"He had an ugly smile on his face, and there were many traces of frostbite on his skin, as well as purple-red patches. Obviously these were not corpse spots. Huh? This is..."
As Toriop spoke, he opened the wealthy businessman's coat and took out a pocket watch that had stopped moving because it was broken.
"3:28..."
"Time of death?" asked the conductor.
"uncertain..."
Hattori Heiji finally couldn't help it and answered:
"Look at his beard. Twelve to thirteen hours have passed since 5 o'clock last night, but there are still food residues hanging on it that have not been cleaned."
"What do you want to express? Is he a sloppy person?" The train conductor was very disapproving of Hattori Heiji's interruption, and even showed a slightly disgusted expression.
"Please!" Hattori Heiji said helplessly: "He ate spaghetti for lunch yesterday. If he was a slovenly person, you should still be able to see the hardened sauce!"
"Oh? Young man, you are very good."
Before the conductor could retort, Toriop wrapped the pocket watch in his handkerchief and said: "I always thought you would be a bad assistant to this friend, well... I'm sorry, you know, every detective There will always be such a person around him to set him off."
"Hey! Tori!" The conductor on the side felt that he had been insinuated.
"Quiet, my friend, and be the gentleman you are as a train conductor."
After Toriop finished speaking, he looked at Hattori Heiji again, "So, what is your name?"
"Hattori Heiji." A certain black man said.
"Well...I remember, Hattori Heiji and Kudo Shinichi, so you two young detectives, what do you think of this case?"
Toriop played a careful trick. He wanted to get Ye Gengyi's name out of this black man who didn't look very smart.
"Ku...Kudo?" Hattori Heiji looked at someone in surprise.
"Get used to it in advance." Ye Geng said.
"Oh!" Hattori Heiji remembered his request that night and suddenly realized, "Yes, he is Kudo Shinichi."
"Then why did you call him 'Brother Gengyi'?" Toriop raised a new question.
"That... is his nickname, hehe... hehe..." Hattori Heiji smiled dryly.
Ye Gengyi: "..."
Has he become Kudo Shinichi’s nickname?
Suddenly, I discovered that when it came to helping cover up the name 'Kudo', the Osaka black man's IQ would always unexpectedly drop to another dimension.
Forget it, whatever.
At this time, the passengers who were woken up by the flight attendant also came to the restaurant one after another.
Old woman, officer, housekeeper, maid, nun, cook...
Because the co-driver and the stoker also need to drive the train.
Therefore, even though the train conductor who had just finished the evening shift was very sleepy, he still chose to stay in Car No. 2 and work with the crew to maintain order.
Everyone found a table far away from the body and sat down.
Ye Gengyi rejected Toriop's invitation, and even took a certain reluctant Heipi to sit at the dining table together, waiting for the investigation results of the great detective.
The cannibalism controversy has not subsided, and now another murder case has occurred.
For a while, Ye Gengyi didn't know whether it was Hattori Heiji who carried the death aura or Toriop, the self-proclaimed great detective.
Of course, no matter who it is, they will probably feel inexplicable pressure when facing this car of cannibals.
Make the wealthy businessman comatose and place him outside the carriage so that he will be frozen to death. Among the passengers present, except for the old woman who was trembling when she walked, all others have the ability to commit crimes.
But if you add the body back to the car and use steel bars to nail it to the wall board.
This behavior is a bit strange...
Vendetta?
No, it should be a warning.
Just like gin loves to blow heads, vodka loves to set fire.
This distinctive approach, in addition to ensuring foolproof operations and complete destruction of targets, also has the effect of deterring enemies and potential enemies.
So...who is he or they trying to shock?
Ye Gengyi looked at the last person who came into contact with the wealthy businessman in his mind.
Let's say this officer...
"Everyone! It's like this..."
Toriop's voice interrupted his thoughts.
Then the great detective said: "I already know who the murderer is, but I don't want to tell him just like that. So, I will ask you to come to the commander's room in pairs in the order of drawing lots later."
Isn't it?
Hattori Heiji looked at Toriop in surprise, and found that the other person was blinking in their direction, and he suddenly became more confused.
What does this mean?
"Detective Tori, is this really okay?" the train conductor asked.
"Of course," Toriop took out a notebook from his arms and made five sets of labels. "To show fairness, these signatures will be handed over to the train conductor for safekeeping. As for me, I will wait inside first."
"Brother Gengyi, we..."
"Ignore those lots." Ye Gengyi said.
Hattori Heiji was confused for a moment and could only nodded.
Then he saw that not only the two of them, but everyone in the restaurant had no intention of going to the conductor to draw lots.
Like it feels like the truth means nothing to them.
What is going on? !
Not long after, Toriop returned to the restaurant as if nothing had happened.
He walked directly to the old woman, bent down and leaned into her ear, and the two seemed to say something.
Then, a warm smile appeared on Toriop's face again.
He walked up to Ye Gengyi and Hattori Heiji and said at a slower pace: "Two of you, let's talk?"
"Here?" Ye Geng asked.
"Go to my box, I haven't invited you to visit yet," Toriop said.
"I hope it doesn't open our eyes too much." Ye Geng stood up and followed him.
The three of them walked slowly.
But from Car No. 2 to Car No. 3, Hattori Heiji still felt unprecedented suffering.
It was a rarely experienced experience.
Just like a person who often ranks among the top in exams and suddenly comes to a strange environment and encounters a problem, he finds that everyone here knows a little more than he does. That indescribable feeling is not depression. More like frustration.
Toriop's box was not much different from theirs. If anything, he was the only one living in it.
"Your client is the old woman."
"Hmm~"
Toriop was not impressed by Ye Gengyi's opening remarks, "Seeing my behavior just now, isn't this obvious?"
"Why remind us?" Ye Gengyi asked again.
This was something he didn't understand. It was clear that the great detective was quite hostile to him when he was in the restaurant yesterday.
"You are very smart and dangerous, but you can control your curiosity very well," Toriop shrugged and said, "It's all for work, I... don't want to get into trouble."
