Conan: "..." As early as when he discovered the gun, he had already suggested something was wrong. Unfortunately, he was fooled by this confused policeman - now he knows he is wrong, right?
However, at first glance, the mountain village police officer did not look repentant at all. Instead, he was flashing his starry eyes and secretly recording the video.
Conan: "…"
Compared to star chasing, shouldn’t you, a guy, pursue the truth and the truth first?!
Perhaps it was his resentment that made the mountain village police officer notice something. While pretending to be public and private, the policeman finally remembered something serious. He wondered: "Before the gunshots sounded, the gun was already placed opposite the valley - so the weapon that killed the dead was not actually it? But the bullets taken from the forehead of the deceased clearly matched the number of the rifle..."
Jiang Xia: "This starts with the murderer's method - this season, there are very few tourists in this hotel, only one staff member, and all the chores have to be handed over to him, so the front desk is often in a state of no one on duty.
"The murderer had expected this a long time ago. While the store manager was busy in other places, he easily stole the spare key of the guest room and sneaked into Room 301 where the deceased lived.
"While the deceased was not in the house, the murderer took off the mattress and stood it in front of the floor-to-ceiling window."
Suzuki Yuanko imagined the scene and was confused: "Did he... want to use a mattress to practice the murder process?"
Jiang Xia shook her head: "After putting down the mattress, the murderer went to the hunting management center to steal a hunting rifle and a hemp rope.
“He brought these two things to the opposite side of the valley, aimed at the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony of the deceased, and shot the deceased’s forehead with one shot.
"Then he threw the spear in place and tied a rope to the tree, creating the illusion that the 'murderer' would climb down the valley after committing the murder.
"Doing these things, the murderer hurried back to the hotel. He sneaked into the deceased's room again, took out the bullets from the heavy mattress standing by the window, put the mattress back in place, and put the sheets back on."
The young police officer from the forensic department was stunned and suddenly realized: "No wonder there was some strange brown fibers falling off beside the broken glass - it turned out that it was something in the mattress!"
Jiang Xia responded and continued: "After putting down the mattress, the murderer returned to the window and collected the broken glass on the ground. At the same time, he pulled up the curtains to cover the bullet holes in the glass so that the owner of the room would not be seen by the room owner.
"After secretly putting the spare key back to the front desk, the murderer returned to his room with bullets and glass fragments.
“He used an electric drill to drill spiral stripes at the tail of the bullet, and then used a file to sharpen the tip of the bullet and polished the bullet to what we see now.
"Then he took out the headless arrow he had prepared in advance and spun the bullet into the tip of the arrow. In this way, a cold weapon disguised as a hot weapon was ready."
Jiang Xia placed the photo of the bullet on the table: "Be prepared for these things, the murderer met with the others as if nothing had happened, and came to the garden restaurant to have dinner with everyone.
"As expected, not long after eating and drinking, Mr. Sakuoka was sent back to the room in advance.
"The murderer quickly made an excuse to leave the seat. He came to the third floor and easily knocked on Mr. Satsuoka's door because of his acquaintance.
"While the deceased was drunk and confused, he took out the crossbow and shot the specially made arrow into the forehead of the deceased.
"After killing Mr. Sagooka, the murderer swirled out the bullet-mounted arrow and left the bullets on the head of the corpse. Then he immediately moved the corpse to the window and posed for a tent that fell to the ground.
"Finally, just take out the glass fragments collected before, scatter them back below the crack of the floor-to-ceiling window, and then open the half curtain that blocks the gun hole, and then disguise the illusion of the dead being shot to death from outside the window.
"When the scene is arranged, it is inevitable that there will be sounds, but fortunately, the agent next door is taking a shower. The sound of water blocked the movements, and the murderer successfully completed his plan."
"After doing this, he left the crime scene as if nothing had happened."
“…”
This complex and whimsical murder plan put the hotel lobby into silence.
The Yamamura police officer savored this passage and finally came to a conclusion: "When the murderer was busy, the agent lady was taking a shower... In other words, it was not her?"
"Of course it's not me!" The female agent was still confused, but when she heard his words, she was furious, "If you say such words, be careful that I will sue you for slander!"
Yamamura shook his head in confusion: "Who is the murderer?"
Suddenly, a clapping sounded.
Everyone was shocked and looked in the sound and saw the screenwriter sitting in the corner lifting his head. His always-standard face suddenly showed a complicated smile.
The others were stunned and immediately understood something: "So you are the murderer?"
"I didn't say that." The screenwriter snorted and looked at Jiang Xia. "I just think that if this detective can write such a perfect plot, this is more suitable for writing TV scripts than me."
Belmode: "..." Then you feel quite awesome...
Judy: "..." Now isn't the time to comment on other people's abilities. Haven't you discovered that you have been living in the script all the time?
However, perhaps because of this vague feeling, the screenwriter suddenly felt this feeling?
...No matter what, since the script is mentioned and there are members of the organization nearby, this case is worthy of attention - I have to tell Xiuyi to let him check this person if he has time.
When a enthusiastic FBI works hard to help his teammates increase their workload.
Next to him, the detective said modestly: "I am not good at scripts. I just retell the script you wrote."
He looked at the screenwriter who jumped out before he finished speaking, and slowly continued in the other party's murderous gaze:
"After leaving the deceased's room, the screenwriter hid the real weapon, returned to everyone, and then called me based on the business card I sent before."
The screenwriter laughed: "You want to say that I pretended to be Sagoka and called you to create a proof of absence? - Unfortunately, this is impossible. The voices of our two people are much different, so I can't pretend to be his voice."
Jiang Xia took out his cell phone: "Unfortunately, I happened to be a habit of recording. Why not listen to the content of our phone number at that time?"
"??" The screenwriter's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously asked, "How can you record the audio?"
Jiang Xia looked at his old black and white screen phone, shook his head helplessly, and pressed to play.
Chapter completed!