Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

"Hey, you are one of the suspects after all, why are you listless?" Conan secretly poked Tang Ze leaning against the wall with his elbow.

Tang Ze sighed deeply: "Because it's very boring, this case."

"You have seen who the murderer is?" Conan frowned and swept across the faces of several suspects, "Then don't you point it out?"

"I have no evidence." Tang Ze shrugged and said to Dianshan Thirteen without any enthusiasm. "In fact, when the police follow the victim's interpersonal relationship investigation, he will be discovered soon."

Conan was a little surprised. In the last time at the art museum case, Tang Ze showed his meticulous observation ability of the scene, which made Conan classify Tang Ze into a type of detective similar to himself, focusing on physical evidence and reasoning. He heard from Tang Ze that "no evidence" but pointed out the murderer's conclusion that he did not expect.

"How can you see it without evidence? Intuition? Experience?" So he asked this.

"This is probably a love killing." Tang Ze said in a shocking way.

"What is your basis for judgment?" Eiri, who had been paying attention to Tang Ze, ended the police's inquiry, happened to walk to Tang Ze, and heard the second half of the conversation between the two of them.

Tang Ze nodded politely to her and answered her question first: "You may have heard of criminal psychology? It is a branch discipline of psychology, focusing on the behavior and psychological characteristics of criminals, analyzing possible laws and factors in criminal behavior to help justice and criminal investigation."

"So you draw the conclusion from the level of criminal psychology?" Fei Yingri looked at Tang Ze curiously. This is an angle she rarely hears as a lawyer. After all, the trial and judgment of criminal cases are mainly based on formed evidence links, and there are few cases where such auxiliary disciplines are used for indirect argumentation.

This is the new direction that Tang Ze established for himself after learning about the profession of Tang Ze and his wife. Even if he accidentally misses something he shouldn't know next time, he can fool him with psychological terms.

Don't ask, it's psychology.

Anyway, is the Kexue World? The dead in the Kexue World can leave fancy death information, the murderers in the Kexue World can come up with strange techniques to challenge classical physics, and the detectives in the Kexue World can also crack the techniques with one flash of inspiration. The psychologists in the Kexue World can discuss the truth like they can read the mind, which is also a beaver thing, right?

And strictly speaking, this statement is true. Isn’t the monster of the mind a profession that physically solves psychological problems? As long as it can solve psychological problems, he is a psychologist, so he is nothing wrong.

"Using a sharp weapon to 'assassinate', just like the murderer in this case," Tang Ze gestured a move to hold something and stab it downward. "In criminal psychology, this is a 'sexual' injury action. Using this action to kill women can even be a profile for the murderer's lack of sexual ability in some serial murder cases. The murderer is very likely to have a relationship with the deceased. In addition--"

Tang Ze pointed at the door that was pulled down by himself and placed desolately by the wall. This time, Conan didn't need to climb up to observe, and the blood spots on the top were clearly visible.

"If the murderer has no direct interpersonal relationship with the deceased, there is no need for him to disguise the scene as a robbery and murder. It is not difficult to lock in the murderer."

Tang Ze turned his head and looked at the Thirteenth Dianshan who was sweating.

There are currently four people who have entered the bathroom. The long-haired man who was scared by Tang Ze in the end was only three who could barely be considered the suspect.

Tang Ze, who is still a high school student, and Huang Yuyi, who seems to be beaten up by the paper, does not look like he may have an emotional dispute with the deceased.

"You have to be responsible for speaking, kid." Dianshan Thirteen said in a rough voice, "I am a regular customer of this store. I just came to chat with the store manager. I don't know this woman, and I definitely can't climb in with my body shape. How could it be that I committed the crime!"

Compared with the thin Huang Yuichi and the slender Tang Ze, the standard paper man, Dianshan Thirteen is considered a tiger-back and bear-waist, and is the only one of the three who cannot squeeze in from above.

But after seeing the small blood spot pointed out by Tang Ze, Conan's brain ran a while, and ignored the quibbling Thirteen of the Dianshan, and said loudly: "The one who climbed through the door was not the murderer at all! It was the corpse!"

After shouting, he glanced at Eiri and Ran Mori and remedyed: "Ah, is it Brother Tangze?"

With Conan's consciousness, we can't blame Ran Maori for starting to doubt his identity so quickly. Tang Ze glanced at him and nodded casually: "That's right. So Mr. Thirteen of Tanshan, you are also likely to commit a crime. Considering that the murderer's power is enough to throw an adult woman in the door, you are even more likely to commit a crime than Mr. Yuichi."

Fei Yingri picked up the physical evidence bag containing the murder weapon from the policeman, held it up and flipped it, saying, "The condition of the murder weapon is also very strange. If the murderer held it and committed the murder, the hilt of the knife would not have been stained with blood like this."

"There is a strange blank space at the bottom of the blade, which seems to have been blocked before." Conan also looked at it.

"So the murderer stabbed the victim to death first, and then stuffed the person through the door into the single room..."

"……I tied it to the knife in advance with a rope and then pulled it from the outside, allowing the blood of the deceased to spray out in the single room."

The two of them began to sort out their techniques, and when Tang Ze no longer disturbed the reasoning there, he stood in the direction of the bathroom door in advance.

When Conan pointed at the bandage he wrapped in his hand in naive tone and asked why he took off his wedding ring but his middle finger was wrapped, Thirteen of the Palace Mountain could not hold back, and his expression gradually became ferocious. He pushed away the Concubine Eiri who was blocking her and tried to escape.

You are waiting for!

Tang Ze was excited, and he set off his posture and raised his hand and punched him, and swung his head towards the door of Dianshan Thirteen.

Behind Tang Ze, looking at the fierce look on Dianshan Shisan's face, Mori Ran let out a short scream and raised his leg and kicked Dianshan Shisan's abdomen.

Behind the Thirteenth Temple of the Palace Mountain, Eiri Fei also elbowed him in the back, trying to knock him down and hold him down.

Standing on the side, Conan looked at the Thirteenth Temple of the Palace Mountain in horror as he was attacked from the front and back. With a very painful scream, his whole body seemed to be bent into several sections, and then he fell down without any suspense, looking very uneasy.

Hiss... He couldn't help but reach out and press his face and abdomen, feeling the violent phantom pain.

If you get this, the effect is probably similar to the wave being intercepted in the middle...

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