Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 144

When the two left, Hattori Heiji had already started his own reasoning:
"This room looks like a secret room at first glance, but in fact there is still a gap—it's there, under the door."

"...Are you serious?" Mori Kogoro looked at the gap less than half a centimeter speechless, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "The desk is so far away from the door, even if the murderer is a good shot, it is impossible for the murderer to pass through the gap , Throw the key into the victim's pocket!"

"Of course not throwing it directly, but using such a tool." Hattori Heiji said while taking out a bundle of fishing line from his pocket.

This is what he just dug out from the trash can in the Japanese room. The thread was rolled into a small bundle, and one end was tied with a thin needle.

Hattori Heiji held the prop and looked around for a week. His eyes flicked over Mori Kogoro, Shiraki and others, and finally settled on Megure Police Department who was similar in size to the victim. "Can you please play the role of the deceased?"

"Uh... okay." Megure police department walked over hesitantly, and Hattori Heiji pushed him to sit on the chair.

The latter gestured at the Mumu Police Department with the needle, "The murderer first killed the victim with the poisonous needle in this way, and then took the key from him."

He picked up the house key which had been found in the trouser pocket of the deceased.

On the key ring, in addition to the key, there is also an oval flat hanging buckle, which is composed of two parts that are flattened together and can be slid open.

After separating, it can be found that there is a piece of tape on the inside of the buckle, and a thin strip has bulged in the middle of the tape, as if a wire had passed through it.

Hattori Heiji had the key in one hand and the fishing line in the other, like a teacher demonstrating a scientific experiment to children, talking with eloquence:

"First fix the end without the needle on the key ring with adhesive tape, and the end of the needle goes through the victim's pocket... Tsk, police department, stand up for a while, the needle won't go through."

"...", I always feel that you are implying that I am fat!
The Mumu police department cooperated with his request depressedly, and this time, the needle passed through successfully.

Hattori Heiji followed the remaining fishing coils, retreated out of the room, closed the door, locked the door with a key, put the key on the ground, and slowly pulled back the fishing line.

In the room, everyone stared at the slowly moving key with bated breath. It was pulled by the fishing line, rubbed across the ground, climbed up the stool, and finally sank into the pocket of the Mumu Police Department without a sound.

Then, Hattori Heiji pulled hard, and the fishing line was pulled out of the tape and pulled out of the door.

Except for a small piece of tape left in the key fob, the other traces disappeared perfectly. This is indeed a means of creating a secret room.

Police officer Mu Mu got up excitedly, and was about to investigate the suspect according to this clue, but a voice suddenly came from beside him, "Wait, when we found the key, the key was put in the interlayer of the inner bag, right?"

Hattori Heiji was startled, walked towards Megure police station, bent down to take out his pocket, "That's right, as long as the needle passes through the interlayer fabric, you can..."

pat-

As soon as he pulled out the pocket a little, the key turned out of the pocket and fell to the ground, obviously in a very shallow place, not in the inner mezzanine.

"...How?! I obviously let the needle pass through the interlayer!"

Bai Shu pointed to Chi Cunxun's body, "The victim's body shape is relatively plump, what's more, he is still sitting on a chair. In this posture, the pocket will be squeezed very tightly, and the key cannot slide in so smoothly. .”

The black-skinned detective stared, his tongue stiffened, "But... even if it's like this, it will succeed once in ten times!"

Bai Shu turned the dead fish's eyes and looked at him:
"You haven't been in the victim's pockets, you have no idea how tight his pants are, and that's when he's lying down -- if he's sitting down, trying to get the keys to slide in that way is like trying to make a basketball Like hitting a golf hole, it's not a probability event at all."

"Yes, but I found fishing line and needles in the trash can in the Japanese room! There are such things in ordinary trash cans?"

... so stubborn.

Bai Shu opened his mouth, and before he could speak, a voice suddenly came from the door, "That's the murderer's misleading."

Everyone followed the prestige, and suddenly saw Kudo Shinichi who was disheveled and sweating profusely at the door.

"..."

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Bai Shu took out the notebook and glanced at it. Kudo Shinichi's name was no longer on it.

Yes, the quality of the protagonist's aura is good.

Kudo Shinichi looked handsome, but he was actually leaning against the door frame in a dazed manner, while talking, he took out a large amount of fishing line from his pocket.

They were rolled into several balls, each with a needle attached to one end, exactly the same as the one in Hattori Heiji's hand, five or six bundles in total:
"I found the same sets of evidence in every corner of this house."

"So many?" Hattori Heiji stared at them dumbfounded, never expecting such an operation.

Among the detectives present—not counting the confused uncle—he was the only one who was hooked? !

"Then how did the murderer escape? It can't be that the victim committed suicide and then wants to blame others!"

"Speaking of which, when I entered the door for the first time, I seemed to see Mrs. Chi Jiang taking something from the key chain"

Bai Shu suddenly looked thoughtful, "But at that time, the line of sight was blocked by other people, so I couldn't see clearly, so I didn't say anything just now."

He turned his gaze to the key pendant in Ikemura Gongjiang's hand.

"You...cough, that's right, the murder weapon is probably hidden there."

Kudo Shinichi almost blurted out "Your observation skills are really good", and finally swallowed the words, pretending that Shiraki was a strange detective who had only met a few times, and continued to tell his reasoning:
"When we found the victim, the opera was playing in the room, and there were a pile of books on the table in front of the victim. Have you ever thought that this is because the sound of the opera can overwhelm the possible screams of the victim when he was stabbed by a poisonous needle?" screaming, and the pile of books can block his painfully distorted face for a moment."

"You mean..." Hattori Heiji seemed to understand, and looked straight at Mrs. Ikemura.

The latter pursed his lips tightly, his face drooped, staring at the floor, the wrinkles on his forehead and chin became more profound due to the dim light.

Hearing this bold guess, everyone in the room was stunned.

At first glance, it seems audacious to be unbelievable, but when you think about it carefully, it seems not impossible.

Recalling Shiraki's words just now, Mumu Police Department approached Ikemura Koe carefully, "Mrs. Ikemura, can you show us your key?"

Chi Cun Gongjiang clutched his wallet and didn't even look at him.

Mu Mu had no choice but to tentatively reach out to take it, Chimura Gongjiang's hand holding the key flicked like an electric shock, but finally fell back to its original position, let him take it away.

The exquisite oval keychain is engraved with plain blue and white patterns, which are the same as Ikemura Isao's keychain.

The Mumu Police Department pinched it with a little strength, and swiped his fingers.

The keychain slid open silently, revealing a slender groove engraved on the inside.

Exactly the shape of a needle.

(End of this chapter)