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Chapter 835: Passive corpse (four thousand)

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"Find a job through the Internet?" Officer Mu Mu frowned when he heard the words: "Tell me about the specific situation."

"I'm really unlucky to have encountered such a thing."

Shimizu Zhenxiao was lying on the quilt and looked irritated: "I was on the Internet at the time, and I saw this message that the conditions were not bad.

The job content is to come to this room at five o'clock and take the jewelry placed on the table to the park in front of the station.

The general job content is like this, because the pay is very generous, I was happy that I hadn’t won this commission at the time.

Who knew such a thing would happen..."

"You brat, don't think that you are talking nonsense over there and want to be able to bring super suspicion!"

After hearing the other party's words, Chiba took the initiative to put on a black face and looked at Shimizu Shintaka and scolded: "You must be for money, so you killed Miss Umeda!"

"no!!"

Hearing Chiba's scolding that he almost regarded him as a prisoner, Shimizu Mako shouted back excitedly: "When I came to this room, the woman dressed as a clown was already dead!!

At that time, I was very frightened when I saw the scene, I was afraid of being suspected of being the murderer, so I ran away. "

In the face of Shimizu Zhenxiao's remarks, everyone was dubious, but Tang Ze had 80-90% trust in what he said.

At first glance, the other party was a "scapegoat" made by the real murderer, and the other party did not leave the crime scene after taking the jewelry, but waited in a nearby park.

Tang Ze was basically certain that the other party was really hired by someone, not just a made-up rhetoric.

Unable to verify the authenticity of Shimizu's remarks, the case temporarily fell into a stalemate.

Although they did catch the most suspected culprit, Chiba and the others who had previously identified the other party as the culprit after Tang Ze pointed out that the other party did not leave, but stayed in the station square park honestly. Some can't be determined.

After all, what Tang Ze said did make sense.

Ordinary robbers will definitely run away with their belongings after killing people, hoping to avoid criminal searches.

After all, after this kind of thing happens, the criminals will investigate the surrounding area. If you stay nearby with stolen goods, the risk is too great.

But Shimizu Zhenxiao did not escape at all. If the other party is really a robber and murderer, it is indeed a bit abnormal.

Of course, although the situation of the case has temporarily come to a standstill, the search of the room continues.

Everyone also held their breath to find more clues, hoping to make a breakthrough in the case.

Tang Ze naturally also turned on his super-sense, and when all kinds of messy smells entered his nasal cavity, Tang Ze suddenly opened his eyes.

He walked to the kitchen and saw the iron pot sitting on the gas stove.

There is no need to open it to check, the previous taste has already told him that the pot is stewed beef.

But that's not the point.

Tang Ze touched the iron pot with his hand, and the imaginary heat did not pass on to his fingertips, but a trace of coldness came from his fingers.

This pot of beef is already cold.

When he was investigating the smell in the room just now, he noticed the abnormal smell of this pot of beef.

Maybe another person with a super sense of smell might not be able to detect this, but Tang Ze, who is proficient in cooking and often cooks at home, quickly noticed the subtle difference in the smell of this pot of beef.

He looked down at the gas stove under the wok and found the **** pointing in the direction of the small fire.

"This is strange. The switch is clearly in the position of the small fire, so it should be still lit."

Naturally, Conan also noticed Tang Ze's actions, and he also realized the abnormality after touching the iron pan while supporting the drawer.

"If that's the case..."

Tang Ze put Conan down from the drawer, then squatted down and opened the cabinet under the gas stove, then a clear expression appeared on his face: "If so."

"Huh? What are you talking about? What is this?"

After hearing Tang Ze's words, Conan couldn't help but stretch his head to look at the cabinet, and found that in the cabinet under the gas stove, in addition to the pots and pans, there was also a pillar and a square instrument connected to the gas stove above.

"Anyone who cooks a lot knows it's a gas seismic sensor."

Tang Ze explained: "Neon is a country with many earthquakes after all. This thing is a device that can automatically turn off the flame in the event of an earthquake to avoid secondary danger caused by gas leakage."

"I heard from the administrator of this apartment that Miss Umeda seems to be very afraid of earthquakes. This device was also installed by Miss Umeda herself. When the earthquake intensity reaches almost three, it will automatically turn off."

After hearing the conversation between the two of them, Mikazu Sato, who was on the side, came over and lifted the lid of the pot and looked at the beef stew inside and shook his head regretfully: "It's all cold, it is estimated that after the three o'clock earthquake, I forgot to re-ignite it. Bar."

But after hearing the other party's words, Tang Ze and Conan on the side denied it in their hearts at the same time.

Rather than saying that the other party has forgotten, the two prefer that the other party has no way to ignite again.

In other words, when the earthquake struck at three o'clock, Ms. Umeda Den had already been killed.

And the prisoner did not expect an earthquake at three o'clock in the future, and Miss Umeda had just installed an earthquake sensor, which caused the current situation.

However, this speculation has one of the biggest holes, and that is the time of death speculation.

Aso actually judged that the entity was between 4:30 and 5:00. If Miss Umeda was hurt at 3:00, then by the time they arrived at 5:30, the post-mortem stiffness should have already begun.

And this room is also heated, so it stands to reason that the stiffness should be earlier.

But the behavior of the corpse is not at all like that.

If those three really did it, it would prove that even the corpse might have been manipulated!

After a series of reasoning, this idea naturally emerged in the minds of the two of them.

Of course, Conan is mostly guessing, and Tang Ze has basically decided.

Of course, these did not affect the actions of the two.

After Sato Mikazu left, the two briefly exchanged a few words, then walked around the room in unison, looking for a suitable environment to delay the corpse's rigidity.

As the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, Ms. Umeda can be called a rich man. The appliances at home are very luxurious, and the refrigerator is so large that it looks like it can fit an adult.

However, after opening the refrigerator, Conan ruled out this option, because the refrigerator was full of ingredients, as well as some bottles of alcohol and beverages, and there were no gaps at all.

Not only that, but even the classification is very neat, and there is no feeling of being rushed in at all.

'It doesn't appear to be a refrigerator. ’

As Conan was talking, he suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing past, but when he turned his head, he found that it was Tang Ze who opened the door to the balcony.

"This is a suitable place..." Conan raised his head and felt the cold wind: "If the corpse is placed here, it should be able to reduce the stiffness..."

"More than that, as soon as I walked to the living room, I found the problem." Tang Ze pointed to the curtains in the living room.

"Is it the oil paint?" Conan wiped the curtains, his face flashed a hint of surprise: "It seems that after the prisoner finished killing people, he carried Miss Umeda's body from the kitchen to the balcony.

But the method. The prisoner should have come with the other two..."

"As for this, I found this on the balcony." Tang Ze handed an evidence bag to Conan.

After Tang Ze and Conan separated in the kitchen, they went to the balcony first. After all, in the case of a high-rise apartment, the "balcony" is also a place where many techniques need to be used.

It's just that before he got to the place, his super sense of smell discovered the smell of oil paint on the balcony curtain.

This directly made him sure that the corpse was stored on the balcony. After all, the smell of this oil paint was exactly the same as the oil paint used for makeup on Miss Umeda's face.

Tang Ze guessed that 80% of the time, the prisoner accidentally stained the curtain when he moved the body to the balcony.

Since the place where the body was moved was found, it proved that this was the hang-up location of the other party's technique. Tang Ze naturally went to the balcony to check the situation.

And what is stored in the evidence bag is the key evidence to solve the case!

"Artificial hair!?"

When Conan saw the evidence in the evidence bag, his pupils shrank violently in the next moment.

A flash of light flashed through his mind like a thunderbolt, connecting everything in an instant.

Conan raised his head, and his bright eyes met the pair of equally sharp eyes above.

In the next moment, a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths at the same time.

it is more than words.

…….

"Everything I said is true, you have to believe me, Mr. Criminal!!"

Under the **** of Chiba, Shimizu Mako walked towards the door, while the other party was forced to walk out, shouting loudly to the police officer Chaomumu, trying to convince him of his innocence.

It's a pity that under the current situation of nothing, he will definitely not let this guy with serious suspicion go.

"Well, Mr. Criminal, can we leave now?"

After seeing Shimizu Mako being taken away, Kijima and Ishikawa came out one after another in the room beside him.

"Well, no problem." Upon hearing Kishima's question, Officer Mumu nodded without any intention of blocking.

In his view, the three were completely unsuspected.

"Sorry, the other two can leave, but Mr. Kijima, please return to the Metropolitan Police Department with us."

It's just that when the three of Kijima Min greeted and prepared to leave, Tang Ze suddenly stopped the other party.

"Eh? Brother Tang Ze? This is..." Officer Mu Mu was stunned when he heard the words, and subconsciously looked at Kishima Min with a look of scrutiny on his face.

It's not surprising that Officer Mumu would react in such a way, after all, he trusts Tang Ze very much, and he understands that the other party is not the type to talk nonsense.

This also means that Tang Ze has indeed found evidence that the other party has a major suspicion!

"This criminal, what do you mean by that?" Mu Daoyu, who was standing still, looked back at Tang Ze and said with a smile, "Could it be that you suspect that I am a criminal?"

"Isn't this an obvious thing?" Tang Ze asked back as a matter of course, affirming the other party's words.

"Since you say that, then you can show evidence!" Kishima Mino's face was as gloomy as ink, and his tone instantly became stiff.

"Mr. Ishikawa, I would like to ask when and where did you meet with Mr. Kijima today?"

In the face of Kijima Min's questioning, Tang Ze completely ignored the other party, but looked at Ishikawa Jiro and asked aloud.

After hearing the words of the two, Jiro Ishikawa, who was a little confused, didn't think about it anymore, and just answered honestly: "We made an appointment to meet in front of the Rice Flower Department Store before three o'clock."

"Wait, Mr. Criminal."

Hearing the tit-for-tat words between the two, Ishikawa hurriedly defended his friend: "Kishima has been with us all the time, how could he have time to kill?"

"Yeah, even if we act separately, it's only when we go to the public phone." Yoko Nakamura echoed, "But at that time, the editor-in-chief was already killed."

"Mr. Kishima, then I want to ask you, where and what did you do before three o'clock?" Tang Ze looked at Kishima and asked aloud.

"This is..."

Hearing Tang Ze's words, the gloom in Kishima's eyes flashed away, and then he said with a flat smile: "I just did some errands."

"Is it a chore?" Tang Ze chuckled lightly: "Is it a chore? Or is it a big matter of murder?"

"Why do you guys start talking nonsense?" Kijima said in a bad tone, "Can a criminal be able to frame someone casually!?"

"And Detective Mouri also saw the photos sent by Umeda's editor with us." Ishikawa quickly defended his friend: "It can't be fake, right?"

"I can prove this." Mouri Kogoro also said: "I did see the text message from Miss Umeda at that time."

"For text messages, as long as there is a photo, it is enough to send a text message on Miss Umeda's mobile phone after killing her, and I can't be sure that it is me." Tang Ze shook his head and opened his mouth to deny the proof.

"What about the forensic doctor?" Yoko Nakamura looked at Tang Ze and said, "Hasn't the forensic doctor already determined the time of Miss Umeda's death before~lightnovelpub.net~ Could it be that the forensic doctor made a mistake in his judgment!?"

"Your question is good, but you missed a point."

Tang Ze shook his head, looked at the ugly-looking Kidao and said with a light smile: "Could it be that Mr. Kishima moved his hands and feet on the corpse, delaying the corpse's rigidity time, and making Chengshi-Jun misjudged the time of death of the corpse? ."

"You mean that the real time of Miss Umeda's death does not match the appearance of the corpse?" After listening to Tang Ze's words, Police Officer Ming Mumu said in surprise.

"Yes, that's the truth."

Tang Ze sighed slightly: "When a person dies, he becomes a dead thing, and the changes on his body are not as difficult to change as a living person.

Before the police from our street came here, I thought that Miss Umeda's body had been kept in a cold place, so as to delay the time when Miss Umeda's body became rigid after her death. "

But when Tang Ze's words fell, the next moment Kijima Min seemed to have heard something funny, and couldn't help sneering.