Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 112 Guard
"First of all, the crime did not take place in Mr. Massugi's room."

"Then why was Dad killed in the room?" Gao Shiyangfu was a little puzzled.

"There is only one possible way," Qinghai Chuantang looked behind him, "That is the window."

Gao Shiyangfu couldn't help laughing, "You mean, the arrow shot from the window? There are no trees that can climb, and the window glass is not broken."

The murderer actually committed the crime directly below Gao Shizhengshan's room.That is the room where everyone is now, Tokiyama Maki's room.

There are vases placed in each room.

Originally, it was placed in the center of the cabinet by the window.

But the vase in Tokiyama Maki's room was placed on the edge of the cabinet.

"After the murderer sneaked into Ms. Maki's room, he felt that the vase had to be moved. Because, to put on this posture, the vase would become an obstacle."

After opening the window, Qinghai Chuantang held a crossbow and lay down on the cabinet, revealing half of his body.

With the crossbow, aimed at the window above.

"Fire the crossbow like this, and shout White night to the windows above."

Qinghai Chuantang returned to the ground.

Explained: "This word is the notoriety that Mr. Zhengshan got when he carried out large-scale fraud in the financial market."

I don't know if it's because I was shaken when I heard others call me a bad name.

Still, I want to find the owner of the voice.

The killer took aim, the moment he poked his head out, and shot an arrow from directly below.

After that, the murderer used a long stick to close the windows of the room on the second floor from the outside.

Then quickly left the room.

Forgot, put the vase back in its original position.

"Masaki used to deceive Masahiko and force him to commit suicide." Kami Kushima said, walked over and sat on the sofa.

Gao Shiyangfu looked at her, "You are the murderer, right? Do you want to avenge your father?"

"No. After Ms. Maki was called by Mr. Masasugi, she stayed in the lounge for a while, then took the stairs to the second floor."

And at that time, everyone witnessed it with their own eyes.

"In that case, who did it? We've been in the lounge the whole time."

"That's right. Everyone was in the waiting room when we heard the screams. All of us have alibi." Ryosuke Baishui echoed.

But unfortunately, in Qinghai Chuantang's view, this alibi is meaningless at all.

Gao Shizhengshan was not killed while screaming.

It should have been killed before the power outage.

"But, when the power went out, I saw Mr. Masaki." Saiki stood up and said.

"Then did you get close enough to see his face?"

Caimu shook his head.

"In the darkness caused by the power outage, the person who appeared in front of Mr. Saiki who was uneasy. I think it is an impostor who imitated Mr. Massugi's walking posture with a cane."

Kubo Chuanhiro stood up, pointed at her and asked, "What about the screams during the power outage?"

"That's a pre-recorded recording."

After hearing the screams, when everyone rushed over, Gao Shizhengshan's room was completely dark.

If he was still alive when the blackout happened, he would have lit a candle in order to cope with the sudden darkness.

Gao Shizhengshan was killed before the power outage.

Therefore, an alibi after a power outage is meaningless.

"In this case."

Hiroshi Kubo Chuan walked over, sat on the sofa, and said with a smile: "Anyone can shoot him from the window."

"But, when we found out... wasn't the window in the room locked?" Xiaolan asked with some doubts.

"The purpose of the murderer is to make you think so."

In fact, the windows of the room were not locked until everyone was inside.

In order to create a fake secret room, the murderer approached the window at the moment of opening the door, and then locked it.

"At that time, the person near the window"

Qinghai Chuantang looked at him: "It's you, Mr. Jinmu."

Everyone's gazes were also all at once focused on Jin Muhai.

After hearing this, Jin Muhai smiled slightly: "Are you kidding me?"

"First of all, you asked Ms. Ma Ji to accompany the guest and let her stay in the lounge. The purpose is to prevent her from returning to her room."

As a secretary, he naturally understood the information of the code, and then used this to take out the crossbow in the hall.

Then, he entered Tokiyama Maki's room with the master key.

In the room, Gao Shizhengshan was shot and killed.

"Then, cut the telephone line and destroy the distribution box to create chaos. Then, pretend to be Mr. Masasugi and appear in front of Mr. Saiki."

Afterwards, he screamed in distress to delay the apparent time of the incident.

"If you don't forget to put this vase back, such a small flaw. It can be called a clever murder plan."

Jin Muhai smiled and took a step forward.

"All of this is just your speculation, right?"

Qinghai Chuantang gave Conan a look.

Conan immediately understood what the other party meant, and ran behind the other party.

He pretended to be surprised and said, "Mr. Jinmu, there seems to be something yellow on your ass!"

As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief from his bag with lightning speed, lifted the other person's clothes, and wiped the yellow area.

The whole movement is done in one go, and very skillful.

Yuanzi looked at him and became a little strange: This kid, does he have some kind of hobby, so he does this often, right?
Conan giggled a few times, and explained: "This yellow thing is the pollen of lilies! As I remember, only sister Maji's room has lilies."

The evidence is conclusive and cannot be denied.

Jin Mukai finally closed his eyes, as if unwilling to face all this.

"I'm asking Daoist." Qinghai Chuantang hastily turned the words around, "I asked a trustworthy criminal policeman to investigate. Mr. Masahiko's death, although suspicious, was still treated as a suicide."

"And I also found the report record of you suing Mr. Zhengshan and participating in this matter."

Jin Muhai's face was full of tiredness.

"It was Mr. Masahiko who rescued me who fell into despair due to business failure. After that, I started to help Mr. Masahiko with his work."

For a while, the Shishan family suffered losses in the financial market.That's when the White Knight offered to help.

However, Takashi Masaki is just pretending to save his villain.

Not some white knight.

"Moreover, he is a person who will never commit suicide no matter what difficulties he encounters."

"So, in order to find Mr. Zhengshan, you killed Mr. Zhengyan and pretended to be evidence of suicide. As a secretary, you entered the Gao family."

Jin Mukai recalled what he heard when he learned the truth——

What about Norwegian privilege?It was already perfect, and it was treated as suicide.

"It's unreasonable for Masahiko Takashi to put this crossbow that killed Mr. Masahiko as an ornament and place it here!"

Jin Muhai gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "I can't forgive you."

"That's why you are thinking about avenging Masahiko?" Kushima Kami said, looking at him.

"That's not the case. What Mr. Jinmu did was to protect the Tokiyama family and Miss Maki."

After finding out the truth about Tokiyama Masahiko's death, Jin Mukai continued to work as a secretary because he was waiting for an opportunity to report Takashi Masahiko.

But Gao Shizhengshan was not satisfied with Norway's salmon privileges, and even planned to seize Shishan's family.

For this reason, he married Tokiyama Maki politically.

"So, for Mr. Jinmu, there is no other way to protect Ms. Maki except for killing Mr. Masaki on the night of the banquet."

When I was young, Tokiyama Maki once gave my father's friend a bouquet of lilies.

When he grew up, he returned Lily to her.

"This is what I promised Mr. Masahiko."

"Is it you? The one who gives lilies every year."

Jin Mukai lowered his head, without any answer.

To Tokiyama Maki, he is the real white knight.

She herself did not know how many times she had been saved by that lily.

"Mr. Jinmu, I'll wait for your return."

Shishan Maki's eyes were slightly red, and he said with tears in his eyes, "The thing you protected for me before, I will protect it this time. Waiting for your return."

Jin Muhai finally couldn't suppress his inner emotions, and suddenly fell to the ground.

There was a slight moan.

Lilies are beautiful and pure, and the most common flower language is: a hundred years of harmony, a beautiful family, great love, and deep blessings.

And Qinghai Chuantang's favorite is five-leaf clover.

The four-leaf clover represents luck.

Each leaf of the five-leaf clover has its own meaning: true love, health, fame, wealth and opportunity.

However, it also has a flower language.
But even so, she still loves five-leaf clover, just like she fell in love with dandelions back then, unswervingly.

"Tomorrow, do you want to visit the filming of the movie together?"

Qinghai Chuantang smiled and extended an invitation to the three of them: "It's a historical drama called "Ronin Samurai"."

"Huh? Now there are still historical dramas going to be filmed?" Yuanzi looked a little surprised.

Historical dramas are very expensive, and they gradually stopped filming after they reached adulthood.

"In that case, Sonoko, what about you?"

Xiaolan looked at her, asking for her opinion.

"In this case, of course I have to go and see it! After all, it is a very rare thing to be able to watch the shooting scene in person, or this kind of historical drama with a sense of age."

Xiaolan smiled and said, "If that's the case, then the three of us will be together!"

Upon hearing this, Conan immediately jumped up, waving his restless hands.

Pretending to be very pitiful, she said coquettishly, "Sister Xiaolan, I want to go too!"

"No, Conan."

Xiaolan leaned over to look at him, and pretended to be stern and said: "The filming scene is very special, you can't just run around. It will make others unhappy, you know?"

Conan instantly turned into a monster, tears rolled in his eyes.

"I promise I won't run around! Sister Xiaolan will take me with you, okay?"

He carefully pulled the corner of the other party's clothes, looking pitiful.

Xiaolan hesitated for a while, but finally agreed to his request.

"How do you feel, this little ghost is acting strange now? Could it be that he was stimulated by something?" Yuanzi whispered to Qinghai Chuantang.

Qinghai Chuantang smiled: "Well, who knows?"

She had already quietly taken out her phone and pressed the record function.

After returning to the Mori Detective Agency, Conan entered the bed early alone.Cover yourself with a quilt to prevent yourself from making a sound.

Roaring in his heart: I am sworn to death with Qinghai Chuantang!
(End of this chapter)