Chapter 343: Diplomat's fishing line


   Saturday, February 1, in the afternoon, the study room of the Tsujimura family.
   Seeing a slit in the opened keychain, Police Department Megumi asked, "What is this for?"
   "I don't know yet." The forensic officer said, "But you can put a needle in it, maybe..."
"You mean to put a poisoned needle in it?" the police department asked, "However, if the poisoned needle has only one eye, how can it be two millimeters long? And the poisoned needle with this keychain pierced it. Mr. Tsujimura will then put the key from outside the door into the right pocket of Mr. Tsujimura's pants, who is sitting behind the desk. Don't be kidding, how is this possible?"
   It's possible, Hattori Heiji thought, if there is something long enough.
   "Wait a minute, Mumu Police Department." Maori said, "Mrs. Gongjiang has the same keychain."
   "Then how does she do it, in front of so many of you?" Police Department Megumi asked, "If she was poisoned early this morning, it might be possible, but isn't this being denied by you?"
   "That's what Yamazaki said." Maori explained quickly.
   Idiot, as I said just now, the blood has stopped, for at least two minutes, how could it be Mrs. Tsujimura Koe who came in with us. Hattori Heiji said in his heart, it seems that my reasoning is correct. This uncle’s reasoning is not his at all, it belongs to Kudo Shinichi. It must be this mediocre uncle who used his daughter to restrain Kudo. Secretly contacted Kudo, sought Kudo’s assistance, and changed Kudo’s reasoning to his own. Even if Kudo told him about some incidents, he couldn’t understand it. He could only follow Kudo’s reasoning step by step, like that ski mountain. The incident, the reasoning, from the beginning to the end was a Kudo Shinichi taste. This time it is estimated that it is no exception. Very good. Who will solve this secret room murder first? Let's take a look. Kudo Shinichi! Thinking of this, Hattori Heiji went out.
   Seeing Hattori Heiji went out, the Megumi Police Department asked, "Maori, did you think of anything? How did the sleeping pill come out and where is the murder weapon?"
   "No," said Maori, "no clue at all."
  If it is a needle, the wound is not completely unreasonable, Conan thought, but as Hattori said, it takes a few minutes for the wound to stop bleeding on its own. Ah, what's the matter, my head is dizzy.
Seeing Conan's shaky face with a bad face, Lan stepped forward and asked: "Conan, what's wrong with you, your face is so bad?" He reached out and touched Conan's forehead, "It's hot! I'll call a doctor for you right away. "Speaking, he picked up Conan and asked the Tsuji-mura family, "Can I borrow a room, and what's the doctor's phone number?"
   "Come to my room." Tsujimura Takazen said and led the way.
In Lan’s arms and lying on Lan’s shoulders, Conan inadvertently discovered that there was a familiar small box on the top level of the bookcase. If it hadn’t been taken by Lan, he couldn’t see it. .
   Yamazaki this guy, Conan barely smiled, it seems that this incident is like that. Ok? The photo next to me is not good, my eyes are blurred.
   At this time, Hattori Heiji came back with a smile, thinking that I will win the game, and smiled: "I know the secret room and who the murderer is."
When    Ran passed by Hattori Heiji, Conan vaguely saw some fishing lines sticking out of Hattori's pants pockets. Does this guy think that way? Totally wrong.
   "Hattori, are you serious?" asked the Megome police department.
   "I will let you see the evidence now." Hattori Heiji said, "Please borrow Mr. Tsujimura's keychain." Then he asked, "Can I hold it with my hand?"
   The police department looked at the forensic staff, and the forensic staff nodded and said, "Yes, all the fingerprints on it have been collected."
   Maori asked, "Oh, did you find anything?"
   "The fingerprint on the top of the key is the fingerprint of Mr. Tsujimura's right thumb. The other fingerprints are covered." The forensic officer said, "No other people's fingerprints were found elsewhere."
   After borrowing the key, Hattori Heiji smiled and said, "Megome Police Department, please pretend to be Mr. Tsujimura Kei and sit behind the desk.
   "Me?" Megome police department asked.
   Hattori Heiji smiled and said, "Yes, your body shapes are more similar."
   "Okay." The Megome Police Department said with raised triangular eyes.
"This study should be soundproofed. It's a secret room, but when we came, we heard the sound of music standing at the entrance of the study. Why? That is to say, this room that should be completely sealed is not completely sealed. Heiji Hattori closed the study door, pointed to the gap of about five millimeters under the door and said, "This is the gap."
   "This gap?" Maori said, reaching out and trying, only to let his fingertips pass.
   Hattori Heiji smiled and said, "As long as the key can pass through." He said that he stuffed the key in, let the key and the keychain pass one by one, and then went out and took the key back.
   "Then how did this key get put into Mr. Tsujimura's right pocket?" Mori asked.
   Hattori Heiji smiled and said: "It's very simple, as long as there is a fishing line with needles and tape, and an additional fishing line, so, of course, these fishing lines must be long enough." Then he explained.
"After Mr. Tsujimura sat on the chair and fell asleep, he passed the fishing line with needles through his trouser pocket, paying attention to it through the interlayer, and the other end was connected to the keychain. Glue it with tape and hold both ends. Go outside the door. Wrap the middle part of the other fishing line on the key and the keychain, let the key and the keychain pass through the door seam in turn, then slowly pull the fishing line with the needle while tightening the other fishing line. The line makes the key and the keychain fit together. Just pull the fishing line with the needle, the whole key will enter the pocket along the line, and then as long as you pull it hard, the fishing line will fall off the tape and you can pull out the door You just need to loosen one end of the other fishing line and pull the other end. In this way, both fishing lines will come out of the room. This homicide will become a secret room homicide."
  Momemu Police Department was very surprised and said, "Really, really came in." As he said, he carefully took the key out of his pocket.
"And the key and the keychain are closed, just like the one taken out of Mr. Shizujimura's pocket." Hattori Heiji came in from outside the door and laughed, and then said, "This will take about two to three minutes, just right. It's time to stop bleeding on its own. "
   Mumu Police Department asked, "So who is the prisoner?"
   Why haven't you come yet, Hattori Heiji thought, Kudo, have you given up? Then asked: "Did you find what was charged with medicine?"
   Seeing the Megome Police Department nodded, the forensic officer said, "Not yet."
   Hattori Heiji asked, "Did you find wet cups or tableware?"
  The forensic officer said, "No, there are only two cups in use in this main house, which belong to Mr. Tsujimura Takazen and Miss Katsuki Sachiko. The other cups and tableware are all dry."
"Very good, now the evidence is sufficient. First of all, the prisoner is not Mrs. Koe Tsujimura. Secondly, Mr. Fumio Koike has been outside and came back with Mr. Takazen Tsujimura and Miss Sachiko Katsuki. The three of them were here when we arrived. He only came back not long ago, which means he didn’t have time to deal with the medication.
Hattori Heiji smiled,
So the prisoner is...

   "Old Mr. Tsujimura!" Maori said in surprise.
"Yes, the prisoner is the old Mr. Tsujimura. After he cheated open the door, he asked Mr. Toji Tsujimura to drink a mixed drink, then he packed his cups and came back to implement the whole plan. Then it happened that Mr. Takayoshi Tsujimura and Mr. Sachiko Katsuki When the young lady came upstairs, he went to the next door to wind up the messy, easy-to-find fishing line. When Mr. Tsujimura Takazen and Miss Katsuki Sachiko left, he took the packed fishing line and came out next door, and then When I came downstairs, I ran into us, pretending that nothing happened, went to the Japanese room and hid the fishing line."" Hattori Hiraji laughed, "The evidence is that these two fishing lines are of the right length. There is a needle, these are all I found in the Japanese room. "Speaking of this, I thought, Shinichi Kudo, I won this round.
   At this time, Lan hurried in, "Dad, did you see Conan?"
   "No," Maori asked, "What's wrong?"
   Lan said anxiously: "The doctor is here, but Conan doesn't know where he went." Then he remembered what had happened. ...
   Time moves forward. Lan put Conan on Mr. Tsujimura’s bed, looked at Conan with a painful expression, and said,
Conan, the doctor will be here soon, cheer up.

   At this time, the doorbell rang, and Lan said happily: "It must be the doctor, Conan, hold on." Then he went out.
   However, the doctor came, but Conan was gone. Lan searched the main house but couldn't find it, so he came here. ...
   At this time ~EbookFREE.me~ a panting, very tired voice sounded from the door, "No, the prisoner is not him."
   This, this voice, Lan quickly looked back, and it really was that guy, that bastard, that worried bastard.
   "Kudo!" Megome Police Department exclaimed, "You are finally here."
   "Shinichi." Maori was taken aback, bastard, what did this guy come back for? Ah, my business, my high-end restaurant.
   "Shinichi, where did you go, I, I thought you were gone." Lan stepped forward and asked, "Do you know how worried I am?" Tears flowed out as he said.
   "Fool, why are you crying." Kudo Shinichi smiled.
   Is this Kudo Shinichi? It doesn't look great. Hattori Heiji asked, "Since you said it wasn't him, then you mean that my reasoning was wrong?"
   "Wait a minute, Ran," Kudo Shinichi smiled, "I'll be fine."
   "You mean, what's wrong with my reasoning? Kudo." Hattori Heiji asked.
   "Your reasoning, no, speculation, is just your imagination," Kudo Shinichi smiled.
   Hattori Heiji exclaimed, "What? This is obviously a reasoning based on facts."
   "Yes, Kudo," said the Meguro police department, "the key did indeed reach my pocket at last."
   "Then, Megome Police Department, open your pants pocket and take a good look." Shinichi Kudo smiled, and then said to Hattori Heiji, "You overlooked one thing."...
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