Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

When everyone came to Boss Jingu's room, the room was in a mess and the floor was littered with broken cell phones.

"Damn it! Who did this?"

"The first edition book is missing too!" the waitress said anxiously. The safe next to the cabinet was open, but it was empty and the valuable book was nowhere to be found.

Mao Li didn't care about the first edition of the book that had nothing to do with him. Instead, he looked at his damaged cell phone with his eyes twitching.

This is the most advanced mobile phone on the market that he bought for a better job. It has only been less than a month since he got it...

"I checked the remaining car in the garage as well,"

Mao Li suppressed the urge to beat up the criminal and explained to everyone, "It has been tampered with and cannot be started. Even the fuel in the tank has leaked out... It seems that someone intends to trap us here."

"How could this be?"

Everyone turned pale.

"Hehe," the bespectacled man Tojukento laughed, "Just as I expected, someone murdered the boss, and may continue to kill people! Isn't that right, Detective Maori?"

Mao Li glanced at the man with glasses, ignored the clown, looked around at everyone and said, "Anyway, since the murderer is among us, we can find out with a thorough investigation. Who was the last person to see Boss Jingu? Can you all tell us?"

"The last time we saw the boss was the night before yesterday, wasn't it? After that, everyone went back to their rooms to write their tests."

"I haven't seen the boss since last night." The waitress also shook her head.

"Ok?"

Mao Li was stunned. "Aren't you responsible for the boss's meals? Why didn't you tell me that the boss was missing?"

The waitress complained: "But the boss has been on a diet recently and has been eating healthy food in his room..."

"Damn it! He'll be missing for the whole day, and we won't even know when he was killed!"

Several Sherlock Holmes fans also started discussing:

"What might be captured on the surveillance camera..."

"I'm sorry," the waitress had to pour cold water on him, "The camera is fake. It's a fake machine installed every year when this event is held."

Maori stood silently aside. The last time he saw his boss was around ten o'clock the night before. According to Conan's description, the car drove from the warehouse to the cliff at around 3:30 in the morning.

Boss Jingu died during this period...

Mauli stroked his chin.

When he was a policeman, he had a good colleague who was a forensic doctor, so he learned a lot about corpses from him. For example, rigor mortis - generally speaking, the body begins to stiffen within 30 minutes to 2 hours after death, and will become stiff all over after 9 to 12 hours, and will continue to be stiff for the next 30 hours, and then will gradually soften, and return to its original state after about 70 hours.

If Conan's observation is correct, the store manager who was sitting in the car at the time was completely stiff, and the time of the murder should have been 9 to 12 hours ago, that is, before dinner last night...

"Uncle Detective,"

Ooki Ayako suddenly came up to Maori and asked, "Did you look for traces of the air conditioner being turned on? Did you find anything?"

Mao Li turned around and saw the sexy Ooki Ayako, frowned and took a step back: "No, I didn't find anything."

"is it?"

Oki Ayako chuckled when she heard this, lit a cigarette with her lighter, and said confidently, "I already know who the murderer is, and I also have decisive evidence about the method he used!"

"What did you say?"

Everyone looked at the maturely dressed female college student in surprise.

"You already know?"

"I'll give you 10 minutes," Ooki Ayako exhaled a puff of smoke and walked out of the room, turning back and saying meaningfully, "If you don't want me to say your name, you'd better bow your head and confess your guilt first!"

"Ayako, where are you going?"

The man with glasses, Tou Juyanto, said anxiously.

"To the bathroom."

"If you act alone, the murderer will..."

"Hmph, you should protect me, right?"

Ooki Ayako said indifferently.

The man with glasses hurriedly chased Oki Ayako out of the room, leaving Maori speechless and thoughtful.

Whether it was various film and television works or his experience as a detective, they all told him that people like Oki Ayako who were deliberately mysterious were most likely about to be killed.

But then again, neither Maori himself nor Conan have any clues about the murderer at the moment, but a college student like Oki Ayako has directly identified the murderer himself. This is really a very strange thing - it's not that Maori underestimates Oki Ayako, but he believes in Conan and his own reasoning ability more.

After thinking it over, Maori felt that there was only one possibility - that Ooki Ayako had clues that the rest of them didn't know.

According to the current situation, Maori believes that the clue that Oki Ayako holds is most likely related to her boyfriend, Toju Kento - after all, when she said that just now, the latter's reaction was the biggest among everyone present, and the relationship between the two of them is indeed likely to lead her to grasp some clues about the other party...

"Will she be okay?"

High school physical education teacher Ikuo Kawazu was a little worried. As a Sherlock Holmes fan who was able to come on this trip, he had also read a lot of mystery works. Oki Ayako was too similar to the people who were seeking death in those works.

"It's not that easy for something to go wrong. She's not a fool! Now that everyone is here, and the people of Tojuken are here to protect her, if the murderer dares to do something wrong, won't he confess himself?"

Mr. Fujisawa glanced at Maori and said, "However, even a famous detective can be useless sometimes. A case was solved by an amateur girl first..."

Maori ignored Fujisawa's somewhat provocative words, but turned his head away and continued to think silently.

As for the case itself, he hasn't figured out what's going on yet, and Conan is probably about the same.

"Can I ask you something?"

Mao Li suddenly swept his eyes across the room, "Did you have any relationship with Boss Jingu in the past?"

"Detective, are you trying to investigate the motive for the murder?"

Mr. Fujisawa was quite knowledgeable about detective reasoning. He snorted, "I did know Mr. Jingu before, and I had quarreled with him a few times, but that was entirely because we both admired Sherlock Holmes so much. I also helped him a little when he was going to publish that book..."

"Book?"

Everyone in the room focused their attention on Mr. Fujisawa.

"It's the book he published at his own expense last year. The title seems to be 'The Laugh of Irene Yadra'," Mr. Fujisawa said angrily when he saw everyone's suspicious look. "He said he would give me a ticket for this trip, so I wrote a part of it in the book... Anyway, it's impossible for me to have a motive to kill."

Mao Li did not believe Fujisawa's words, but stared at him closely: "But it seems that you and the boss are the only old acquaintances. Is it possible that you had a dispute over the first edition of the book, so you killed the boss?"

"Don't, don't joke around! Wouldn't it be easy to arouse suspicion if I did this?"

Mr. Fujisawa gritted his teeth and said, "The murderer must have known that the boss and I were the only ones who knew each other, so he wanted to frame me..."

"actually,"

The waitress suddenly said, "Miss Ohmu also knows the boss. Miss Ohmu's father and the boss are old friends, so she participates in this event every year."

"Ms. Ohki too?"

Maori frowned even more tightly - if Oki Ayako herself was the murderer, then it was not surprising that she felt fearless before, because she was the murderer, so she didn't have to worry about anything at all.

Just as Maori was thinking this, the man with glasses came in from the door. Everyone gathered around him and asked anxiously, "Where is Miss Oki? Did she say anything?"

"Ah? I did ask about this."

The man with glasses was frightened by everyone's vicious gazes and stammered, "But she said she couldn't even tell me, so she hid in the bathroom..."

"Damn it, I think she is the murderer!"

"Come to think of it," Xiaolan recalled, "Miss Ayako seemed strange yesterday. After lunch, I saw her in the corridor, panicking, and hiding something behind her. It seemed like a Sherlock Holmes test question..."

"That woman! She didn't have lunch yesterday... Could it be that she wanted to plagiarize while we were away? If the boss finds out, she'll have a motive."

"It's indeed very suspicious. It seems like she knew from the beginning that the surveillance camera was fake."

Everyone was talking about it, looking like they already knew the truth, which gave Maori a headache.

All these people at the scene are suspicious, and the mystery of Boss Jingu's "suicide" has not been solved yet...

"No matter what," Maori looked at the man with glasses and said, "Mr. Toju should not leave Miss Oki alone..."

"It should be okay, right?" The man with glasses said nonchalantly, "The suspect is already in this room anyway, so as long as everyone stays here, nothing will happen."

"But she took too long in the bathroom, didn't she? It's been more than 20 minutes..."

“S-Surely not?” Everyone looked shocked, “Go check it out…”

"Don't mess around," Mao Li stopped everyone and said, "Ms. Oki should be fine. I'll go ask her. Everyone stay here and don't go out."

He didn't want these suspects to act arbitrarily. Although he also thought the man with glasses was suspicious, what he said made some sense. If everyone stayed in the room, Miss Oki would actually be safer. On the contrary, if everyone went out, it might not be the same.

After all, whether it was the previous case of the daughter of the Shijing family or the earlier case of the murder of a diplomat, the criminals had precedents and might have committed the crime when there were many people and chaos.

Mao Li doesn't want to be teased by the murderer like this...

After walking through the corridor and finding the restroom, Mao Li frowned and knocked hard on the restroom door: "Ms. Oki, are you in there?"

"What are you doing?"

Ooki Ayako opened the door with dissatisfaction. When she saw that it was Maori, she chuckled and said, "It's you, great detective. If you want to ask me about the murderer, you may be disappointed. I just thought about it in the bathroom, and it seems that I made a mistake."

"Made a mistake?"

Maori felt that Oki Ayako seemed to be hiding something.

"sorry."

Ooki Ayako smiled, turned and walked towards the other room where everyone was.

Mao Li shook his head secretly and reminded: "Before the truth comes out, stay with everyone. It's too dangerous to be alone..."

Oki Ayako waved her hand: "Well, there won't be any more murders."

The corridor fell silent as Ooki Ayako left. Maori frowned even more deeply: "Are you so sure?"

This woman is acting weird and is becoming more and more suspicious...

However, assuming she is not the murderer, perhaps she discovered something when she was cheating and copying yesterday at noon.

Everyone's bedrooms were not locked, so Maori walked into Oki Ayako's room first, but found nothing. He didn't even know where the test paper was.

"Uncle," Conan followed her into the room with a serious look, "You also think there's something wrong with her, right? What you said before and after is completely different."

"No way, who knows what she is thinking, women's hearts are like needles in the sea."

Mao Li said helplessly, "What are you saying? There won't be any more murders..."

"boom--!"

Suddenly there was a loud explosion outside, and the whole house shook. The fire from the window lit up the room red.

……

Outside the hotel, the blazing flames illuminated everyone's face. Everyone looked at the garage engulfed in flames like puppets. The fire was merciless, and by the time it was put out with a fire extinguisher, the garage had been burned beyond recognition.

Maori looked at the charred corpse in the car with a serious face.

Looking back, it seemed like Oki Ayako was asking for trouble. In fact, it was because she was too confident and thought she had everything under control. This woman was a detective fan like everyone else. She must have seen many victims, but she couldn't see clearly when it was her turn in real life.

But no matter what she thinks, the murderer is so bold and cruel.

"Judging from her clothes and body shape, it must be her, but why would she come here alone?"

"She said she was going for a walk outside, and that there wouldn't be any more murders," Xiaolan watched the man with glasses hugging the body in pain, tears welling up in her eyes, "He was fine just now..."

Looking at Xiaolan like this, Huibara hesitated for a moment and held her hand.

"Ai-chan..."

"It's too late to say anything now. It seems the murderer wants to silence the witness..."

Maori carefully checked the scene and only found Oki Ayako's lighter in the back seat of the car with the lid open, as if Oki Ayako had set herself on fire.

"Everyone, you should all understand now that this is not a mystery, but something that truly concerns your lives, so if you have any clues, don't hide them like Ms. Oki did."

Maori said sternly.

Mr. Fujisawa and the others were still a little pale, and they all looked at Maori with fear and anxiety: "But, we were all in the hotel when the garage exploded. Could it be that Miss Oki also committed suicide?"

"Could it be the boss?" Physical education teacher Ikuo Kawazu said with cold sweat, "If the boss who rolled his car off the cliff in the first incident was just faking his death, then everything fits together..."