Chapter 765 Conan: I Look Like a Fool

Nobushige quickly defended himself: "Of course not, I just raised a possibility. Didn't Mr. Triangle use a knife to cut the tape and come out? If Miss Osaka Ami really wanted to escape, she could also use the same method. "

Yamada Rokuha approached Nobushige and said with a smile: "I think that's not all Mr. Asano just wanted to say, right?"

Nobuhiro glanced at her and did not answer directly, but asked: "What about Miss Liuye, do you want to say the same thing as me?"

"Oh, I don't know anything, how can I compare with you powerful detectives?" Yamada Rokuye continued to pretend to be stupid, but her pretending to be stupid did not give people the impression that she was very wise and foolish, and it would only make others I think she is the real deal.

Eiyou, the chief police officer, happily said to Yamamura Cao: "This is the first time I have seen a real policeman. He is so handsome. Oh my, I am so nervous!"

It was also the first time for Yamamura Cao to meet such a fanboy. He said embarrassedly: "I am Yamamura from the Gunma County Police Headquarters. If you want to call me Yamamura-chan, you can call me!" After saying this, he was quite happy. He pointed at himself with his thumb proudly.

However, the next second, he and Hondo Yingyou sneezed at the same time.

"Mr. Yamamura." The police officer from the forensics department brought over a plastic bag, "We detected the ingredients of sleeping pills in the coffee can in the car."

The detection of sleeping pills in coffee usually indicates the possibility of homicide. After all, it would be much easier to stun the victim with sleeping pills and then kill him. However, at this time, Mouri Kogoro's mind was already trapped in suicide. His first reaction was: "I think she was worried that she would not die from carbon monoxide alone, so she drank it for insurance."

"That's it." Yamamura Cao believed it immediately.

Conan had no choice but to shoulder the responsibility of bringing the adults' thoughts back to the right path: "That sister's sleeping posture must be ugly. After all, when Mr. Triangle carried her out, I saw that her clothes were wrinkled. What if? Generally, if you sit down, you will notice that the creases will straighten out immediately. So, this means that the creases are formed after falling asleep!"

After hearing this, Xinfan thought about his habits and found that his life was not refined at all.

Mouri Kogoro was frightened: "That seems to make sense..."

"The same goes for the driver's seat."

"Um?"

Conan immediately ran to Mao Lilan with great effort and took Mao Lilan's slightly cold hand: "Sister Xiaolan, please come here."

He pulled Mao Lilan to the side of the car: "You squat next to the car and pretend to hold the steering wheel to take a look, okay?"

Although Mao Lilan was confused, she still did it out of trust in Conan.

"Look!" Conan explained, "That lady is about the same figure as Sister Xiaolan, isn't she? But the seats in the car are placed too far back, so it would be very hard for her to press the brakes or accelerator. It must be her I don’t sleep well, so I move the chair to the back before going to bed.”

Yamada Rokuha laughed: "Brother Conan, you seem to know the structure of a car very well. I didn't know these things before when I didn't take the driver's license test."

Conan realized that he seemed to have been exposed again, and he quickly laughed and said: "Brother Asano told me this. He thinks that children just need to know more common sense."

Nobuhiro was innocently cueed, and he took advantage of the situation and said: "Miss Osaka Ami took sleeping pills to commit suicide. How could a person who wanted to die adjust the back of the chair to sleep more comfortably? The width is more like..."

He looked at Sanjiao Du: "It's more like the width that Mr. Sanjiao would adjust to when driving."

Sanjiang Du's face looked terrible, but he still explained stiffly: "This is my car to begin with. Maybe Anmei is too lazy to adjust it."

"A seven-year-old boy knows this. Why don't you understand?" Yamada Rokuha asked, "Miss Anmei drove all the way from Tokyo to Gunma Prefecture and sat in an inappropriate seat for such a long time. If It’s you, would you be too lazy to adjust?”

"I, of course I don't know what An-mei was thinking. Maybe she couldn't think about it that much before committing suicide." Sanjiaodu argued, "Besides, I think An-mei moved her seat back to put the charcoal stove at her feet. Adjusted."

"That's it!" Mouri Kogoro said regretfully, "It seems that she did commit suicide. Please bear with me, Mr. Triangle."

There were not many doubts about this case, and the so-called secret room at the scene looked very high-end at first glance. For a while, everyone, including the police, was deceived by the real murderer.

But Conan had begun to suspect Mitsuko from a long time ago. He tugged on Nobushige's clothes and whispered to him: "Brother Asano, do you also think this case is a suicide?"

"Of course not." Nobushige said without hesitation, "Atsushi Miku and Ami Osaka had a fight the day before, and the body of Ami Osaka was found here today. According to statistics, there is a high probability that it was a homicide and that the murderer was Ami Osaka. .Since the discovery of the body, Sanjiao Du has been leading all actions.

"Mr. Maori only pulled open the driver's door, and what he used the knife to cut was the passenger tape. Maybe the tape there was cut from the beginning, and we couldn't see it clearly under the cover of white snow.

"I think Mitsumi Atsushi took Osaka Ami to the place where they first met, used coffee with sleeping pills to make her fall asleep, then arranged the scene, cut the tape with a knife, and left the car. Osaka Ami drank sleeping pills Unable to wake up in time, he eventually died of carbon monoxide poisoning.”

Conan: "..."

You already know it so well, why didn’t you say a word before? Hey!

Conan suddenly felt that he was so useless. He analyzed and reasoned for a long time, and when he was about to share the results with his companions, he found that they had left him behind long ago, and he was still complacent, like a fool!

"My thoughts are the same as yours, and now all that's left is the evidence." Conan sighed.

No, it's different. In fact, he didn't understand the way Triangle Atsushi left the car at all just now. If Asano Nobushige hadn't reminded him, he didn't know when he would have figured out the key to it.

"Eh? Why is there a dent here?" Yamamura Cao stretched out his hand and touched the snowy ground, "It seems like a car parked here before."

Conan immediately said: "Looking at the size, it seems to be the same as Uncle Triangle's car!"

Mouri Kogoro turned his inquiring eyes to Triangle Atsushi: "When did you rent the car?"

Triangle Atsushi's face changed slightly: "Are you doubting me? I can only roughly estimate the traces on the ground. To be honest, Mr. Asano's car is about the same size, right?"