Infinite Kings Advent

"That's why he can't distinguish you from Miss Yuko."

Hiraki Nishitani furrowed his brows, perhaps unable to explain, watching Mouri Kogoro say nothing.

"But..." Kazue Yashiro said, "Mr. Nishitani still cooks the same way he usually does."

Xie Chen replied: "I think on the one hand it is because his skills are indeed very high, and on the other hand, because the light in this classroom is very sufficient."

This explanation is a bit far-fetched, and Officer Megome said: "But can you really find contact lenses that are so convenient for him to commit crimes on the market?"

Xie Chen said: "Usually it is not easy to find. Contact lenses here are regarded as a kind of medical supplies, and the visibility transmittance must be accurately calculated."

Having said that, he paused for a while, seeing that there was no interruption, he continued.

"In other words, it must be based on the standard that light can pass through, so we will never sell contact lenses like sunglasses with low light transmittance."

"The color contact lenses sold on the market recently only have different colors around the lens, and the center part still keeps the lens transparent."

"Only when an artist shoots a movie or commercial, he specifically asks the manufacturer to make the kind of contact lens that even the pupil part is colored, so this kind of lens is not impossible to find.

"In short, Mr. Nishitani used this contact lens to get his eyes used to the darkness."

"When the lights in the room disappeared, I quickly took off the lens, opened the glass door, rushed to Mrs. Kamimori's side, and then pierced her back."

Perhaps the reasoning this time was more serious than before. No one raised any objections, and silently looked at Kogoro Mouri. This is what a detective should have.

"Brother Maori." Officer Mumu asked: "Then what murder weapon did he use?"

Xie Chen said: "I think this murder weapon is a sewing needle."

"The needle for sewing clothes?" Police Officer Mume asked in confusion, "But as I said just now, it is not easy to insert the needle for sewing clothes five centimeters under the skin. If you can't handle it, you can't pull it out."

Xie Chen smiled lightly, "As long as there is a thimble and thread on this problem, it will be solved."

"Using thimble and thread?" Officer Mumu blinked quickly, but still didn't quite understand.

Yashiro Kazue also said, "Is the so-called thimble the thing that you wear on your fingers when sewing clothes with stitches?"

"Yes, that's it." Xie Chen said, "Now, please look at the index finger of Mr. Nishitani's right hand?"

Everyone looked at Hiromi Nishitani's right hand. Hiromi Nishitani trembled. He wanted to turn his back, but felt uncomfortable. For a while, he became a little overwhelmed. He stood there, staring at Kogoro Mori.

Everyone has seen it, with a silver ring on the index finger of his right hand,

Officer Mumu asked immediately: "You mean he used his ring as a thimble?"

"That's right." Xie Chen said: "He only needs to pass the thread through the needle hole, but I think the thread he used at that time might have been ignited and burned with a gas stove."

"Hey..." Officer Mumu said, "But then there is no evidence."

auzw.com had no evidence, even if Kogoro Moori broke the sky, the police could not arrest people.

Xie Chen smiled softly, "Officer Mumu, don't worry, Xie Chen."

As soon as the voice fell, Xie Chen walked out from behind the chair, took out the contact lens case and gave it to Officer Mumu, "I found this behind the boys' toilet."

Officer Megome took it over and said, "This is a box for contact lenses."

Xie Chen nodded, "Mr. Nishitani threw the box out of the window after putting on the contact lens in the toilet, and this."

He took out the contact lens lens from his trouser pocket, "This is one of the contact lens lenses I found in the bowl on Mr. Nishitani's counter."

"This is a contact lens." Officer Mume turned his head and winked at Takagi, "Brother Takagi."

Takagi immediately understood that he found another lens in the bowl on the counter of Hiraki Nishitani's kitchen.

"Police officer, I found another contact lens."

Officer Megome nodded and looked at Hiromi Nishitani, "Mr. Nishitani, can you please explain what is going on?"

Hiromi Nishitani sneered and said, "I did wear contact lenses with the effect of sunglasses. Isn't that okay? If you want to treat others as a murderer, you should at least find the murder weapon to have evidence."

It was another one who did not see the coffin and did not cry. After Xie Chen returned to the chair, he continued to use Kogoro Moori's voice. He sighed silently. As this went on, he was really worried that he would be schizophrenic.

"You want a murder weapon? Isn't the murder weapon in your own stuff?"

Hiraki Nishitani's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help looking at the tabletop. The things the police had checked before were still on the tabletop.

Xie Chen slowly said, "It's hidden in that ball pen."

Hiromi Nishitani's expression turned horrified, his mouth widened, and cold sweat kept on his forehead.

Officer Mumu walked over, picked up the ball pen, unscrewed the ball pen and pulled out the refill. Facing the light, he could see a silver needle in the red ink.

"Sure enough," Officer Mumu said, "Mr. Nishitani, what excuses do you have to quibble now?"

There is indeed no way to explain it. Everyone looked at him with different eyes. He lowered his head and laughed at himself.

"I thought it would be perfect to hide there. I served you, Mr. Maori, you really deserved a reputation."

Everyone was silent, and no one thought of the famous detective who had been confused all night, but this reasoning was shocking.

Hiraki Nishitani raised his head and watched Mouri Kogoro speaking softly.

"That pair of contact lenses was made by the manufacturer over there when I went to Europe to take a cooking course a month ago. I wanted to make them in Japan and leave evidence."

"What's the motive?" Officer Mumu said in a deep voice, "Could it be that you really killed him because he stopped providing financial aid to you?"

"This is also one of the reasons." Hiromi Nishitani lowered his head, "I also think it is unfair that Yuko's recipe was robbed, so I planned to carry out this murder plan the night before the celebration of the teacher's recipe sale party.". .

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