The first thousand one hundred and fifty-seven chapters will be tested before silence
Many speculations flashed through Conan's mind.
Until he saw the female servant Takami Shimono opened the wooden door of the kitchen and leaking out a row of high stoves behind him, a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
You can't make a mistake, the evidence is there!
The tail of the onion will stick to the rim. It is definitely impossible that Taren Chuan was hungry in the middle of the night and secretly ran to the kitchen to make midnight snacks.
Therefore, there is only one reason why you don’t notice the tail of the onion on your hand, which means that the tail of the onion was originally stuck to something he was wearing when he committed an offense.
Rubber gloves used by the helping servants to wash dishes and vegetables!
Ye Gengyi watched Conan's expression change from solemnity to joy. After a few changes, he ran to the kitchen and roughly guessed the intention of the little detective.
But...will it really go so smoothly?
From the murder to the discovery of the body of a female servant the next day, it takes at least five or six hours to destroy the remaining personal traces on the rubber gloves.
Even though Tatsuhito Chuan was not allowed to come to the first floor alone due to leg injury, he used the stove to clean it.
What about the bathroom in the bedroom?
If this could also allow Conan to find clues on it, then Ye Gengyi would be speechless about the murderer.
...
Conan ran to the kitchen.
Takami Shimono was opening the refrigerator to check the remaining ingredients, and instead turned her eyes to the dishwasher next to her.
Looking at the pots and pans piled up inside, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
...It's great. It seems that these things should be left behind at the party that night of the Life Essence.
So that rubber glove, have it!
On the edge of the pool!
“Huh?”
Takami Shimono noticed Conan, who was distracted by standing in front of the stove, bent down and asked, "Little boy, are you hungry?"
"No, I actually want to ask, what happened the night before yesterday." Conan looked harmless.
...
On the other side, in the living room.
Tatsuhito Shin asked, "Sir, do you want to stay for lunch?"
Facing this subtext that is equivalent to "What else do you have? Just leave quickly if you have nothing to do?", Memu Shisan also pulled the corners of his mouth awkwardly, shook his head and refused:
"We won't stay and disturb..."
As he said that, he turned his head to look at Takagi Suk, "Takagi, call the class immediately and ask them to take out the past files and focus on those tall gem robbers who have criminal records. Let's check it out after we go back."
"Yes!" Takagi Shimo responded and took out his cell phone.
"Well, police...what about me?" Kogoro Mouri pointed at himself and asked.
"You'd better investigate the strange commission with high working fees..."
Memu Shisan glared at a tool guy, turned to look at Ye Gengyi with a gentle smile, and said, "Brother Gengyi, don't work so hard. Go back and have a good rest for a few days. I'll let Takagi give you a gift later."
"Well," Ye Geng nodded, "thank you, the police department."
"It's okay." Megu Shisan waved his hand casually.
Kogoro Mouri: "..."
Why are you treating it differently?
I saw a group of people ready to leave.
Hondo Eiyu was a little anxious. Without Kogoro Mouri, it would be almost difficult to find the information he wanted in the Funmoto family in his personal capacity.
"Please wait!"
Hondo Eiyu stopped in front of Kogoro Mori, "Don't you think the work entrustment for recycling garbage is related to this case?"
Having figured out this, it can be said that he has now mastered the murderer's method of committing crimes and evidence.
The only thing missing is the motive for why Tatsuhito Fukimoto killed his wife.
However, you will soon find out...
When leaving the kitchen, Conan was still confident that he would remind the higher-ranking person who was obviously not interested in breaking the eucalyptus, or use anesthesia injection medicine to pour his own tool.
Who would have thought that before the abacus was finished, he was picked up by Ye Gengyi.
"Wait a minute, brother Gengyi, I... um..."
Before he could finish his words, Ye Gengyi raised his hand to cover his mouth, and whispered: "Quiet! Noisy, so rude."
???
What's the situation? This is why I don't even let me say anything...
Conan continued to be confused.
Ye Geng was distracted and used multiple things. While he was careful to force a certain god of death to make him bite, he pressed his pace steadily and walked along the corridor toward the entrance with a suitable and slightly slow rhythm.
He just wanted to see Eiyou Bentang, a young man who was committed to finding out whether he was hiding his weakness or was really like he showed it. He was just a little clever high school student.
If it was the former, before Ye Gengyi understood what secret he was hiding, there was still a value to let him survive. If it was the latter...
Chapter completed!