How can I live beside Conan who vomits blood from time to time?

Carefully sticking to the door of the bathroom, you can indeed vaguely hear the voices of the two people next to the sofa.

Then Ms. Qingchuan on the toilet should indeed be able to hear the conversation between the two on the sofa.

Then there was the scream of Miss Heshang, the creak of hitting the coffee table and the sound of falling.

There is no need to verify this, since the subtle voices can be heard, these three voices can naturally be heard as well.

Then there is the sound of opening and closing the door at the back.

Conan opened the door of the bathroom and planned to go upstairs to ask Police Officer Megure to help with the experiment.

But Kazama Tsuru, who had been chatting next to the sofa, found Conan.

"Conan!"

Conan turned his head away, Kazama Tsuru was beckoning him to go.

He hesitated a little, but walked over.

"what happened?"

Kazama Crane smiled.

"I think of the problem with these people talking."

Conan's spirit was shocked for a moment, and he threw all his hesitation behind him.

"The problem with their talking? What is it?!"

Kazama Crane smiled lightly, and took another sip from the second cup of tea.

"Maybe it's not someone who lied, but you got it wrong?"

"...Misunderstanding?"

Conan carefully thought about the narratives of several people at the time.

"In fact, in many cases, the communication between detectives and victims, suspects, and bystanders is very important. You can't... hiss..."

Just as Kazama Crane was about to continue speaking, his stomach felt cramped again.

Xiao Ai skillfully took the tea in his hand, and turned to add hot water.

Kazama Crane clutched his stomach, frowning slightly panting.

First, there was a sudden sharp cramping pain, and then the pain gradually passed, and the acid water surged up.

It was as if a big hand pinched the stomach, squeezed it tightly, and then relaxed a little bit, squeezing it continuously.

It's terrible.

Conan looked at Kazama Crane like this, and thought of the conversation he had with Kazama Crane not long ago.

At that time, he had a sudden stomachache, so he simply left an address without specifying the situation.

But I misunderstood that he had been murdered, and then received a serious injury.

So, as Kazama said, did I also misunderstand something?

Shisao Aokawa, Hideo Matsushige, Tomoichi Yamamoto...

Conan closed his eyes, and the narratives of the three floated through his mind over and over again.

and many more!

Conan suddenly noticed something was wrong.

At that time, what Tomo Yamamoto said was...

'After tidying up for a while, I heard faint voices. '

That's right, this is it!

Conan's eyes lit up, he suddenly came back to his senses, and was about to turn around and run upstairs.

"Ke, Conan..."

"Brother Kazama, I will ask Police Officer Megure if he has any painkillers!"

Conan's voice gradually faded away with the sound of footsteps.

Xiao Ai returned to Kazama Crane with new hot tea.

"That's always been the case with the great detective."

Kazama Crane let out a long breath, took a sip of the hot tea.

Conan has already run to the stairs, leaving only a hurried back.

"Yeah, it's always like this, but looking at him like this, he should have found the answer."

Xiao Ai didn't deny it.

The reasoning ability of this big detective is really good.

Kazama Crane has not yet given the final answer, but simply reminded Conan that Conan had already discovered the problem.

Conan slammed open the door of the guest room.

At this time, Police Officer Mu Mu had almost asked all the questions he could, and was thinking hard.

Qingchuan Sishao quietly listened to the bickering of the other two.

The sound of slamming the door startled everyone in an instant.

All four looked over.

"Conan? Brother Kazama, is there anything else?"

Conan didn't bother to lament the fact that all his reputation was given to Kazama Tsuru as a result of his work.

He said directly, "I want to ask Mr. Yamamoto."

Tomomoto Yamamoto was taken aback, "Ask me? Little detective, you can ask."

Conan blurted out without thinking too much, "What does the 'faint voice' you heard sound like?"

"Uh... Actually, it was a voice. I didn't hear anything clearly. I just heard a voice. It should be a little excited, and then the voice was relatively high."

Conan's eyes lit up, yes, this is it! !

He understood, he already knew who the murderer was! !

Speaking of it, this case is actually not difficult. The history of the case and the murder weapon are very obvious.

The point is that the positions of the three people are different, resulting in different sounds heard.

And the misunderstanding caused by my own misunderstanding.

In fact, it was not the case that Yamamoto Tomoji heard the faint voice, but did not hear the scream of "You!"

On the contrary, on the second floor, in the guest room farthest from the crime scene, he could not hear the communication between the murderer and the deceased at all.

He heard the so-called faint voices, which were actually the screams of the dead.

But because of the long distance and the good sound insulation of the room door, he mistook the scream for an ordinary voice.

And even simulated in my mind that the two people had a heated conversation, so they spoke louder for a moment.

This caused the error in the description, so that my understanding was wrong.

Then the sound that Yamamoto heard should actually be: a small scream, a slight creak, and the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

That's exactly right! !

Now that this one error has been corrected, the other is very suspicious.

One of the three told a lie, and the other two told the truth.

The murderer must be...

(If you want to know what happened next, let’s listen to the next chapter to break it down)

Chapter 168 I Killed Her

"Conan, Conan?"

Officer Megure looked at Conan, who was lost in thought after hearing Yamamoto's answer, and shook his hand in front of his eyes.

"Ah, Officer Megure, I'm fine!"

Conan went out of the room again and ran downstairs.

The four people in the room were left looking at each other.

"I feel that this little detective has already understood, why don't we go out and have a look?"

Officer Megure looked at Tomoji Yamamoto who was talking, and he was terrified.

He was about to take back what he said, but Officer Mumu nodded.

"Okay, let's go take a look too."

Four people walked out of the room.

After Conan quickly ran downstairs, he found Kazama Crane's position and rushed over.

"Kazama, brother Kazama, I understand!!"

Kazama Crane was taken aback, and almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

It took him a while to stop coughing.

"Conan, do you know the truth?"

"Well! I see, the murderer is..."

"Cough, that..."

Kazama Crane looked up and saw that Police Officer Mumu and the three suspects were all present.

"If Officer Megure is here, it's just right. I already know the truth, so let Conan tell the story."

Conan choked.

I almost forgot that there is also a proxy for this kind of operation.