Chapter 516: The uglier the expression, the more ruthless the murder

Chapter 516: The uglier the expression, the more ruthless the murder

"Is this the way you do it?" Hondou Eisuke said in surprise, "It's surprisingly simple."

Youya glanced at him and said with a smile: "Although the murder in a closed room may seem complicated, as long as the clues can be connected together, you will find that the truth behind it is actually very simple."

At this time, Inspector Megure raised a question: "Brother Kamiya, the method you mentioned is indeed feasible, but how did the murderer leave the room?"

Yuya said, "It's actually very simple," and lowered his head, "Conan, show them." Seeing that you are bored alone, I found something for you to do, and you can satisfy your craving for reasoning at the same time. No need to thank me.

Conan: ??? No, I'm not your little brother... huh?

Under Yuya's sinister gaze, Conan had no idea what bad idea he was planning, so he could only walk to the door obediently.

He lifted the large book closest to the door and placed it against the open door. He then said, "It's actually very simple. Just place the book against the door like this, then crawl out through the gap and close the door..."

Inspector Megure stared with wide eyes as he watched the door slowly close, and the large book slowly fell down, landing neatly where it should be.

Youye smiled and said, "How about it, isn't it time to go out?"

Inspector Megure nodded in realization: "So that's how it was solved!"

But he immediately had a new question: "But brother Kamiya, since the murderer didn't kill Mr. Ou Ping on the spot, why didn't he untie the rope himself after the murderer left? You said there was adhesive on the rope, but it can be untied with some time, right?"

Yuya said, "That's because his hands are tied."

Takagi Wataru felt a little strange: "But there are no signs of the body's hands being tied? What's going on?"

Yuya walked to the pile of broken vase pieces and waved to Inspector Megure: "Inspector, come and look over here."

"What's wrong?" Inspector Megure hurried over.

Yuuya pointed to the inside of the vase and said, "Look here, are there some water stains?"

Inspector Megure took a closer look and found that it was true: "Why is there water here? Such a precious vase should not be used to put flowers, right?"

"Of course not," Yuya said, "Because this is not ordinary water, but sweat."

"Sweat?" Inspector Megure was stunned. No, can't you detectives finish your words at once? You have to be a riddle man like this, right?

"Yes, sweat. And it's the sweat from Mr. Ou Ping's hands."

"Sweat on the hands?" Inspector Megure was stunned. Suddenly, a bold idea came to his mind. "Could it be that... Mr. Okudaira was sitting on the book while holding the vase?"

Yuya shook his head and nodded again: "To be precise, it should be the posture of holding the vase with the backhand, because there are barely visible fingerprints on the inside."

Inspector Megure immediately looked at Takagi Wataru and said, "Takagi, let the forensic officer check it immediately!"

"Yes!" Takagi Wataru hurriedly ran out holding the half-broken vase.

Yuya stood up and continued, "Although the murderer was not in the room at the time, Mr. Okudaira was sitting on books that were not stable to begin with, and he was carrying such a heavy vase in both hands, so there was no way to untie the rope."

Inspector Megure was a little confused: "But no matter how precious this vase is, if it concerns your life or death, you should still let it go, right? Isn't it better to just throw it away?"

Yuya asked, "What happens if we throw it away?"

"Of course it fell to the ground and broke, and then made a loud noise...ah!" Inspector Megure suddenly realized, "If it made a loud noise, someone would definitely come to open the door to check the situation, and then he would be hung up."

"Right," Yuya nodded, "This is exactly the same scene as when the crime happened, so he shouted 'Don't open it' when the housekeeper and Miss Kikuyo wanted to open the door."

Inspector Megure nodded thoughtfully: "But how did the murderer accomplish all this? Mr. Okudaira can't be manipulated by others, right?"

Yuya pointed at the coffee on the table and said, "It's very simple. All we need to do is let him drink the coffee mixed with sleeping pills, then set up the trap while he's asleep, and then wake him up."

"Let him hold the vase with his backhand, and threaten him that if he doesn't hold the vase properly, the following things will happen. Finally, the murderer will use the method I just mentioned to leave the room, and a timed killing mechanism will be set up."

Inspector Megure nodded in understanding: "I see, Mr. Okudaira is already very old, and there is no way he can hold the vase all the time. When he is too tired to hold the vase, it will fall to the ground..."

"But, if this is the case..." Inspector Megure looked at Mrs. Okudaira, the housekeeper, and Kikuyo, "Wouldn't these three have time to commit the crime?"

"Brother Shen Gu, who is the murderer?"

Youya fell silent, his eyes swept towards the door, lingered on the large book for a while, then looked at the blood-stained mystery novel, and walked around the room with his chin pinched.

Seeing that You didn't say anything, Inspector Megure just thought he was thinking and didn't interrupt him.

"Puchi Puchi." Suddenly, Conan was under the table, quietly signaling to Yuya.

Hmm? Yuya walked over in confusion.

"Yuya, look here." Conan pointed to a stain on the ground and said, "Some coffee was spilled here."

"Coffee?" Youye was a little confused. He stood up and looked at the table. There was no coffee on it, but the coffee in the cup was gone.

He looked at the trash can again, and there was no paper towel used to wipe the coffee in it.

Yuya pinched his chin and scanned the room, and soon his eyes stopped on the butler.

The butler didn't know whether it was because he was nervous or because the room was too stuffy, but his face was sweating and his handkerchief was soaked.

Handkerchief? He turned his head and looked at the tissue box on the table, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

"I see." Yuya's lips curled up slightly.

Seeing Yuya smiling, Inspector Megure immediately realized that his brother must have discovered something again, and hurriedly asked: "Brother Kamiya, what do you know?"

Yuya turned around and said, "I know who the murderer is."

Inspector Megure was stunned. You really weren't sure who the murderer was? But he couldn't say such a shameful thing, so he asked cooperatively, "Who is the murderer?"

Yuya's eyes scanned the people in the room, finally stopping on a fat figure.

The others followed his gaze and looked in surprise: "Could it be..."

"That's right," Yuya slowly raised his hand, and finally pointed at that person firmly, "The person who set the timing mechanism and killed Mr. Okudaira is Miss Kikuyo who works as a maid in this house!"