Conan: The Mechanic

"Did you find anything?" Not far away, Conan's voice came from behind Qianyu.

"I found something," Qianyu spread her hands. "For example, a suspect or something, but I still don't know the specific method of the murderer. After all, imaginative imagination is not my thing."

"I have some clues here too," Conan nodded and said. "Tell me what you found?"

So, Chiba told Conan the conclusion she had deduced earlier.

"Observation window?" Conan glanced at the position of the observation window. "Probably the optical instrument refracts the light... Let's take a look."

There are actually two doors in the screening room. One of them is the door that Qianyu entered the screening room from the screening room, and the other one is on the other side of the screening room and leads directly to the staff lounge. The staff lounge also has a door that leads to a visitor's passage, from where employees can access the restrooms.

"Here..." Qianyu looked at the staff lounge with some confusion. "I haven't noticed this yet..."

"When you are very focused on something," Conan squinted. "It's easy to ignore things that don't seem important. This is normal."

"..." Qianyu pouted.

This is, Conan's eyes are focused on the wall of the staff lounge.

"This..." Conan made a questioning voice, walked to the wall, and carefully took off a small vanity mirror hanging on the wall. "Mirror?"

"What's wrong?" Qian Yu wondered.

"There's a mirror here..." Conan showed Chiha the vanity mirror in his hand.

"Then what?" Qian Yu asked in confusion.

"That's easy." Conan shrugged. "At least in terms of technique, there are no more puzzles."

"Huh?" Qian Yu was stunned.

"Do me a favor," Conan instructed, putting his hand on Qianyu's shoulder. "Go to the power room. When I call you, you turn on the air conditioner and set the wind to maximum."

"Where is the power supply room? What is going on in this case?" Qianyu asked.

"The power supply room is next to the front desk. You can see it when you go to the front desk. I'll tell you the details of the case when I go back. Let's solve this case first." After Conan left this sentence, he took the mirror and left. Chiba, who was left completely confused.

. . .

Chiba walked into the power supply room, turned on the lights, and quickly found the power supply for the air conditioner.

Before Conan's call came, he didn't have any task, and he could completely think about what was going on - after all, Conan had already revealed some information in the exchange just now.

1. The murderer (basically the burly projectionist) projected the image projected by the projector into the viewing window through an optical refraction device.

2. This refraction device is probably the mirror that Conan was holding just now.

3. The setting of the whole case is likely to be related to the air conditioner.

Combining 1 and 2, the reason why the murderer wanted to do this is probably to do something in front of the screen - such as hanging the body of Zhang Tianzhengji.

However, when the body was found, Zhang Tian Zhengji was shaking slightly. If that strong man was really the murderer, how could Zhang Tian Zhengji still be shaking at that time——the air conditioner? ? ?

Qianyu immediately reacted. Before Zhang Tian Zhengji's body was found, he could indeed feel the air-conditioning being adjusted to a very strong level. If the air outlet of the central air conditioner is facing Zhang Tianzhengji's body, perhaps the air conditioner with the highest wind can really blow Zhang Tianzhengji to the extent of fluttering slightly?

At this moment, the phone rang - it was Conan. Chiba immediately turned on the power of the air conditioner, turned it to maximum, and left the power supply room.

He also wanted to hear what Conan's reasoning was like!

. . .

When Qianyu rushed to the screening room, Conan's reasoning was over, and he couldn't catch up.

When he arrived, the burly projectionist had lowered his head, letting the police officer in front of him handcuff his hands.

"Why?" The director of the cinema seemed ten years older than an hour ago. "I thought you had a deep love for the cinema here... I didn't expect you to use this place as your killing place."

"Of course I love it here..." The projectionist smiled wryly. "That's why I do this because I love it so much."

"..." Everyone fell silent, quietly listening to the projectionist continue to speak.

"I was recruited by Mr. Dean himself," the projectionist continued. "I'm 33 years old and I've worked here for 15 years and it's like home."

"At that time, the sound of the cinema was very prosperous!" Speaking of which, the projectionist's mouth showed a slight smile, and it seemed that he really missed that golden age. "Every day after the office workers get off work, they can see that all the seats in the cinema are full, and there are laughter and laughter in the cinema every day. Although my salary was not as high as it is now, I am still happy!"

Qianyu pursed her lips and closed her eyes. Although his way of watching movies is usually to let Master borrow the video tapes and show them at home, and he rarely goes to the cinema to watch them, but he still has a fresh memory of the grand occasion of the cinema ten years ago.

Come to think of it, movie theater directors who have experienced that era, and even police officers Mumu who do not work in movie theaters, they will feel the same way as young front desk clerks~www.NovelMTL.com~ But now, everything has changed . "The happy tone of the projectionist stopped abruptly and turned into a sad tone." Last weekend, only the little brother (when he said this, he looked at the young man with glasses) all day long came to watch the movie . Movie theaters, once prosperous, are no longer there. . . This is all because of that **** Zhang Tianzhengji! Every day, he tangled up with hooligans, destroyed our cinemas, made us unable to operate at all, and threatened us "unless you sell the cinemas to me, I'm afraid no one can clean up the bad security environment here"! They are a bunch of scum! "

"In the past, what I liked the most was to watch the entire projection room full of people from the observation window. But now, all that is gone." The projectionist sighed. . "I hang him here just to make him stand at this angle and let him see clearly what he did."

. . .

Even long after the projectionist was escorted away, the atmosphere of silence did not change.

"But actually, it's not entirely Zhang Tian Zhengji's fault." The director of the cinema suddenly sighed.

"?" Everyone looked at him.

"Urbanization brings convenience, but it also brings noise and more entertainment. Movie theaters, especially small movie theaters like ours, are neither in prime locations nor have enough financial resources to grab the right to show popular movies. So it gradually declined..." The director of the cinema came to the observation window and looked at the empty auditorium. "Actually, before Zhang Tianzhengji started making troubles, our business has been slowly declining unknowingly. This is a natural law..."