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In Xialin Taro, he is a retired military doctor.

My neighbor, Mr. Edogawa, is a very good detective, as I have already told you.

Now I want to talk about the first few days when Mr. Edogawa and I met, the first case we met.

This case made me really realize Mr. Edogawa's talent in reasoning.

It was a rainy afternoon.

I was in the kitchen preparing to make some afternoon tea, and Yuriko was clamoring for some snacks, but the rain was too heavy, and I couldn't take her out, so I had to rummaged through the kitchen cabinets, and managed to find some simple snacks s material.

I deliberately made more double-skin milk. Fortunately, this dessert only needs eggs, milk and sugar, and these things are abundant in the kitchen.

Mr. Edogawa also likes to eat desserts. Although he is awe-inspiring when solving crimes, he is just a pure young man in daily life. When I look at him, I inevitably have a child-watching mentality.

I spent a lot of time processing all the ingredients into double skin milk, and then put them in the refrigerator.

However, the moment I closed the refrigerator door, the lights inside the house suddenly went out and we heard a loud bang.

Not just one light bulb went off, but the whole house, all the lights went out.

I'm afraid there is a power outage.

And judging from the sound just now, I am afraid that this is not a simple power outage. I am afraid that something like an explosion occurred, which caused the circuit to be broken.

Fortunately, although it is summer, but because it is raining outside, and it has been raining for a long time, the weather this afternoon is not very hot, and it can even be regarded as cool and comfortable. Even if the air conditioner is turned off, I can still adapt .

It's just a pity that my double skin milk may taste worse without a refrigerator.

Fortunately, on a whim, I stuffed them into the frozen layer, because there are ice cubes in it, so the double skin milk should also be preserved.

After I returned to the living room, I comforted Yuriko who wanted to eat dessert immediately, and took out a story book to tell her a story.

Fortunately, although the light is so dim that it is difficult to read the writing on the book, I am familiar with this story.

Not long after, the landlady above us, Mr. Qian Qian, knocked on our door and brought us some candles.

Before Mr. Qian had left, today's second batch of guests arrived.

It was a fat man in a police uniform that I didn't know, but both Mr. Qian Qian and Mr. Edogawa were familiar with him.

"Mr. Edogawa, there was an explosion nearby, and a citizen was unfortunately killed in the explosion." The fat police officer panted and took the towel I sent him, and wiped his face with it—in fact, I was For him to dry himself off.

"You are from the neighborhood next door." Mr. Edogawa put on his glasses.

"Yes, how did you find out?" The fat police officer returned the towel to me, barely widening his eyes that were too small in proportion to his face.

"The sound insulation effect of the rain is very good, and the sound of the rain is also a bit noisy. We also heard the explosion just now. The place where the explosion sound can be heard should not be far from here. The traces of rain on your body are only on half of your body. According to the direction of the raindrops now, the direction you are coming from is the neighborhood next door." Mr. Edogawa casually explained his reasoning.

He paused, took out the largest umbrella from the umbrella stand next to the shoe cabinet, and continued: "Of course, the most important thing is that the explosion affected the electrical circuits in our house, the ones used by us and the community. It's a wire. Let's go."

The fat police officer did not doubt Mr. Edogawa's reasoning, and accepted it decisively. He did not leave immediately with Mr. Edogawa, but looked at me: "Doctor Lin, I saw you on your household registration information earlier. Used to be a doctor, right?"

I nodded, and didn't doubt that the police officer knew this. After all, I used to be a military doctor, and it would be written on the file that I had been in the army.

"Then can I invite you to go with me?" The fat police officer seemed a little hesitant, obviously feeling that his request was presumptuous.

He explained: "Because of the rain, there was a series of traffic accidents on the nearby main road. Fortunately, there were not too many casualties, but many people were injured, and because of the traffic accident, the road was completely blocked. The doctor was also busy because of the car accident, and the road was blocked, so he couldn't come immediately. Several citizens at the scene of the incident were affected by the explosion and suffered some minor injuries. We only brought a forensic doctor to do the autopsy. He could barely help take care of the wounded, but he was completely overwhelmed."

I nodded and agreed to the fat officer's request.

Although I have retired from the battlefield, I used to be a military doctor after all. The ailments I am best at dealing with are not daily colds and fevers, but traumas caused by explosions like this.

I gave Lily to Mr. Qian Qian to take care of it, and Mr Qian Qian agreed decisively. Then we followed the fat police officer and waited on the side of the road for a while before boarding the police car that was late.

In the car, the fat police officer introduced me to his name, but for the convenience of memory, and because the fat police officer is a public official after all, it is inconvenient for him to appear in my book, so let’s continue to call him the fat police officer.

Because it was so close, even though it was raining, we arrived at the scene of the crime quickly.

It's really a mess, it's very close to where we live, and it's on the only way to the shopping mall, so I often pass by here, and I feel more deeply about the tragedy caused by the explosion.

About one-third of a building in this community was completely dark from the top to the bottom. The glass there was broken and fell to the ground. Fortunately, no one was injured. The explosion happened, and Its outer walls on the upper and lower floors are all dark, and from the outside, the situation may not be very good.

The fat police officer took us to the house temporarily occupied by the police, and he asked a police officer to take me to the place where the injured temporarily rested.

There were about six or seven ordinary citizens with painful faces in that room, and a man in white was trying to bandage their wounds, but I have to say that this man's trauma skills are really not very good.

But he is a forensic doctor after all, so we can't force more on him.

"Mr. Yandao, this is a nearby resident and a doctor. He can help you take care of the wounded." The police officer and the man in white who brought me introduced me.

The young man in the white coat was visibly relieved.

The forensic doctor was very young, so young that I wondered if he had just graduated from school.

"Thank you so much." The forensic doctor came over and thanked me many times, "I'm really not good at dealing with trauma, I studied forensic medicine..."

I nodded and borrowed the bandages and some medical items from Yandao Forensic Doctor.

Yandao Forensic Doctor handed me all the equipment that can also be used to bandage the wound as if he was relieved from a heavy burden. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, said goodbye to me and said that he still needed to conduct an autopsy on the unfortunate deceased, and then left with the police.

I then bandaged the wounds of the wounded present. Their wounds were all cuts and abrasions. It seems that they were unfortunately too close to the explosion site, and were unfortunately scratched by broken stones or sharp objects. up.

"Yes, I lived downstairs in the room where the explosion occurred. I was sitting by the window at the time. With a sudden bang, all my glass shattered, and one piece of it grazed my arm. One of them Grabbed my arm and left me with a big gash." An unfortunate young man agreed with my guess.

He then asked me curiously: "Are you a policeman? Do you know how the explosion happened? I heard that the gas explosion happened in the family above me."

I shook my head and told him I was just a resident of the neighborhood because the doctor was brought in to help.

The young man smacked his lips in regret.

After I bandaged the wounded, I left here to find Mr. Edogawa.

When I went, Mr. Edogawa was with the forensic doctor I met just now, and the fat police officer.

"The deceased did not die naturally." The young forensic doctor came to a decisive conclusion. "Before the explosion, the deceased should have died. She died of carbon monoxide poisoning."

"Look here, here..." The forensic doctor took a piece of paper and analyzed the injuries on the deceased's body for the people around him, and then the people around him nodded in agreement.

"Then who is the murderer? How did this case happen?" asked a policeman.

"Someone first stunned the deceased in the kitchen, then turned on the gas, and connected the electrical appliances with high power consumption to the aging circuits. Then it only takes time, and the electrical appliances and circuits naturally go wrong. The murderer will have a perfect alibi." Mr. Edogawa reasoned.

"That's right. The information we got from the property management side is that the property management side said that the deceased had complained to them many times that the circuit in the kitchen was aging. This is because my homework has not had time to send someone to repair it, and the deceased has already gone out. It was an accident...it shouldn't be an accident."

"So someone used the aging circuit to create this fake accident and killed the deceased?" The fat police officer touched his round head, "It's just that the murderer miscalculated when the circuit went wrong, and the deceased was the first to die." He died from gas poisoning, and then there was something wrong with the circuit and there was an explosion."

"Therefore, there is only one possibility for the murderer." Mr. Edogawa reasoned decisively and concluded, "The murderer must also be a person who knows the problem with the kitchen circuit very well. Apart from the property that has been complained about many times, he can only live with the deceased. The people here may be the murderer. And the property is unlikely to create an explosion in the community it manages, which will prove that the property has neglected its duties...The murderer is the family of the deceased!"

The police looked at the statement and said: "The deceased only lived with her husband, who was away on a business trip this morning..."

"In this case, it can be done in time, and there is a perfect alibi, the murderer is probably him!"

I just stood outside the crowd and watched as Mr. Edogawa solved a huge murder in the time it took me to bandage a few wounded.

This is just a small case, and I don't know it at this time, and I will witness more surprising cases in the future, as well as witness more of Mr. Edogawa's divine reasoning.