Chapter 389

"I didn't expect that the Lianju meeting would become like this... I think that's all for today."

Even sentence meeting people watching Gao Cheng follow the police to leave, heavy heart.

"That's good..."

"But I've already thought about the next sentence!" Conan stopped the crowd and wrote on the note, "mine is' who can give me chocolate quickly '..."

"Ha?" Uncle Maori's eyebrows jumped. "What do you write? It's not even like a sentence!"

"No," Ando said unexpectedly, "Conan is associated with chocolate from ant Road, right? The poem is childish but appropriate

Conan smiles triumphantly, turns to Li mingliangjie and says, "next we're going to spend it, right? Uncle Li Ming, take the 13th sentence. "

"Ah?"

"Come on, uncle Jiming, won't you take it?"

"Well... Well," he wrote, "one day, father and daughter will be able to visit the flower temple together..."

"It's strange," Conan said, picking up a note beside him. "This sentence is the same as what uncle Maori read to me just now... You see."

"Ah?"

Ji mingliangjie's eyes suddenly shrunk and looked at the note on Conan's hand.

"This, this is..."

"I read it?" Uncle Maori pointed at himself vaguely. Facing the puzzled eyes of the people, he laughed and said, "actually, I..."

"Click!" Uncle did not explain clearly, he was shot straight into the neck by an anesthetic needle and sat down in front of Conan like drunk.

"In fact, I didn't write this poem myself," Conan said, hiding behind him and taking out his voice changer. "It was Mr. Youyong, the stockbroker we met in the hall yesterday, who actually wrote this poem, but Mr. niuwo wrote it down in his own book..."

His face changed.

"Mr. Ji Ming," snorted Conan, "I think you must think that Mr. Niu Wo wrote the poem himself, and you don't think he is qualified to read such a beautiful poem at all. So, after you killed Mr. Niu Wo, you tore this page off the book..."

"Wait, wait!" Ji Ming Liang Jie said with a strong smile, "in fact, Mr. Niu Kui showed me that poem yesterday, because it was just right for me to use it..."

"Is that true?"

Gao Cheng took the Songjiang criminal policemen back to the courtyard: "with Mr. Niu Kui's character, will I show you in advance? I heard that his attitude towards you is not very good. Will he disclose to you the sentences he is going to use at the Lianju meeting? Yesterday, he drove Mr. Youyong away... "

"Detective Chenghu?" Looking back at Gao Cheng and the police, he said, "you're not..."

"We didn't go to Songjiang police station. We just talked with Miss Chuankou alone."

Gao Cheng gives up the figure of Shuicheng in Chuankou behind him, goes to the theme, and picks up the booklet recording Lianju.

"When I saw you hide words in a sentence saying that you were a murderer, I thought that if you left, maybe you would show your feet. It turns out that you really used that poem. You like to describe the feelings between father and daughter. It's not strange to think about this kind of sentence expressing your own feelings, right, Conan?"

"Well!" Conan came out and looked at Ji mingliangjie, "in the hot spring bathhouse yesterday, uncle Ji Ming said that his daughter was taken away by his wife..."

He grabbed his finger tightly, raised his head and said with a smile, "doesn't that mean anything? Hiding words in the poem is just a joke... Besides, I had an alibi when Mr. Niu Kui was killed! "

"Alibi?"

"Yes, I forgot to say that at about 10 o'clock, I was still in the English garden of the garden art museum. At that time, I saw a maid help the lost child find his mother..."

"What you said can't be used as an alibi at all," Gao Cheng interrupted, "because you just need to put a camera under the bushes in the park in advance. In fact, you don't have time to deal with the traces left by the tripod, because at that time, the staff just noticed you..."

His eyes trembled and he looked at Gao Cheng, his fingers shaking uncontrollably.

"I've just asked Miss Chuankou," Gao Cheng said, turning to him. "Miss Chuankou, could you please tell us again?"

"OK... OK."

Chuankou water city lowered its ground and came to the public.

"In fact, I didn't go to Songjiang city at first, but went directly to yuezhao temple, because... Because I really don't trust bamuze."

"Ah?" Bamuzawa looked at Chuankou in amazement. "Miss Shuicheng..."

"I saw bamuze sitting on a bus going to Songjiang City," Chuankou Shuicheng glanced at him. "So I followed him to Songjiang city. When I got to the bamboo sidewalk, I found that Mr. Niu Kui was lying there, and there was a bottle of eye drops in front of his index finger, After I took the eye drops, I went to Wu's house immediately... "

Ando said in surprise: "the reason why you lie in Shuicheng is to help bamuzawa hide, but why..."

"Wait a minute," said bamuzawa anxiously, "I did not go to Songjiang City wrong, but did not kill people, I did not go to the sidewalk, but went to the Daohe shrine in Chengshan."

"Daohe shrine?"

"It was Mr. Niu Kui who asked me to go. After I arrived at yuezhao temple, about 30 minutes later, Mr. Niu Kui sent a short message to my mobile phone, asking me to go to Daohe shrine in Songjiang city immediately to find him..."

Bamuzawa takes out his cell phone and gives it to the police.

"I arrived at the shrine at 10:5, and then waited for another 15 minutes, but I didn't see Mr. Niu Kui. I didn't answer his cell phone, so I went back to yuezhao temple."

"In that case," he interjected, "how could your eye drops be at the scene? And who knows if what you say is true. "

"What Mr. bamuzawa said should be true."

Gao Cheng helped and said: "although the police did not find the SMS record on Mr. Niu Kui's mobile phone, nor did they find his spare mobile phone, and just now they found the murder weapon, the police stick and Mr. bamuze's raincoat in the lotus pool of yuezhao temple..."

Gao chengdun looked at Ji mingliangjie, who had calmed down: "however, Mr. Ji Ming, the way you used to plant things is too deliberate. On the contrary, it makes people more suspicious. Generally speaking, few murderers leave their weapons where they appear, let alone wrap them in their raincoats

"If it wasn't for Mr. bamuze who had gone astray, there would be only one possibility. Someone called Mr. bamuze to Songjiang city in the name of Mr. Niu Kui, and made him his scapegoat..."

"Detective Cheng, detective Chenghu," he said with a smile, "look at what you said, as if I was the one..."

"If we want evidence, we have it too," Gao Cheng said, looking at the criminal police nearby

"Well," said the criminal police, taking out a pair of climbing shoes packed in a certificate bag, "Mr. Jiming, just now, we found Mr. niuwo's fingerprints on the first ring of your climbing shoes..."

"What?"

"Do you have anything else to say so far?" Gao Cheng looked straight at Ji Mingliang and said, "the death message left by Mr. Niu Kui is not complicated. He just wants to show that he left his fingerprints on his climbing shoes

"Maybe it's just pointing to the direction of the garden art museum at the beginning that makes you misunderstand, so you move his finger away after you notice, leaving behind the eyedrop bottle that was originally used to plant the blame."

Gao chengdun, facing the silent Ji mingliangjie, continued: "there is another point, that is, your self directing and self acting at dinner yesterday..."

"Self directing and self acting?" Xiaolan is puzzled.

"That's the draw," Gao Cheng nodded slightly. "Mr. Ji Ming used his hat to do a little trick when he was drawing lots. First he let Mr. Niu Hui draw, then he took the second draw on the excuse of age, and arranged the farthest garden art museum for himself... At that time, I thought you were just playing magic, but I didn't expect that you were making alibi for killing people..."

An Lai police officer put handcuffs on the silent Ji Ming Liangjie: "come with us to the police station, Mr. Ji Ming."

He stood up silently and stopped when he passed Gao Cheng. He sighed bitterly and said with a smile, "he's right. I'm not your opponent. Maybe I'm not a qualified criminal at all..."

"He?" Gao Cheng is puzzled.

He didn't respond. He looked at the blue sky with open eyes: "but to tell you the truth, I don't regret that niuwo ruined my family at all. Even if I do it again, I will make the same choice... Moreover, it's great to have the chance to fight with detective Chenghu like this..."

Gao Chengwei frowned and watched as Ji mingliangjie was taken away by the police. He didn't even relax until everyone at the meeting packed up and left.

"What's the matter?" Conan takes advantage of Xiaolan to wake up uncle Maori and goes to Gao Cheng, "what's the problem?"

"Nothing, just..."

Gao Cheng came back.

"I feel that I may know the friend Mr. Ji Ming said, the obnoxious guy who likes to manipulate puppets... But this time Mr. Ji Ming committed a crime, but there is almost no shadow of that guy. In terms of that guy's personality, it won't leave too many loopholes to design such immature criminal methods..."

"Gao Yuan Yao Yi?"

"Maybe I think too much."

"I don't think so," Conans cableway said. "In terms of the personality of Mr. Shen Ming, who declares that he is a murderer in his poems, maybe he doesn't want to be someone else's puppet."

"Dad! It's over! " Xiao Lan suddenly roared in Uncle Maori's ear, and looked at Gao Cheng and Liang anxiously, "do you think of a way?"

"Ah?"

"No..." Conan looked bitterly at the uncle who was sleeping like a dead pig.

"It's OK. I'll wake up with a thump," Gao Cheng said with a grin. "Come on, Xiaolan."