Conan: The Mechanic

"Hmm..." Qianyu approached Gucun's body and looked at the fruit knife on his chest.

Just a few centimeters next to the fruit knife, a button was torn off, leaving only a broken thread—the button was still there the last time they saw Mr. Furusura alive.

This is very confusing. Chiyu and the others didn't hear any sound just now, so Mr. Furumura was most likely attacked in his sleep.

So, where did this button go?

"Why are you there?" Standing at the door of the bedroom (that is, the room where the bed they slept in), Conan looked at Haibara Ai and Qianyu and asked in surprise. "What were you doing just now?"

"Don't you think it's boring to say this when someone is dead?" Qian Yu took out her mobile phone and called the Metropolitan Police Department again.

. . .

"The deceased, Gucun Dehong, male, 39 years old—"

"39 years old!?" Chiba on the side was stunned after hearing such information from Takagi. "This guy is only 39 years old?"

"Ah?" Takagi was taken aback by Qianyu, and then he looked carefully at Tokuhiro Furumura's face. "Uh... This guy's certificate does say that he is 39 years old. Maybe it's because his life is extremely irregular, so he looks older?"

"Brother Takagi, don't get distracted, please continue." Megumi, who was also looking at the corpse, reminded him.

"Ah, sorry." Takagi quickly cut back to the topic. "The cause of death was the kitchen knife in the abdomen, and it is presumed that he died immediately. In addition, Mr. Furumura was covered with a blanket that did not completely cover his body, and there was a knife edge on the body that matched the position of the knife edge on the body."

"A knife stabbed in the heart..." Mu Mu pondered. "It looks like the killer pressed a blanket over the body of the deceased and used the blanket to cover up the blood spurting from the stab in the heart."

"That blanket was actually made by Mr. Furumura," Hojima said. "Because we have the habit of playing mahjong all night after the movie is finished, Mr. Furumura will rest here for a while before the movie is released."

"Then may I ask," Officer Mumu suddenly remembered something. "Mr. Hojima, where were you at the time of the incident?"

"Me?" Hojima hesitated for a moment, then said. "I was sleeping here."

He pointed to another sofa opposite the mahjong table next to the corpse where Gucun's body was located - there was also a blanket and a pillow on it.

"Did you wake up immediately when Mr. Furusura was assassinated?" Officer Mumu continued to ask.

"..." Qianyu had already guessed the meaning of Officer Memu's question, and then turned to Hoijima, who was gradually killing herself.

"Yes." Hojima nodded.

"Did you hear the sound of the prisoner leaving?" Officer Megumi looked at Conan and the others and said.

Conan shook his head and looked at Qianyu. "I was on the other side of the bedroom at the time, and I couldn't hear a very small sound through the door. But Qianyu seemed to be in the living room at the time, maybe I could hear it."

"I was in the storage room and couldn't hear clearly." Qianyu shook her head.

"You and Haiyuan are both in the storage room?" Conan raised his eyebrows.

"In other words, if the murderer is someone who came in from outside," Officer Mumu glanced around and pointed to the messy furnishings in the entire living room. "It just has to be able to move through these very messy arrangements in the dark without making any noise."

"Mr. Suijima," Finally, Officer Mumu stared at Suijima coldly. "Do you think this is possible?"

"Mr. Police Officer," Hojima already felt something was wrong. "what do you mean?"

"Only you meet this condition," Officer Mumu said. "The ability to kill Mr. Furumura without being heard."

"Huh?" Hojima was already panicking. "It's not me!"

"There is no sign of the door lock being opened," Officer Mumu continued to ask. "If you didn't take the initiative in this room, how would outsiders open the door?"

"Besides me, this guy and my colleagues Negami and Tang Tian have the duplicate keys of this apartment!" Hoijima said with a wave of his hand. "In order to allow the earliest people who are free to come over and prepare the mahjong table and mahjong tiles, our four colleagues who play mahjong all have the keys to my apartment!"

"Wait a minute." At this moment, a forensic officer who was taking notes suddenly stared at a camera lying on a pile of notebooks on the floor next to him in surprise. "This camera... seems to be working!"

"What?" Everyone's eyes turned to the camera.

"This camera seems to be..." Mr. Hojima realized after a moment of contemplation. "It's the camera that Mr. Furumura used to record his diary."

"Let's see if the camera has recorded anything!" Officer Mumu hurriedly asked for a pair of gloves from the forensic officer, put them on, walked over quickly, and picked up the camera. "What about the conversion cable? Hurry up and connect the TV to this camera and see if the camera captures any valuable data!"

Qianyu looked at the switch button of the camera - it was a power button located on the operation wheel, UU read www. The uukanshu.com shutter button is a very common metal button tucked into the bobbin - you can only take a picture if you press it in.

With the camera lying down just now, it is impossible to accidentally touch the shutter button to start shooting. . . If Mr. Furumura forgot to stop recording, the murderer turned on the camera on purpose. . .

However, Mr. Furumura's video recording of the diary should have been three to four hours ago. If this is the case, it is impossible for the camera to capture useful clues - the poor video storage capacity can support up to 9 points, let alone 10 points when the murder happened. After 30.

Just then, the video started playing on the TV.

At the beginning, it was the scene where Mr. Furumura was cheering him on—the same memory result as the Chiba auxiliary unit recalled. (The auxiliary unit has a very comprehensive memory in the very short term, and will continue to delete relatively unimportant scenes in order to make room over time, and eventually refine the memory to the extent that it can be stored within the limit of memory capacity for a long time. Because Chiba sleeps halfway I slept, so Gucun recorded himself about 50 minutes before the relative time. Although the memory at this time point is not enough to remember the demeanor and tone of Mr. Gucun's speech, it is still enough to record what Mr. Gucun said. specific content.)

Then, this video ended, and the next one started.

At the beginning of the recording, there was silence, but a sudden scream broke the tranquil atmosphere.

"Heh." Qian Yu chuckled lightly.

Now he can confirm that the camera was opened on purpose by the murderer.

As for the purpose, I am afraid it is to put the blame on Suishima.

As for the identity of the culprit. . . Of course, the two people who have the key, are still alive, and are not called Suijao anymore.