"Please..."

Kiyama Duanji was speechless, "Mr. Police Officer, even a professional skier can't slide down this **** safely in that kind of snowstorm weather, right? Not to mention carrying a person on his back."

"That's right..."

Banqiao Yiba looked up at the cliff, "If you don't believe me, you can go to the ski equipment we put in the hotel locker, as long as you use it, it will definitely be wet."

"Locker?" Yamamura Cao stared at the three of them, "Is it shared by you?"

"Well, yes, because there are a lot of guests coming to the hotel today."

Duanzhi Mushan explained a sentence, and then said a little angrily: "Mr. Police Officer, what are you suspecting of us!"

"Of course it's because if you share a locker, you can take Miss Sakuko's ski equipment out at any time."

Yamamura Misaki laughed a few times, with a look of "you can't hide it from me", "If you tie Miss Sakuko to the skis with a rope that will melt when it meets water, and then take her off the cliff Push up and down..."

"Hey! Mr. Police Officer, do you have any common sense about skiing?"

Kiyama Danji finally couldn't hold back and pointed at the **** of the cliff, "Look carefully, there are uneven stones everywhere, and the skis will definitely roll over halfway!"

"Also, Sakuko didn't wear gloves, maybe because she got lost in the snowstorm, so she took off her gloves to use her phone..."

The college student trio figured out a reason.

"But...do I need to take off the gloves on both hands?" Yamamura Cao wondered.

Maka Ouemi said without knowing the motive, "Because she sent an email to confirm whether the other party is convenient to answer the phone before calling."

"Well…"

Yamamura has won the true biography of his idol Mori Kogoro, and when he was asked to be speechless, he did not panic at all.

Seeing that he was silent for a while from the side, and didn't know what he was thinking during this period, he murmured again:

"So, it really was an accident."

"Yes, Mr. Police Officer, please don't make random guesses anymore. How could we be the murderers of Shuozi?" Banqiao Yiba said.

"It makes sense, I'm really sorry, everyone."

Hey, can you get some notes?

Hearing this, Conan and Haibara Ai immediately cast contemptuous glances at the police department.

but…

To prove that this case was a homicide, it is necessary to find out what method the murderer used to push the deceased from the cliff into the pool.

"Mr. Ye, what do you think?" Shancuncao went to Ye Gengyi's side and whispered.

"If the deceased's mind is fine, it must be homicide." Ye Gengyi said: "Let's go, go up and have a look."

"Well, let's go, let's go up!" Shancun Cao repeated loudly.

Everyone: "..."

Can the police do this...

A group of people came to the edge of the cliff again.

I looked around for a while, but unfortunately, the traces around have been covered by the wind and snow, except for the snow-white ground and the footprints of a few people, there are no useful clues at all.

"Hey, it's really dangerous..."

Shancuncao looked down carefully, "But why is there no railing here?"

He murmured, then turned his head to look at the hotel, "Huh? Snowman... Could this be the graduation project you just mentioned?"

"Well, yes." Banqiao nodded.

"But at such a short distance, did you not hear the voice from the other side of the cliff at all?" Shancun Cao asked suspiciously.

"No…"

Itabashi explained: "Before 1 o'clock when I made an appointment to have lunch with everyone, I stayed here and made a snowman seriously, and I didn't hear Sakuko's voice at all."

"However, it looks so scary," Yamamura Cao walked around to observe the snowman's front curiously: "What shape is this?"

"It's Yukio..."

Banqiao Yiba said: "Because it's only a semi-finished product, the outline is still a little unclear..."

"Mountain village police officer, don't step on it all the time," Yuan Tai walked over to chase people away, "Our detective armbands and fruits were all blown into the snow by the blizzard."

"Ah, sorry..."

Shancuncao stepped back, but the sole of his foot slipped, knocking Yuantai to the ground along with him.

"Hey, it hurts..."

"It hurts…"

Immediately, one of the two rubbed their buttocks, the other covered his face, and both groaned in pain.

Ayumi and Mitsuhiko hurried forward to help, and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, Genta! You have a nosebleed!"

Sure enough, it was a brat, did it hit something hard?

As soon as Ye Geng walked over and stepped on the ground, his expression suddenly became weird.

It's a bit of a miscalculation, it's such a simple method...

He restrained his thoughts, his eyes swept over the young man with the long middle part, and finally fell on Shancun Cao.

Originally, after discovering this clue and the method of throwing the corpse, Ye Gengyi could have constructed a verbal trap to force the other party to admit the fact of the murder.

However, after some nonsense from the off-line police department.

Banqiao Bayi should have already built some psychological defenses. It is not impossible but troublesome to use rhetorical offensives to let the opponent leak.

Ye Geng thought about it for a while, and thought it would be more convenient to start with the evidence this time.

"Doctor, take Yuantai back to the room to stop the bleeding, Officer Shancun, stay here, I have something to tell you."

"Okay..." Dr. Ali nodded, and hurried back with the brat.

Tell the police to stay?

Could it be that Brother Geng had already seen through the method of throwing the corpse?

Conan hesitated for a while, wondering whether he should stay and listen.

"Mr. Ye, what's the matter?" Shancuncao asked.

Ye Gengyi didn't hold back, and said directly: "Ask about the progress of the autopsy. I want to know if the deceased drowned."

What, I was asking this...

In a word.

Let Conan and the murderer Qi Qi breathe a sigh of relief.

A group of people divided into two groups.

Hui Yuan Ai stayed where she was, watching Ye Gengyi standing quietly beside the snowman, feeling somewhat guilty deep in her heart.

After all, before going out, the two of them had agreed that they would only be the driver this time, and now, no matter what the reasons were, he had obviously violated the agreement by forcing him to break the car.

She was thinking about it and suddenly became distracted.

It wasn't until his eyes dimmed that he realized that Ye Gengyi had come in front of him.

"Well, brother Geng..."

"What's the matter, the expression is so scary?"

Ye Geng opened his mouth one by one, directly dispelling most of Hui Yuanai's guilt.

It's just that, after being tortured by a poisonous tongue for a long time, she has somewhat gained a certain degree of immunity, squinting at someone and asking directly:

"...You actually did it on purpose?"

"Huh?" Ye Gengyi asked in a nasal voice.

"It's just that after noticing that I was in a bad mood, I deliberately came here to say what I just said."

Hui Yuanai said: "Also, Yuantai fell just now. Although you said that you don't like bear children, you still passed. Can I call this kind of behavior responsible?"

"Um…"

Ye Gengyi pondered for a moment, and reminded: "But don't get me wrong, this has nothing to do with the position directly."

"Yes, I see."

Hui Yuan smiled sadly.

Changing the subject, he said, "By the way, you just said that you need to read the police autopsy report. Could it be that this case was really an accident?"

"It's just a deliberate model to mislead them. The murderer is Itabashi."

Ye Geng walked over to the snowman, "Come here. Just to test your elementary school knowledge."

"primary school…"

Huiyuan Ai resisted the urge to keep squinting at someone, came to the snowman and was about to ask the exam questions, when she suddenly said softly, "Huh? The snow here is so hard..."

"Is it very simple?" Ye Geng asked.

"Well...he used ammonium sulfate."

Hui Yuanai said: "After the freezing temperature drops, the snow sprinkled with ammonium sulfate will melt, and the snow next to it will harden after absorbing the heat, but no matter how you think about it..."

She still turned her eyes and squinted at someone and said, "This is not what a first-grade elementary school student should know, right?"

"Huh? Isn't it?" Ye Gengyi asked suspiciously, "What grade is that?"

"Well, I'm not too sure," Hui Yuanai was also asked, "... at least in grade 4 or 5?"

For a while, the atmosphere fell into a brief silence in the thinking of the two scientists who had never attended school step by step.

"Forget it, it's not that important anyway."

Huiyuan Aiqian said in the idiom that someone is used to, "But..."

She pointed at the snowman, "Even if this method is really feasible, how did he make such a big snowman in such a short period of time?"

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