Because of the lack of a good environment to erase evidence, it is even more difficult to get rid of the crime. But when you calm down, even if you don’t deal with the residual poison, you may not be caught up in yourself.

Junko Fujii thought about it repeatedly and at this time, she had already entered a Buddhist state of "it's good to be caught, if you're caught, you'll be caught."

The only fun I could find was probably to see the detectives and police working hard to crack her crime, and by the way, the way to see how the group of people tried to persuade the bad guys to turn back, but...

Why is the situation different from what she thought?

Junko Fujii looked at the young detective next to her and realized something later.

Maybe this person might not have come to persuade him to surrender?

Shiraishi feels that Junko Fujii is not suitable for communication now.

But he still has questions to ask.

So, even though the situation is not appropriate, after Fujii Junko calmed down from the strange little theater in her brain, Shiraishi asked:

"Who made these props in the craftshop? They are all Boss Feitian? Or did he hire other craftsmen from outside?"

He tried to make his tone more serious and pretended to ask this to solve the case. Just now, Junko Fujii suddenly said "Submitting himself", which was really destructive.

Junko Fujii looked him up and down for a while, and the woman's intuition told her that these two issues seemed to be what this detective really cared about.

...By the way, he knew the two high school students from the Reasoning Society. When asked about this, he might be preparing for the next drama.

这也难怪,失踪女孩的尸体藏在肥田的地下室里,肥田家里又一堆现金,看上去就不像好人,破案,岂不是相当于为肥田报了仇,他对案件不感兴趣,也是可以理解的.

Junko Fujii was a little distracted and the ashes fell on her skirt.

She popped it off casually and didn't want to answer the question honestly: "I've seen reports about you on the entertainment page. Are you not a detective? It's not good to ask these irrelevant matters at the crime scene."

While speaking, Junko Fujii kept observing the detective next to her and found that after hearing this answer, he showed a little disappointment.

His emotions were not obvious, but Junko Fujii was stunned. She felt intuitively that this person would not continue to ask questions as he had imagined, but would probably have another disappointing sentence such as "No, forget it" appeared.

So she hurried before Shiraishi: "Why not come and play a game - if you can guess the boss's death without using the police's intelligence, I will tell you everything you want to know."

Speaking of this, she remembered that some people like to play word games, she squinted her eyes slightly and emphasized: "You know what I mean, I'm not asking you to explain the lethal principle of potassium cyanide."

Before the forensic department came up with the results, it was difficult to solve the crime she had thought out by relying solely on reasoning.

Junko Fujii knew this in her heart.

It was really meaningless to see this detective sitting next to the water, and she still wanted to see this group of people racking their brains to break her trap.

However, the detective who was not moving did not get up and leave as she thought, and searched for clues.

As soon as Fujii Junko finished speaking, she saw him showing a look of "Is this difficult?" and "There is such a good thing."

She slapped her hand with cigarettes, and suspected that she had read it wrong.

But the next second, I heard the other party speak: "You are using some kind of timed device that needs to be twisted with your fingers, such as the lock on the door, or... the knob of the induction cooker switch in the kitchen?"

The young detective's question was light, and that sentence was not even considered a question, but simply put forward a hypothesis.

However, Junko Fujii felt a heavy hammer hitting her head.

How could it be so quickly...

Shiraishi didn't care about her surprise.

It is not easy to find a conclusion.

But if you already know the conclusion and just draw a line between the conclusion and the conditions, it will be much simpler. If you can't make up for the part, you can also use "intuition" to make excuses.

After coming to this world for so long, Shiraishi is familiar with it:

"In addition to Mr. Feitian's desk, there are two other tables on the second floor, with unpacked snacks and notes with employee names written on them... Not only Hiroshi Haku, you can work here as well.

"If you see him counting money before get off work, you set something in advance that he will definitely encounter on the way to count money and is not easy to be checked, and you can achieve similar results.

"For example, sit a pot of water on the stove and adjust the amount of fire. When the water boils, most people will be anxious to turn off the fire.

"When Hirohiro finished turning the switch, his thumb would be stained with the poison applied to the knob. He should have the habit of licking his fingers when counting money. When he gets poison and comes back to wet his fingers and counts money, he will take the poison..."

Bang-

Conan was too focused on eavesdropping and tripped on the clothes hanger.

He held the hanger and stood firmly, secretly glanced at the door, feeling complicated.

After just a while, Shiraishi had already reasoned out a complete set of assumptions. Although they had not been verified, they sounded very reasonable. Given Shiraishi's excellent reasoning ability in the past, Conan intuitively felt that this might be the truth.

He looked at the "secret room" that had been cracked and had no interest, sighed, and began to miss the days when Shiraishi fell asleep as soon as he entered the scene.

Conan was very moved when he bumped into it. Shiraishi looked at the sound and met the child's sight.

The thoughts in the brain-study machine's eyes were too complicated, and Shiraishi couldn't understand it at first, so he had to nod at Conan with a calm face and wait for him to understand it himself.

Conan didn't know what he understood, so he also pointed back with a serious look on his face.

Then Shiraishi saw him running towards several police officers, probably looking for them to check if there was any problem with the induction cooker knob.

While Conan left and no one came over for a short time, Shiraishi curled the impurities he had taken from the shelf before, poked them motionlessly, and the cigarette butt almost burned Fujii Junko.

I have to ask what I want to ask before she gets burned.

Although it is not safe to customize the desired head outside, it can at least be used as a reference. Finding out the prices in this world can make the Q version assistant have a little idea when asking for the price, and don’t fly into the sky.

...

The evidence is not easy to find, but it is not within Shiraishi's mission.

And after being cracked, Junko Fujii's mouth hardness plummeted, and she was as she promised, asking questions and answering questions.

When Shiraishi got home and had a good sleep, when he got up again in the evening, everything he should have solved was solved.
Chapter completed!