Chapter 258 Three detectives and two left

Jiang Xia glanced at the kettle and let the fastest flying fog dog out, letting it stare at the organizer.

Although the organizer did not pour potassium cyanide into his pot, he was a ruthless person who broke into an empty door and pushed a stubborn child downstairs. His aggressiveness was not weak, so he needed to be watched.

 Furthermore, this will also make it easier to find evidence later.

Of course, when the organizer encounters difficulties, we can also give him a little help depending on the situation...

Jiang Xia touched the kettle in which fish had been soaked and sleeping pills had been put in her hand, and she was very satisfied with the behavior of someone handing her a pillow when she felt sleepy.

 He is really good at pretending to sleep with him. It seems that tonight, as long as I sleep until Mao Lilan screams...ah, no, Mao Lilan didn't come. As long as he sleeps until someone screams downstairs, he sits up in shock and memorizes the script, everything will be fine.

Thinking about this, Jiang Xia turned over the upside-down water glass on the coffee table and poured half a glass of water into it. He dipped some water into the rim of the cup and pretended that he drank the missing half of the cup.

Then he took the pot and went into the bathroom, intending to pour the water away so as not to forget about it later, so he picked it up and drank it.

At this time, Huihara Ai has finished brushing his teeth and is carefully wiping the water on his face with a towel.

She saw Jiang Xia pouring water into the pool and didn't think much about it. She just thought that the water was cold and Jiang Xia wanted to change it to a new pot.

Jiang Xia tilted the pot and watched the water mixed with black-tech sleeping pills flow into the sewer. Then he rinsed the kettle, filled it with water again and took it out.

As soon as he left the bathroom, Jiang Xia was startled - in the living room, Conan had already changed into dry clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and was standing next to the coffee table drinking water.

 Maybe it was because he drank a few sips of disinfectant water when he fell into the swimming pool just now. He was thirsty now. When Jiang Xia looked over, the cup was already empty.

 Jiangxia: “…”

 He silently looked at the cup in Conan's hand, and then glanced at the empty table.

 …Well, yes, it was the half cup he poured out just now.

Conan finished half a glass of water and hadn't drunk enough yet. He turned around and saw Jiang Xia coming out with a kettle. His eyes lit up: "Don't burn it yet. Pour me some."

 As he said that, he came over with a cup. Halfway through, my feet suddenly started to feel fluttery.

Conan realized something was wrong only then, but it was too late. He could only hold the cup with a solemn expression and fell down.

 The cup also fell to the ground. It was of pretty good quality, but maybe it fell too low and didn't break. Gululu rolled to the side.

Hui Yuan Ai, who followed Jiang Xia, was startled and looked at Jiang Xia subconsciously.

Jiang Xia knelt down, put the pot aside, held Conan's eyes open, and checked his breathing and pulse, feeling that his vital signs were quite stable.

So he happily gave up on the scientific idea of ​​punching Conan in the stomach to knock out the water in his stomach - the pills thrown by the organizer should not do much harm.

Although "the pills thrown into the pot were sleeping pills" was actually just Jiang Xia's speculation, he felt that this speculation was relatively reliable.

Because Jiang Xia remembered that in the original world line, one of the murderers' killing props was a powerful sleeping pill that had an immediate effect.

And the organizer had no reason to poison them - the organizer's plan was to get Tokio Ehara drunk, put him into Night Baron clothes, throw him down from the stairs, and pretend that Tokio Ehara was the organizer. , the cause of death was "getting into trouble while drunk and accidentally making a mistake."

Since they want to fake an accident, the organizer will try to avoid involving other murder cases, otherwise it will arouse the alert of the police.

There is another very important point: there are almost no odorless and tasteless deadly poisons in this world... Thinking of this, Jiang Xia took a look at Conan's peaceful expression. It became more and more certain that it was a sleeping pill, not a poison.

 After all, a short period of time has passed since Conan drank the water, and in this world, there are few murderous poisons that take effect so slowly...

Haihara Ai poked her head out from behind Jiang Xia and looked at Conan who suddenly rushed to the street with confusion and confusion: "What's going on?"

 After a pause, her eyes moved to the fallen cup next to her.

Jiang Xia didn't say anything. He turned Conan who was lying on the ground face up, grabbed his short arm and raised it into the air. As soon as he let go, Conan's arm fell down, and the back of his hand slapped him in the face. There were no pauses along the way, and no change in his expression.

It seems that he was quite dizzy, otherwise he wouldn't have such a non-responsive reaction.

Jiang Xia then said: "There may be sleeping pills in the water he drank just now."

With that said, Jiang Xia picked up Conan and threw him on the bed in the bedroom.

 Then close the door and return to the living room.

At this time, Hui Yuan Ai was already squatting on the ground with her knees in her arms, and was carefully poking at the glass.

Jiang Xia also looked over.

 Before, he had thought that since the organizer had thoughtfully given him the drug, he would have a reason to pretend to be asleep. The only thing that is more worrying is the other two detectives who participated in Izu's mysterious journey-Conan and Amuro Toru.

 Unexpectedly, now, all the unstable factors are gone.

 There is only one Toru Amuro left.

 The detectives in this world are actually somewhat slow before a crime occurs. It is difficult for them to notice before the victim's blood is splattered on the scene...

Just as I was thinking about it, a transparent shadow suddenly poked its head out of the wall.

Jiang Xia paused in his thoughts. He looked up and saw the foggy dog ​​he had just sent out. He was flapping his wings anxiously and struggling to pass through the wall. Then he stopped suddenly and rolled to the brakes in front of Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia silently looked up at it, estimated how often it flapped its wings, and had a bad feeling.

 The foggy dog ​​really brings bad news.

Just now, the organizer sneaked into Jiang Xia's room, put sleeping pills in the kettle, and then quickly returned to his own room, changed out of the Night Baron's clothes, and went back to the lobby, trying to get an alibi for himself—he changed clothes specially. Sneaking into Jiang Xia's room, he also considered that if he was caught on the spot because of his poor skills, he could pretend that it was just a small game played by the organizer.

At the same time, in order to confirm who had the "Night Baron" virus, Toru Amuro took advantage of others to go out and entered the rooms of the participants one by one, trying to find out the identity of the organizer and the organization's virus.

　　Not even half a minute after the organizer arrived in the lobby, Toru Amuro happened to enter his room.

Soon afterwards, Toru Amuro was rummaging through information and found the Night Baron's clothes that Satoshi Kamijou had hidden, as well as fishing lines, tape, and some bulk medicines without the manufacturer listed on them.

There is also a group photo, which shows two men with arms around each other, who seem to have a strong relationship.

 One of them is the younger version of the organizer, and the other has a blood-red “×” painted on his face. Judging from the body posture and the uncomfortable eyes, this looks like another participant in Izu's mysterious journey-Ehara Tokio. Of course, the same is true for the younger version.

 (End of this chapter)