Chapter 1887: I am not a detective, but you are also counting on a period of reasoning?

In the afternoon, time is near four o'clock.
In the home of the Manbao cleaning company, in the office of Zhongshan Xiuzheng, the numb Jiuren hand holds a rag inside and wipes the office of Zhongshan Xiuzheng.
Suddenly, the door of the office opened with a bang.
麻木久仁子 quickly looked up and saw Conan push the door and came in, could not help but glimpse, then smiled and said hello: "Hello children, you are Conan right? What are you doing here?"
"Oh... I am a little thirsty, I want to drink some drinks." Conan casually found a reason, and then asked curiously, "Right, Miss Miki, is the president of Zhongshan not here?"
"Do you say President Nakayama? He is a little uncomfortable and went to the bathroom." Maji Kushiro answered immediately, then put the rag on the side and smiled. "Chenan, you are thirsty, are you? Wait a minute, there is milk in the fridge, I will pour you a cup..."
麻木久仁子 said, walking quickly to the front of the refrigerator, Conan looked around for a moment, then quickly walked to the desk, glanced at the TV on the desk, suddenly glimpsed: "This TV screen The picture... seems to be outside the home cleaning company? Are they equipped with surveillance cameras? And this angle... seems to be on the roof?"
Conan was very clear about the environment outside the building, and he recognized it at a glance, and then his eyes fell on an instrument on his desk, blinking:
"This thing seems to be... the controller of the surveillance camera? This is marked automatically and manually. Is this autonomous mode?"
Conan’s heart was pondering. At this time, Ma Mujiu Renzi came to the desk with a glass of milk and gently put the milk on the desk. He smiled slightly:
Conan, the things here are very expensive, can’t you Just touch it!"
"Oh... I know, Miss numb!" Conan smiled and smiled, then opened his mouth with a smile. "...Miss numb, I have seen this thing... This is a surveillance camera, isn't it?"
"Haha, that's right!" numb Kushiro nodded and then continued. "...this surveillance camera is specially installed by the president of Zhongshan to monitor the health of the road in front of the building..."
麻木久仁子话, Conan "ah 咧", strangely pointed to the window: "Specially used to monitor the health of the road in front of the building? However, if you only want to see the health of the road, you can not see directly from the window ?"
Listening to Conan’s words, numb Jiu Renzi
snapped
and then said:
... Actually, the president of Zhongshan did the same before. But two months ago, probably after the accident of Mr. Zhongshan’s sister’s accident, Mr. Zhongshan asked for a surveillance camera on the roof, because some dead corners could not be seen from the windows..."
"what?"
This surveillance camera was installed after the death of Nakayama Hideko?
Could it be said... What other tricks are there in this surveillance camera?
Conan’s brows were wrinkled, and his heart was alert. Hemu Jiurenzi continued to say:
...I remember, this surveillance camera is still the cousin of our Fujii director and the electronics factory that Mr. Bancang Zhuo contacted. Mr. Cang Zhuo is a software engineer. He also designed a company website for our company. Customers can also order orders from the Internet..."
"Ah? Network commission?" Listening to the words of numbness and longevity, Conan immediately thought of Luoli's mourning laboratory. He quickly asked, "...say, Miss Mu, I want to ask, is your company taking over? 2nd Chome here's a cleaning commission for a laboratory?"
"Well? How do you know?" Ma Mujiu Renzi heard a sigh, then smiled. "It’s also a coincidence, that is the first commission we received on the network..."
......
Home Manbao cleaning company, on the roof of the building.
When Zhongshan Xiuzun listened to the words of Saburo, the white bird, he replied with a grin and replied: "The white bird police officer, you are laughing... you don't make it clear, how do I know what you mean?"
When the Zhongshan Xiuzheng was down, Shu Yunwen immediately said impatiently: "Well, President Nakayama, you don't want to install it! You plugged it into your arms, is the piano line correct?"
"Hey... what piano line?"
Zhongshan Xiuzheng was shocked by the news, and his body could not help but step back. Baisong Rensaburo quickly walked to the Zhongshan Xiuzheng, regardless of the resistance of Zhongshan Xiuzheng, and took a group from the inside pocket of his clothes. On the piano, then look at the show of Zhongshan Xiu: "Mr. Zhongshan, isn't this the piano line? What else do you want to say?"
"This...this..."
Zhongshan Xiuzheng stuttered, I don't know how to explain it. The waters of the Seven Miles looked at the piano line, and looked at the corner surveillance camera and the opposite building, and suddenly realized: "It turns out, I understand! Zhongshan The president, you should put one of the piano lines on the surveillance camera in advance, then put the other end on a piece of iron, and then move the iron to the wall of the abandoned building next to it... After that, you are watching When the director of Fujii appeared in the alley, he controlled the movement of the surveillance camera, drove the iron on the wall of the abandoned building, and killed the director of Fujii, right?"
"...I think, in your office, there must be equipment that can control the movement of surveillance cameras. Is that right?"
The waters of the seven waters fell, and Cheng Shi immediately floated to Shu Yunwen, and the voice passed to Shu Yunwen’s brain:
Yun Wen Daren, my reasoning is the same as the water detective!

Shu Yunwen heard the blink of an eye and looked at the Zhongshan Xiuzheng. The Zhongshan Xiuzheng reluctantly smiled and then said: "Sorry, the more water Detective, if it is like your reasoning, the death of Fujii’s director is indeed possible with me. Related... However, when Fujii’s director’s accident occurred, I was in my own office and could not determine the position of Fujii’s director in the alley... If you think I am the murderer, how can this be explained? What? I can't rely on luck to kill people?"
The Zhongshan Xiu Zheng dialect, the waters of the seven 槻 槻 槻 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
In other words, she seems to have not figured out this approach...
The water is a bit awkward, then turned to look at Shu Yunwen for help, Shu Yunwen turned his eyes blankly.
What the hell! What do you think I do?
Can you find evidence and lock the murderer?
I am not a detective, are you still expecting to say a wonderful reasoning, forcing the murderer to bow down and plead guilty?
Um... I’m looking for a few people to fight and plead guilty. Can you do it, or try it?