Miss Tsushima

"And the murderer of this case is right here. Your direction of thinking was wrong from the very beginning."

His voice was firm and clear, echoing in this not-so-spacious toilet. Officer Henggou and the others subconsciously followed him to this toilet. The crowd did not stand together, but there was a distance between them, scattered. Stand still in this room.

Kirigiri still maintained that expression that showed no emotion. After he finished speaking, the room fell into an abnormal silence.

Zuo Tian didn't speak, his eyes stayed tightly on the snow-white ground? The covered corpse lying on the bricks, Xiao Cang secretly looked at his girlfriend, with a suspicious expression on his face, Mizuki lowered her head and fiddled with herself Nails, as if indifferent to the development of the case.

Tsushima Hiiragi was standing two steps away from the toilet, where the development of the room could be clearly seen, a smile appeared on her face, and she turned to stand beside her, leaning on the side with her arms folded Osamu Dazai.

This room was full of people, but it was quiet as if there was no one there. The cold wind pushed away? The small window above the toilet was not closed tightly, making a creaking sound.

"This method is actually very simple, but it's because everyone's thinking mode is fixed, and they didn't think of this possibility, so they turned around in a dead end."

Wuqie folded his arms, walked to the corpse on the ground, squatted down on one knee, and dragged the corner of the black suit and uniform on the ground, he didn't care, his fingers in black leather gloves were flexible Lift up a corner of the white cloth.

The corpse had become stiff, and he gently lifted the messy silver hair covering the corpse's face. The blood stains on the hair had solidified and turned black, revealing the deceased's pale face due to excessive blood loss.

"What a beautiful woman." Wuqie sighed without any emotion, then raised his head, looked around the crowd,

"But? It's this face, don't you think it's familiar?"

"Face, face... face??" Officer Henggou walked to the corpse, squatted down, his eyes widened in shock, and his suspicious gaze slowly shifted to the person he hadn't noticed from the beginning body.

Kirikiri stood up, "Miss Junko's outfit is called 'Shibuya Style', this eye-catching silver hair, tanned to brown-black skin, and this makeup style are really eye-catching."

He was referring to Chunzi's heavy makeup, eyeliner, false eyelashes, shadows and highlights, and he gently lifted the dead man's eyelids, and sure enough, he was wearing colored contact lenses.

"Makeup, clothing, and behavior are important factors that make the first impression on people. Miss Chunzi's clothes and makeup will indeed dilute other people's impression of her facial features, but as long as you observe carefully, you will find that Miss Chunzi Looks a bit too similar to another lady."

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other suspiciously, and finally, their gazes silently focused on a person standing behind.

"It's impossible to say that...it's too scary." Hearing what he said, police officer Henggou had a shocked expression on his face, and he was speechless for a long time. An absurd idea appeared in his mind.

Chang Zi, who was suddenly watched by everyone, turned pale, "What do you mean? My sister and I are biological sisters. Is it normal that we look similar?"

"Biological sisters? Just biological sisters?" There was an inconspicuous smile on Wu Qiexiang's face. This was also the first expression he had appeared here besides a deadpan expression. His gaze stayed Looking at Chang Zi's facial features, Chang Zi subconsciously took a step back.

"You and Miss Junko are twins!" Wukiri stretched out his hand and pointed at Changzi, as if he had shot her in the heart with a gun, "And, are they identical twins?"

"Chunzi...and Changzi... are twins?" Zuo Tian murmured in disbelief. He had been with Junzi for many years, but he didn't even know that his girlfriend and Changzi were identical twins. A well-dressed Junko is much prettier than a plainly dressed Changko.

Changzi has the most ordinary black long hair, and only light makeup on her plain face. Judging from her appearance, even if she is Junzi's younger sister, it is difficult to see the blood relationship between the two.

"Miss Changzi, is the relationship between you and Miss Junzi really what Wuqie said?" Officer Henggou asked her? "Don't lie, we can investigate this kind of thing once we check the household registration."

Perhaps because he realized that he could no longer hide this fact, Changzi calmed down instead, "Junko and I are indeed twins, but so what, aren't twins? Sisters? I didn't lie, I just didn't explain it, but this is also true. ?Because you didn’t ask what this has to do with this case.”

"How about? Say, you have been asking about things that have nothing to do with the case!" Chang Zi gritted his teeth, waved his hand,

"What does this have to do with my sister's case? The most important thing to do now is to find out who killed my sister, right? You policemen are useless at all!"

"Aren't you the one who did all of this?" Wu Qieru said to her as calmly as he said the most common words, "The one who pretended to be your sister, faked the scene of the murder, and changed the time of the murder, wasn't it Are you, Miss Changzi?"

He rested his chin on his hand, walked slowly around the corpse, and narrated the case in an orderly manner, "As identical twins, you and Miss Junzi naturally look exactly the same, but because your styles are so different, so It's hard for someone to associate you with each other at first sight."

"It's the same today. Before you came to the movie theater, Miss Junzi was already dead. You pretended to be Miss Junzi, and by Mr. Zuo Tian's side, when the movie was about to show, find a reason to leave ? Screening room, into the bathroom, through this little window—”

The fog cuts and walks to the small window, looking up, at twelve o'clock in the night, from the window can only see the heavy black, revealing the danger silently like a black hole.

"The toilet and the area behind it are not monitored." Below the third floor is an empty grassland, overgrown with weeds, very dilapidated, and an abandoned place where no one will go. "You leave through this small window? The scene, then changed clothes, entered through the main entrance, and became the first witness at the scene of the crime."

"You bumped into Ms. Tsushima on purpose, and then treated Ms. Tsushima arbitrarily, leaving a deep impression on everyone, so that other than the suspected Zuotian, Ogura, and Mitsuki, there are still people who can remember 'Junko' Miss' is still alive at this time, and because these people have nothing to do with the case, the authenticity of their testimony will not be doubted by the police officers at all."

It turned out that running into Ms. Tsushima was not an accidental act, but was planned from the very beginning, and the target I found randomly was the lover of a member of the largest black organization in Yokohama. I really don't know if Chang Zi is being smart , Yokomizo Shigego looked at Tsushima Hiiragi who was standing by the door, and Dazai Osamu who leaned against the door and could only see a corner of his black coat.

However, from the outside, who can tell that such a teenager is a member of the Mafia?He looks more like an actor or... a cowherd?Henggou Shigeno thought about the way he was coquettish and wanted to hug when he was around Tsushima Hiiragi.

A young boy with a gentle face.

Who will take care of that appearance? It's not certain. Henggou regained consciousness in his heart? He mourned for Changzi's unlucky luck for a few seconds.

"In this way, even though Miss Junzi died at the beginning, it still left a stereotype that Miss Junzi died after the movie started. This is your plan."

These words were like thunderbolts in everyone's ears, Zuo Tian and Xiao Cang both turned their heads as hard as they wanted to shake their heads off, and stared fixedly at Chang Zi.

Especially Zuo Tian, ​​his eyes stared as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.

In this way, there seems to be something wrong?Conan lowered his head to think, wanted to say something, but held back, waiting for Kirigaki to continue.

"Wait a minute!" Conan didn't speak, but someone else made a voice, and Enoshima, who was standing aside and listening to Kirikiri's analysis seriously, raised his hand like a primary school student, "Often Miss Zi can't get from the third floor to the first floor, right?"

He was referring to the fact that the movie theater was located on the third floor. Although there was no surveillance and the first floor was empty, there was no tool in the toilet that could assist her to get to the first floor.

"If Ms. Changzi is a mercenary, or a superman or something, she might go from the third floor to the first floor with a 'swoosh'." He imitated the sound of "swoosh" and flew up with gestures. "But? Ordinary women can't do it?"

"you're right."

Wu Qiexiang stared at him silently for two seconds, "Without the aid of any tools, Miss Changzi would not be able to reach the first floor by herself."

"Everything here has been checked by the police, and there is nothing that can be..."

"No." Wukiri interrupted Henggou Shigeno's words, "There is indeed another item, and it is right in front of us."

"What else can there be?" Henggou Chongwu was dissatisfied with his doubts about the efficiency of the police, frowned, and asked in a bad tone.

"That's—" Kirikiri pointed at Junko's body lying on the ground, "It's Miss Junko."

"You mean... using corpses... as tools??" Henggou Shigeno struggled to say this, it was impossible, it was too absurd.

"That's it." Kirikiri folded his arms, "From the appearance of this room, there is no doubt that there is no tool to leave the scene of the crime, but Miss Chunzi who was hung in the middle of the room body, but you used it as a tool to leave the scene."

"Let's go through it from the beginning." Probably seeing the puzzled expressions on the faces of the police officers, Wu Qiexiang chose to sort out the crime process from the beginning, "You dressed up as Miss Junzi early in the morning, and took her with you." His body came to the abandoned site behind the first floor, and Miss Junzi's body was transported up with hemp rope."

He opened the window and pasted the compass on the window frame with the compass that he carried with him. Sure enough, the pointer started to spin around and stuck to the window frame.

"Here." Fog cut flexibly removed the lock that locked the window, "It's not the original one, you can find out after checking it, you use a slingshot or a tool like a slingshot to replace the head with a magnetic bow and arrow attached On the windows, no one will pass by here, and there's no monitoring, you should have investigated it long ago, so even if it doesn't work once, you can try many times here."

Wuqie put the found lock into a transparent sealed bag, handed it to the police officer, and pointed out, "This is right here, you leave Miss Junzi's body on the first floor, arrange it, and tie it around her neck." Good hemp rope, use a magnetic bow and arrow to lead the hemp rope up to the third floor, and then enter through the gate openly, once entering, go straight to the toilet on the third floor, and then bring Miss Chunzi's body in through the small window of the toilet."

"Of course, you may want to explain that with your physical strength as a woman, it is impossible to pull Miss Chunzi, who is about the same height and weight as you, up to the third floor."

"But you are very smart. You use the electric fan and use the window as a labor-saving fulcrum. You step on the toilet in the toilet cubicle, climb to the partition, and wind the head of the hemp rope around the electric fan. A few laps, be careful? Don't get caught by the fan blades, and—”

After turning on the ceiling fan, the fan began to operate with difficulty, and the hemp rope was wound around the top of the fan.

"The load-bearing capacity of this ceiling fan? It's very strong, even if it breaks? It can be said that Miss Junzi's body is hung here. You hang Miss Chunzi's body to the third floor like this."

"Then, you put Miss Junzi's body in the toilet cubicle? Locked the cubicle from the inside, then stepped on the partition and climbed out of the cubicle, in front of the toilet mirror? Checked your appearance for the last time, generously Come to the movie theater hall to meet Zuo Tian and the others, your original plan, even if Zuo Tian didn't approach the girl in high school, you would still find a reason to quarrel with him and impress others."

"For the rest of the time, you just play Miss Junzi like this until the movie starts, find a chance to leave, come to the toilet again, put a sign of 'cleaning?' in front of the toilet, and turn the toilet The corpse of Miss Chunzi in the compartment was taken out, and the thick rope that was used to hang her up was cut into two long and short sections, and the long one was put aside for later use, and the short one was used to hang Miss Chunzi here."

Wu Qie explained again, while re-tying the hemp rope to restore the situation at the time of the crime, "The hemp rope tied around Miss Chunzi's neck was wound around a few times like this, and it was tied tightly above the ceiling fan. The long one Fold it in the middle, pass the short hemp rope, hold the two ends of the long hemp rope, climb down the small window, pull the rope to the outside, and the long one can be pulled directly Out."

"Because of the cold weather, there should be dust accumulated on the electric fan that has not been used for a long time, and the traces left on the ceiling fan by using this method, everyone will immediately think that it should be because Miss Junzi's body is hung here. The reason for this, no one would think of this method, is actually to cover up the traces of you leaving the scene."

"Cuts, bloodletting, creating so many wounds on Miss Chunzi's body, can this also cover up the scrapes and cuts on Chunzi's body from being hung from the first floor to the third floor?"

"After leaving here, you immediately returned to your own attire, and then entered through the monitored main entrance, and became the first witness? Is it to check if you have missed anything?"

After narrating his reasoning in an orderly manner, Kirikiri walked up to Changzi, and quietly looked into her eyes.

"No...you...you don't have any evidence. You said I did it. Do you have any evidence?" Chang Zi's face was pale, his lips trembled uncontrollably, but he still refused to admit it and asked for evidence.

"Evidence? If you want evidence, of course there is." Wuqie said calmly, "I said before that before you left this toilet, you checked your appearance in front of the mirror, so , this..." He walked to the sink? He picked up a strand of silver-white hair on the edge of the sink, "Just check to see if it's a wig."

"Even if it's a wig, what does it mean?"

Wuqie walked up to Changzi who was still stubborn, stretched out his hand to hold her slender waist, just touched her lightly, but Changzi seemed to have endured unbearable pain, and suddenly shrank her body, feeling the pain. His face turned pale and he bent down.

Wuche withdrew his hand, "Using this method to go from the third floor to the first floor, there is no insurance, and the risk of injury is very high, so I guess you tied the long rope around your waist, and then grabbed it with your hands. Sliding down slowly, to ensure your own safety, the gloved hands may not leave marks, but? But tied around the waist with a rope like this, the force it bears is indeed true."

"You have used so many tricks, but the purpose is..."

"Wait a minute!" Conan broke free from Xiaolan's hand who was holding him, and jumped down. At this moment, he didn't care to hide anything, and asked eagerly, "But if Miss Changzi did all this, she ? What is the purpose?"

"Purpose?"

"Yes, if Ms. Changzi is the murderer, then what is her purpose?" Conan asked in a mature tone that didn't fit his age, "Everything Miss Changzi did, whether it was disguised as Ms. Chunzi will change the time of death, or forge the current crime scene and become the first witness, which is not good for her? Isn't it?"

"None of these items can reduce her suspicion. Being the first witness to the murder case aggravated her suspicion, and she pretended to be the time of Miss Junzi's death, that is, she died bizarrely while watching a movie. At this point in time, she didn't have an alibi, didn't she? So, what is her purpose for doing this?"

Conan held his chin, pondered, and unknowingly uttered his question. After he finished speaking, he found that everyone was staring at him dumbfounded, and immediately changed his words, "Ahahaha, this is the message I just sent to the new brother? , he told me."

Kirikiri listened to him quietly, then turned his gaze to Chang Zi, "Indeed, what Miss Chang Zi did to her? It won't do any good..."

"Wait... wait, I said, I killed my sister, and I pleaded guilty!"

"But, I never said that Miss Changzi is the murderer..."

"I've already said, I'm the murderer, I killed it, arrest me, don't ask me any more!" Chang Zi burst into tears, and rushed to police officer Henggou who was stunned by her sudden confession. In front of him, he stretched out his hands in tears, "I am a murderer, don't ask..."

"Miss Changzi is not the murderer, she? She did all this just to protect the real murderer..." Before Wuqie finished speaking, an angry Changzi rushed over and grabbed him, "Shut up, shut up, shut up! ! I said I've pleaded guilty! Stop talking!"

The police officers immediately separated them in a hurry. The scene was extremely chaotic, and it took a long time for several police officers to restrain Changzi who was in a frenzy. She probably knew that it was difficult to stop the development of the situation and fell into a Desperate, he was out of breath from crying, his face turned red after breathing, his hair was covered with tears, and his trembling was like an electric shock.

Wukiri was staggered by Changzi's push, and the arm grabbed by the crazy Changzi should be very painful, but he still didn't respond, and he continued talking when the scene calmed down.

His narration was slow and orderly, as if he was telling a story, completely unaffected by any external factors, "Miss Chang Zi did this to protect the real murderer."

"The murderer is you."

Kirikiri stretched out his hand and pointed at Zuo Tian who was standing aside with a blank face, as if unable to react to the development of the situation, he clenched his fist.

"Mr. Zuo Tian, ​​it's you!"

His words fell on everyone's ears like thunder, and Chang Zi burst into a desperate and sharp cry like a trapped animal, which seemed to be screaming or howling. She covered her face and bent down, and finally said no again. Speak up.

"I... the murderer is me...?"

Zuo Tian pointed at himself slowly and bluntly, and it took him a long time to make a sound.

"That's right, it's you." Wuqie said, "I guess, you probably? I don't know, you are the murderer, right? Miss Junzi's body has so many wounds, but they are all to cover up the real wounds."

"You're thinking about it carefully. Have you had a fight with Miss Junzi recently?"

Zuo Tian seemed to be dazed by the current development. He couldn't think anymore. He tried hard to remember for a long time before he opened his mouth, "Yes, this morning? Junko and I... We had a big argument, I pushed gave her a hand, and then I left the house,"

"Later she? Send me a message, telling me that I will watch a movie with us tonight, because this is an appointment... But? Is... Could it be? But when I came back, she? She was fine."

"She?...I, no, at that time...??" Zuo Tian couldn't speak incoherently, he tried hard to think, thinking about something suddenly, he turned his eyes stiffly to cover his face Limp on the ground? Crying Changko.

"That's right, Miss Chunzi was already dead at that time." Wuqiri walked to the corpse, lifted Chunzi's thick silver hair from her face, revealing the wound inside, "The cause of death should be this bruise on the back of the head. "

"Zuo Tian, ​​when you were arguing with Miss Chunzi, you accidentally pushed Miss Chunzi, which resulted in Miss Chunzi's death."

"Then you left? You didn't know the fact of Miss Junzi's death, but it was found out by Miss Changzi who came to your house. She designed this trick to protect you."

"Cuts, bloodletting, hanging, these wounds are also to make this bruise less conspicuous, and the falsification of the scene of the crime and the change of the time of the crime are all to create an alibi for you."

"Originally, the relationship with Ms. Junzi was getting more and more tense. You were the one who asked your companion to watch the movie together, and you still had a fight with her here, and you even flirted with a high school girl. This made you the most suspicious, but? It's you who have the perfect alibi."

"All these tricks are designed to clear your suspicion."

"For... me? Why?"

"Because Miss Changzi likes you, right?" Osamu Dazai, who hadn't said a word and was listening silently, suddenly walked in, and stopped lightly in front of Zuotian. He lowered his head slightly, looking down at his pale face, The corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly.

"Miss Changzi has always liked you just like her twin sister, that's why she devised so many tricks for you, even if she left her own sister in tatters, even if she endured severe pain in her waist, Climbing down from the window, even if she didn't design a way out, admitting that everything was her own crime, she? Also? Want to protect you. "

"No...it's not like this..." Changzi covered his face, tears kept flowing from his fingers, "I hated my sister very much, and I wanted to kill her a long time ago? Our relationship is not good in the first place. , none of this has anything to do with Zuo Tian!"

"If you say so, just treat it like this." Osamu Dazai is not with her? Talk more, staring at her? The crying face, the thin eyelids hanging down to cover the dark pupils, and the long eyelashes blinking Blinking, "It's really sad."

He turned around, returned to Tsushima Hiiragi, hugged her arm, Tsushima smiled and turned around, so that he could get closer to him, Dazai Osamu stuck to her body even more tightly, Close to her?, buried his face in her arms.

"It's finally over, let's go home." His voice buried in Tsushima Hiiragi's clothes was muffled, Tsushima Hiiragi smiled and agreed, and walked out with him, leaving the messy things behind.

Behind him, Zuo Tian, ​​who was handcuffed with gloves, still looked dazed. He still couldn't accept the fact that he had killed his girlfriend. Chang Zi was still crying, but not struggling. He stretched out his hand quietly, accepted the shackles, and left behind. Shocked Ogura and Mizuki are in place?.

Seeing this farce, Makoto Sapling couldn't help sighing, "I didn't expect Mr. Zuotian to be the murderer. He really doesn't look like someone who can kill, but..." She thought about it, " You can't even tell that your girlfriend is pretending to be someone else, what an incompetent boyfriend."

She? Edogawa Ranpo next to her woke up at some point, rubbed her eyes, revealed emerald green pupils, and stared at the two people who were escorted into the police car, "Who knows? He really didn't recognize himself Is the girlfriend Chang Zi in disguise?"

"Ranbu, what do you mean by that?" Seedling turned around and tugged at his arm.

"...It's nothing." Edogawa Ranpo narrowed his eyes and retracted his gaze, "Okay, okay, let's go home, I'm so sleepy!"

They left noisily?

After everyone left, Ezhi Shimadun left. He walked straight along the main road at the door. After walking for more than ten minutes, he turned around many small roads before turning back and returning to the movie theater again. , got into a car that had been parked far away on the abandoned first floor.

"Has it been discovered?"

"Probably not. It was me when he woke up. If you say that, he probably hasn't really seen you. Even if he's smart, he shouldn't be able to reason it out."

"No, he should already know." The teenager sitting inside turned his head, his blue pupils like glass marbles turned over without any emotion, and his expressionless face was reflected on the car's glass. Face, "Our plan is also going to be advanced."

"Let's drive the car." He ordered coldly.

The driver in the front row, wearing a dusty cape-style suit, started to drive at his command.

It was the one who snatched Tsushima Hiiragi's bag on the street before.

The author has something to say: I was very busy a while ago, and now I have resumed normal updates

Before, a little angel said that the writing was a bit watery. I reflected on it. I will pay more attention to it in the future. No matter how busy I am in the future, I will pay attention to the quality of the content. I often feel that my writing is not good enough. Thank you all for liking me and giving me The power to keep writing

The title is from Tagore's collection of poems