Kuroki Ren was sitting upside down on the chair, his shirt was half unbuttoned, and the hem was pulled to his chest, exposing most of his back.
Five red streaks were exposed, and the two deepest ones still had traces of blood.
Haiyuan Ai took the ointment he found from the warehouse and gently applied it on him with a cotton swab. Opposite him sat a crying beautiful model.
At first, Koyamauchi Nana thought it was Kuroki Jin who wanted to harm her. She pointed at him and scolded him for ten minutes to calm down. After everyone reviewed the situation, she discovered that her life was saved by Kuroki Jin.
But even so, Koyamauchi Nana didn't even say thank you, she just sat there crying and cursing like a victim.
Kuroki Ren's attitude was indifferent. He didn't save people for her gratitude. He just agreed to something for others and didn't want to break the contract.
"Hey, did you just see..." The little detective climbed up on the chair and leaned against Kuroki Ren's ear.
"It was too dark and I couldn't see the face clearly." Kuroki Jin told the truth. He really couldn't see who it was. "But when I rushed over, I blocked an oncoming glass. It was Miss Koyamauchi. It came from the front, so the prisoner was among the people who were going out at that time."
Koyamauchi Nana's position at that time was right in front of the door leading to the corridor. By simulating the position, it can be concluded that the murderer ran into the hall from outside to attack.
"I went to check the electric switch in the utility room. The reason for the power outage was that someone pulled off the electric switch." Mouri Kogoro added.
"Since there is no such thing as a delay device, it is obvious that this person cut off the power and ran back to do it."
"The distance from the utility room to here is not far. It only takes an adult ten seconds to run there. Even if he misses and runs away again, it is still very fast."
Megure couldn't help but look at Jin Kuroki, the only one who had contact with the murderer, and asked with hope: "Does Mr. Kuroki really have no clues?"
Kuroki Jin shook his head, "I really didn't see anything, but based on his body shape, he seems to be slightly taller than me."
Kuroki Jin is 1.7cm tall. Among the people present, except for Moori Kogoro and Officer Shiratori, the only ones taller than him are Sawaki Toei and Shido Nagaaki.
Of course, there is also Murakami.
Kuroki Jin's original intention was to make everyone present suspect the real murderer, but he forgot that the police's first target of suspicion was Murakami's father. After listening to his description, he became more convinced that Murakami's father was hiding somewhere and waiting for an opportunity.
Unable to carry him away, Kuromu Ren decisively rolled his eyes and stopped talking.
"But Officer Shiratori and I searched all over here and found no place where anyone could hide."
Mouri Kogoro thought deeply, and Shiratori nodded and took over: "And the door is locked, and the people inside can't escape."
"Perhaps Murakami's father-in-law ran away first and then locked him up?" Megure made a reasonable guess.
"Memu Police Department, we found the playing card of the Seven of Spades on the ground." Conan picked up the playing card with a handkerchief and trotted over to it.
"Be careful!" Mouri Kogoro grabbed the playing cards and looked at them carefully.
Conan curled his lips, carefully approached Kuroki Ren, leaned into his ear and asked, "Do you also know who the prisoner is?"
He spoke with certainty, as if he was not afraid of Kuroki Jin's disapproval.
"How is that possible?" Kuroki Ren replied tepidly, "I don't have the ability to see the prisoner's face in the complete darkness."
Conan smiled softly, adjusted his glasses, and asked in slight surprise: "Oh? It turns out that Mr. Kuroki doesn't think the prisoner is Murakami."
Kuro Muren paused, his eyes flashed, and he looked down at the kid calmly.
Got tricked.
He simply stopped answering, stood up, said hello to Memu and went to the bathroom, then walked straight out of the room.
Inside the house, Memu suggested that everyone stay here and wait for rescue. As long as time is up, the police will send out helicopters to support, and everyone can get out from here.
Koyamauchi Nana managed to regain her energy. She knew that her crisis should be over. From the beginning of this case until now, no one has been attacked twice.
So she returned to her true nature and began to mock Shido Nagaaki.
"It's your turn next, Mr. Yongming."
Shido Nagaaki was fiddling with his camera and said nothing. He looked a little nervous. He looked around and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
"I'll go with you." Shiratiao stood up and said, "After all, Mr. Yongming is the next target. If he is alone, he is likely to be attacked."
Shido Nagaaki did not refuse. As he walked, he wanted to hang his precious camera around his neck. This may have distracted him. If he didn't pay attention, he stumbled on something. His center of gravity was unstable and he was about to face him. fall.
"Be careful!" The white bird, which was still far away, only had time to remind him.
Shido Nagaaki subconsciously raised his hand to raise his camera to prevent it from falling to the ground and getting damaged. But what made his pupils shrink was that he saw light reflected on the ground in front of him.
It's a broken glass.
At the critical moment, Shishido Nagaaki abandoned his precious camera and hit the ground with his elbows, making a loud sound.
The broken glass was right under Shishido Nagaaki's throat. He turned over to avoid it and lay on the ground gasping loudly.
He almost got stabbed directly in the throat by the fragment.
At this time, only two or three seconds had passed, and everything had settled before Shiratiao's words had finished.
"Are you okay, Mr. Nagaaki!" Megure and Maori ran over first, one helped up Shido Nagaaki, and the other looked up and down to see if he was injured.
"It's okay...it's okay." Shido Nagaaki waved his hand, "I just tripped accidentally."
"I'm afraid it wasn't accidental." A child's voice came from behind.
When everyone turned around, they saw Conan holding a playing card in his hand and spreading it out for everyone to see.
"Six of spades?!"
The number on the card was exactly the number 6, Shishido Nagaaki's representative card. I don't know when it was placed under the table, with a casino chip pressed on it.
"This, is this a fall that was deliberately planned by Murakami?!" Nana Koyamauchi screamed, "How is this possible!"
Yes, the fall was an accident. It was completely different from the methods used in other cases. It was an uncontrollable event. How could the prisoner be so sure that Shishido Nagaaki would fall and hit the glass?
Not to mention Koyamauchi Nana's confusion, even Conan looked in one direction in confusion, then quickly looked away and looked down at the ground.
"Did the criminal throw this glass from the door when he assassinated Miss Nana in the dark?" Maori also squatted down to check the glass.
"Could it be that Murakami planned the distance and deliberately threw it here? In order to trip Mr. Yongmei next?"
Conan subconsciously retorted: "Not to mention whether Mr. Murakami could throw it exactly at this position, even if he could control the glass to hit the perfect position, he would not have thought that Mr. Kuroki would come out to block it in the middle, and he would not count it. Mr. Yongming will stand in a position where he can just step on the glass."
"It's not something that one person could calculate in the middle of killing another person, but it's not an accident either."
Conan looked around. It was obvious that he was a child, but everyone was afraid to look directly into his eyes.
"I think the person who was able to cause this disguised accident must have been here just now. He looked at where Mr. Yongming was sitting and then deliberately kicked the glass here!"
The hall was silent, and when Conan realized that he had said a lot of things he shouldn't have said, it was already too late. Just when he was about to turn around with a smile, he felt severe pain on the top of his head, and then heard a thud.
"You kid, stop talking nonsense here!"
"It hurts--!!!"
