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

Chapter 686 The price of talking too much

Looking at Niu Jinyan with a look of regret, Guangyou's thoughts surged.

If Niu Jinyan was really the murderer, then his coming to wrestle really buried his acting skills.

He suspected that the important evidence was on Niu Jinyan, but there was no legitimate reason to search him now.

On weekdays, the police didn't search the body casually, and they had to have a reason, maybe because they didn't find the murder weapon, or maybe because they were worried about the suspect having something dangerous on him.

But the current situation is that the police didn't think of the murderer's method at all. They saw that the murder weapon had been found, so they didn't think about searching these people.

Moreover, it is inappropriate to rashly propose a body search. If it is found, it is okay, but if it is not found, a censorship will definitely be indispensable.

After all, in the eyes of others, I am just a child, and if I bring it up, I will probably be said to be making trouble.

Sure enough, Conan still has to play.

Seeing that Guangyou had recovered, Xiao Ai asked, "Do you think there is something wrong with that man?"

"Maybe." Guangyou didn't dare to conclude that he was the murderer until he saw the solid evidence, and replied, "But there is no evidence, and there are some things I haven't figured out."

"Which things I didn't figure out, can you tell me?" Xiao Ai folded her hands, looked at Guangyou who was half a step away from her, and said with a relaxed expression, "Maybe I can figure it out."

"Of course I can." Guangyou withdrew his gaze from Niu Jinyan, squeezed his chin, and said, "In the video, the murderer looked around after killing someone, and even tripped over him, but I didn't know he was watching. what."

"If you say he was attracted by the things in this room, I don't think so. The murderer got up from the ground and left the lounge directly without searching at all."

"And there is nothing in this room, just a table, a few chairs, and a few cabinets. The cabinets have been searched a long time ago, and there are only clothes changed by those players."

"It's not that he doesn't know the way. This is not a maze, it's just a rest room of several square meters. Unless this person is sick and blind, how can he not know the way."

These doubts have been hovering in Guangyou's mind for a long time and cannot be dispelled.

Even if he brought himself into the identity of the murderer, he still couldn't understand it.

"It's indeed suspicious." Xiao Ai nodded after hearing this, and said, "Let me think about it."

"It's okay, think about it slowly." After Guangyou answered, he turned his attention back to Police Officer Mumu and Dashen Jingqing.

The cross-examination continued, and Police Officer Mu Mu interrupted the exclamation of several people and asked, "Mr. Dashen, where were you at [-]:[-]?"

"Because I was going to fight, I was warming up alone in the foreign wrestlers' lounge."

Considering Leonardo Rossi's language barrier, Dagami Jingqing also helped him explain, "Other foreign wrestlers including Rossi were watching Mr. Kiba's match on the spot."

Officer Mumu turned to look at Leonardo Rossi, and was about to speak English, when he suddenly remembered the experience of being crazily corrected by a foreign woman, hesitated a little, and said in Japanese: "Yes Is that so?"

Leonardo Rossi looked at Officer Mumu with his slightly drooping eyes, with a dazed expression.

Police officer Mu Mu, who didn't get a response, coughed lightly, and repeated it again, this time he deliberately slowed down his speech: "Is that so, Mr. Lai... Rossi."

The names of these foreigners are really troublesome.

Leonardo Rossi's expression was still a little dazed. After thinking for a while, he turned his head to look at Dashen Jingqing. Seeing the other party nodding, he turned his head and replied in English: "Yes."

Hearing this sentence, Police Officer Mu Mu secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Although his English is not very good, he can still understand "YES".

It is really difficult to talk to foreigners without knowing a foreign language.

After regaining his senses, Officer Mu Mu nodded and said, "That is to say, all of you have alibi?"

"Officer Megure, I have a different opinion." Uncle Maori said after careful consideration of his words, "This case cannot be committed without the wolf-faced warrior's mask, so I think the murderer should be free to enter and leave foreign players. One of the two in the lounge."

Before Dashen Jingqing could explain, Police Officer Mumu said, "Brother Maoli, in fact, Guangyou has already found the mask hidden in the bathroom next door, and the one used by the murderer is also in it."

"I think those masks should have been placed in that bathroom in the first place. If they were useful, they should be to conceal the true identity of the wolf-faced warrior."

After saying this, the eyes of Uncle Mao Li and Police Officer Megure turned to Dashen Jingqing.

Dashen Jingqing nodded and said: "The police officer is right. The wolf-faced warrior's mask and the spare mask are placed in the bathroom, so that we can put on the mask secretly. Otherwise, I often go in and out of the foreign players' lounge. It is easy to arouse suspicion from the outside world.”

After getting an affirmative answer, Uncle Maori was a little embarrassed.

Turning his head to look at Guangyou who found the mask, Uncle Maoli saw the kid shrugging at him, and curled his lips involuntarily.

This brat.
"Damn it." Officer Meguro frowned and sighed, "It would be great if the victim left some message before death." "

Xiao Lan, who had been on the sidelines, frowned suddenly when she heard this, and repeated in a low voice: "A message before death."

"Sister Xiaolan, what's the matter with you?" Conan turned to look at Xiaolan and asked with concern.

In order not to disturb the police handling the case, Xiaolan deliberately bent down and said softly: "Didn't I say before that I know a wrestling nirvana, and the name of that nirvana is very similar to 'message before death'. "

"If I'm not mistaken, is that nirvana called 'hand-to-hand combat before death'?" Takagi's voice suddenly sounded, "It was performed by Mir."

Conan and Xiaolan were taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, Xiaolan laughed a few times and said, "It doesn't seem to be the name."

"Could it be Brauti's flying rope jump?" Takagi continued to speculate with a smile all over his face, "or Fax's wind speed grappling technique."

Xiaolan recalled it for a while, then shook her head: "I remember it seems to be Japanese wrestling moves."

This sentence narrowed the scope all of a sudden, Takagi seemed to have guessed the answer, and said with a slightly excited expression: "Then it must be Muto's."

"Boom!"

Officer Megure retracted his fist with black lines all over his head, and after thinking for a while, he whispered to Takagi, "Don't participate in this case, go and calm down first."

After teaching Takagi a lesson, Police Officer Megure turned his head and said to the four suspects: "In short, we will continue our investigation here. You guys should go to the temporary interrogation room and stand by with this detective Takagi."

After hearing the arrangement, Dashen Jingqing and Leonardo Rossi began to put on the wolf head mask.

Their true identities have yet to be revealed.

Takagi sighed deeply.

I will definitely have to write a self-criticism or something when I go back this trip.

"Takagi." The voice of police officer Mu Mu sounded faintly, and now he didn't even talk about his brother, "Take a few of you to the temporary interrogation room to rest."

Takagi replied weakly: "Yes."

Why can't I control that mouth?

(End of this chapter)