The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

"The deceased's name was Kawabata Shiro, 46 ​​years old, and his profession was a film producer. The cause of death was asphyxiation caused by potassium cyanate."

After listening to the report from his subordinates, Yokomori Shigego complained: "Really, it's either potassium cyanate or arsenic, or it's caustic soda. Where did the recent gangsters get so much poison?"

Unlike Tokyo, criminals in the Kanagawa area were somewhat "innovative" and used arsenic and caustic soda.

"Did he eat something before he died?" Henggou Shigego asked again.

"Yes, he ate roast duck." A fat-faced police officer reported while holding the police manual in his hand, "But we did not test for toxic reactions in the roast duck, and no poison was found on the waiter who served the food. .”

"But there was a lot of poison found on the towel he was using."

"I see. So the deceased had poison on his hands before eating the roast duck."

"In this way, it is possible that the murderer who poisoned the deceased was one of you who had a meal with the deceased not long ago."

Yokomori Shigego looked at everyone who was eating together at the table before, even Conan.

"You guys, who was the person eating next to the deceased just now?"

Everyone looked at me and me, and finally their eyes fell on Qin Zhibo.

Qin Zhibo stood up and took the initiative to explain: "After changing seats, I was indeed next to the deceased."

"What about the other side of the deceased? Who is it?" Henggou Chongwu asked again.

After the words fell, a young voice at the foot admitted, "It was me. I was eating Xiao Long Bao at the time."

Henggou Jongwu glanced at Conan, then at Qin Zhibo, and then dropped his head.

"This will make it clear that he first poisoned his own towel, and then took the opportunity to switch the towel over to kill the deceased."

"That's you, Mr. Qin Zhibo."

"Me?" Although Qin Zhibo had already guessed that this was a policeman whose ability could not match his personality, he did not expect it to be so outrageous.

Seeing that Qin Zhibo wanted to "deny", Henggou Juwu pointed at Conan next to him with his white gloves and said, "You are sitting next to the deceased. It is easiest to change his towel!"

"And it's absolutely impossible for this little brother to kill anyone!"

Qin Zhibo: You really guessed it right. The truth is often so absurd.

Such "reliable" reasoning surprised everyone.

The corners of Henggou Jonggo's mouth raised slightly, showing a hint of a bad smile. Qin Zhibo seriously suspected that this guy was either a real NT or was deliberately targeting him.

"You said I killed the person, but I had no motive. It was also the first day I met the deceased."

Henggou Jugo thought for a moment and said nonsensically: "As a detective, you experience numerous murder cases every day and see countless arrested criminals."

"Gradually, your psychology will become distorted, and you will have thoughts about whether you can commit a perfect crime."

"You carry cyanide with you, and you just need to pick people you don't know to attack, and then use your identity as a famous detective to make it impossible for people to suspect you."

Qin Zhibo: "." Is it true that people who stare into the abyss are also stared into by the abyss?

Before Qin Zhibo could explain for himself, Mao Lilan, who was resting on a chair, suddenly shouted: "Mr. Qin absolutely cannot be a murderer!"

Conan didn't want to speak at first. After all, Qin Zhibo could easily resolve this level of suspicion by himself.

But seeing Mao Lilan speak for Qin Zhibo, she became a little excited and rushed to help because she was not in good condition.

"Yes, Uncle Qin came to the table later, and the waiter handed out towels later. He didn't go to the toilet in the meantime, so he didn't have time to apply venom on them."

Although Qin Zhibo had eaten in this restaurant a long time ago, he might have prepared poisoned towels at the previous dinner.

But Qin Zhibo is a good person, and Conan believes that Qin Zhibo would not do this.

When Conan said this, Yokomori Shigego was also stunned. Even a primary school student could easily refute his reasoning.

"This is it"

While Henggou was in a state of confusion, Qin Zhibo suggested: "Why don't we restore the scene at the dinner table, so that we can better clarify the clues of the case."

Qin Zhibo's suggestion made Henggou realize that he had been saved, and he quickly nodded and agreed.

After a brief scene arrangement, the bodies after evidence collection were removed, and everyone sat back at the dinner table.

The deceased was replaced by Yokomori Shigego. Everyone else sat in their original positions, and the dishes on the table also returned to their original positions.

Henggou Jugo glanced around the people and dishes on the table and asked, "What next?"

Qin Zhibo looked at Conan, "You don't want to eat Xiao Long Bao. The buns are right in front of you now. Eat them."

Conan glanced at Qin Zhibo doubtfully, and then at the newly served hot steamed dumplings. He didn't understand what kind of medicine Qin Zhibo was selling in his gourd.

However, when Qin Zhibo said this, his stomach did grow faintly.

When I arrived in Yokohama from Rice Krispies, I didn’t even have time to eat a bite of Xiao Long Bao when I was interrupted by a case.

Could it be that this guy saw that I was hungry, so he made a special arrangement?

For a moment, Conan was touched by Qin Zhibo's "warmth".

Conan was about to pick up a small steamed bun with chopsticks to relieve his hunger, but was suddenly interrupted by Qin Zhibo's voice.

"Conan, don't forget the dipping sauce you need to eat Xiao Long Bao, soy sauce and chili oil."

Conan frowned, but still turned the turntable and reached for the soy sauce bottle on the turntable.

But just when Conan got the soy sauce bottle and was about to pour soy sauce into the plate, Qin Zhibo spoke again.

"Wait a minute, Conan."

"You didn't get the soy sauce bottle so easily at the dinner table just now, remember?"

After Qin Zhibo reminded him, Conan also remembered that someone always turned the table when he was taking things.

If I didn't mention it, I would have almost forgotten, isn't this person just you?

Helpless, Conan could only put the soy sauce bottle back on the turntable, then reached out to adjust the turntable, while giving Qin Zhibo a look of disdain.

But what Conan didn't expect was that Qin Zhibo didn't reach out, but looked at Director Isogami on the other side of the table.

"Mr. Isogami, it's your turn to perform."

Isogami was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Qin Zhibo's firm eyes and Henggou's increasingly suspicious expression, he could only stretch out his hand and press it on the turntable.

Conan took a look and understood.

It turns out it’s you, the sixth child!

In accordance with Qin Zhibo's request to restore the scene at that time, Conan turned the turntable several times and wanted to reach for the soy sauce, but Isogami pushed the turntable back several times.

Because Conan was not tall enough and could not see what was happening across the table, he misunderstood that it was Qin Zhibo who did it.

You turn the table when the God of Death picks up the food, and Chun Chun narrows the path.

The two demonstrated the situation several times, but Yokomori Shigego didn't understand and asked: "Mr. Isogami, why do you have to turn the table again and again?"

A drop of cold sweat ran down Isogami's forehead. He glanced at the dishes in front of him and then at Conan.

The fatal question before him had two explanations.

One explanation is that he was playing a prank on Conan.

Another explanation is that he wanted to eat the food in front of him.

But when he lowered his head and glanced at the dish in front of him, he saw that the two egg dishes he ordered were the key to the entire killing method.

If you say you want to eat egg dishes, you are giving the detectives and police a hint to focus on it.

So after weighing it, he chose the first explanation.

"Ha, I just wanted to make a joke with this little brother."

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Conan gave me a death stare. Do you think it’s funny to you?

Although other people also thought this reason was a bit strange, they didn't say much.

Qin Zhibo looked at Isogami's slightly far-fetched acting skills and knew that this was definitely not his true thoughts.

After adjusting the turntable several times, the killing method must be related to the turntable.

Combined with the fact that the towel with the investigation point was placed on the table in front of him, this Isogami was indeed suspicious.

Next, the reenactment of the scene will continue.

Qin Zhibo restored the turntable to the position in his memory and continued: "Conan, are you going to get the spicy oil now?"

Conan nodded.

Qin Zhibo looked at Isogami, "Next, Mr. Isogami and I will be needed together."

"Please put your hands on the turntable, Mr. Isogami."

Isogami knew he couldn't escape, so he could only put his hand on the turntable obediently

His eyes became more and more uneasy, and the cold sweat on his temples was unconsciously flowing from his thick hair.

How painful it is to watch the story of your crime being repeated before your eyes.

This killing method itself is a tightrope walk. If there is a slight deviation, it may fail or kill the wrong person.

After finally walking the tightrope once, I was forced to walk it again.

And it's in front of the police and famous detectives. If you are not careful, you will be in danger.

Under strong psychological pressure, although Isogami chose to cooperate in the performance, his palms were just weakly placed on the turntable.

Seeing this, Qin Zhibo explained directly: "Let me explain the situation at that time."

"Actually, Mr. Isogami was still adjusting the turntable vigorously at that time, trying to 'trick' this child."

"But I reached out and held down the turntable so that it couldn't rotate, allowing Conan to get the spicy oil smoothly."

After Qin Zhibo's explanation, Conan realized that he had completely misunderstood Qin Zhibo.

Thank you, Spinner!

Conan took the chili oil, poured some on the plate in front of him, and put it back on the turntable.

Qin Zhibo let go of his hand, looked at Isogami who was motionless, and said, "Mr. Isogami, I let go now. It's your turn to adjust the turntable."

"Don't forget to adjust the turntable to the correct position."

Isogami was startled for a moment and looked around at the eyes of the people around him again.

Although the scene of this incident reappeared, Qin Zhibo never said who the murderer was.

But Qin Zhibo called his name over and over again, asked himself to cooperate with the performance, and adjusted the turntable on the table. The underlying meaning was already very obvious.

There was a fierce battle going on in Isogami's heart. After a moment of silence, his clasped hands suddenly loosened.

"As expected of a detective, you win."

Everyone at the dinner table was shocked by this situation, and Yokomori Shigego quickly asked: "Mr. Isage, what do you mean by this?"

Qin Zhibo was also a little surprised by Isogami's sudden surrender, and thought he would fight to the end.

However, in order to get a better evaluation of the task, Qin Zhibo quickly stood up from his seat and walked calmly to Isogami.

Opening the towel on the table in front of Isogami, there was a blue stain inside.

"This is."×n

Everyone stretched their heads and saw the blue color above, and they were a little confused.

But there was a thunder in Conan's brain, and after the intracranial orgasm, he understood the entire case.

"That's right, the towel placed here by Mr. Isogami actually belongs to the deceased."

"The blue stain on this is actually the paint on the deceased's jeans!"

Qin Zhibo's tone was tough and left no room for doubt.

But in fact, before Qin Zhibo opened the towel, he didn't expect that there would be jeans paint inside the towel.

Who would have thought that a film producer would go to Bingxixi to buy pants!

At this time, Yokomori Jugo also caught up with the train of thought and reasoned: "If this towel belongs to the deceased, then the poisoned towel placed next to the deceased actually belongs to Isogami?"

Qin Zhibo nodded affirmatively, "Actually, Mr. Isogami already knew that the deceased hated egg dishes, so he deliberately ordered two egg dishes."

"When Conan wanted to get soy sauce for the first time, Mr. Isogami saw that the roast duck was coming, so he turned the turntable and wiped the bottom of the egg cooking turntable with a poison towel prepared in advance."

"As for applying the poison at this time, I am afraid that if the poison is applied in advance, other people may be accidentally poisoned."

As Qin Zhibo spoke, he pushed the turntable with one hand and restored the situation again.

At this time, two egg dishes happened to stop in front of Isogami.

"When Conan asked for the spicy oil for the second time, Isogami had already applied the poison and was preparing to serve two egg dishes to the deceased."

"Taking advantage of the deceased's dislike of eggs, he would inevitably reach out and move the eggs in front of him. And because the two dishes were relatively close to each other, the deceased would hold the edge of the turntable to adjust the turntable."

"In this way, the deceased's fingers will naturally be stained with poison, and the poison will be put into the mouth when eating roast duck."

"It's just that I wanted Conan to get the spicy oil, which delayed Mr. Isogami's plan."

Qin Zhibo's reasoning combined with the time-adjusted turntable gave a vivid and vivid lecture on murder techniques.

Next to him, Isogami had already lit a cigarette, took two big puffs, and then put the cigarette out in the ashtray.

The dozen or so cigarette butts lying in the ashtray showed his confusion before taking action.

Under the attention of everyone, Isogami revealed his motive for killing, which was to avenge an actress he once worked for.

At first, Isogami was sarcastic about the actress's acting skills, but gradually, he was conquered by her serious attitude towards pursuing her dreams in the entertainment industry, and developed a crush on her.

In the last movie of the actress's lifetime, she insisted not to use a stuntman out of her love for movies, which led to her accidental death.

But after the movie became a hit, Kawabata, a film producer, laughed and said that he actually had a chance to stop the actress.

After hearing the motive for the murder, Qin Zhibo was confused.

Maybe the producer didn't have much sympathy, but the reason for his death was really the same as extending his head and shrinking his head.

Let the actress act, she will be responsible for her own death.

Don't let the actress act, this is another person's lifelong dream.

In the final analysis, the producer's character was not strong enough and he was unlucky.

Just when Qin Zhibo lamented the unfair fate of the producer who died tragically, Mao Lilan, who had been silent in the chair, suddenly swayed and fell to the ground.

"Xiaolan!"

"Xiaolan!"