Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

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He didn't come to help Yu He Xiangsuke destroy the evidence.

After all, that person's motive for committing the crime is too obvious, and the angle of thinking about the problem is also lacking. Unless you give up the follow-up murder plan, you will help him cover up such a crude murder method. If you are not careful, you will definitely get yourself into it.

Ye Gengyi's purpose is very simple. He just wants to see if he can find more clues about the mysterious pattern of the palm of the hand from the traces left by the corpse.

The fire ignited near the ashtray on the coffee table, and the cigarette **** was unfortunate... or it just lit the newspaper.

Come to think of it, Setlexian Sanlang should have inhaled too much carbon monoxide during sleep, causing damage to the central nervous system.

Hmm... It is also possible that Yuga Kosuke directly used some kind of hypnotic drug before setting the fire.

Ye Geng stood in the middle of the sofa and the door. After blocking the line of sight that might be projected from the corridor with his back, he stretched out his left hand and pressed it on the corpse.

After a few seconds, nothing happened.

However, he still noticed something strange...

"The sensing range has become larger. When the fire broke out, I was close to the annex, and I felt the heartbeat of the music and music. Now the detection range has increased by 20 in the straight-line distance. Mi, um... Although the upper limit is not clear for the time being, one thing is certain, those two people are indeed Yuga Kyousuke's target."

Ye Gengyi thought thoughtfully, and when he retracted his palm, the feeling that extended out disappeared again.

After trying this repeatedly two or three times, after temporarily assuming that it was a magnetic field effect, Ye Gengyi didn't waste any more time. The bright silver liquid overflowed down his fingertips like water droplets, and then dripped onto the Sanlang coke of the set music string. on his skin, penetrated into the other's heart.

...

the other side.

Living room in the main building.

Several people were sitting around the table, and Shilerianxi also told the reason why the violin would be given the cursed title.

Except 30 years ago, Yuga Kosuke's father was murdered by robbers.

The year before last year, Xian Sanlang's wife, Shele Yongmei, who had a particularly good motor nerve, stepped on the stairs and died unfortunately.

Then came last year, when Shele Lianxi's father, Shele Lianxi, surrendered, also on the day of the birthday banquet, because he accidentally hit a rusted railing and fell off the balcony to die on the spot...

And then there's the three-stringed violin who was killed by the fire today, although he hasn't touched that Stradivarius for years...

But the reason for this is also because when I was young, in order to prepare for overseas performances, I used that violin to practice, but I got tenosynovitis and had no choice but to switch careers to become a conductor.

"It's too scary to say it's accidental..."

Mouri Kogoro first lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then took out a pen and paper while sorting out the clues, and couldn't help but complain:

"For three consecutive years, people have been killed at the birthday party. If this goes on like this, Mr. Yilang, it's better not to hold a birthday party in the future..."

"I'm afraid there is no way I can do it," Yu He Xiangfu said with a sense of melancholy. "Because he has pneumonia, the doctor said that he has less than half a year of life left."

"Is this true?" Mao Lilan was surprised.

"Hey..." Shele Lianxi sighed, "I originally wanted to celebrate him today..."

"I'm afraid there is no way," the housekeeper pushed the door into the room and explained, "The master has already ordered the banquet to be cancelled tonight, and the lady has returned to the room to rest after the treatment because she is too tired."

"Well, then we won't stay here to disturb you."

Mori Kogoro crushed the cigarette in the ashtray, and said to Shire Lianxi:

"Miss Lianxi, I'm sorry... Although I'm a famous detective, it's better to ask a monk or a witch to lift the curse."

"Okay," Sherley Lianxi's eyes filled with disappointment, "I thought the detective could solve everything."

"Uh...hehehe..." Mori Kogoro had no choice but to laugh.

At this time, Conan, who had just discovered the Roman pronunciation of the names of the deceased, noticed the cigarette butts in the ashtray:

"Whose is this cigarette? It doesn't look the same as Uncle Maori's brand..."

"It should be Master Xuan Sanlang's."

The housekeeper pushed the frame of her glasses, "Apart from this Mr. Maori, he is the only one in the whole villa who smokes."

Hear this.

Conan trembled as if he had been electrocuted, and ran towards the annex without saying a word.

Although Mauri Kogoro and Maurilan were a little unclear, they chased after them.

When the three of them ran into the fire scene of the annex one after another, Ye Gengyi had cleaned the blood on his palms and was about to call Kuroba Kaito.

It's just that due to the intrusion of a certain death, he had to suspend this action first, and put the mobile phone back into his pocket at will.

"More, more brother..."

Conan was startled when he saw Ye Genyi here.

No way……

He suddenly had the idea that he was one step late, and hurriedly came to the ashtray to observe.

Sure enough, although some of the cigarette butts were burnt into powder by the fire, it was still clearly visible that there were no tooth marks on the filter that remained.

This is not left by the dead...

"Hey, stinky boy, what the **** are you doing!" Kogoro Mori ran over, picked up a schoolboy who was running around, and gave him an iron fist of education.

Wait until he finishes beating.

Ye Gengyi on the side said slowly: "It should be discovered that this fire is not an accident, but a man-made one, right?"

"What? Genichi, you say this is a murder case?" Kogoro Mouri was surprised.

"Let Conan explain, this kid is smart from a young age."

Ye Gengyi didn't want to reveal that he didn't look for clues, and was just looking at the corpse when he stayed here, so he naturally handed over the job of explaining to an Aixian detective.

Conan did not live up to his expectations, clutching his head and saying aggrievedly, "Uncle, look at the cigarettes left by Mr. Xuan Sanlang..."

He then explained in detail the tooth marks on the cigarette holder.

However, it was refuted by Mouri Kogoro on the grounds that there were no tooth marks on the secret room and all the filters at the scene:

"Humph! A kid is a kid~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I want to tell you that the teeth marks on the cigarette butts over the main building may have been bitten out by chance."

You stupid uncle, I suspect that in addition to your brain is not good, you even have a problem with the most basic ability to be suspicious of everything as a detective.

Conan was helpless, so he had no choice but to speak out the Roman accent of Yuga Kosuke's father playing Erlang's 'danjirou', Yongmei's 'emi', subduing 'furuto', and Genzaburou's 'genzaburou'.

"If the murderer is really following this rule, then the next 'h' is likely to be Mr. Kyousuke's 'haga', or Sister Lianxi's 'hasuki'..."

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