"In this way, the next time the deceased wipes his hands with a tissue, the poison will be dipped on his hands, and then he will dip it on the sushi when he pinchs the sushi, swallow it into his stomach, and eventually dies."

After Jiang Xia finished speaking, she found that the blue hat’s face was distorted and seemed to want to say something, so he said first: “Do you want to say that you don’t have poisonous wipes at all, so it’s not you who poisoned it?”

Blue Hat: "…"

His lines were ruthlessly snatched away. He stayed for two seconds before slamming the table angrily: "That's right! You're slandering!"

However, the cold sweat on his forehead and the trembling sound had already exposed his nervousness and guilt.

Jiang Xia looked at him for a moment and sighed: Maybe there are too many people around him, it is not a good place for silence detectives. On the Blue Hat, there is no extra murderous intent.

The fake detective suddenly lost the motivation to continue to get entangled with the suspect, and he simply said:

"That poisonous wipe is now probably in the kitchen waste bin - the sushi dish here is printed with an identification code at the bottom. Once the sushi is placed on the conveyor belt for more than a certain period of time, it will be pushed off the conveyor belt by the automatic recycling device.

"When the deceased fell to the ground, there was chaos around him. The murderer took the opportunity to pull out the plate he had used first, put the wipes on it, and then put the sushi on it. When the plates turn to the recycling port, the poisonous wipes will be discarded by the machine together with the plates and will not continue to stay on the conveyor belt, hiding evidence."

Otaki police officer listened to Jiang Xia's words, looked at the blue hat's expression again, and realized that Jiang Xia was probably right.

He turned to the forensic officer: "Go and look for it now!"

It was strange that when eating in a restaurant, I deliberately put on gloves to cover my fingerprints. The fingerprint of the blue hat was still printed on the packaging bag of the poisonous wipes.

He thought of this himself, his face pale and he fell to sit next to him in depressed manner.

Then he pounded the table angrily: "I mixed up the bass and flounder that day. It was indeed because of a cold and my taste was not very sensitive, but it was not all my taste problem! - Before the bass turned around, my wife's bastard quietly took the bass off and put it on the plate with the flounder. He just saw my wife and I having a happy chat, so he deliberately made me look ugly in front of the woman!

"Not only did I lose someone in front of my wife, I was also mocked by his blog, and his fans also mocked me. After that, every food blog I posted was ruthlessly teased by them. How could I bear it! Since then, I felt bored with everything I ate and divorced my wife... I, I just love food, and it's all the blame for that devil who ruined me! A person like him who is ugly inside is not worthy of being a food writer!"

...

The case was successfully broken.

Otaki police officer was very pleased: Jiang Xia was well-known and broke the vaccination quickly. Compared with the vaccination time, he made a phone call longer.

"Oh, I ended up coming to the police station to take a record."

Yuanshan and Ye jumped out of the police car, looked up at the police headquarters building in front of them, and sighed sadly.

Ran Maori and Yuanko Suzuki originally wanted to sigh, but then they thought, they seemed to have gotten used to it - every time they went out with Jiangxia and Conan, things seemed to turn out like this. Their hearts gradually became unchanged.

Conan was interested and visited the police headquarters in Osaka in a fresh manner.

Although he has been here several times before, the people he meets are different every time. Observing the police is also one of the fun, and if he is lucky, he might be able to help break some difficult and complicated matters.

...

The group of people were already skilled and quickly finished recording the transcript.

We were able to leave, but the detectives had another thing we cared about - on the way to dinner, they encountered the fate that happened at the bottom of the bridge.

At that time, a burly man died under the bridge and was killed by the murderer. According to the witness testimony of a passerby enthusiastic old man, the murderer was a young man with yellow hair.

Huangmao has been brought back to the headquarters and is being questioned.

When Jiang Xia got up, he happened to see the next table sorting out information about the eucalyptus, so he asked casually: "How is the eucalyptus under the bridge?"

The policeman raised his head from the computer and looked at him.

It was recognized that Jiang Xia was a detective, and the black skin next to Jiang Xia seemed to be the son of their minister. The police officer hesitated for a moment and did not hide it: "Although there were eyewitnesses, the most important weapon has not been found yet, so it is a bit troublesome."

Next to him, his young colleague held a teacup and moistened his throat. He immediately sighed: "The suspect's mouth is too hard and he refuses to admit that he killed the person. However, what happened will always leave traces. As long as we follow the yellow-haired search, we will definitely find clues! - Fortunately, some witnesses saw him and we were able to capture the person on the spot. Otherwise, if the murderer ran away, there would be many more investigation steps."

Another police officer has done many investigations and visits before. When he remembered the terrible workload, he deeply agreed: "Mr. Fayue is indeed a enthusiastic person."

Conan was stunned: "You know the old man who witnessed the scene of the Eucalyptus?"

The young policeman nodded, showing a little nostalgic look: "He knows how to do paper dramas. Whenever he has time, he will perform for the children in Camellia Park for free. I also went to see them when I was a child. In addition to paper dramas, he also taught us kendo - although he is old now, he is a master of the fifth kendo stage. But later, maybe he is older or maybe the kids were hurt by the fight between them. He felt a little guilty, and later he only did paper dramas."

"A master of the fifth stage of Jiandao?!"

Several detectives looked at each other and suddenly remembered that the deceased seemed to have been hit on the top of his head by some kind of blunt weapon, and a fatal blow was hit.

Jiang Xia remembered the incident of saying that she wanted to help Gin Jiu to catch people, and asked the policeman: "I remember you said before that the deceased and the current suspects are suspected of being engaged in fraud activities - among the possible victims, are there any acquaintances of Mr. Fayue?"

The young policeman was stunned, suddenly understood what he meant, and sat up straight: "You suspect it was him..."

"Just provide some investigation ideas. Anyway, you haven't found the weapon yet, so why not check more directions."

Jiang Xia pushed the trivial work to the police.

Although the murderous aura on the old man didn't smell like normal food, it did have a unique high-end murderous aura with a tight texture. It was ten strands of one strand, which can be used to feed Noah in normal times. Anyway, Noah couldn't taste much, as long as it was nutritious, it was enough.

Instead of letting Fayuedema get angry with her gin and fall into a corner when she passes by, it is better to let him live and produce more murderous aura... It's a pity that most of the murderous auras of ordinary people are one-time, and the enemy will disappear after death, not as continuous as organizational cadres.
Chapter completed!