Chapter 260 I don't know what a dog is, you are a real dog!
"what!"
As soon as he came to the second floor, Fujino heard a scream.
He followed the sound of the scream and saw that the scream came from Noe Tanikawa, who was still wearing a bathrobe.
Everyone also gathered at the door of the room in front of her, showing horrified expressions.
Fujino leaned forward and saw that in the simple room, Saoka was lying on the floor in front of the balcony window, his whole body showing a relaxed 仌 shape.
There was a clearly visible bullet hole in his head, and a little blood flowed from the bullet hole.
"Xiaolan! Call the police!"
Uncle Mao Li was the first to react, and subconsciously greeted Xiaolan, the tool of the police.
"Yes!"
Xiaolan panicked and took out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed the police number.
"Xiao Lan also has a mobile phone..."
Fujino silently glanced at the phone in Xiaolan's hand, narrowing his eyes slightly.
The times have progressed inexplicably.
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ten minutes later.
The police rushed to the scene.
"Mr. Mori, long time no see!"
The leader was a man with a square chin and a coral head wearing a brown suit and thick eyebrows.
There were a lot of police boys behind him.
Fujino has some impression of this person, it should be the criminal policeman from Shizuoka Prefecture, Henggou Sanwu.
"Oh! Henggou Police Department!"
Mouri Kogoro responded, then pointed to the room aside, "This is the crime scene..."
Henggou Sanwu glanced at the scene of the crime, and then greeted everyone sitting in the lounge on the second floor: "Everyone, please go to the living room downstairs and wait, we have something to ask you later. "
Fujino took out gloves and shoe covers from his pocket, and handed a set to Mouri Kogoro by the way: "Brother Mouri, here are your gloves."
"Brother Fujino, you are really professional..."
Uncle Mao Li took the shoe covers and gloves, feeling a little emotional for a while.
"Be prepared."
Fujino explained.
Conan on the side narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at his bare little hands.
It was the same last time. Why does Fujino wear so many white gloves with him...
He also subconsciously wanted to ask Fujino for one.
But thinking about it, Fujino would definitely not give it, so he gave up.
"Mr. Maori, this is..."
At this time, Henggou Sengo also noticed Fujino handing out gloves, and asked Mouri Kogoro doubtfully.
"This is Brother Fujino."
Mori Kogoro patted Fujino on the shoulder: "He lives across from me and is also a detective!"
"Detective Fujino...I remembered!"
Henggou Sanwu thought for a while, as if he suddenly remembered something, excitedly said: "It is the detective who cracked the plane murder case in Okinawa a while ago, and drove the plane to land at the airport?!"
"This matter has been spread among us... Originally I thought the rumor that Mr. Mori and Fujino had a good personal relationship was false, but I didn't expect it to be true."
"Of course!"
Mori Kogoro raised his head and said triumphantly, "Brother Fujino and I have a very good relationship. We are usually called brothers."
"Ahem."
Fujino coughed slightly, interrupting Hengmou Zhenshu, who was getting closer and closer, and the spittle almost flew into his face, "This criminal, let's quickly take a look at the crime scene."
"Ah yes yes yes!"
Henggou Sengo reacted and entered the scene of the crime with the two of them. At the same time, he introduced himself: "I am Henggou Sengo from the police department here in Shizuoka Prefecture. As expected, Mr. Mori is not surrounded by ordinary people... …”
"It turned out to be the Henggou Police Department."
Fujino responded, but he was thinking about the words that had spread through the police system.
Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's true. After all, he was the one who landed the plane after solving the case.
Even though it was not a landing in an accident-ridden plane, it was still a feat.
Moreover, in order to deflect the negative news caused by the death of his own captain, Japan Airlines has been directing the topic to Fujino's rescue of the plane... His reputation is now considered broken.
The interviews are almost endless.
Fortunately, thanks to Ooka Momiji's previous phone call, not many reporters would easily block the door and arrest someone.
Came to the scene of the crime.
Fujino turned on his eagle eye.
"Is the evidence given by Hawkeye this time, broken glass, bullets in the head of the deceased, the mattress over there, glass shards on the ground, and roots scattered near the scratches?"
Looking at the evidence in Hawkeye, Fujino thought to himself.
"The cause of death of the deceased was a gunshot wound to the head."
The people in white coats from the forensics department quickly completed the forensic work and reported: "Judging from the absence of burnt wounds near the wounds and the debris when the bullet came out of the chamber, the deceased should have been there for quite some time. Sniping by shooting projectiles from a distance.”
Mori Kogoro and Henggou Sango both nodded, and then came to the window.
Looking at the bullet hole in the glass, Mouri Kogoro said: "From a height perspective, Mr. Sunaoka's height matches the height of this bullet hole."
"That is to say, when Mr. Saoka was standing behind the French window on the balcony, he was attacked by the murderer from the opposite side?"
Henggou Sanwu pushed open the balcony door, came outside the balcony, and looked across the canyon outside the balcony: "From this point of view, the place where the sniper was shot is the forest on the other side of the canyon."
"At the time of the incident, we all heard a gunshot."
Mori Kogoro followed, and echoed: "The direction of the source of the sound is the opposite side of the canyon."
Fujino walked slowly to the corpse, squatted down, and stared at the label of Hawkeye.
This time, Eagle Vision did not give any footprints to back up the case, but it was enough.
The bullet in the brain of the deceased cannot be dug out for the time being.
Even if he could dig it, he wouldn't dig it. It's so disgusting.
As for mattresses, there is little reason to investigate for the time being.
The only things that can be analyzed now are the things under the feet of the deceased.
The clues marked by Eagle Eye include broken glass broken by projectiles, scratches on the side, and some strange small root-shaped objects.
Looking at it normally, there is definitely no problem.
But Fujino felt that the spread of the bullets smashing the windows was too dense, and there were not even broken glass shards around.
In other words, it was not pierced by a bullet, or someone did it without authorization after being pierced.
Moreover, on the wooden floor over there, there were extremely thick and fine scratches, which should not exist logically. After all, the deceased was shot in the head and fell backwards.
Of course, it is not ruled out that these scratches exist in the first place.
But since Hawkeye marked it, it must be an important clue.
As for those twisted roots, Fujino didn't know what they were.
"Fujino, did you see anything?"
Conan came over at this time, also locked his eyes on the glass shards, and asked Fujino.
Fujino raised his head and glanced at Conan who was thoughtful: "What do you think are the things scattered among those glass particles?"
"Those tiny little things?"
Conan thought for a while, "I think it's some kind of plant fiber, definitely not body hair or anything else."
"You don't know either."
Fujino shook his head regretfully, and then greeted Kogoro Mouri: "Uncle Mouri, Conan sneaked in again!"
"Conan?"
Mori Kogoro turned around when he heard the words, and when he saw Conan, he was furious: "Smelly brat!"
"what!"
Conan glanced at Conan resentfully.
You don't know what the clue is, so you backstab me, right?
I don't know what a dog is, but Fujino, you are a real dog!
Then, he ran away in a hurry.
"That stinky bastard!"
Uncle Mao Li complained, and then asked Fujino: "Brother Fujino, have you found any clues?"
"Temporary clues can provide very few ideas..."
Fujino stood up, "However, I feel that the bullet in the head of the deceased is the key clue, can I trouble the Henggou Police Department to quickly arrange for someone to identify the bullet?"
"A bullet?"
Henggou stunned his chin, and then called the surrounding forensic police officers to quickly snap out the bullets...
Deduct it?
Ah this...
Quite Ke Xue.
The bullet in Shagang's head was successfully removed and put into the evidence bag.
Henggou Sango handed the evidence bag to Fujino: "This is the bullet left in the head of the deceased."
"Well, sorry to bother you."
Fujino took the evidence bag from Henggou Sengo and took a look.
The exact size of the bullet in the evidence bag cannot be judged. The front end of the yellow bullet was deliberately sharpened, and a hole was drilled on the inside of the tail, and the inside was threaded.
This level of transformation...
If it was modified before launch, then the murderer's courage is really too great.
However, this did provide Fujino with an idea. The distribution of the penetrating bullets was unreasonable. There was also a marked scratch on the ground. The bullets had been modified, possibly to adapt to some kind of murder weapon...
"So that's how it is..."
Fujino narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the mattress aside, vaguely thinking of the method of committing the crime.
Then it's time to look at the gun over there.
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After three and ten minutes of journey, everyone arrived at the murder scene on the opposite side of the canyon.
The grass rustled.
This made everyone tense up.
Mori Kogoro frantically pushed aside the grass.
Then, a wild little orchid appeared in the grass.
"orchid?!"
Uncle Mao Li stammered, "Why are you in this kind of place!?"
"Because people saw Conan running out suddenly by himself..."
Xiaolan explained embarrassingly: "I was really worried, so I followed here."
"So, why are you hiding behind the bushes!"
Uncle Maori was speechless for a while.
It was Conan, the brat again, and so was Xiao Lan. He was actually hiding in a place like this, which shocked him!
"Because Conan..."
Xiaolan wanted to say something else. She looked around, but Conan was nowhere to be seen. She shouted around: "Conan, where have you been?!"
"over there."
Fujino shone the flashlight down the side hillside, and Conan's figure came into view.
"hey-hey!"
Conan smiled awkwardly, and pointed to the shotgun in front of him: "That gun is right here!"
"Con... Nan..."
Uncle Mao Li climbed down the hill angrily, picked up Conan like a dog, and threw it to Xiao Lan: "Xiao Lan, watch out for this brat!"
Fujino, on the other hand, came to the hillside with the police from the Henggou Enlightenment and Forensics Section.
"It seems that this gun is the murder weapon."
Henggou Shenwu glanced at the shotgun, then at the hotel opposite, and then called to the police officer on the side: "Send this gun to the appraisal quickly."
"Yes!"
The police officer responded, then picked up the pistol, and said strangely: "The bottom of this gun is actually dry?"
"What did you do?"
Henggou Zhenwu on the side was surprised, and then asked Fujino: "When did the heavy rain stop just now?"
"It started raining when we arrived, around three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and ended around six o'clock. The period lasted about one to two hours,"
"That's weird..."
Henggou wondered: "If that's the case, then the bottom of the shotgun should be wet."
"That's true, but what if this gun was placed here before it rained?"
"Put it here before it rained?" Henggou Shenwu asked in surprise.
Fujino narrowed his eyes slightly, complaining in his mind that it had been raining for an hour or two, but it was still dry down here. After that, he sorted out his thoughts and said in a deep voice: "I almost know the murderer's modus operandi."
"what?"
Henggou Senwu on the side was surprised.
Mori Kogoro, who had just returned from teaching Conan a lesson, was also surprised: "You already know how to commit crimes?"
Conan, who was sitting on Xiaolan's arm, also cast his eyes on Fujino when he heard that, doubts arose in his heart.
"The thing under the gun body is dry, which means that this gun was here a long time ago. This is actually just a cover-up for the murderer."
After saying that, Fujino stood up and looked at the gun in the hand of the Forensic Division policeman: "If he wanted to destroy the evidence, he could just throw the gun into the river. There is no need to keep it. Keeping it unreasonably is To create an alibi.”
"Alibis?"
Henggou sighed, "If this is the case, then the murderer is someone from the hotel..."
After a pause, he asked doubtfully: "But since this gun is not the murder weapon, how did the murderer kill Mr. Sunaoka?"
"Yes."
Mouri Kogoro came over and echoed: "Besides, we all heard the gunshot."
"I just heard gunshots. In fact, from my point of view, the sound was more like firecrackers or something else, because the canyon was too empty and it was impossible to judge the direction."
Fujino explained: "Actually, what made me sure of this was not the gun, but the warhead. The previous warhead had been modified and there were threads at the bottom of the bullet. If fired, it would definitely affect the accuracy and even make it impossible to fire. "
"If this is the case, indeed, that level of modification is indeed impossible for normal launches."
Henggou nodded, and then asked doubtfully: "Then, how did that bullet penetrate Mr. Sunagaka's head and cause his death?"
"It is necessary to kill silently, but also to ensure that the opponent can be killed with one blow. I think the real weapon should be a powerful bow and arrow. The thread under the bullet is the best proof."
"The next reasoning is that we should go back to the hotel. There are some things that I want to prove."
…………
Everyone went back to the hotel.
Fujino came to the scene of the crime and lifted the mattress.
What appeared in front of everyone was a bullet hole under the mattress.
And at the bullet hole, there is still a little coconut fiber leaking out.
"So it is!"
Conan suddenly understood, and his head seemed to explode.
"Fujino-kun, there is indeed a hole under the mattress!"
Henggou Sanwu glanced at the hole, "But how did you know?"
Conan also glanced at Fujino curiously.
"It's just simple reasoning and intuition to make up for it, similar to reverse thinking, but the premise is to obtain other evidence."
Fujino pointed to the glass on the side, and continued: "I found some plant fibers in those glass slags... The only thing in this room that can block bullets at that height and leave plant fibers is the mattress .”
"Amazing……"
Henggou's enlightenment was a little unclear, but he still couldn't help but sigh.
"..."
On the other hand, Conan narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt that Fujino's strange reasoning techniques were increasing.
"Now go ask those people for their alibi."
Fujino suggested: "In this case, we can determine who is the murderer."
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Hotel living room.
The few people who were traveling with Shagang, and the only hotel worker, the old man, were called here and sat on the sofa.
It can be learned from Henggou's investigation.
The only people staying in this hotel today are Fujino and Sunaoka.
Producer Nagatsuka Katsuaki discussed the script with screenwriter Tahara in the morning, went hunting with Sunaoka at noon, and did not come back together until the afternoon. After the rain stopped, they went to the restaurant with everyone.
Screenwriter Toshiaki Tahara, after discussing the script, stayed alone in the room until the rain stopped in the evening before getting up to eat.
Tanikawa Noe was with Sunaoka in the morning, and they had a dispute about the script. In the afternoon, they went to the archery range, and then when they fired an arrow, Fujino's imagination was almost blown away. The rest of the schedule was pretty much the same as everyone else's.
The old man who found Fujino and the others was named Yusaku Akashi. He was the only one on duty today, and he doesn’t remember anything else.
Fujino listened silently to their explanations without speaking. After everyone's explanations were over, he stood up and said solemnly: "Well, your itinerary can be confirmed. Now I know who the murderer is."
"Detective Fujino, do you already know who the murderer is?!"
Tanigawa Noe, who had already changed her clothes, asked Fujino anxiously.
"Well, I've been able to determine who the murderer is."
Fujino nodded, glanced at the four people present, and said solemnly: "The murderer in this case is among the four of you."
"Ugh?!"
A few people were surprised, and the producer Nagazuka Kemei couldn't help but said: "The police officer said just now that Saoka should have been shot by a sniper rifle, right?"
"Yes."
Tanigawa Noe echoed: "How could it be possible to teleport over, snipe him on the opposite side, and then teleport back?"
"Actually, Mr. Sunaoka was not shot from the opposite side. It was just an alibi created by one of you. This method is very simple..."
Fujino turned his attention to several people and reasoned: "The murderer first stole the spare key to the hall, sneaked into his room, and placed the mattress in front of the window. Then he went to the opposite side of the canyon and shot through the window with a shotgun. The bullet was stuck in the mattress, and then the bullet was taken out, the room was reset, the glass shards were taken away, the curtains were closed, the bullet was modified, and installed on the arrowhead of the bow..."
"Bow and arrow?!"
Producer Nagatsuka Katsuaki was surprised, looked suspiciously at Noe Tanigawa, and the rest of the people did the same, and echoed: "Among us, only Tanigawa can play with bows... Isn't that..."
"The murderer is not Ms. Gu Chuan."
Fujino took a deep breath and was a little dissatisfied with the interruption of his reasoning. He started the detective time and continued: "After the murderer modified the arrow, he came to the restaurant with us. He knew that Sunaoka's drinking capacity was not good. After Sunaoka got drunk, he made an excuse to leave, went back to his room, took out the murder weapon, entered Mr. Sunaoka's room, shot him, placed him in a suitable position, and collected it. The glass ballast was reset, and then the arrow that was inserted was rotated out and left the crime scene."
Fujino paused, and continued: "Afterwards, the murderer hid the murder weapon in a place where no one would be suspicious, then returned to the dinner scene as if nothing had happened, and left with an excuse, dialed my phone casually, and sent The pre-recorded lines of the TV series played by Mr. Steel Sand tonight were replayed, and then the firecrackers, or other such things, were thrown off the cliff."
Speaking of this, Fujino asked everyone: "This TV series you arranged, tonight's lines should have 'how? Come to my room and talk about detectives... Wait a minute, what is that?" ...'Is that the case?"
"There is indeed..."
Kawatani Noe nodded, "This line is indeed mentioned in the episode broadcast tonight...the murderer..."
Fujino silently took out the phone and called back the previous call in the call history.
"Jingle Bell……"
A pleasant voice echoed in the living room.
The source of the voice was none other than Toshiaki Tahara.
Toshiaki Tahara: "..."
To be honest, Fujino was a little speechless about this guy's method.
To actually take the initiative to call him... I'm afraid I'm not stupid.
"Tahara?!"
Everyone looked at Toshiaki Tahara in surprise.
"Whether it's Ms. Tanigawa or Mr. Nagatsuka, neither of them have enough time to prepare. Mr. Tahara, do you have anything else to explain?"
Fujino looked at Tahara Toshiaki and said in a deep voice: "Under your feet, there should be glass fragments from the crime scene."
"As expected of a detective... I thought my methods were flawless... I didn't expect to lose here..."
Toshiaki Tahara was not reconciled, lowered his head, and his face gradually became gloomy: "I lost."
(End of this chapter)
