[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

Conan roughly scanned the layout of the room.

It was a European-style bedroom with a locked window to the south, a work desk to the west, a fallen door to the north, and an oversized bed to the east.Generally speaking, not only the housing area is vast, but also there are many scattered decorations, which is very luxurious.

But the first thing people noticed was the extremely conspicuous pool of blood under the corpse.

Since there was no carpet on the wooden floor, the blood naturally spilled out.And because the body was not close to the door, but it was also relatively close to the door, the red liquid spread a little along the gap of the door frame, and was seen by Matsuno.

Having been exposed to the air, they are no longer as bright red as when they first saw them.Apart from time and footprints, it cannot provide any other clues.However, this represents the imprint of a large loss of life force, even a second observation is still alarming.

Speaking of clues, Conan moved his eyes to the bloodstain, where there were clogs and footprints left by Mr. Suspect.But the more he looked closely, the more confused Conan became.

The bloody footprints in the room started completely from the middle and went outward.

——If the person walked to the center of the house after the victim's blood gushed out, then the edge of the pool of blood should not be so neat.

——If the person stood there before the victim's blood gushed out, then no matter what, the face, body, and feet should all be stained with a large area of ​​blood, not just the one on the chest.

Even though the doors and windows were locked... Conan couldn't imagine how the man entered the room for a while, even if Uncle Maori suddenly reasoned that the man teleported in, maybe he would believe it.

Well, if you can't figure it out, just put it aside.

Following the blood, Conan looked up and saw the wall where the wooden door was originally located.

The heavy wooden door had already broken away from the frame of the door under the kick of Mori Kogoro, and fell to the ground.And the wall that was supposed to be a large area of ​​white paint has now been covered by more than half of the blood spewing out of the owner of the house, which looks very much like the effect of spilling the paint pot after knocking it over.If you are in a daze, you may even be mistaken for a giant painting painted on the wall.

Although Conan, or Kudo Shinichi has seen many bloody cases, but without watching this scene, it is impossible to imagine that there is so much blood that can flow out of the human body.And the victim... shed so much blood, he would definitely die.

Conan frowned and looked away, continuing to investigate.

On the east wall, there is a large bed that visually feels soft and comfortable, and you really want to roll around twice. If you look up, you can see the skylight with excellent lighting effect, and you can look up at the starry sky while lying down. enjoy.On the opposite side of the bed is a bookshelf that occupies an entire wall, and a combined desk that is integrated with it. It seems that the homeowner also considered work while being comfortable when arranging it.

But there are separate study rooms and studios on the second floor, but the owner still arranged the bedrooms like this.Conan's judgment: The books and documents here are probably more personal in nature, and they can be searched carefully to find out information related to the victim's personal information and interpersonal relationships.

——You know, at present, they don't even know the boy's name.

Conan came to the combined desk in the west.

From right to left on the desk are a ceramic vase with two gorgeous blooming fake flowers, a mountain of dark-covered books, a small European-style desk lamp, a half-written small notebook, and another stack of dark-colored books. Stack of books with covers.

He first picked up the small thin notebook that was most likely to provide information. After all, halfway through writing, it meant that it was a diary, essay, or memo.

After flipping through the content roughly, Conan determined that this should be an essay.There is no definite date, but the thoughts and thoughts of the writer are continuously recorded, which are generally intermittent, but also positive and hopeful sentences.

But on the contrary... Conan's eyes stayed in front of the two piles of books that he cared about from the beginning.

The dark cover means classical, serious and mysterious, which is the opposite of the optimism in the essays.After simple browsing, most of the content told gloomy stories related to redemption, darkness, and tragedy, which made him very depressed.If he hadn't read that little book before, Conan would have even given priority to suspecting that the boy had actually suffered from deep depression and committed a gorgeous suicide just now.

In addition, he felt a little strange.

The subject matter of the left and right stacks of books is the same stream of consciousness, and they both look like they have been read many times. In theory, there is no need to classify them.So why did the victim divide them into two parts, one left and one right?The spacing between the two is different, and it even becomes inconvenient to pick up and look through, isn't it?

Therefore, the more the investigation, the more doubts... In addition to the identity and method of the criminal, even the victim himself is full of doubts.

Considering that there are still a bunch of people waiting for explanations on the first floor, time is tight and he is not allowed to read carefully, and Detective Conan keeps telling himself that this small notebook is very important, so he secretly hides this evidence in his clothes inside.

At this time, Mori Kogoro just finished examining the corpse, and heaved a long sigh.

"...?"

Conan is not worried about his inspection operation, on the contrary, he still trusts it.After all, although Mori Kogoro is not good at reasoning at all, with years of experience in criminal police work, he knows how to get as many clues as possible without destroying the scene.

Seeing Conan approaching him, Mori Kogoro, who was full of emotion, told him the information he had investigated: "The corpse has no corpse spots, and it is even warm. It can be confirmed that it is the boy himself. The 'props' placed here."

"In other words, the time of death is from after the meal at 11 o'clock to before Matsuno shouted at 12 o'clock..." Conan thumped the ground angrily. There will be no such thing!"

"Okay! If the prisoner is determined to kill him, even if he escapes for a while, he can't avoid the end! What we should do is to catch the prisoner and prevent the tragedy from happening again."

"..."

Conan couldn't help being taken aback by Kogoro Mori's serious comfort.But he did calm down, "Uncle, you are surprisingly reliable sometimes."

"Hahaha, I've always been so reliable!" As soon as he was praised, Mori Kogoro's serious appearance was immediately shattered.He put his hips on his hips and laughed for a long time before starting to analyze again, "The cause of death of the young man was obviously that his neck was cut by a sharp instrument, blood gushed out from the arteries, and he died from excessive blood loss."

He moved the boy's neck, and then looked at the bloody wall, "At that time, he should have been facing this wall and his throat was cut, and his body finally fell here powerlessly."

"It's a very obvious homicide. The method is simple and neat. The other party may have a medical background, or it may not be the first time to commit a crime."

"In addition, there are traces of being beaten by something on the back of the head. Although there is no professional equipment to judge the sequence of the attack, but since the boy did not make any noise or cry, he must have been stunned by the prisoner before being killed."

Regarding Mori Kogoro's eloquence, Conan, who thought there were not enough clues to make a conclusion, just nodded and wrote it down, and reminded: "But uncle, I didn't find anything in this room that was used to knock and Or a throat-slitting weapon."

You know, there was no murder weapon at the scene of the crime, that is to say, the murder weapon was either disposed of or could not be disposed of, and it was still on the murderer... and the black-haired man who suddenly appeared was the most suspicious, but he was wearing a It is the kimono style for festivals, and it seems that there is nothing to hide the props.

"By the way! Uncle, can I ask you something?" When both of them were immersed in thinking, Conan suddenly asked.

"what?"

"Because uncle, you are taller, can you try standing on the bed to reach the skylight?"

"Huh? You mean the prisoner came in through the skylight?" Mori Kogoro's eyes widened in shock, "Let's not talk about how skilled it is to climb in from the outside. The skylight is high and has partitions, it's impossible." He kept waving his hands.

In this regard, Conan continued to pretend to be cute: "But this bed looks so advanced, maybe it can be used as a trampoline! Isn't there such a facility in the playground? I like it very much!"

"...Then let me try it first."

Kogoro Mori, who was successfully persuaded, stood on the bed and kept jumping up and down until he almost vomited blood. He replied, "No, unless you put something on your feet."

Mori Kogoro is already the tallest in the building, but he still can't touch the skylight without any foreign objects.Conan fell into deep thought, and there were no props that could be placed vertically around the bed.And even after moving the nightstand to the bed, there was no way to put it back in place when exiting through the skylight.

"Hey! Compared to the skylight, look here!" Mori Kogoro jumped out of bed and came to the south window at some point, pointing to the window and said, "Aren't there small scratches here, that person is more likely to be from Go out here."

Conan, who had already checked there, paced slowly with dead fish eyes, "It's just a normal trace when opening and closing the window."

"What! Isn't it a clue? What about the soot here?"

"!!!" Conan immediately walked over quickly, and said as he walked, "Let me make sure that you didn't leave it behind, uncle, but it was already there in this crack?"

"Tch, I haven't smoked since I came here, okay?"

It wasn't the soot left by Mori Kogoro... Then the victim...

Conan recalled.No, it wasn't the victim's, that boy didn't smoke, and even frowned when he saw the smoking uncle in the detective agency, so...!

""This is very likely left by the prisoner! ""

The two said in unison.

Uwah...... Unanimous voice with Uncle Mori or something... Conan, who finally cheered up, turned back into a dead fish eye again.

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In short, after some investigations of places that can be thought of.Mori Kogoro dealt with the corpse briefly, then locked the door to notify others of the investigation results.

Conan also followed him downstairs, and began to carefully examine the suspects who had gathered obediently in the living room with the help of Mori Kogoro's body.

They were chatting in a relaxed atmosphere before, but since they learned that the owner of the house was brutally killed, except for the man who suddenly appeared in the house and Matsuno who had already seen the scene, they all acted a little shocked and flustered, Discussions arose.

So, now is the time to use the child's appearance to collect information.

Who should I call first...

The author has something to say: A: "YOUKNOWWHO" is so suspicious that it exploded, but it is still inexplicably familiar.

B: The first discoverer, the frivolous and flirtatious Mr. Matsuno in the red sweater who yelled extremely perfunctorily.

C: A gangster with golden hair and black skin, with a graceful figure (should be handsome if he loses weight).

D: Suspected junior high school students, an indifferent duo who always get together (master and servant?).

E: The victim. (Anyway, let’s investigate the victim’s essay first.)

F: Find Xiaolan to heal my tired heart.

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In fact, as I write it, I feel:

The sharp weapon that can disappear, coupled with the blood everywhere, the prisoner is really Gaga 23333333

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