"...Yes, Xinghe Tongwu's attempt to use his inherent magician's thinking to create an alibi turned out to be strong evidence identifying him as the murderer."
Ye Gengyi finished describing the murder method in as concise and concise words as possible, and finally asked:
"Do you remember everything?"
"Yeah!" Gao Mushe nodded quickly.
According to Mr. Ye's description, he only needs to restore the scene once according to the contents in the notebook, and then he can expose Xinghe Tongwu's lies.
"Okay, then go ahead." Ye Gengyi continued.
Gao Mushe said "Oh" and was about to go to the second floor. But before he took two steps, he found that Ye Gengyi not only had no intention of following him, but was walking in another direction. He couldn't help but called him out of curiosity. , asked:
"Eh? Mr. Ye, is there anything else?"
"No more." Ye Geng said: "It doesn't matter if you forget some details. As long as you explain the principle clearly, Heiji will help you supplement it after he reacts."
"No...what," Takagi Sheba said, "I mean, Mr. Ye, why don't you go up?"
Ye Geng turned his head and looked over with dead eyes: "Why do you think I'm telling you so much?"
"Uh...why..." Takagi Wataru scratched his head.
"Why do we need so many people to solve the case? It's already so late, and we have to go to the police station to take notes later. Apart from instant noodles, the only late-night snacks you have are eaten in the police station. No matter how you think about the atmosphere, It’s all weird pork chop rice, so if I have a choice, why don’t I go to the restaurant first to fill my stomach?” Ye Gengyi said.
Uh...it seems like there is absolutely no way to refute it.
Takagi Sheba was silent: "..."
Mr. Ye's character is really different from those detectives...
…
Just as Ye Gengyi and Takagi Wataru were dismantling magic techniques.
The second floor of the mansion.
With the help of Hattori Heiji and Conan, Megure Thirteen also thought of the possibility of an acquaintance committing the crime:
"Knowing the location where Master Zhengying's notes are stored, and being able to quickly escape from the scene after killing someone, shows that that person should know the structure of this house very well. Do you have any suspicions?"
"So...it seems that there is indeed such a person."
Mrs. Zhengying made a recollection:
"About five years ago, a man came to my house and said he wanted to find my husband. I originally thought he was a fan of my husband, so I let him come in to visit, but who knew that when he came in, he screamed Said my husband stole his magic skills, Fantian..."
As she said that, she looked at Fan Tianli and said, "I've mentioned this to you, right?"
"Ah? Well...it seems there is..." Fan Tianli responded vaguely.
"What does that person look like?" Mumu Shisan asked.
"It's been five years, so I don't remember it very clearly, but after that I always felt that the furnishings at home seemed a little bit different..."
Mrs. Zhengying said with a slightly complicated smile: "Maybe I'm overthinking."
"No! You'd better recall that person's appearance and characteristics carefully."
Mu Mu Shisan’s serious face:
"Since the other party claims that your husband has embezzled his magic skills, he will naturally want to confirm the contents of the Zhengying Note with his own eyes. If the time he chooses to do it happens to be today, then the person who killed Miss Zhanzi is very likely it's him!"
"this……"
Mrs. Zhengying's face turned a little pale, and she waved her hands in a panic: "It's been so long, I, I really can't remember."
"Then is the other party Japanese?" Megure Thirteen asked.
"Well, yes...yes, he speaks Japanese very fluently, and his hair is black, but because he is wearing a hat and sunglasses, I can't see his hairstyle and eyes..."
When Mrs. Zhengying said this, she subconsciously tilted her eyes to the side and continued: "Oh, by the way, because he still has a beard, I couldn't see the shape of his mouth clearly. I only remember that he is slightly taller than me. Get some."
this……
Mumu Shisan has a headache... It's the same as not saying it.
He rubbed his brows and said seriously: "Will other magicians come to visit your husband?"
"Ten years ago, people came back often, but I don't remember who they were," Mrs. Zhengying explained: "Because this house was designed by my husband, even if it was just people who had some connections at work, he would put it in Please come and visit..."
"Eh? Your husband's design?"
Memu Thirteen looked around at this narrow corridor, sweating and couldn't help but curse in his heart: The magician's thinking is really unique.
"Well, at that time, he often performed some magic tricks that could only be seen in this house, so there were many guests who came to visit him."
Mrs. Zhengying blurted out subconsciously: "Especially the Christmas tree magic is particularly popular... welcome..."
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
Conan and Heiji keenly noticed the expressions of several people:
"Excuse me, what kind of magic is that?"
"Ah, this..." Mrs. Zhengying's expression was a little stiff.
"Only the teacher can answer the mysteries of magic," Fan Tianli said, "Now that Teacher Zhengying is missing, we have no way of knowing what tricks he used."
"Will it be recorded in the Shokage Notebook?" Hattori Heiji continued to ask: "Speaking of which, have you checked to see if that note was stolen?"
"I'm sorry," Mrs. Zhengying shook her head, "I just heard my husband mention that the notes were placed in the database, but I was not told the specific location, so... even if I were asked to confirm it now, there is no way Find a way to find out..."
"Maybe the teacher took the notes away before he disappeared." Xinghe Tongwu said.
"In this case, let's take a look at the photo album," Hattori Heiji suggested: "With so many guests coming to visit, you will probably take photos as a souvenir, right? Maybe it doesn't necessarily contain the mysterious man from five years ago. oh."
"That makes sense," Memu Shisan nodded, "Mrs. Zhengying, where do you keep your photo album?"
"In this room."
Mrs. Zhengying said, directly opening the thick wooden door.
"Uh, sorry, let me go over first..."
Mumu Shisan retracted his stomach and quickly walked sideways to the front of the door.
"Maybe our teacher really has no talent in architecture..." Fan Tianli sighed.
"No, the reason why Master Zhengying designed the corridor to be so narrow is not just to make the room larger. The murderer of Miss Zhanzi also happened to use this magic mechanism to create Alibi…”
Takagi Wataru poked his head out from the stairs with a notebook, and then in the eyes of Conan and Hattori Heiji, which gradually turned from confusion to astonishment, he said:
"Mr. Xinghe Tongwu, am I right?"
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