Chapter 838: Ghost, Time Killing Incident 4

In the banquet hall, all the guests were waiting for the results of the police investigation. They were obviously quite sleepy, and they were not very willing to stay at the scene of the crime.

"Uh, the results of everyone's investigation, no one is secretly hiding the murder weapon, and no one has a lot of blood on their bodies... Then, let everyone go back today, and we will inform everyone after we need to make a statement," Meguro said After finishing the announcement, I looked at the time on my watch, "It's almost 1 o'clock..."

"Snapped!"

The lights in the hall suddenly went out and plunged into darkness, and the eyes that just raised their wrists froze. Before they could ask any questions, they saw the butler pushing a cake dining cart with candles coming.

"What's going on?" Mu Mu asked in surprise, "Does anyone still have a birthday? At this time..."

"Okay, the police department," Takagi continued to check his watch by candlelight, "after I send out the signal, blow out the candles like the victim."

"Huh?" Mu Mu's eyes widened, "What? Takagi, you..."

"It's now, 3... 2... 1... Alright!"

"call!"

Takagi sent a signal to the watch, and the dumbfounded Mumu didn't care to think about it. He bent down like a conditioned reflex, puffed up his cheeks and blew out all the candles in one go, and the venue fell into darkness again.

"and then?"

Mu Mu straightened up, looked around in doubt, and was wondering, when the back of the head was suddenly hit hard.

"Boom!"

"Who?!" Mu Mu turned his head and vaguely saw the black shadow of a stick, and suddenly said angrily, "Who hit me on the head with a stick just now?!"

"call--!"

With the ringing of the big bell, the floor-to-ceiling windows in the direction of the balcony snapped open, and the cold wind whizzed past.

Mu Mu lowered his face and chased after him: "What's the matter with this arrangement? Even opening the window and pretending to escape outside is useless, because I have already seen the stick that hit me, and now the person holding the stick..."

The light was turned on, and before Muguro pressed Takagi, who was sweating profusely, Conan stood up and said, "I'm sorry, Officer Megure, I hit you just now."

"Huh?" Mu Mu exclaimed and looked down at Conan, "What are you talking about, Conan, you didn't hold a stick!"

Beating people can admit so righteously,

This kid can really joke...

"Officer Mumu," Gao Cheng walked into the room from the balcony, and explained to Mumu, "It's indeed Conan, it's just that the stick has flown outside, to be exact, it's not a stick, but a stick. Take an umbrella."

"umbrella?"

"That's right, just like when the incident happened, the experiment was very successful."

Gao Cheng walked towards Mu Mu with a blank face and said: "First prepare a long rope, tie a heavy object in the middle, tie a slipknot that is easy to slide off at one end of the rope, hang the slipknot on the tip of the hour hand of the big clock outside, and tie it The heavy object hangs down over the balcony handrail, and the other end is pulled into the room through the window crack...

"When the lights are turned off in order to blow out the candles, tie the drawn rope to the handle of the umbrella. When the candle is blown out, hit the police officer with the umbrella, and then the umbrella will be pulled out due to a heavy object falling. so."

"But will this work? Although I didn't see it just now, someone will definitely find the rope on the balcony at the birthday party." Mu Mu touched his head depressedly.

Even so, there is no need to hit him on the head, right?

"Of course, in fact, the prisoner should use something like fishing line that is not easy to be found." Gao Cheng glanced at the bearded people, "The big clock outside is just above the balcony, and there is a ring on the hour hand." Go straight down to the gap at 6 o'clock, and the rope tied to it will soon fall off...

"As for the murder weapon and the heavy object, the reason why they couldn't find it should be that they fell directly into the well below. It's easy to do by extending the rope."

"Then," Mu Mu asked suspiciously, "where's the blood? The criminal stabbed the victim's chest, so he couldn't immediately go behind the victim to control the victim and use the force of the falling weight to pull out the murder weapon? If he just stabbed The chest of the victim, because there is a necklace painted with fluorescent paint on the chest, which makes sense, but it is impossible to move flexibly in the dark, besides..."

"No, it is impossible for the murderer to use a heavy object to pull out the murder weapon. If the heavy object is too heavy, it is easy to be found, so the prisoner pulled out the murder weapon himself, and the reason why he didn't splash blood all over his body is because..."

Gao Cheng's eyes fell on the bearded Qingbian Dingwu.

"Before revealing the cause, we can first figure out who the killer is."

"Can we know directly?" Mu Mu was stunned.

"Yeah, the key is the bloodstains," Gao Cheng explained, "only Mr. Qingbian got the bloodstains, because Mr. Qingbian who was close to the hands and cuffs of the fallen victim after the incident wiped the bloodstains on his arms Miss Zhou Fang, the old man Gu Yuan whose shoulders were spattered with blood...

"It's not surprising that the old man was standing next to the madam. The blood on Miss Zhou Fang's arm was probably wiped by the murder weapon flying to the balcony... Then, I would like to ask Mr. Qingbian, how can I get close to the madam to leave this place behind?" Kind of blood."

Gao Cheng quietly looked at Qingbian Dingwu's trembling hands.

"Hands and cuffs, are you pressing directly on Madam's bleeding chest? Even so, how can the clothes and pants not be stained with blood? It's strange that you didn't step on the blood with such a large amount of bleeding...

"So there is only one reason. The reason why your hands are stained with blood is because you directly took the murder weapon!"

"What?" Mu Mu was shocked, "Mr. Qingbian is the murderer?! The murder weapon is..."

"Didn't I just say that? It's an umbrella, but he uses a folding umbrella, which can be hidden in his arms to commit crimes more conveniently without being discovered."

Gao Cheng makes the final reasoning.

"This can be somewhat guessed from their testimonies. The big man, the fat man, the speed, the cloth friction... In fact, they are all murder weapons. They are so big that they help Mr. Steward to block the splashed blood. The umbrella was opened, and the prisoner also avoided the blood stains in this way...

"I think it should be that a sharp weapon was installed on the tip of the umbrella, and then he stabbed Madam with the umbrella. I folded the umbrella, and probably used something like a rubber band around my wrist to save time."

Gao Cheng walked past the trembling and absent-minded bearded beard: "To be able to do this, you must be very familiar with this place. As the designer of this villa, you can know how long the rope is without even experimenting, and I heard that you even asked your wife to borrow a pocket watch during the party. It is also easy to dial up a few seconds to create criminal time for yourself.

"Before I took the initiative to help cooperate with the investigation, the real reason was probably that it was raining outside again, so it would be difficult to leave, right? Can you tell me, where is your umbrella?"

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