Conan’s Almighty Extraction - Chapter 351

“That’s the master. How did he…”

“Dad!”

“Let’s go!”

The faces of the people changed greatly. They immediately ran along the corridor bridge to the tea ceremony room in the middle of the lake, and then from two different directions, Bai Yan Zhenyu and Maori xiaowulang detoured from the East, and yacang shouxiong and miss Sancun detoured from the west to see if anyone was hiding outside.

“What’s the matter with this blood?”

Baiyan Zhenyu and others came to the small pavilion outside the entrance of the tea ceremony room and found blood on the ground. As soon as Qingye Muliang squatted down to open the door, he found that the small pavilion door had been locked from the inside.

“I’ll try.”

Bai yanzhenyu also squatted down and tried. The situation is indeed as stated by Qing Yemu Liangyi. It is difficult to open the door from the outside in a short time unless he uses unlocking skills with tools or destroys the door with violence.

Seeing this, Maori xiaowulang hurriedly asked housekeeper Huaqi, “is there any other entrance besides here?”

Housekeeper hanazaki nodded, pointed to the direction behind the tea ceremony room and said, “there is an exit from the tea room behind the house.”

Just as Maori Kogoro was going to check, yacang shouxiong and miss Sancun, who bypassed from the west, came from the direction behind the house, shook their head and said, “the door of the tea room has also been locked.”

“In that case, you can only break in. Mr. Liangyi, please let me go.”

Baiyan Zhenyu stood up, and when Qingye Muliang was a little away from the door, he kicked down the small pavilion door and took the people into the tea ceremony room.

“You just stay there and don’t come and destroy the scene.”

Maori xiaowulang told everyone, then came forward alone to check the situation of master qingyemu, shook his head and sighed, “it’s a pity that he has died.”

“Dad!”

“How could this…”

Aoye Kiyoshi was devastated. Yukio Yancang and miss Sancun also looked incredible. Housekeeper Huaqi covered his cheek and shouted in horror: “the legend has come true. The master was killed by the magic in the lake like a legend!”

Although it is not clear whether master aonomaki committed suicide or murder, Bai yanzhenyu can be sure that this must not be the work of a demon, so they had to appease aonomaki Liangyi and others while calling the police.

……

Soon after, the police arrived at the scene, and the leader was still the coral head police officer in Shizuoka County – Henggou enlightenment.

After the meeting, officer Henggou greeted Maori xiaowulang with a happy face and said, “Mr. Maori, we’ve met again. It’s really nice.”

“I’m not happy to see you.” Mao xiaowulang’s face was a little black. He was still angry that officer Henggou left him on the prospect stage at the end of the tiannvzun incident.

“Ha ha.” officer Henggou didn’t care, and ordered the forensics personnel to investigate the scene.

Soon, the forensics personnel made a preliminary discovery and reported: “officer Henggou, according to our investigation, the entrance and exit of the room is designed to be bolted in the house. As for the small window, although it is partially opened, it is separated into a grid by bamboo poles. Although there is a tea room on the west side, it is also locked inside.”

Hearing what the other party said, Henggou understood and said seriously, “so it’s another secret room case.”

“Yes,” the forensics officer nodded and continued, “the time of death is estimated to be between 3:30 and 4 p.m. although there are signs of cutting and bleeding on the wrist, the main cause of death is that the neck of the deceased was strangled by a rope. It can be seen that he died on the spot.”

“It seems that the master committed suicide.”

After making a hasty judgment, Maori xiaowulang pointed to the blood on the corridor and reasoned, “in fact, the master cut his wrist outside the tea ceremony room and tried to commit suicide, but he didn’t succeed. He went into the tea room and hanged himself.”

“According to your statement, you can really explain the blood stains from the side to the tea room.” officer Henggou looked at the blood traces on the corridor and threshold, and really believed Mao lixiaowulang’s reasoning.

Bai Yan Zhenyu shook his head and reminded: “uncle, officer Henggou, I don’t think this case is so simple. If the master didn’t die outside the room and went back to the tea ceremony room to hang, how could he waste extra energy and lock the bolt of the small pavilion door?”

“Ah, this…”

Maori xiaowulang and Henggou police officers felt that Bai yanzhenyu’s words were also reasonable, so they entered the tea ceremony room to investigate the scene more carefully.

When Bai Yan Zhenyu was about to follow him, Conan suddenly grabbed him, pointed to the bolt of the small pavilion door and reminded him, “brother Zhenyu, look here, there are signs of being stabbed by pushpins on the latch on the west side.”

“Eh? Really? I didn’t notice it before…” Bai yanzhenyu stared at three inconspicuous marks in surprise, and then looked on the floor inside the small pavilion door, but he didn’t find the pushpin.

At this time, the police also put down master qingyemu’s body. Bai yanzhenyu and Conan hurried to check, and soon found a doubt from the hanging rope.

The broken end of the rope has obvious cutting marks. It should have been cut in half by a knife before being pulled by gravity.

If master aonomaki really wants to commit suicide, he will not deliberately cut the rope under normal circumstances. In this way, it represents this case and may be another homicide case.

Suddenly, Baiyan Zhenyu found another doubt and reminded him, “Conan, look at the binding method of the rope.”

“Binding method?” Conan looked at the rope suspiciously for a moment, suddenly widened his eyes and said in a low voice: “this binding method is usually the knot used by fishermen to tie the boat. Can we say that the murderer is Mr. Liang Yi?”

“Mr. Liangyi is indeed suspected. Don’t finish the legendary story that the merchant killed the girl. We don’t know the truth of Mrs. qingyemu’s death. If there is any secret, it may become his motive for committing the crime.”

Bai Yan Zhenyu nodded and analyzed: “of course, in addition to Mr. Liang Yi, others are suspicious. After all, this binding method is not complicated. Even if you are not a fishing lover, you may learn from the Internet.”

“Indeed,” Conan agreed with this and reasoned along Bai Yan Zhenyu’s words: “but in this way, he is more likely to kill. After all, it is almost impossible to learn such a way of binding with master qingyemu’s old-fashioned style and his dislike of fishing.”

With this judgment, Baiyan Zhenyu and Conan immediately took the time to act and look for more clues in the room.