"...Yes, Xinghe Tongwu's attempt to use the inherent magician's thinking to create an alibi just turned into strong evidence to identify him as the murderer."

Ye Gengyi used as concise and concise words as possible to describe the murder technique, and finally asked:

"Do you remember it all?"

"Hmm!" Takagi Shibu nodded quickly.

According to Mr. Ye's description, he only needs to restore the scene once according to the content in the notebook, then he can debunk the lies of Xinghe Tongwu.

"Okay, then you can go." Ye Genyi continued.

Takagi Shibu said "oh" and was about to go to the second floor, but before he took two steps, he found that Ye Gengyi not only didn't mean to follow, but walked in the other direction, and stopped him curiously. , asks:

"Eh? Mr. Ye, is there anything else?"

"No." Ye Geng said: "It doesn't matter if you forget some details, as long as you explain the principle clearly, I will help you add it after Pingji's response."

"No...then what," Takagi Shibu said, "I mean, Mr. Ye, are you not going up?"

Ye Geng turned his head to the side, and the dead fish looked over: "Why do you think I told you so much?"

"Uh...why..." Takagi Shibu scratched his head.

"Why do you need so many people to solve the case? It's so late, and you have to go to the police station to make a record later. Apart from instant noodles, you only have to eat in the police station for supper, no matter how you think about the atmosphere. It's very strange pork chop rice, so if I have a choice, why don't I go to the restaurant to fill my stomach first?" Ye Gengyi said.

Uh... It seems that there is absolutely no way to refute it.

Takagi Shibu was silent: "..."

Mr. Ye's character is really different from those detectives...

...

Just as Ye Genichi and Takagi Shibu were dismantling the magic technique.

The second floor of the mansion.

With the help of Heiji Hattori and Conan, Mumu Shisan also thought of the possibility of an acquaintance committing the crime:

"Knowing the storage location of Master Zhengying's notes, and being able to quickly flee the scene after killing someone, shows that the person should know the structure of this house very well. Do you have any doubts?"

"So...it seems that there is such a person."

Mrs. Zhengying made a memoir:

"About five years ago, a man came to the house and said he was looking for my husband. I thought he was a fan of my husband, so I let him come in to visit, but who knew he came in and shouted directly. Said my husband stole his magic skills, Fan Tian..."

Saying that, she looked at Fan Tianli, "I mentioned this to you too, right?"

"Ah? Well...it seems like..." Fan Tianli replied vaguely.

"What does that person look like?" Mu Mu Shisan asked.

"Because it's been 5 years, I don't remember very clearly, but after that, I always feel that the furnishings in the house seem to be slightly different..."

Mrs. Zhengying said with a slightly complicated smile: "It's also possible that I think too much."

"No! You'd better recall that person's features carefully."

Twilight Thirteen's serious face:

"Since the other party claims that your husband has stolen his magic skills, he will naturally want to confirm the contents of the Zhengying Note with his own eyes. If he chooses to do it today, then the person who killed Miss Zhanzi is very likely. it's him!"

"this……"

Mrs. Zhengying's face was a little pale, and she waved her hand in a panic: "It's been so long, I, I really can't remember."

"Is the other party Japanese?" Mu Mu Shisan asked.

"Well, yes... Yes, he is fluent in Japanese and has black hair, but because of the hat and sunglasses, I can't see his hairstyle or eyes..."

Mrs. Zhengying said this, her eyes slanted to the side subconsciously, and continued: "Oh, by the way, because he still has a beard, I can't see the shape of his mouth clearly, I only remember that he is slightly taller than me. some more."

This……

Mu Mu Shisan has a headache... Saying it is the same as not saying it.

He rubbed his brows and said sternly, "Will any other magician come to visit your husband?"

"Ten years ago, people often came back, but I don't remember who they were," Mrs. Zhengying explained. "Because this house was designed by my husband, even if it's just someone who has a little work relationship, he will put Please come and visit..."

"Eh? Your husband's design?"

Mu Mu Shisan looked around at this narrow corridor, sweating and couldn't help but slander in his heart: Magician's thinking is really unique.

"Well, at that time, he often performed some magic tricks that could only be seen in this room, so there were many guests who came to visit."

Mrs. Zhengying blurted out subconsciously: "Especially that Christmas tree magic is very popular... welcome..."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.

Conan Heiji keenly noticed the expressions of several people:

"Excuse me, what kind of magic is that?"

"Ah, this..." Mrs. Zhengying's expression was a little stiff.

"Only the teacher can answer the mystery about magic," Fan Tianli said, "Now that Teacher Zhengying is missing, we have no way of knowing what method he used in the first place."

"Will it be recorded on the positive shadow notebook?" Hattori Heiji continued to ask: "Speaking of which, have you checked that the notebook has been stolen?"

"I'm sorry," Mrs. Zhengying shook her head, "I just heard my husband mention the fact that the notes were placed in the database, but I wasn't told the exact location, so... even if I ask me to confirm it, it doesn't matter. How to find out..."

"Maybe the teacher took the notes away before he disappeared." Xinghe Tongwu said.

"If that's the case, let's find the album and take a look," Hattori Heiji suggested: "There are so many guests who come to visit, so many people will take pictures as souvenirs? Maybe there is a mysterious person from 5 years ago in it, not necessarily. Oh~lightnovelpub.net~ That makes sense," Mu Mu Shisan nodded and said, "Mrs. Zhengying, where is your photo album?"

"In this room."

Mrs. Zhengying said, and directly opened the thick wooden door.

"Uh, sorry, let me go over first..."

Mu Mu Shisan retracted his stomach, and walked sideways to the front of the door.

"Maybe our teacher really has no talent in architecture..." Fan Tianli sighed.

"No, the reason why Master Zhengying will design the corridor so narrow is not just to make the room bigger, but the murderer who killed Miss Zhanzi also happened to use this magic mechanism to create it. alibi..."

Takagi Shibu put his head out from the stairs with his notebook, and then in the eyes of Conan and Hattori Heiji that gradually changed from confusion to confusion, he said:

"Mr. Xinghe Tongwu, am I right?"