Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 125 Perjury of Alibi
Xia Yayejia is a regular customer in the store and often comes to take care of the business.

"On the day of the incident, she made an appointment at 3 o'clock and stayed here for about an hour."

In the notebook, it was indeed recorded as she said.

"That's right."

Yoshie Tomimoto, who was originally sitting on the sofa, ran over.

"I saw Yega sitting there when I came to deliver the circulation board that day."

"Is she wearing a ring then?"

"I'm wearing it," said Yoshie Tomimoto with great confidence, "It's that big, rose-shaped ring, right?"

Lin Tianzhi nodded, agreeing with the other party's statement.

"Are you sure, is that Ms. Xia Ya herself?"

"That's right."

Yoshie Tomimoto looked at Eko Hayashida with a smile, and continued, "Besides, it was raining heavily that day, and there were no other customers in the store."

"rain?"

Sera Masumi captured the key information, "When did you start playing?"

"Around 3 o'clock." After thinking for a while, Yoshie Tomimoto replied.

Lin Tianzhi nodded, and said in agreement: "Yes, it suddenly became bigger."

"What time did the rain stop?"

"5 point."

Yoshie Tomimoto remembers this very clearly: "Just after the rebroadcast of "Love and Love" was over, the rain suddenly stopped."

From the day of the incident to the present.

Except for that day, it has not rained for seven consecutive days.

Looking at the query results on the phone, Sera Masumi showed a confident smile.

"I already know who the murderer is."

At this time, Qinghai Chuantang just took a bite of the rose roll.

And Shiliang Zhenchun just discovered that the two bags in her hand were really only bags left.

She couldn't help complaining: "Sister Xiaotang, is your stomach a bottomless pit?"

Qinghai Chuantang shook his head.

"I just have a different-dimensional pocket."

After she finished speaking, she took out several packaged rose rolls from her shallow pocket.

It's like Doraemon's pocket.

Shiliang Zhenchun almost doubted whether the other party could take any door out of it.

Soon, everyone was gathered near the warehouse as a venue for the reasoning show.

I don't know where Qinghai Chuantang borrowed a few chairs and formed a circle, as if gathering at a bonfire.

"The key to this case was very obvious from the very beginning. That is, why the murderer cut off the head and two arms of the corpse and took them away."

"Actually, I already know the answer."

Detective A said: "The face and arms of the corpse have some kind of evidence that can prove who the murderer is. Therefore, the murderer wanted to destroy the evidence"

"In order to destroy the evidence, it would be better to bury the whole body in the nearby forest."

Shiliang Zhenchun clearly rejected the other party's conjecture.

"Then why did the murderer do it?"

Detective B raised his hand and raised his doubts.

Like a curious baby in the classroom who is eager for knowledge and nourishment.

There are 102 branch offices in Tokyo.

Serious and violent crimes that these sub-bureaus cannot handle are handled by the Metropolitan Metropolitan Police Department's First Search Division.

And if this time, it is proved that Dashichizuo is not the murderer, and the real criminal is found. Then they in the branch office can finally kill the spirit of the headquarters.

Maybe even walking is windy.

"In order to eliminate their own suspicions, use them to create the illusion of conjugal love."

After finishing speaking, Shiliang Zhenchun turned and looked at him: "Am I right, Mr. Xia Ya Yizhao?"

Qinghai Chuantang was taken aback on the spot, almost dropping the rose roll in his hand to the ground.

All eyes were on him.

Xia Ya Yizhao seemed to be belatedly aware.

"What? Wait, what did you say?"

He didn't seem to realize that the murderer the other party was referring to was himself.

"When I went to your house, I felt something was wrong."

Shiliang Zhenchun explained: "The wallet left by Ms. Xia Ya is full of receipts, which are randomly placed in the wallet. So I don't think she is a meticulous person."

On the contrary, the room was tidy and tidy.

So it came to mind that Xia Yayega did not give up her life to support her husband.

Instead, all the housework is pushed to the husband.

"No. Yega is really my ideal."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shiliang Zhenchun.

"Did she rape you?"

Xia Ya Yizhao closed his mouth and glanced down.

"The bruise on your calf was caused by your wife, right?" Shiliang Zhenchun continued.

Detective A walked over and rolled up the other party's trouser legs, exactly as she said.

"If there are bruises in other places, it is easy to be found during the game, so your wife keeps doing it there. And the buttocks and other places."

"Excuse me."

As he said that, Detective A really reached out to verify the authenticity.

"it hurts!"

Xia Ya Yizhao called out immediately, and slapped the opponent's hand away.

"As a professional boxer, it is really hard for you to admit that you have been subjected to domestic violence. You have been pretending to be a boxer who is supported by his wife selflessly."

Therefore, there is a sufficient motive for killing.

"But, I have an alibi."

Xia Ya Yizhao stood up immediately, and retorted: "Didn't Yejia go to buy some snacks at 5 o'clock? And at that time, I was on my way to Tokyo to watch the game at 6 o'clock. How could I kill her?" !"

He almost snarled the last sentence.

"It is indeed impossible."

Sera Masumi smiled and took a step forward, "If the woman who went to the dim sum shop is really Ms. Char."

Mikami remembered only the ring.

So as long as you ask other women for help, a substitute is easy to do.

"The glass window at the scene of the crime is stained with blood splashed from the broken corpse."

"What does that mean?"

At this time, Xia Ya Yizhao finally calmed down a little, and sat back on the chair.

"Only one window of the warehouse was stained with blood. That is to say, the window was open at the time of the incident, so blood should have splashed out of the window."

However, there was no blood on the concrete floor under the window.

Most likely, it was washed away by rain.

But for a week after the incident, it didn't rain at all.

"In other words, Ms. Xia Ya was killed when it rained from 3 to 5 that day."

Xia Yayejia was last seen when she walked out of the beauty salon at 4 o'clock.

If she was killed immediately afterwards, Xia Ya Yoshiaki would indeed be able to catch up with the game in Tokyo at 6 o'clock, and the alibi would not be established.

"Wait, wait a minute."

Xia Ya Yizhao's expression looked a little aggrieved and helpless, as if he had been wronged.

"Why am I cutting off my head and hands? I'm not that interested!"

"In order to pretend that the husband and wife are in love."

Sera Masumi expressed his reasoning: "That day, after you finished your part-time job, you called out your wife and killed her. After cutting off her head and hands, you went straight to Tokyo."

After returning home at night, in order to put the blame on Dashichizuo, he pretended to have stolen the blackmail photo.

But in this way, if a judicial appraisal is carried out, the fact that the wife does not usually do housework will be exposed, and she will be suspected.

So, with my severed hand, I touched all the places that housewives usually touch, and the fingerprints were stained.

"Then, use your dead wife's head to forge the intimate video of the morning of the incident."

Finally, the relics of Xia Yayega, as well as the disassembled head and arms, were placed at the door of Dashichizuo's house.

"As long as he sorts out his female relationships, he will definitely be able to find his substitute accomplice."

Detective A stood up and wanted to take him away.

"Mr. Xia Ya, let's talk about the rest in the bureau."

"No, she made a mistake!"

Xia Ya Yizhao, who was about to be dragged away, struggled, "Let me go! I have evidence! There is a follow-up to that video!"

The first half is exactly the same as what I saw at Xia Ya's house before.

But what happened next surprised Shiliang Zhenchun.

Xia Yayega opened his eyes and said, "Are you disgusting?"

Immediately afterwards, there was a carp rolling, and when he got up, he was teaching love to Xia Ya Yizhao's ass.

"This is not the head, but I was reprimanded."

Xia Ya Yizhao pointed to the video and said.

"Then why did you cut off her head?"

"I told you, I didn't do it!"

Xia Ya Yizhao put the phone back in his pocket, as if he had made up his mind, he decided to tell the truth.

"Actually, she beat me with fists and kicks"

All of them looked at him expectantly.

"Instead it excites me."

Simply, he went all out: "I am the one who has this kind of interest."

Qinghai Chuantang said with a look of shock: "Do you have a tendency to be abused?"

"It's not a tendency!" Xia Ya Yizhao roared, "I just like being abused!"

The crowd was stunned.

Detective B coughed lightly and said, "In this case, we have no choice but to."

As he spoke, he walked towards the Dashichi seat.

"Please wait."

Qinghai Chuantang stopped him, "The truth of the matter is actually only one step away."

The person who went to dim sum was indeed Shaya Yega's stand-in.

The rain washed away the blood because the time of the incident was before the rain stopped at 5 o'clock, and these are also correct.

But if according to Shiliang Zhenchun's reasoning, the murderer committed the murder when it was raining, a question would arise.

"It rained heavily that day, accompanied by strong winds, and the rain should have been blown into the warehouse. But why did the prisoner not close the windows, but conduct the autopsy in the wind and rain?"

Sera Masumi thought about what the other party said.

A guess soon came to mind.

"Could it be that it didn't rain when the incident happened?"

Qinghai Chuantang nodded, "Indeed."

Rain washed away the blood, but it was not raining at the time of the incident.In other words, the time when Xia Yayega was killed was before 3 pm, before it rained.

"But, isn't Ms. Xia in the barber shop from 3:4 to [-]:[-]?"

"This shows that Miss Lintian from the barber shop provided false testimony."

Qinghai Chuantang looked at her: "In other words, the prisoner is you, Miss Lin Tianzhi."

Everyone's eyes shifted to Lin Tianzhi.

"Wait a moment!"

Yoshie Tomimoto stood up and defended him, "I saw her at that time too. Ms. Xia was indeed in the store that day."

Shiliang Zhenchun was taken aback for a moment, but seemed to think of something, with a surprised expression.

"Could it be that"

Xia Yayega came to the warehouse before it rained at 3 pm.

Then he was killed by Hayashida Eko, and the body was decomposed on the spot.

Blood spattered out the window, but was washed away by the rain that followed at three o'clock.

After Hayashi Tianeko took back his head and hands, he boldly forged his alibi.

The time when Yoshie Tomimoto brought the publicity board may have been agreed in advance.

"That's it, Ms. Lin Tian made an alibi."

And the substitute who went to the dim sum shop was naturally Eko Hayashida.

Adding another layer of insurance seems to be less suspicious than being the ultimate witness.

"You might as well investigate carefully. The chairs in the barber shop and the mannequins used for practice are very likely to detect the victim's blood."

Qinghai Chuantang looked at her again: "You are the murderer, right?"

Lin Tianzhi didn't speak, just glanced around quietly, then stood up suddenly, as if wanting to run away.

But he was stopped by Shiliang Zhenchun, who had quick eyesight and quick hands.

Lin Tianzhi gave up the idea of ​​running away, turned around and looked at the crowd, and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Three years."

Her expression turned sad in an instant, "I've been blackmailed by her for three full years. It's all that woman's fault, it's that woman!"

In the end, Lintian Zhizi was taken away by the police, and Dashi Chizuo successfully cleared his grievances and regained his freedom.

Before leaving, Takehisa bowed solemnly to thank the two.

Enduring slander and slander and being alone and helpless, she is finally saved now.

"Have you been aware of the truth of the case from the very beginning? You know that it hasn't rained for a week, so you have already noticed the model."

It sounded as if she had understood everything early on.

Qinghai Chuantang smiled.

"I don't have such a thing as prophecy. Everything is just a coincidence."

"coincide?"

Sera Masumi is deeply suspicious of this, is there really such a coincidence in the world?

Qinghai Chuantang explained: "According to the wind speed, air humidity, and cloud level, it can be analyzed whether it has rained recently. And I just mentioned it in passing."

"What about the model?"

Qinghai Chuantang spread his hands helplessly and said, "My ex-boyfriend used to have really long blond hair. It's just that his worries gradually faded away, and his hair turned gray overnight. But..."

She smiled and said, "Actually, I like his white hair better."

In this regard, Shiliang Zhenchun was very puzzled, and even a little bit incomprehensible.

So he asked, "Why?"

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple hairs are more common, while white hairs are usually only found in the generation of grandparents when they are on the street.

This caused Shiliang Zhenchun to have a misunderstanding about the age of the other party's ex-boyfriend.

"If you think he is old, if you think he doesn't take a bath."

This time, the misunderstanding deepened.

Why do young women like older men?
Is it because of love, or is it for writing your name in the insurance beneficiary column?

Is this a distortion of human nature, or a loss of morality?

Shiliang put his innocent hands on her shoulders, like an adult, and said earnestly: "Sister Xiaotang, you look young, good-looking, and capable. How many young talents are you not chasing after?"

Qinghai Chuantang was very moved when he heard this.

"Mainly I like older ones."

As long as they fit together, there is actually no problem for up and down 5000 years.

She silently added in her heart.

(End of this chapter)