Chapter 2942 2946 [Tokyo Life-Saving Guide]

After all, Officer Sato has worked in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department for many years, and he clearly stated the current situation in one sentence.

The three passengers looked at each other, and their eyes became wary: they were both unlucky people who were taken away by the police, and there was originally some sympathy between the three of them. But now, it is learned that the murderer is probably among them...

The fragile friendship between the brothers and sisters fell apart in an instant, and they looked at the other two people as if they were a little more careful.

After a brief silence, the citizen who lives in Tokyo took the lead in supporting the police's work. He sighed: "My name is Iwakuni Tatsuro, and I have been sitting in this position before."

He pointed to the train diagram spread on the table: "I was listening to the horse racing broadcast, but I don't know what happened, and there was a sudden commotion in the aisle behind me.

"The crowd was buzzing around and it was so noisy that I couldn't hear the horse racing announcement, so I had to change to a quieter carriage."

"?" The other two passengers always felt that this story was strange, and couldn't help looking at him suspiciously: "When you heard the commotion around you, you didn't join in the fun or inquire about the news. Instead, you changed cars to listen to the radio. ? This is a bit false, you guys are really careless in making up excuses - police, it must be him, arrest him quickly! "

"What do you mean by 'changing carriages to listen to the radio'? You must have never played horse racing, right? Live broadcast of such an exciting event is much more important than joining in the fun!" A Tokyo passenger snorted:

"Besides, what's the point of being busy? It's just killing people, bombs in cars, people being injured, people fighting... these messy things, what's the use of me going there?

"If you really go, you may be stabbed, bombed, taken hostage, or taken away for questioning by the police as a suspicious person, just like now - I am not a masochist, even if there is no live broadcast of horse racing, I’m sure I can go as far as I can.”

"This..." The other two passengers listened, a little weak and a little convinced.

Officer Sato was not in a hurry to question, nor did he immediately rule out this person's suspicion. After all, there was more than one suspect here. So soon, she looked at the other two people: "What about you?"

The fat social beast was startled, pushed up his glasses, followed the example of the passenger just now, and described it in a similar way: "My name is Tokuyama Norio, and I left my seat at that time to buy coffee from the vending machine. .

"On the way back from buying coffee, I heard a few passengers gathering together and having a heated discussion. I listened casually and actually heard that someone had planted a bomb on the car... but now the bomb is gone. , but someone was stabbed, which is really scary.”

The two police officers listened and recorded, and then they looked at the last passenger, who was thin and wearing a white knitted hat: "What about you?"

The passenger recalled: "My name is Akashi Akira, and I was sitting on the seat here before. But I am different from Mr. Iwakuni. I don't have such strong determination. When I noticed there was a commotion in the carriage, I immediately went over to join in the fun." .

"As a result, I actually heard that there was a bomb in the car. I couldn't sit still on the spot. In order to survive, I could only move forward. In this way, even if the car exploded, it shouldn't throw me off - what do you think? , in case the bomb blows the Shinkansen into two pieces , the rails will definitely be damaged. The front half of the train can still run normally, but the second half will be in trouble. If the flames are blown by the wind, they will quickly spread to the inside of the carriage, let alone if the train derails. Half the people in the car will have to answer."

Vodka: "..." This guy's words seem to make sense at first glance...

When organizational cadres silently add new knowledge.

Next to him, Officer Takagi remembered a clue provided by Conan. He asked the Tokyo passengers and the knitted hat passengers: "When you walked through the aisle, were you holding a newspaper in your hands?"

The two nodded, and then their hearts twitched: Why would you ask such a thing specifically? Do the police think the newspaper is related to the murder?

Thinking like this, the Tokyo passenger raised his hand and pointed at the short, fat social beast behind him: "As for the newspaper, this guy's seat is near me. I remember that he also read the newspaper after getting on the bus, but he didn't take it with him. "

"Ah, no, that's right." The pudgy social beast said nervously, "I finished reading it, so I didn't bring it with me. Is there any problem with that?"

"No problem." Jiang Xia casually flipped through the records made by Officer Takagi and said to the three suspects, "Can you show us the newspapers that each of you have been in contact with?"

The three passengers looked at each other nervously and nodded hesitantly: "Okay."

Officer Sato thought of something and added: "I remember Conan said that Mr. Tokuyama was holding a can of coffee at the time." She looked at the short and fat social beast, "When you brought the newspaper over, remember to put the cup of coffee with it." bring."

…

It didn't take long. Under Vodka's complicated gaze, three newspapers were placed in front of Jiang Xia.

"These photos look quite familiar." Conan slipped next to Jiang Xia and stood on tiptoe looking at the table.

It didn't take long for him to remember where this sense of familiarity came from - when he was arguing with Hattori Heiji at Shin-Osaka Station just now, Jiang Xia was reading newspapers boredly beside him, and the newspapers on the shelf... …

He looked at the three suspects: "Uncle, did you all get on the train at Shin-Osaka Station?"

Please...you...collect 6...books...!

The three of them nodded: "We also bought our newspapers there."

The Tokyo passenger's share was "Horse Racing 7", which was in line with what he just said, "I changed the carriage specifically to listen to the horse racing broadcast."

The short, fat social worker who bought coffee bought the mediocre "Every Morning News".

The newspaper for passengers wearing knitted hats with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks is the Daily Sports News.

Officer Takagi walked back and forth in front of the table, sometimes far away and sometimes close. Finally, he stopped at a specific distance.

"It's almost this far." He raised his hand to gesture, and then muttered:

"If the murderer really used a newspaper to summon Ogura Chizo, then from this distance, Ogura Chizo must have excellent eyesight to see clearly the small print on the newspaper - let me ask if there is one over there in Osaka Information about Chizo Ogura’s vision.”

Jiang Xia shook his head and helped him rule out this possibility: "While the murderer was walking around, he also inadvertently pointed the newspaper towards Ogura Chizo without attracting the attention of Officer Takagi.

"In this case, even if Chizo Ogura's eyesight is really good, they would not choose to use small print to convey the message."