Caitian is the one with the most complete motives, but he is not the one with the most urgency.
Before that, she and Ichikawa had shared the same bed countless times, and each time they fell asleep, they would have the opportunity to kill someone. There was a high probability that she would not choose to do it in such a strange place.
Marui, on the other hand, seemed more urgent. Knowing Ichikawa's temper, he was likely to burst out with murderous intent after begging for mercy to no avail. It was not impossible for him to sneak back in again after returning to the room and making sufficient preparations.
The problem is that Marui doesn't seem to know that there is a camera in the room, and since he is committing a highly concentrated act such as murder, he is unlikely to pay attention to what is in the dark room, so he is not satisfied with the murderer's first step when entering the room. The act of knocking the camera off.
Of course, this is all on the premise that he is not lying and acting.
So among them, is there someone who is too clean?
Conan looked suspiciously at Kitaniharaji, a timid and weak man with no motives.
Kitaniharaji noticed Conan's gaze and smiled at him.
"Do Brother Mugu and Brother Xiangri have a good relationship?"
Kitaniharaji looked at this overly smart kid and smiled, "Not bad, he usually takes good care of me."
"But from what Uncle Maori said just now, he is not a good person."
Conan's innocent big eyes stared at Mu Gu, as if he could find some clues on his face.
"Kid, my name is Conan, right?" Seeing that no one was paying attention to the two of them, Kitanihara Fuji whispered to him: "Then do you think a thief is a good person or a bad person?"
"Of course he's a bad guy."
"Then this thief saved a dying man when he was stealing. Is he a good person or a bad person to this person?"
"Uh..." Conan was stuck.
"As far as Misu and Caita are concerned, Xiangri is a bastard, but he has never hurt me and has even helped me a lot. Can I also say that he is a bad guy?"
Mugu smiled, his smile seemed a little desolate, and it looked very helpless on his pale face.
"Law and human relations, the bad guys considered by the law are not bad guys for some people, and the bad guys considered by some people are still rampant in the face of the law."
“We are both wrong and we are right.”
In the end, Conan left with his head in a state of confusion. He felt that Kitani was a nagging person, and he even asked Ayita Emi in a low voice if Kitani had any mental illness.
"I'm not sure, Mugu and we have a relatively normal relationship."
"Edogawa," Haibara whined to him, "look at this." She handed over a bottle in her hand.
They were the medicine bottles in Kitanihara's second pack. Because there were so many types, Conan only glanced at them in a hurry when checking them.
"Sleeping pills?" He read out the name of the medicine written on the bottle, raising his voice slightly, "Brother Mugu, isn't it good to sleep well?"
Kitaniharaji nodded and admitted: "I need sleeping pills to fall asleep almost every night."
How many diseases does he have?
But in this case... Conan lowered his head and pondered. He was thinking just now that if something as big as a camera fell to the ground, how could the two people in the room not wake up.
This would make sense if it were controlled by medication.
Moreover - Conan glanced at the medicine in Mu Gu's backpack: Mu Gu was the easiest person to carry poison among the people present. He had also entered the kitchen to help with cooking before and had the opportunity to get a knife.
But what about motivation?
At eight o'clock in the morning, the people sitting around the sofa were drowsy. After they explained their doubts, they had nothing to talk about. They looked at each other in small talk and didn't want to talk to each other. If you don't talk for a long time, the atmosphere in the living room will be very stuffy, which can easily make you feel sleepy.
The three children who had the most sleep in the room had woken up half an hour ago, and they had also shaken Dr. Ari awake. They were waiting for Kuroki Jin to get some food to fill their hungry stomachs while listening. Conan and Haihara Ai talked about what happened last night.
"It's such a pity that none of us were here." Mitsuhiko looked regretful, while Conan looked happy.
Fortunately, you were not present. If you were, his headache would be even worse.
Kuroki simply heated up some instant food. Marui was a little disgusted and a little wary, but Kuroki didn't care whether he liked it or not.
Neither Ayota Emi nor Marui Isamu touched the food sent by Kuroki Jin, and they didn't even take a sip of water. They were obviously afraid that there was still poison hidden here.
But the others didn't have so many scruples, especially the three children, who ate deliciously when they were hungry.
Kitaniharaji also took two symbolic bites. In his explanation, he had a stomach problem and he should take medicine if he didn't eat for one meal.
Conan turned it over and found that there was indeed stomach medicine.
What kind of mountain climbing club does this kind of person join? !
"Why did Brother Mugu join the mountain climbing club?" Conan took advantage of the opportunity to pour water and ran to Mugu, "Wouldn't it be tiring to climb if you are not in good health?"
"That's why I need to exercise." Mugu's answer was impeccable.
"Then..." Conan was about to ask something more when he saw Kuroki Jin standing up from the sofa.
His action of standing up startled everyone, and they reacted so violently that they almost dropped the cup in their hands.
"Someone is coming." Kuroki Jin said, walking to the window and opening the curtains.
The curtains had been half-closed before, but now that they were fully opened, the view suddenly became much wider. The row near the window, like Kuroki Ren, saw the vehicles driving up with difficulty.
"Mountain bike? Not a police officer?"
Kuroki Jin said calmly, "The police car can't even come up."
There are people coming down the mountain. Whether they are the police or not, they plan to go out and take a look. If they are not the police, they can ask them to go down the mountain and call the police.
A row of people stood at the gate and stared at the slowly stopping mountain bike. The passenger seat door opened immediately after the car stopped, and a man in a suit appeared.
"Police Officer Yamamura!!!"
Edogawa Conan's eyes darkened.
Yamamura Cao, Gunma Prefecture criminal police officer, as the name suggests, is a bit fucked up.
He was the first time Conan Edogawa questioned whether the police profession was too casual in selecting people.
Edogawa Conan didn't want to recall his deeds, let alone the fact that he had to use the identity of police officer Yamamura to solve the case because he shot the wrong person with an anesthetic needle and sent him to the police station.
But he knew that this case might become more complicated.
It took Yamamura Cao two hours to understand what happened here that night, and then it took another 100 million hours to apply for a helicopter to transport the body down the mountain for an autopsy.
Marui, who had not eaten breakfast, now regrets it very much.
Yamamura Cao coughed twice unconsciously, "Then, each of you, please tell us the motive and timeline of the murder."
Isn’t this person really here to play a mystery game and kill him?
