"They are arranged according to the order in which they entered the toilet..." Kikukawa Seiichiro ignored their shocked expressions and just said this.
"Um...why do you record these?" Edogawa Conan asked curiously.
It is still recorded in order, and even the order of entry and exit is marked.
Who in their right mind would do this?
You guys didn't know that someone was going to die, so you just waited here, right?
Manipulate the case behind the scenes and solve the case on the surface? Make it yourself and solve it yourself?
After hearing this question and seeing Edogawa Conan's suspicious eyes, several people from Silver Bullet exchanged looks with each other.
They recorded this, of course, to find the clues about the criminal Edogawa Conan.
Try to find the gang that is in contact with the other party.
And the deceased happened to be the one they suspected most.
Even at first they thought Edogawa Conan had killed someone.
Can you say these?
Of course not.
"We are practicing profiling." Jiang Shouhuang smiled and found a reason for himself and others.
It's a profile...
Edogawa Conan suddenly realized.
But does profiling need to record the order in which people enter the toilet?
It seems like you are practicing a very new kind of profiling.
Edogawa Conan's eyes were suspicious, but he also knew that the man in Silver Bullet didn't want to tell the truth to him, so he chose to shut up with great self-knowledge.
To be honest, after what happened when the bug was discovered, he didn't really want to appear in front of this group of people.
But these people acted as if nothing had happened, which made him feel relieved and at the same time even more uneasy.
It was as if there was a sword of Damocles hanging above his head, ready to fall at any moment.
However, the presence of silver bullets at the crime scene actually feels good.
The accuracy rate is high and it is unlikely to make wrong inferences.
Much better than the police and Uncle Maori.
And what he just mocked Officer Megure...
All I can say is that he is worthy of Hideki Morohoshi, the famous arrogant man who doesn’t show respect to others at Teidan Elementary School.
"Let me see...what this ordinary person refers to..." Officer Megure looked at the booklet recorded by Kikukawa Seiichiro with doubts in his eyes.
Ordinary people, people who know the boss, playboys, women with sunglasses...
But he did know the concubine's lawyer among them.
"It's him." Kikukawa Seiichiro pointed at an ordinary, unremarkable man.
"Isn't he ordinary enough?" he said.
"...Indeed..." Officer Megure looked at the person Kikukawa Seiichiro was pointing at, and there was no way he could unconscionably say that the person he was pointing at was extraordinary.
"Isn't he a typical playboy?" Kiyoshiro Kikukawa pointed to the man in the white suit again.
"...It's no problem..." Officer Megure looked at the man who exuded the aura of a romantic scumbag and couldn't refute.
"That man is an acquaintance who was sitting and chatting with the boss..." Kikukawa Seiichiro pointed to the tallest and most muscular man.
You elementary school students...are really good at giving nicknames.
"Ahem, in that case, according to the order, sir, you are the first to enter the toilet, followed by the deceased Ms. Himeno Yayoi..." Officer Megure told the order of each other entering the toilet...
"I think the murderer is that guy." Hideki Morohoshi looked at the tallest man.
That is, the boss's acquaintance.
"He was the last person to enter the toilet before the body was found, and he is indeed the most likely." Takizawa Susumu agreed.
Edogawa Conan's ears moved and his eyes fell on the tall man.
A flash of inspiration flashed through him, and he suddenly understood.
The next step is to find a way to reveal the answer to others.
How to reveal it...
Edogawa Conan is thinking.
"If it was an ordinary person or a concubine who killed someone, then the body would have been discovered long ago. The speed of blood spreading is not that slow." Hideki Morohoshi stood up and looked at the blood spreading out of the compartment.
"And if this guy had killed someone, the blood would not have spread like this, because the time he entered the toilet was too short. I'm afraid he only had enough time to strangle the person, and there was no time to finish the wound, and he didn't have any gloves or anything like that.
He has never left the toilet and has no time to dispose of these things..." Morohoshi Hideki looked at the man in the white suit again.
The other party nodded wildly.
Yes, yes, I can't be the murderer, I have absolutely no time to kill.
"The only person with the right time is you..." Hideki Morohoshi looked at the tall man, but he didn't know his name.
"His name is Dianshan Shisan." Aito reminded from the side.
"Yes, it's you, the guy with the greatest suspicion, Toyama Shisan." Hideki Morohoshi said firmly.
"It's not me...how can you slander me out of thin air without evidence..." Dianshan Shisan waved his hands frantically, resisting.
Slander! This is pure slander!
"This gentleman's injured hand before was obviously on his left hand, right? Why... is it his right hand that is wrapped up now?" The white-haired boy's voice was soft and calm.
Dianshan Shisan's eyes suddenly widened and he quickly hid his hands behind his back.
"Is this guy using a bandage to wrap his fingers? Speaking of which... it can not only be used to strangle people, but also used to tie the hilt of a knife..." Morohoshi Hideki suddenly realized and his eyes quickly fell on Toyama Shisan.
"But the specific technique..." Hideki Morohoshi lowered his head and thought.
I don’t know why, but the murderers’ methods of killing are so fancy that most people can’t understand what they think.
Just like normal people cannot understand mental illness.
"Is it possible..." The deceased was killed outside the cubicle?
Edogawa Conan was ready to remind him, but was interrupted.
"Mr. Toyama first killed Himeno-san, then wrapped a bandage around the handle of the knife and stabbed the knife into her chest. Then he threw the knife into her chest from above the compartment, and then used the bandage to insert the knife into her chest.
The knife was pulled out..." The white-haired boy holding the stuffed bear stood beside Hideki Morohoshi, his voice soft as if he was telling a beautiful fairy tale.
"That's why there are dripping blood stains on the compartment, instead of stained blood marks..."
"There should be Miss Himeno's blood on the bandage on Mr. Toyama's finger." He spoke of the bloody case in a fairy tale tone, which sounded like an absurd and scary fairy tale.
Edogawa Conan silently gave up the idea of revealing the topic...
I applauded Silver Bullet from my heart.
No need to give any hints, the case was solved in a tacit cooperation.
It's already excellent.
Better than most police officers and Uncle Maori.
He is as good as he was when he was a child.
but……
Are all sixth graders so strong now?
They don't look like elementary school students at all! They look even less like me than myself!
"Please cooperate with the investigation." Officer Megure stared at Toyama Shisan's finger.
"Damn it -" Seeing that his affair was exposed and exposed by such a few primary school students, Dianshan Shisan became angry and rushed towards the primary school students.
The tall and muscular man, weighing at least 200 kilograms, rushed towards several primary school students with an average height of 1.5 meters.
It is not difficult to imagine how miserable these elementary school students would be if they were caught.
"Hideki——" Officer Megure looked horrified.
A figure stood in front of the primary school students, and faced the strong man rushing towards him with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, which was neat and clean.
"Well done, Lawyer Fei." Officer Megure breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him.
He had just been raped for offending his boss.
Shoes are only one step away from being fired.
Thanks to the concubine Yingli who saved his future.
"Thank you." Morohoshi Hideki and others put away their impatient steps, maintained basic politeness, and thanked them perfunctorily.
A little polite, but nothing.
Edogawa Conan looked at their feet.
When the murderer rushed over just now, did Morohoshi Hideki and the others touch their shoes in unison?
And their perfunctory thank you also represents their confidence.
Even if no one stands in front of them, they believe that nothing will happen, so they don't care about the people who help them.
Maybe the help is unnecessary for them.
Could it be...
Are the shoes on their feet the same as mine?
Edogawa Conan looked down at his shoes.
If this is really the case...
Then it seems like... they really... don't need help.
If five people stepped forward together, the one who needed help might become the murderer.
Help may not be enough, and an ambulance may be needed.
Edogawa Conan thought with a heavy expression.
But this is just his guess. As for whether they are the same type of shoes as his, it is not yet certain.