and then used some method to make him read the wrong glass-"

"That's not possible, the four of us have completely different drinks," Yuzu Tsuji sneered and casually pointed to the bar, "Mr. Uchida's Manhattan is orange-red, my Margaret is pale yellow, Mr. Mizuda drinks blue Hawaii, and Mr. Kido drinks orange-yellow agave sunrise." ”

"You put four glasses of wine together, and the difference is still obvious."

Kosho Kido also nodded: "And only Mr. Uchida's wine glass has poison in it—if we take the wrong wine glass, our wine glass should also be poisonous." ”

"And it was Mr. Uchida's glass of wine that was broken on the ground, and he drank Manhattan every time he came here, and we couldn't have been mistaken."

The little police officer smiled wryly, and shrank back to the chubby figure of the twilight police department with a red face, and the thick figure blocked him tightly.

At this moment, the Twilight Police Department probably hovered in his heart with the philosophy of "Who am I, where am I, why do I have to work overtime every day", and a pair of beanie eyes showed a capital confusion, but the dignity of being a police officer all year round still made him steady.

"In that case—"

Before Officer Twilight finished speaking, a voice came from next to him, "Speaking of which, these colored papers are yours, right?" ”

Everyone followed the prestige, and Zero was standing on the edge of the bar, in front of him different grayscale colored papers, from white to black, scattered messily on the table.

Yuzu Tsuji was stunned for a moment, "That's true, but does this have anything to do with the case?" ”

The six of them smiled at each other and said in unison, "We know who the murderer is." ”

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"To put it simply, the poison is not in the wine, but in the cherries - there are oranges and cherries in every glass of wine, but there are only orange slices in the glass that the deceased knocked over, indicating that the cherries have been eaten by the deceased." The corners of Tsugu Ling's mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes swept over the three suspects.

"Mr. Uchida was still sitting on the outermost side when we entered the door, but he fell in second place from the right, which means that your seat is not set in stone - considering the testimony of the deceased who liked to play at drinking parties, I suspect that there have been many times when four people got up at the same time to disrupt the seating - which means that the glass of wine was not always in front of Mr. Uchida." Date followed with an addition.

"The murderer poisoned the cherries with a syringe in advance, replaced the cherries with the one in his own wine, and then put the two glasses of wine relatively close, and then took the opportunity to put the colored paper with different gray scales as a background behind the two glasses of wine." Matsuda Jinpei leaned back against the edge of the table and continued.

"The light line on this side of the bar is already dim, and the deceased has drunk a few glasses of wine before, so under the effect of the background color illusion, it is normal to recognize the wrong wine glass." Zhu Fu Jingguang's warm voice sounded, "We mentioned when we asked before that the deceased liked to eat the fruit in the cup when he was 1/2 of the wine, and I guess the murderer calculated the time to make an excuse for everyone to get up, and then induced the deceased to eat the poisoned cherry." ”

"After the deceased fell, he pretended to support the deceased, took advantage of the chaos to change the cherries in Mr. Uchida's wine glass back into his own glass, and then broke Mr. Uchida's wine glass, and while other people's attention was on Mr. Uchida, he added cyanide to the liquor on the ground, and then put the medicine bottle back in Mr. Uchida's bag, pretending that it was poisonous in the wine, so that others would ignore the cherries that were really poisoned." Kenji Hagiwara continued to explain with a smile on his face.

"So the only ones who can do all of this are the tequila sunrise, which is the color of Manhattan—and Mr. Kido, who hasn't been far from the bar since the accident."

Toru Asada's expression was a little speechless, and he paused and continued, "The main ingredient in Manhattan is whiskey, and the main ingredient in agave sunrise is agave and orange juice - the cherries in Mr. Kido's glass have touched Manhattan,"

"So just look into that agave sunrise and you should be able to detect the whiskey in it."

"More critically, cyanide control has always been ...... It is very strict, and if you look at the source of the poison, you should be able to find a record of Mr. Kido's purchase of cyanide. ”

Speaking of this, Toru Asada couldn't help but grit his teeth, with a hint of distortion in his face.

"We just have to wait for the results of the investigation into the source of the poison, why do we have to stand here and reason for a long time——!"