Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 115 The front wave and the back wave

"I see."

Qinghai Chuantang nodded, "The studio where the incident happened was last used last night, right?"

"Yes."

"What kind of scene is it?"

Ba Ran opened one of the pages of the script, pointed to something and said, "It's this scene."

"Please let me have a look."

After Conan took it, he looked at the text above and instantly understood what it was.

After returning the script, he hurried to the studio.

"In this case, let's go there too. Maybe after a while, we can enjoy the reasoning show."

When Qinghai Chuantang first entered, he saw Conan standing there with a smile on his face.

"Sister Xiaotang, you should already know what kind of tactics the murderer used, right?"

"do not know."

Conan was stunned, why didn't you play your cards according to the routine?

In that case, Miss Xiaotang, I'm sorry.

Sensing the opponent's intention, Qinghai Chuantang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, like a low-key Dragon King.Then he turned sideways and successfully avoided the opponent's anesthesia needle.

And the person who came in after him was Yuanzi.

"This feeling."

Yuanzi staggered a few times, then sat against the wall with his head lowered.

Seeing this, Xiaolan hurried over and asked nervously, "Yuanzi, are you okay?"

"Xiao Lan, I'm fine. I think I already know who the murderer is."

Ye Jiusheng, who came last, looked at this scene and couldn't help being taken aback.

Could it be that Miss Sonoko is Mr. Mori's daughter?
"The sackcloth on the cross-sickle spear is used to retain blood. But the sackcloth on the long spear used as a murder weapon does not have the slightest trace of blood."

If it is used normally, it will definitely be stained with blood.But if the spear is inserted vertically, the blood will not flow on the sackcloth.

"That is to say, did the murderer stab it from above?"

Takagi raised his head, but there was nothing to hang from above.

Qinghai Chuantang didn't speak, just walked over silently and turned off the lights in the background.

Conan's heart is complicated: You know that you still waste an anesthesia needle on me?

"Before the incident, the last time this studio was used was last night. According to the script, the set should be a certain house in Kyoto."

Baran felt a little strange: "Huh? The background board is gone."

Everyone followed her gaze, and there was nothing in the background.

"Mr. Dusi, please go over now and pull out the background board."

Du Sihou responded lightly.

The background board slowly rises and becomes the appearance of Kyoto.On the mountain behind, there is also a "Heaven" character burned out with fire.

Before everyone had time to appreciate it, the background board was instantly saved in this beautiful sunset.

"what's the situation?"

"Is the counterweight not enough? That's why it fell down."

And Qinghai Chuantang found a counterweight in the back, which confirmed Ba Ran's conjecture.

From the end of shooting yesterday to the time when the case happened today, the studio has not been used.

Therefore, the only one who has moved the counterweight is the murderer.

"Did the murderer strap the gun to the counterweight and throw it through the roof?"

"That's right, that's it."

Sonoko said, "If you want to lift the counterweight, you just need to use that pulley."

Takagi looked up at the pulley above and suddenly realized.

Turning around and looking at everyone: "That is to say, even people with weak strength can do it."

But problems also follow.

"If it fell from the ceiling, the spear would hit the head, right?"

"Officer Takagi, what do you think that is?"

Following the direction pointed by Qinghai Chuantang, Takagi saw a police handbook on the mat not far away.

Takagi was startled, and quickly touched himself.

"Strange, how did it go there?"

As he spoke, he hurried over and carefully picked up the police handbook.

In Japan, the police handbook is a symbol of the police.If it is lost, it is a policeman's dereliction of duty, and he may even face the possibility of losing his job.

"clang--"

"Eh?"

The long spear fell down when Wu Sanhe Yi bent down and was about to pick up something.

"On Mr. Wusan's fingers, there is a white powder like chalk dust. In the world of movies or dramas, actors call the signs that mark the standing positions called station marks."

"The murderer put something on the chalk-marked station mark. It was actually a trap for Mr. Wu San to pick it up."

Takagi took a closer look, but there were no traces of chalk around.

"The murderer probably wiped it off."

"That's true. But I think there should still be chalk dust on the valuables used by the murderer for this trap."

Ye Jiusheng was a little surprised, "Is it stained just by putting it on?"

"Because of static electricity."

Qinghai Chuantang explained: "Static electricity can attract small objects. Two thousand and 600 years ago, a person in Greece who thought he was called Thales rubbed a stone and found that it could attract feathers."

That stone is the resin formed by the solidification of ancient tree sap.It is the only gemstone with electrostatic properties.

Ordinary gemstones do not carry static electricity.

But among them was a man in fine amber—

And ancient cool luck.

"Officer Takagi, please look at the wound on Ms. Kaneko's right wrist."

"Feel sorry."

As he said that, Takagi pulled up the opponent's right hand, and sure enough, he found a scar on her right wrist.

"The shape of the wound and the rope pulling the background board should match."

"Boss, is this true?"

Baran looked at her, a little in disbelief: "Why?"

"But, you're the only one who told me to work hard." Gu Haishen looked at her, also unwilling to believe it.

Among the posters on the wall in the previous room, there was a picture of Miyagi Takeshi with the wearer's pendant around his waist.

And the amber on it was very similar to that on Kaneko Ryoyuki's neck.

Conan silently put down the butterfly voice changer and walked out from behind the screen.

But at this time, no one noticed this detail.

"Dead stars, decaying studios, and relics of the past like historical dramas. Being bound by this stuff, immobilized, is like your life."

The moment the resin dripped onto the insect and wrapped it around, it was doomed that all struggles would be futile.

The reason why Kaneko Ryoyuki killed him was probably because he felt that he couldn't refute what the other party said.

"I really hope that you can work hard."

Kaneko Ryoyuki looked at him and said with a smile.

Gu Haishen, why didn't he work hard?

After leaving the shooting scene, he practiced alone in the alley, with blisters on his hands.

Why doesn't he want to be recognized by everyone?

It's just that the big mountain has been pressing him like this, as if he has no chance to stand up.

"If you face it seriously, the ronin samurai can be resurrected. However, the reason why I think so may be because I am bound by the past."

At the end, Kaneko Ryoyuki's voice was filled with tears.

"It's up to you to be bound, or to stay the same."

"This pendant, since it was given to you by Miyagi-san, he may have thought that if it was you, he would be able to protect this studio during difficult times, so he entrusted you with the future."

The situation will be even more serious after that.Even so, do you still think about continuing this job?
I hope you can create good works.

Let the guests feel that no matter how bad tomorrow is, the world is still worth trusting.

To create this kind of work.

"Thank you."

Recalling what Miyagi Takeshi said to himself back then.She finally understood why she was like this now.

In the end, Kaneko Ryoyuki was taken away by the police.

Before leaving, everyone stood at the bridge and looked at her, as if practicing for her.

"that."

Several people stopped and looked back at him.

"I began to feel why everyone is trying so hard."

Everyone turned to look at him.

"Please teach me how to act in historical dramas! I want to learn to the extent that I can pass it on to younger generations one day."

Gu Haishen bowed deeply, speaking very sincerely.

"Please everyone!"

Kaneko Ryoyuki looked at him with a relieved smile.

Under the setting sun, in a trance, she seemed to see someone standing on the bridge, it was the original ronin warrior.

He turned around, walked away slowly, and disappeared from sight.

His wish was well inherited.

"Senior Takagi."

"what happened?"

"Actually, I have always been worried about whether I can become a good policeman."

On the way back to the Metropolitan Police Department, Ye Jiusheng looked a little disappointed.

"Then why did you choose to become a policeman?"

Because I want to protect the masses, because I want to serve the people.

No matter which reason is good, Takagi can use this to motivate him.

Ye Jiusheng replied honestly: "Because civil servants are very stable."

This made Takagi's prepared belly draft go to waste in an instant.

"In this case, why did you choose the criminal police in the first place?"

In order to implement love and justice, in order to bring crime to justice.

Takagi expected the other party to answer like this.

As for Ye Jiusheng, he did not disappoint him.

"I just didn't expect that I would be assigned as a criminal police officer. In fact, I originally wanted to be a patrol police officer. I can go home regularly and take two days off a week. For a criminal police officer, no matter what vacation or what, it is very chaotic."

Takagi was on the verge of crying.

"but."

"Seeing Takagi-senpai's serious look at that time, I understood the charm of being a detective. So I don't regret it, and I was assigned to the investigation section."

His purpose of entering the police academy was to become a policeman.

"So, Takagi-senpai."

Ye Jiusheng smiled and said, "In the future, please give me more advice. I also want to learn to the extent that I can pass it on to younger generations one day."

Looking at the seriousness in the other party's eyes, Takagi couldn't help being moved.

This shows that the other party recognizes and accepts this profession.

If you just regard it as a job, the Metropolitan Police Department is indeed no different from a company.

But it is precisely because of persistence, having something to protect, and having the justice in the heart, that the profession of "policeman" has a halo.

"Let us work hard together!"

After that day, Takagi sharpened himself as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Since he is a senior, he must be stronger.

Only in this way can we become a qualified and good role model.

"Miwako, do you think Takagi is a little weird recently?"

"I've worked harder, isn't that good?" Sato was a little puzzled by the other party's meaning.

"No. I mean, since the intern came, Takagi seems to have been beaten. It feels like there must be some ulterior secret between the two of them."

Sato smiled, knowing that the other party had misunderstood.

"Takagi, he just wants to be a qualified senior."

(End of this chapter)