Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 191 The Aggrieved She (Cause and Effect)

"what!"

When Qinghai Chuantang was taken to the police station, a man exclaimed.

He quickly walked up to Yonezuhisa and said, "Officer Yonezu, that's right. This man is Jingo Rino's stalker!"

stalker?
It's really uncomfortable for her to be blamed on her body.

At this time, the door was opened.

A middle-aged man wearing silver-rimmed oval glasses walked in.

"Good morning, sir!"

"morning."

The middle-aged man walked up to Yonezuhisa and said, "Samuda Masaki's judicial examination is over, I heard. It is concluded that he was injected with a high-purity stimulant, resulting in shock and death."

"It really was injected from the back of the hand." Qinghai Chuantang said as he leaned back on the sofa.

Then, she was brought into the tuning room.

Kawamura Hirofumi changed his clothes, walked in, and said straight to the point: "It's you, after seeing the wound on the back of Mr. Smuta's hand, you immediately said poison?"

From the rank badge on his police uniform, it can be seen that he is a deputy commissioner.

After speaking, he took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and began to wipe the lenses with a glasses cloth.

"How did you know that kind of thing so quickly?" Mizujiu asked.

Qinghai Chuantang explained: "His pain is unusual. And before the power outage, he was very healthy, so he would take it for granted?"

"Where were you when the power went out?"

"I didn't leave my seat, and everyone around me can testify. Speaking of which, Mr. Police Officer, did you investigate the cause of the power outage at that time?"

"The main switch has been disconnected." Mizujiu answered her question.

In other words, the criminal deliberately caused a power outage in order to murder Masaaki Samuda.

"I said you, the power was cut off to conceal the crime, isn't it obvious?"

Qinghai Chuantang couldn't help supporting his forehead, this is Kawamura Hirobumi, how did he become the deputy director?

"Of course not."

She explained: "The prisoner killed Mr. Smuta without showing up. But it is not good to be discovered when he is not present. In order to hide this, it is necessary to cut off the power."

After speaking, Qinghai Chuantang took out his pocket watch to check the time, and found that it was getting late.

Then he found an excuse and said, "I still have an appointment, so let's leave here."

Since it was an arbitrary question, it was not binding on her, so she could naturally leave.

"Wait for me!"

Kawamura Bowen stopped her, and said with a serious face: "You are an important reference person related to the two murder cases, how can you go back so easily?"

"It's okay to treat me as a suspect in the two cases. But is there any connection between the two cases? Are Mr. Smuta and Ms. Kyotou friends, or are they?"

Kawamura Hirofumi did not answer, but looked at Yonezuhisa and Xiao Akimoto aside.

Both of them lowered their heads and remained silent.

"For example, does Rino Kyoto have a hobby of writing haiku?"

There is no need to deliberately make things difficult for them, Qinghai Chuantang naturally gave a reminder, after all, she does not want to let the murderer go unpunished.

"Haiku?" Hirofumi Kawamura was puzzled after hearing this.

Mizujiu suddenly let out an "ah" and raised his head, as if thinking of something.

"There is, isn't it?"

Mizuki nodded.

Kawamura Hirofumi looked at him and blamed him in a low voice: "Really, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I'm really sorry."

"Then I'll take my leave." After speaking, Qinghai Chuantang immediately turned and left.

Otherwise, it will be late for lunch.

After coming to the street, Qinghai Chuantang felt that someone was following him, so he walked into a small shop at random.

After a while, he walked out immediately, went to the place where Mizujiu was hiding and said, "Mr. Police Officer, it's useless to follow me."

"No, it's not tailgating." Seeing that the other party misunderstood something, Mizujiu quickly explained: "It's just that I have some questions. I want to ask Miss Qinghai Chuan directly."

Yonezuhisa's question is actually very simple.

How did the prisoner stab the back of Masaaki Samuda's hand with an injection needle during a power outage and in total darkness?

"Where is Smuta's body now?"

"At his house now."

Yonezujiu said: "Tonight is a vigil, and tomorrow will be a funeral. In such a hot summer, you must want to have an early funeral, right?"

"I wonder if I can take a look at his body."

"Look at the remains? But."

"Some things must be confirmed." Qinghai Chuantang explained.

"See grandfather's body?"

"Yes, hopefully it will allow us to look into it."

"But, it's already in the coffin."

At this time, Muroyama Shinji and Miyagi Toshiyuki came over and said to him, "Mr. Police Officer, don't talk about irrelevant things."

"That's right. Even Mr. Police Officer, this is blasphemy against Mr. Smuta."

Muroyama Shinji glanced at Ji Zi, and said again: "You are too rude to Miss Ji Zi."

"That's right." Gong Mu Minzhi echoed.

"Please stop. No matter what you do, father will never come back." A woman in kimono walked over and said, and then left immediately.

"Anyway, if you want to do something about Mr. Smuta's body now."

"We will be very troubled." Ji Zi answered.

It looks a little impossible.

But there are some things that have to, or must be done.

What Qinghai Chuantang wanted to confirm was near the root of Samuda Masaki's thigh.If she guessed correctly, there should be another stab wound there.

"Hey Mizu, what are you doing here?"

Hirofumi Kawamura trotted over, followed by Xiao Akimoto and Uyama Masahide.

He pointed at Qinghai Chuantang and said, "That's the guy, take her away quickly."

"Miss Ji Zi, if the body turns into ashes, everything will be irreparable."

"Hey, shut up!"

Qinghai Chuantang, who was scolded by Yushan Changying, felt such aggrieved for the first time.

"The only thing that can tell the truth of the incident is your grandfather's body. That is Mr. Smuta's last message to you, Miss Himeko!"

She still wanted to do the last bit of struggle.

"Please wait!"

Ji Zi chased them out, called them back and said, "I want to check."

When the wooden door was pushed open, Ji Zi and her mother came out.

"how?"

Ji Zi nodded, and replied, "Indeed there are. There is a small black-red spot on the root of my grandfather's thigh."

So now, it is time to go to the Uchiko seat and demonstrate how the prisoner killed Masaaki Samuda.

This in itself is a simple trick.

But the key is not the technique, but the argument.

If there is no conclusive evidence, then the words are groundless and not enough to convince everyone.

"Is it okay to sit here?"

"Yes." Qinghai Chuantang nodded and said, "Then let's start."

Where Hirofumi Kawamura is sitting now is where Masaki Samuda used to be.

After coming to the inside of the stage, Qinghai Chuantang stood in front of the electric switch and said to the people rushing forward: "Officer Yonezu, I will leave this to you."

Then, she walked through a long path and said to the two staff members who had already been waiting, "Then, let's start."

The table was lowered, with Hirofumi Kawamura on it.

"Then, here we go."

After the voice fell to the ground, the stage was lifted back up again.

Qinghai Chuantang squatted down and pulled the omnipotent fishing line that had already been arranged.

The electric switch was pulled down at once, and the rope also slipped down.

In the current inner seat, it has become pitch black.

Then, from nowhere, she took out a bamboo stick and smiled sinisterly.

Following the slightly obvious gap, he inserted the bamboo stick in and poked Kawamura Hirofumi's buttocks.

"It hurts."

As Kawamura Bowen said, he instinctively stretched out his hand to touch the place where he was poked.

Seeing this opportunity, Qinghai Chuantang poked again, causing the back of the opponent's hand to be poked as well, calling out "pain".

After putting away the props, she walked up to Mizuhisa and said, "After 20 seconds, please pull up the main gate."

"it is good."

Saying that, Yonezu looked down at his watch and started counting down.

After Qinghai Chuantang came to the stage, the lights immediately turned on.

"How's it going?"

"What the hell are you guys?"

After glancing at Kawamura Bowen, Qinghai Chuantang looked at everyone again and said, "Do you understand? This is the way to kill Mr. Smuta."

"Oh, but it's amazing, Ms. Qinghaichuan's reasoning."

After the compliment, Mijinjiu said: "There is just one point. If I do the job of pricking the deputy director with a needle, it will be more perfect."

After finishing speaking, Yonezujiu laughed out loud, and even Himeko who was beside him couldn't help laughing.

"However, if the grandfather's funeral is held step by step, the truth will be reduced to ashes." Ji Zi looked at Qinghai Chuantang and said, "The possibility of finding the criminal will be gone, right?"

Qinghai Chuantang nodded.

"However, this is all due to Miss Ji Zi."

Without the decision made by the other party, she would not have been strong enough to do something disrespectful to the deceased.

"Where. At that time, Miss Tang, you said that it was the last message my grandfather left me. It touched my heart. Thank you very much."

After returning to the police station, Kawamura Bowen was furious.

Rubbing the back of his aching hand, he said dissatisfiedly: "Really. That Qinghai Chuan is so unreasonable!"

"Indeed." Yushan Changying echoed.

After sitting on the sofa, Hirofumi Kawamura immediately said: "Immediately ask the Tokyo Police Station to check if there is any criminal record."

"Decree! The idle guy over there is here. It's up to you. Contact the Metropolitan Police Department for me."

"Yes!"

Kawamura Hirofumi looked down slowly, turned his head to the side, rubbed the place where he was poked with his hands, and wailed softly: "It hurts."

When the darkness is about to fall.

The sky turned a grayish blue, giving people a feeling as if the dawn was breaking.

At this time, the landline in Songshan Police Station rang.

Kawamura Hirofumi immediately picked it up and said, "Hi, Criminal Division."

"Tokyo?"

He thought of something, sat on the table, and said casually: "Is there something about Qinghai Chuantang? How about it, have you figured it out? It's a travel reporter or something, just tap it casually, and the fox's tail will be exposed."

After finishing speaking, Kawamura Hirofumi laughed a few times.

But after hearing the response from the other end of the phone, his smile gradually faded.

He stood up immediately, his expression became serious, he kept nodding and bowing, and said "yes" repeatedly.

Travel reporter or something is indeed a cover and a fake identity.

But who would have expected that the origin of the other party would be like this
Can't afford to provoke.

　Aggrieved Tang...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)