I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 131 Uncle Maori's Solo Show
"Don't go, don't talk so full!"

Guangyou walked out of the room with a book in his hand, and said to everyone, "The reasoning that uncle just said is actually what the prisoner wanted him to say."

Everyone was puzzled, and Uncle Mao Li was even more puzzled: "Guangyou, what are you talking about? What did the prisoner want me to say?"

Guangyou walked slowly to the sofa, turned the pages of the book gently, and said, "The two police officers and Mr. Nakamoto please sit down first, there is plenty of time, don't rush, Uncle Mao Li has something to say to everyone. "

Police officer Mumu turned his head and looked at Uncle Maoli suspiciously: "Brother Maoli, what do you want to say?"

Uncle Mao Li had a question mark on his face at the moment: "What are you talking about, why don't I know what I should say, what are you talking about, Guangyou?"

At this time, Guangyou buckled the open book on the table, walked to Uncle Mao Li, and said something in Uncle Mao Li's ear.

The expression on Uncle Mao Li's face was puzzled at first, then turned to surprise after a second, and turned to doubt again after a while, and finally nodded with a firm expression.

He turned to look at Guangyou: "Guangyou, are you sure?"

After getting Guangyou's affirmation, Uncle Mao Li's face remained normal, and he said, "Mr. Nakamoto, the reasoning I just said should be what you want me to say, right?"

Police officer Mumu felt something was wrong: "Brother Maoli, what do you mean?"

"Yes, Mr. Hiroshi Nakamoto is the real murderer!"

This sentence caused a drop of unnoticeable cold sweat to break out of Nakamoto Hiroshi's face. He pretended to be calm and said: "Mr. Mori, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"I don't understand? Really?" Uncle Mao Li smiled playfully, "Then sit down and listen to my reasoning first."

"Since your testimony is completely different from Professor Demura's, it will prove that one of them is lying. Then we only need to find the tape of what you said to prove that your testimony is correct, right?"

Police officer Megure nodded. Indeed, this tape is a very important piece of evidence, which also made Hiroshi Nakamoto's suspicion very small.

"Then, your testimony is correct, which means that the possibility that Professor Demura is the murderer will become very high. No matter who you are, there will be a possibility that Professor Demura is the murderer. This is also your clever point. What you say is half-truth, half-false, mixed with true and false, as long as people see the true part, they will subconsciously miss the false part."

"There are many doubts. You first reminded me that the tape was discarded by the murderer. Let me find it. And I found it very easily. If he took it away and threw it into any river, we will never find the tape. The murderer has time to get it. The belt proves that he has thought and reason, so he can't throw it in such a simple place nearby!"

The subject changed, and Uncle Mao Li said, "I remember that the garbage in that store would be cleaned up by recycling trucks in the evening. Do you think the tapes lost by the murderer might wait until I go to look for them?"

The question was thrown to Hiroshi Nakamoto, he didn't speak, obviously he couldn't refute.

Uncle Mori ignored Hiroshi Nakamoto, and continued: "Besides, you deliberately mentioned Professor Demura in my conversation with you. Of course, I would subconsciously think of Professor Demura, and wonder whether Professor Demura is the murderer."

"Later, you reminded me that the professor might go to some undisclosed places, which made me more suspicious of Professor Decun. Then, you mentioned the eavesdropping plan, so I immediately thought of the bug, and then the whole case was connected in series. Come to think of it, it seems certain that Professor Demura is the murderer."

"Actually!" Uncle Maori knocked on the table, his face full of amusement, "Actually, you did all of this. When Mr. Irie was performing a one-man show, you entered Mr. Irie's room and killed him. The so-called bug It's just that you deliberately loosened the screws of the plastic case with a screwdriver."

Then Uncle Mao Li got up and came to the table, picked up the book on the table, and pointed it out to everyone: "I asked Guangyou to get this book about psychology, which contains hints and guidance. You can read it. Is it very similar to the behavior of Mr. Nakamoto?"

Everyone looked at it, and sure enough, there were indeed some sentences on it that could guide people to say a certain sentence.

Hiroshi Nakamoto started to panic, he had to panic, as if everything about him had been completely seen through by Uncle Mori, he already felt that he was naked in front of Uncle Mori.

But he still pretended to be calm and said: "Mr. Mao Li, you have to show evidence to say that I am the murderer."

"I wanted to save you some face, but you should confess or turn yourself in, but you are not good enough!"

Uncle Mao Li shook his head, and said regretfully, "Then let me tell you, just now I asked Guangyou to go downstairs to look for the witness, Miss Azi."

As soon as the words fell, a young woman pushed open the door and poked her head out: "Well, did Mr. Maori call me here for something?"

After A Zi came in, Uncle Mao Li didn't say why he called her, but continued: "First of all, you will think of who is responsible for this case, so it is not surprising that you will come to me directly, after all, I, Kogoro Mao Li, is here The Metropolitan Police Department is quite famous, but it was your biggest mistake to find me!"

"You found out that I have a habit of drinking too much, so you stuffed this flyer in the mailbox of my office with all-you-can-eat and drink from eight to ten o'clock, so that I could go over and be your witness. It was to tell Officer Megure that you found out that I passed the apartment when the accident happened, and then you asked the police to let you visit me in order to help you reason."

Police officer Mumu understood Uncle Maoli's temperament very well, and nodded: "Indeed, if it happened to you brother Maoli, you would definitely go there!"

Uncle Mao Li resisted the urge to call Police Officer Megure, what the hell are you talking about?

"But, Dad, why did you let Ms. Azi come up?" Azi had been standing on it for a while, and she still wanted to settle the matter and go to work, but Uncle Mao Li talked for a long time, but it was not her turn to appear.

"Because, I saw this person stuff a red leaflet into a mailbox yesterday morning."

Since someone witnessed Hiroshi Nakamoto stuffing the leaflets, Hiroshi Nakamoto's fingerprints should be detectable on the leaflets. There is no special reason. Why did he come here to stuff the leaflets on purpose?

Hiroshi Nakamoto smiled wryly, "I thought it would go well, if only I had been more careful, but Mr. Mori, how did you notice my suspicion?"

"Because you just said that the old man with the dog stopped me, but I didn't say that the old man was with the dog from the beginning to the end? If you were really not there, how did you notice it? I think the old man should be you ?”

These words directly broke Hiroshi Nakamoto's mentality: "I lost Jingzhou carelessly."

After finishing speaking, he laughed wildly, he regretted, regretted that he asked Mori Kogoro to reason this time.

Who is Mori Kogoro?Detective!

Is he an ordinary famous detective?no!
Then the police took Hiroshi Nakamoto away. Uncle Mori looked at the police car going away, and secretly gave Guangyou a thumbs up. The operation just now made him a big hit!

After sending the police away, Uncle Mao Li opened the mailbox of the office and took a look. There were two pieces of paper in it, one of which was an invitation letter. Uncle Mao Li was very excited. This one said that there was a free offer of draft beer.

Uncle Mao Li's face was very excited: "Yo Xi! I'm going to drink beer later!"

This is obviously the scar that has healed and the scar has forgotten the pain. This happened just now, and Xiao Lan grabbed the flyer and tore it into pieces. After complaining, she hugged the pieces and turned away. I'm worried that Uncle Maori will stick the leaflets up and go drink again, so it's better to destroy them all.

Uncle Mao Li sniffed hard: "My wine! It's a pity not to drink the free wine!"

(End of this chapter)