Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"I bought a bento five minutes before the accident, and then kept boiling water in this lounge, because Mr. Furuhashi asked me to help make tea..."

The female employee Yuriko was still clearing her suspicion, Gao Cheng followed to the next lounge to check, and she also thought about the situation at the time of the case.

The screening room can only be left from the lounge, and then through the stairs and corridors to enter the screening room.

If Yuriko had not lied, Furuhashi had stayed in the screening room for at least 5 minutes before the incident.

As for Yuriko herself, she should have been seen by the auntie at the door when she came back from buying a lunch box. The time to commit a crime is only 5 minutes, which is too short for murder and arrangement.

"This lounge is so dirty," Ayumi stood by the table, "has it been cleaned properly?"

Guqiao said embarrassedly: "Everyone thought that the door would be closed today, so I didn't feel in the mood to clean."

There is a boiling water table in the lounge, the middle table is full of debris, and there is dust everywhere, but a broken mirror on the wall is still bright.

However, the mirror broke into two pieces, and it was still glued together with tape, which looked a little shabby.

"I saw it just now," Mitsuhiko said suddenly with courage, "I saw it when I was in the bathroom! Big sister was wiping her tears in front of the women's bathroom!"

"What?" Meguro's expression sank, and he looked at Yuriko closely, "What's the matter? You just said to stay here all the time!"

"Ah," the female clerk paused and hurriedly explained, "It's a contact lens. My contact lens slipped away, so I went to the bathroom to re-wear my glasses while the water was boiling, because it only took less than a minute. There is no special mention."

Gao Cheng was puzzled after hearing this: "Go to the bathroom to wear contact lenses? Isn't there a mirror here?"

"This one……"

"Police Department!" Takagi hurriedly came to find Mumu, "I have already confirmed that Zhang Tian has a gambling relationship. He currently owes a lot of gambling debts. Even if he sells this movie theater, he can't replace it. Moreover, his real estate agency company will go bankrupt soon.

"I asked his staff, Zhang Tian was very anxious recently, and he got here after a big quarrel with the bank today."

"quarrel?"

"Yes, it is said that the funds to buy the movie theater are still about one million yuan, and the banks that have been with them are not willing to lend."

"Oh?" Mumu said in surprise, "hasn't this movie theater been sold to him yet?"

The Muramatsu boss nodded: "We said yes, the payment will be tomorrow."

"That said, it's justifiable for him to commit suicide suddenly..."

"It's not a suicide," Gao Cheng stood up and interrupted, "Officer Mumu, this is definitely not a suicide."

"Huh?" Mumu was stunned, and said in surprise, "Do you already know what, brother Shiro?"

Gao Cheng hadn't thought about it clearly. Seeing Mu Mu Qiji's gaze suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he said with a light cough: "That Zhang Tian deliberately messed up a couple in the theater, and suddenly committed suicide?"

Mumu's face was a little disappointed: "But the current situation is indeed like this. The only person who may commit a crime is Mr. Muramatsu..."

"The murderer is not the Muramatsu boss. At that time, the cold wind did become stronger. It was the murderer's tone."

Gao Cheng became serious, and while scanning the crowd, he filtered the clues he knew one by one in his mind.

Regardless of the existence of accomplices, consider each suspicious place.

First, the black shadow appeared on the screen suddenly shaking, then the screen picture in the photo became blurred when the crime happened, and then there was something wrong with the projection window.

The place where Zhang Tian sits is not the same as the place where he hangs. It should be that the window where the image is cast has been switched...

Finally, Yuriko's strange behavior...

"Brother Shiroto?" Mumu looked at Gao Cheng who was suddenly silent.

"Mirror..." Gao Cheng muttered and looked at the broken mirror in the lounge. He couldn't help but froze, and a bright light flashed in his mind.

Before entering the state for a minute, the whole case was clearly reflected in his heart, and he suddenly thought of the final key technique.

"That's it."

"What?" Mumu was still confused, only Conan seemed to understand, and stared at the mirror.

"I probably already know what's going on, but I still need to verify it again. Could you please replay it in the theater now?"

Gao Cheng said and nodded slightly to Conan.

It is really rare to find out the truth without relying on the one-minute mode. He has learned the deductive way of thinking, but he can’t simulate the scene like the one-minute mode.

A few minutes later, Mumu gathered at the scene of the crime with everyone in the movie theater, but he did not wait for Gao Cheng to act.

"What the **** is he going to do?"

"Excuse me," the glasses brother said, "may I go? There will be a date later..."

"Why do you think Zhang Tian committed suicide?"

"But this..."

"Ka!" When Mumu faced everyone with a headache, the lights in the projection hall suddenly went out.

"what's happenin?"

"Who turned off the lights?"

"Everyone," Gao Cheng's voice came from the observation window, "Now I want to repeat the murderer's trick on one side, Officer Megome, can I trouble you to act as the deceased? Just sit in front of this observation window."

As the projected light was cast on the screen from the observation window, Gao Cheng's voice continued to sound: "Other people should also sit in the front auditorium. Then we will enter the crime time."

"Oh."

The group of people sat down in a daze, but had no leisure time to go to the movies. They looked at the police officer Mumu under the projection light from the back row all the time, and became nervous because of the influence of the atmosphere.

"Huh!" A gust of wind reached everyone's ears, and the surrounding area became cold a lot.

"It's the air conditioner, who adjusted the air conditioner?"

"Da da." No one responded, only a faint footstep in the darkness gradually approached the dusk.

"Huh?" Mumu turned his head to see Gao Cheng walking towards him. He was stunned and didn't realize what was going on, his neck was directly **** by the rope.

"City, city householder brother!"

"Sergeant Mumu," Gao Cheng was just deducing the murderer's assault. He looked at Mumu's nervousness and smiled, "Now, please hang yourself like Zhang Tian. Just hold the rope with your hand and hang it in the air."

Zhang Tian's body has been taken away by the police, but the others are still intact, the high stand wrapped against the wall, and the rope hanging in front of the projection window.

Mumu's fat body was hung on the rope with difficulty, and then he shook his body after grasping it firmly with his fingers.

"this is……"

"As long as you adjust the strength and direction of the air-conditioning wind, you can shake the body."

Gao Cheng explained and shouted at the observation window: "Conan, let's start."

"it is good!"

Conan's voice sounded, and the light that originally came out of the observation window swiftly turned to the next projection window, and the swaying figure also appeared on the screen, everything was just like the time of the crime~www.NovelMTL.com~. "

Gao Cheng was silent for a while, and when Conan turned on the light again, his expression turned complicatedly to the cold and sweaty projectionist Guqiao.

"Mr. Guqiao, do you have anything else to say now?"

"What's the matter?" Mumu loosened the rope and was very tired. "Is Mr. Guqiao the murderer? How did he do it just now?"

Seeing that Guqiao was speechless, Gao Cheng explained: “It can be achieved by changing the light path through two mirrors. I have always felt that something is wrong before, because the light that has been passing through the observation window is transferred to the projection window. "

"But how do you know that it was shown through the observation window?"

"Isn't it obvious? Zhang Tian sat right in front of the observation window and smoked, indicating that the image was shot through the observation window at the beginning."

Gao Cheng calmly looked at the ancient bridge.

"In addition, the photo at the time of the incident was blurred because of the inaccuracy of the focal length after the window was changed... Mr. Furuhashi committed the crime when Ms. Yuriko went out to buy a lunch box, and no one ran directly to the computer room at the counter. Adjust the air conditioner, and then kill Zhang Tian here, everyone else has already seen it."

"But," Yuriko said anxiously, "It's just a coincidence that I went out to buy a bento, and the focal length problem may be that I accidentally ran into it at that time..."

"Is that really the case? Even if you don't buy a bento, Mr. Furuhashi will let you buy other things..." Gao Cheng said in a deep voice, "Why do you go to the bathroom to wear contact lenses? Was it because of that time? The lounge mirror is missing?"

"I……"

"Forget it, Yuriko," Mr. Furuhashi exhaled, "Excuse me, but it's enough."

"Mr. Guqiao..."

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