Chapter 737: Detectives' reasoning! ~

In the morning, at seven o'clock.
On the helicopter to Tokyo, the police officer and Ishikawa also sat in the back row, and the face became paler.
Although the two of them are not afraid of heights, the feeling of taking a helicopter for a long time is really bad, not to mention that they didn’t sleep for a night, and they didn’t eat much. Now the legs are soft like noodles, it’s hard to say... ...
Well, all this must blame the Shu Yunwen and Futian Qing!
If it weren't for these two goods, how could they be guilty of this crime!
Two uncles and uncles secretly cursed Shu Yunwen in their hearts. Suddenly, Ishikawa’s mobile phone rang.
Ishikawa also quickly took out the phone and connected it. "Hmm," after two words, said "I know, continue to keep an eye on them" and then hang up the phone.
Ishikawa also just hang up the phone and witnessed the police officer immediately turn around and asked: "Is there any important information about the police officer Ishikawa?"
"Yes, the news from the police station just came. The target people Futian Qing, Shu Yunwen and others arrived at the cup station ten minutes ago. Now they have just left the station. The destination seems to be the cup city hotel..." Ishikawa Whispered.
After witnessing the police officer’s words, he eagerly asked:
What are they doing at the Cup City Hotel? Is it that Sato and Takagi are locked up there?

"This...it is not clear for the time being." Ishikawa also sounded a bit resentful. "...but according to the stalker, they seem to have booked breakfast and room at the Cup City Hotel, and plan to take a break after eating breakfast... ..."
"Hey..." Listening to Ishikawa’s words, he saw the police officer’s face depressed.
Mommy! How do these guys enjoy this?
Hey, because you have been sitting on a helicopter for one night, I feel that the whole person has been hollowed out, but you have booked the best hotel to eat breakfast and sleep, the baby is really good...
I saw the police officer depressed for a while, then began to say: "... even if they say that they are eating breakfast and rest, we can not relax our vigilance, we must always keep an eye on them, can not give them any chance!"
"Well, I have already told me to continue, I believe that the colleagues in the police station will keep an eye on them." Ishikawa also nodded, and then seriously asked the helicopter pilots, "... How long will we have to arrive in Tokyo?"
"This... probably takes more than an hour..."
When the pilot's voice fell, Ishikawa said immediately: "...more than an hour... Well, you can contact the cup police station directly. When the helicopter arrives in Tokyo, we land directly in the cup house and then rush to the target location...

"...this time, we can never let them escape from the eyelids!"
......
Around 8:30 in the morning.
Ikebukuro, the apartment of Higashida Hideaki.
Conan, Yueshui Qiu, and Gao Mu stood at the door and surveyed the scene again. Their faces showed a smile of "all in control".
Conan looked at the furnishings and layout of the apartment in the Dongtian Yingming apartment. He smiled and said: "... It seems that this case is exactly the same as what we reasoned. Mr. Dong Tian is indeed not the murderer, but the beggar. !"
"Yeah! I really didn't expect that the real murderer would use such a clever way. I specially arranged the case of Miss Case West, the house of the crime scene, exactly the same as Mr. Dong Tian's, and used the illusion of Mr. Dong Tian after drunkenness to commit crimes... "Highwood police officer held his chin in one hand and carefully analyzed:
"... However, the murderer Mr. Bei Chuan is really bold! If Mr. Dong Tian is not drunk, or insists on insisting on going home, then his approach is tantamount to digging his own grave!

Yueshui Qiu smiled slightly and said: "You are wrong, Gao Mu police officer, Mr. Beichuan will definitely let Mr. Dong Tian get drunk. Mr. Dong Tian did not say it before, the daughter who had not seen him for 20 years sent him. For the wedding invitation, he was very happy these two days. As long as Mr. Beichuan deliberately asked Mr. Dongtian to drink the celebration wine, Mr. Dong Tian would not refuse it..."
"...and, the proprietress of the house wine house did not say it, Mr. Dong Tian usually likes to drink, and often drunk..."
Gao Mu heard a word, then smiled and scratched his head: "...this...there is also..."
Conan continued to say, "... Now, let's restore the case and finally confirm it. First, in the afternoon before yesterday, Mr. Beichuan got off work early, bought gray sheets, curtains, etc., and then entered Miss Murakami. At home, I replaced Miss Miura’s favorite beige curtains and bed sheets, and changed the furnishings of the furniture. The layout is basically the same as that of Mr. Toda...

"...Yes, in order to ensure that Mr. Dong Tian will not find an abnormality, he also took off the calendar in the room and moved the cactus to the balcony." The water was taken over the water, "...after all, if it was in the room The color of the curtains and sheets has changed, and there are also calendars and cactus of the Tokyo Soul Team that will never appear in your own home. Even if you drink more, you will feel less right!"
"...and then, Mr. Kitagawa and other young villagers killed him and went to the izakaya to drink with Mr. Dong Tian. After Mr. Dong Tian was drunk, he volunteered to send Mr. Dong Tian home. In fact, Mr. Dong Tian was brought to the home of Miss Murakami and reminded Mr. Dong Tian to lock the indoor anti-theft chain. His technique was completed..."
"... Next, he just took the apartment manager to the Miss Xiaxi home the next day, and he was the first discoverer of the case..."
Takagi "Hmm" nodded: "...Yes, that's right! The person who can complete this technique only has Mr. Kitagawa who sent Mr. Dong Tian to go home..."
Conan and the three of them discussed for a while, then Conan smiled and said: "Okay, then, we will go directly to Mr. Beichuan's house and expose the truth! Um... It’s not far from the morning at 9 am. !~"
"Oh... it’s right." Takagi nodded, and the water was seven, but he suddenly said: "Wait a minute, Conan, we don't seem to have any evidence yet..."
"Evidence? Right!" Conan stunned.
In other words, they only looked at reasoning before, and they didn’t pay attention to the evidence at all... As for their reasoning? It is only a case of evidence and an indirect chain of evidence, and it cannot be convicted at all!
Conan reached out and squeezed his chin and thought about it. He suddenly thought of the cactus of the village of Mt. Nishi, and his eyes were bright. He turned to Takagi. "Mr. Takagi, I would like to ask if Miss Murakami and Mr. Dongda’s hands are punctured by cactus. Traces?"
"Cactus thorn?" Takagi police officer stunned, then scratched his head. "...this...no! But, does this have anything to do with the case?"
Takagi is still a foggy water. The water is still the same, but he understands the meaning of Conan. He stretches his hand and presses his chin. He smiles and says: "...It’s the same! Conan, you are talking about the pot of the golden tiger cactus of Miss Mursey’s house? The owner of the pub said, the potted golden tiger cactus was given to Miss Mursey on the morning of the case, but when we saw the potted cactus, the thorns on it were obviously broken, and there were some slight bloodstains. ......"
Gao Mu heard this and finally realized: "...the original! Mr. Beichuan accidentally stabbed his hand when he moved the cactus to the balcony! If Mr. Beichuan had a needle on his hand, and the cactus remains The result of the DNA identification of the blood is consistent with that of Mr. Kitagawa, that is the ironclad certificate!"
"Yes!"
Conan smiled slightly: "...so, the decisive proof, there is!"