Chapter 267

With his hands behind his back, Huiyuan knew what Gao Cheng was doubting and said in a low voice: "if you are wondering if he is using his glider to fly back to kill people, forget it. Only at about two o'clock in the afternoon did he leave for a few minutes, and he just went to the car to get the Bento."

"Is it?"

Gao Cheng put his hands in his trousers pocket and quietly went upstairs to find the warehouse on the roof.

There is not much dust, but there is a bag with gliders inside. The bag is full of broken parts

"Chenghu," Conan suddenly walked up to Gao Cheng, "do you find that there are some doubtful points. The air conditioner in Miss Qianhe's room hasn't been turned on in such a hot and stuffy weather, and there are still white marks. They should have been left by the prisoners when they resisted the corpse..."

Gao Cheng looks at Conan in a silent way.

Recently, I've been solving cases by myself. I almost forget this reasoning maniac who likes to jump up and down. I'm more active than anyone when I come across cases

"The white mark is left by the prisoner. That's right," Gao Cheng said helplessly. "Do you have any impression?"

"The deep mountain white butterfly," Huiyuan said, leaning on the stairs with his arms around him, smoothing his hair. "It should be the scale powder of the deep mountain white butterfly that is unique in this area."

"The scale powder of the deep mountain white butterfly? Can't... "Conan was surprised and rushed to the roof of the hotel outside.

"What's the matter?"

Gao Cheng followed him outside.

The roof is quite wide at night, with lights on on both sides. It's like an airport taxiway.

"It's quite suitable for glider landing here, but what's wrong with the scale powder of the deep mountain white butterfly?"

"The deep mountain white butterfly only lives on the other side of the plateau," Huiyuan walked behind Gao Cheng. "In the morning, a white butterfly happened to die on manager Yousen's shoulder. The scale powder should have been left at that time."

"I see. I heard Xiaolan mention it."

Gao Cheng goes to the top of Qianhe's room and finds a clear trace of rope friction on the rooftop.

If the murderer is manager Yousen, the problem is how to do it

The terrain of the hotel is far below the top of the mountain. Even if you can use the glider to fly down, you can't fly back at all. Moreover, manager Mori's alibi was only a few minutes after the crime.

Close your eyes slightly, and the details from morning to night flash through Gao Cheng's mind.

When he went out, Yousen specially stayed to check the doors and windows. Then he gave the master key to Uncle Maori and drove the bus in the hotel to leave.

In the evening, when Xiaolan returned to the hotel, only Yousen stayed at the top of the mountain because of the bus engine failure. Only because the bus couldn't be repaired, he called and asked Zimen to pick him up.

This is manager Yousen's one-day itinerary

"I see." Gao Cheng flashed a bright light in his mind and suddenly wanted to open all the puzzles. He reopened his eyes but didn't see Conan.

"And the Conans?"

"I ran down in a hurry just now," Huiyuan said, looking at the stairway. "It seems that I have solved the puzzle."

"This kid..."

Gao Chengshun looked, and sure enough, he saw Conan running downstairs.

Is Conan in a hurry to solve the case or is he in a hurry to take away the front of him?

Without thinking about it, he hurried down the stairs.

"Xiao AI, hurry up!"

"Really..." Huiyuan sighed, a helpless look.

Two reasoning maniacs, I don't know what to argue about.

……

Hotel restaurant, Shuihu police officers have their own judgment after questioning.

"In any case, please Mr. Cheng Yuan, Mr. Miyagi, and Mr. Maori, who stayed in the hall at the time of the crime, come back to the bureau with me for investigation."

"Ah?" Uncle Maori was stunned and said, "why should we go too?"

Shuihu said calmly: "although Mr. Maori said that he would stay in the hall all the time, he did not rule out the possibility of colluding with a good confession..."

"What's the matter?" Uncle Maori was discontented and said, "do you know who I am, Maori Kogoro?"

"Hiss!" Conan got to the dining table, aimed at uncle's neck, which was an anesthetic needle, and hurriedly set up the chair.

"Coming again, I'm so sleepy all of a sudden..." uncle can't help but get angry and stagger down on the chair.

"What's the matter with you, Mr. Maori?" officer Shuihu asked

"Please don't touch him," Xiao Lan explained hastily, "sleeping Xiao Wulang is going to start reasoning!"

"What did you say?" Shuihu looked at the sleeping uncle Maori again, "this is the rumor..."

Uncle Maori's voice rang out: "yes, just leave this case to me now."

"Do you already know who the killer is?"

"I know not only who the murderer is, but also what tactics he used."

Uncle Maori looks calm.

"The murderer has a pair of wings, and can still complete a pair of magic wings that are completely impossible to commit a crime at first sight. The murderer is..."

"You have manager mori," Gao Cheng and Huiyuan's figure appeared at the door of the restaurant and interrupted, "yes, the murderer is you, Mr. Mori Guangxing."“ What? " Everyone in the restaurant looked at Gao Cheng in surprise“ What are you talking about? " With a cold sweat, Yousen said with a dry smile, "I played with Xiaoren all day on the plateau today!"“ That is to say "How could Yousen be the murderer? It's absolutely impossible“ Sometimes the more impossible things are, the closer they are to the truth. " Gao Cheng walked up to the crowd with a light smile and grinned at Conan, who was hiding away: you are not the only one who will intervene, so will I. Conan had a black thread and his mouth twitched, but he could only echo it with Uncle Maori's voice: "yes, the murderer is Mr. Yousen."“ Wait a minute. What's going on? " "How could Mr. Yousen be the murderer? He doesn't have time to commit a crime, does he? And how is he going to kill on the other side of the plateau? "“ This is about the glider, "Gao Cheng said." just now miss Xiaoren mentioned that there are Gliders in the warehouse on the roof, so I went to have a look. Just at the top of Miss Qianhe's room on the rooftop, I found traces of rope friction. "“ Really? " Shuihu shouts to the police, "go and make sure!"“ Yes When his subordinates left, Shuihu looked at Gao Cheng with disillusionment and said, "does Mr. Yousen use his glider to fly back to the hotel from the plateau, land on the roof, use the rope to enter Miss Qianhe's room to kill people, and finally use his glider to fly back to the plateau?"“ You can't say that, "Yousen complained." the only time I can leave Xiaoren and them is four or five minutes to pick up the Bento in the car. "“ It takes at least 15 minutes to assemble the glider, and it's almost impossible to fly back to the plateau from the hotel. The wind direction and altitude difference can't be achieved. "“ 4. Five minutes is enough for killing people, "Gao Cheng said calmly." as long as Miss Qianhe is with you, yes, Mr. Sen pretended to check the doors and windows in the morning. He was the last one to drive away. In fact, I'm afraid he was the one to get miss Qianhe on the bus secretly and take her to the plateau with the glider. " Shuihu was surprised and said, "do you mean Miss Qianhe was not in her room from the beginning?"“ The fact that the air conditioner in Miss Qianhe's room hasn't been turned on and she hasn't been downstairs is proof, "Gao Cheng continued." at about 2 o'clock, Mr. Sen strangled Miss Qianhe sleeping in the bus with a bento as an excuse. In the evening, he used the excuse of engine failure to stay on the plateau, and then he had plenty of time to assemble the glider wings, Take Miss Qianhe's body back to the hotel by gliding wings... "