Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 601 Let's play a show, please ask for a monthly ticket (〃〃)
"Mr. Ogami got potassium cyanide on his thumb when he was holding the teacup, and he died on the spot after biting his thumb. When we entered the restaurant, we chose seats at random.

"In other words, potassium cyanide was probably painted on all the teacups, and each of our hands is now also stained with potassium cyanide.

"With that hand, when you hold a coin that's covered in patina, there's a redox reaction that causes the coin to brighten.

"Grandma Qianjian took the rust-stained coin far away from her first, probably because she was worried that if it was taken away by someone else, the person who got it would see the brightening of the coin and find that everyone's hands were stained. Potassium cyanide."

The cowboy detective laughed: "And if this fact is exposed, she won't be able to plan to kill me."

Speaking of this, he shook his hand, looked at "Jiangxia" and Toru Amuro who had just returned: "During the time you were out, we briefly checked each room.

"Under the pillows in every guest room, there are guns hidden for us to kill each other. On the doorknob of the central control room, there is a killing device that ejects poisonous needles when you twist it... In addition, the old woman has probably already chosen it." My 'mode of death' - I just need to relax and smoke with my hand soaked in potassium cyanide, and the poison will kill me in no time."

...Qianjian Xiangdai was probably blinded by the treasure, and only wrote the murder script for fun, without considering the success rate of playing tricks against a group of detectives.

"However..." Guntian Yumei sighed, "The problem now is how to ask her the way to leave here. I can't arrest her and torture her to extract a confession—even if I did, I feel like she wouldn't tell. "

Speaking of this, a voice suddenly floated down from above his head.

—someone who fits into their conversation quite naturally:

"Since this is the case, why don't you act according to her wish and give her the scene of 'killing each other' that she wants to see. Then when 'death' leaves me alone, I will help you find out the way to get out of here." method……"

"?!"

The detectives froze for a moment, then raised their heads abruptly, looking diagonally upwards in shock.

On the second floor, on the open-air balcony diagonally facing here, there was an extra person at some point.

The young man in black leaned casually on the railing. Seeing everyone raised their heads, he raised his hand and pushed the light-colored sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of slightly smiling eyes that were deeper than the night sky.

"..." It was "Kurosawa Zuo" who was dismissed by them with excuses just now.

... the companion of Granny Qianjian.

"Did you just dismiss me because you were worried that I was her accomplice?"

The young man seemed to be able to read minds, precisely puncturing what everyone was thinking about.

Under the vigilant and surprised gaze of the detectives, he stretched out his hand, jumped down from the balcony lightly, and then walked towards the crowd and blended into them very naturally:
"Actually, don't be nervous. I knew her only a few hours ago, and I took a ride in her car on the way here-speaking of it, the friendship between us is far better than that of you familiar detectives. Much lighter."

"..." Others recalled Chigen's relationship with "Kurosawa Sato" before, and were skeptical, "But she seems to take care of you..." Are you really her grandson or something like that?
"We're not related."

The wind in the mountains is very strong, even under the wide awning, there are still fine raindrops falling in.

Uzo took off his wet sunglasses and explained the confusing relationship between the old and the young:

"The old lady seemed to take good care of me, just because in her eyes, I was a terminally ill traveler who committed suicide in the mountains - she thought that like her, my life was not long, and I was destined to die here, so It was only for a short time that I developed feelings...well, probably, although she didn't say it, but I guess it should be. Her pity and killing intent hidden behind her sympathy are too obvious."

"..." There are a lot of slots and points in this sentence.

The detectives looked at him complicatedly, not knowing what to say for a while.

In the eerie silence, Uzo leisurely wiped off the water from his sunglasses and put them back on the bridge of his nose.

Finding that it was soon wet by the rain again, he simply flicked it up, put the sunglasses on the top of his head, and at the same time pressed down the curly hair that was blown by the mountain wind.

Then he continued with what he said just now: "Judging from the results of your search of the villa, even if you really found the treasure, Grandma Qianjian might not let the person who solved the puzzle leave here as she promised.

"But if it were me who asked the question, facing someone like me who has no desire to survive but only wants to know 'how to escape from this deep forest island' out of curiosity, she might regard the escape method as a puzzle Answer the riddle, answer it for me—after all, you detectives seem to like to answer other people’s questions, if I remember correctly, Granny Qianjian is also a famous detective, so she should also have this habit.”

"..."

Several detectives who "knew that the other detectives had also deduced the general situation, but when they were at the door just now, couldn't help explaining their own reasoning carefully" all fell silent, feeling an arrow in their hearts.

They do enjoy the thrill of telling a mystery.But, but there is a reason for this - there must be a pair of answers, otherwise, if someone pretends to understand, it will affect the plan...

Speaking of which, the term "you detectives"... always sounds a bit weird, like something that the villain who stands on the opposite side of the detective likes to say, such as that Kaitou Kidd.

In addition...

Toru Amuro frowned, and picked out another key word in his words: "Terminally ill? Come here to commit suicide?"

"Just saying it casually." Wu Zuo glanced at the wreckage of the vehicle he was riding in, and sighed helplessly:

"My car broke down on the small road, and there was no signal in that area, so I had to go to the main road to find someone for help, and I planned to rub other people's cars to go to places with people.

"And a young man dressed like me." He looked down at his black clothes, and pointed to the sunglasses on top of his head, these two pieces of standard equipment that many villains also like, "——If you stop in the mountains The next old lady asked for a ride, and the other person might feel scared and refused to let me get on it. And there were very few cars passing by, so I was worried about missing the opportunity, so in order to make myself look less threatening, I had no choice but to make it up. Such a lie."

other people:"……"

... To be honest, apart from the occasional dangerous eyes, the young man in front of him seemed far from being "scary".

On the contrary, he always seems to be able to subtly bring a sense of intimacy to people - even if he speaks directly, Grandma Qianjian will probably not refuse his request for a ride.

And, aside from that...

Compared with "unlucky passers-by whose car broke down and wanted to ask for help", isn't it more terrifying to "people who get terminally ill and wander around in the mountains, looking for an opportunity to commit suicide"!

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