"Should there be more than one prisoner?"
The security room should check the scene with Chongya at the same time.
The body of poturo road is about 2 to 3 meters high. The rope goes through the iron beam of the spotlight on the stage, and the other end is tied to the seats in the first row of the auditorium. Chong Yaren looks below, and an Shitou is on the stage.
"If this is done by one person, his strength is really great, don't you think, Mr. Chongya?" An Shi tou looked back at Chong Ya and said, "I saw your excellent reasoning ability when I met you last time."
"Where, where," Chong Ya'an said quietly, squinting his eyes, "I'm just a research lab that likes mystery novels. I learned a few tricks from detective Chenghu by chance."
"Oh?" An Shi said with a smile, "that's a coincidence. I also learned a lot from Maori."
In addition to working in Boluo coffee shop, an Shitou is also Maori's Apprentice. This time he met Chongya at the scene of the murder, it was like a confrontation between two coffee shops or two detective agencies.
Of course, an Shitou didn't learn anything from little Goro Maori, and Chong Yaan was not Gao Cheng's Apprentice at all. This guy stayed in Chenghu detective office to protect his sister-in-law. To some extent, he would even guard against Gao Cheng.
Inexplicably take in a little girl, to outsiders feel a bit like that.
But my sister-in-law seemed determined to stay in the office, but she was quite defensive against him.
Thinking of Xiao AI, Chong Ya'an's heart is full of guilt.
Mingmei's death has something to do with him. So far, he has not confessed his identity, although Xiaoai has doubts
"How's it going?" Gao Cheng walks behind Chong Ya'an.
"Ah," he said with a pause, "it seems that something has drilled a hole in the rope tied to this side of the seat."
"The hole?"
Gao Cheng attaches himself to the inspection seat.
It's not just the rope, it's the seat itself.
Just now, he had a general view of the whole conference hall. As an Shitou said, one person does not have the strength to lift the POTU as high, but on the other hand, if it is not one person, there will be no strange traces left on the scene.
At first glance, there are many superfluous details in a normal homicide scene.
Gao Cheng's eyes swept across the stage.
On the side are folding chairs, rolled up ropes, tool boxes, and a baseball with a kite string tied to the other side of the auditorium.
His judgment was that there was only one prisoner who suspended POTU's body for two to three meters
……
At about 6:30 p.m. after the crime, Mu Mu went to the stage with his hands behind him, and Gao Mu explained.
"The one who was killed was rock singer bertolo Tao, 39 years old. He had planned to hold a concert here tomorrow, but tonight was a rehearsal. Before the rehearsal, Mr. bertolo drove the others out and composed the lyrics by himself..."
"What is the presumed time of death?"
"According to the degree of spot and stiffness, pupil dilation, it should have been dead for one to two hours, that is, 4:30 to 5:30."
Gao Mu is closely behind Mu Mu. He thinks Mu Mu Mu is not too good since he gave Gao Cheng a fight last time.
"According to the agent, Mr. Botou was alone at the meeting about two hours ago, filling in his words."
"That is, someone sneaked into the venue to hang him during this period," Mu Mu squatted in front of the body, looked up at the top of the stage, and said in a deep voice, "passing the rope through the iron pole with the spotlight should be using the machine with the heavy curtain..."
"I don't think it's possible," he interrupted. "The special equipment used to install the curtain was put in the locked room, and the staff with the key at the time of the crime were all driven out for dinner ahead of time."
"Why?" Gao Mu Leng way, "didn't you use the machine to lift people up?"
"Yes, there should be several people. If you don't install pulley on the iron frame beam, it's almost impossible for one person to do it. Even if a very fat person uses his weight to lift Mr. botu up, it's very difficult to pull the rope to the audience by himself..."
An Shi looked through the eyes and said to Ya'an.
"What's more interesting is the folding chair on the side of the stage, the remaining rope and toolbox, and the hole left near the knot in the auditorium."
"And," Conan added, "I found a baseball with a kite string in the back of the auditorium."
"Conan?"
Takagi was shocked to see Conan.
"I don't think so..."
"In any case," Gao Cheng came out from the side of the stage, "first investigate the alibi of everyone in the concert hall. The prisoner must be an insider."
"It's the brother of Chenghu," Mu Mu suddenly said, "how did you come here?"
"I was going to watch the rehearsal of the POTU players, but this happened when I left."
Gao Cheng said and looked at the crowd at the door of the meeting.
Just when he was about to leave, he found the homicide case. Chongya's luck is really bad. It seems that he can't waste too much time. He needs to solve the case cleanly. However, the truth of the case has been revealed to him. For him, this kind of case is actually the easiest. Because of the detective system, what he is good at all the time is crime scene restoration. In such a closed place as concert singing, the details are clear at a glance, and no matter how complicated the technique is, he can't hide it from his eyes. Originally, only tool boxes and ropes were placed on the side of the stage, and folding chairs were placed inside. Considering that poturo was in the middle of the stage, facing the audience, he was probably moved out by poturo. But in that case, the folding chair should be left in the middle of the stage. Now the folding chair and toolbox are put together by the prisoners. And then there's the rest of the rope. Judging from the incision, it was the rope used to hang POTU. With the remaining rope, the prisoner tied a knot on the chair in the audience and cut off the extra part. It's very strange. It's very strange to deliberately take time to cut the rope. It's also rolled up and neatly placed beside the toolbox. The reason for the prisoner to do so must be what he wants to hide, which may be related to the way a person lifts the clay. Just now, Gao Cheng tried to unfold the folding chair and found a beautiful pupil on the inside. Different from the poster of the concert, the pupil of botu's body is obviously different, that is to say, there is Dai Meitong on the folding chair. On the other side, he looked everywhere, but he didn't find it. That's why I want to start questioning as soon as possible. Because another piece of beautiful pupil is likely to be on the prisoner, and there are still some problems I don't understand. This time, it seems to be a double case In the concert hall, all the people gathered together. Even the former magazine reporter was arrested“ To sum up the testimony of the staff in the Dongdu concert hall, there is no alibi between 4:30 p.m. and 5:30 p.m. when the estimated time of death is between, only the president Mr. Busch and the agent Ms. Yuancheng, and then the magazine reporter Mr. kuiya who bought the staff's coat to sneak in. "“ The time when Ms. Yuancheng's whereabouts are unknown is about 4:30 to 4:40, while Mr. Busch's is about 5:00 to 5:15. As for Mr. kuiya... "" so I said it all, "the magazine continued," I entered this hall before 5:30 p.m., about 5:20 p.m., if you don't believe me, ask the staff who sold me the coat! "“ If so, it's strange, "Takagi said with a headache." the time is not right. Three people can't conspire to hang the victim up. " Gao Cheng frowned at the back. There is also a piece of beautiful pupil on the back of the female agent, but from the scene, the female agent is not a direct prisoner, just changed the scene, because it is not easy to get the rope around the high lamp holder. The only one that can be used at the scene is the baseball, but if you want to throw so high, you need a lot of arm strength. According to the information collected by Takagi, only Berto himself played baseball in high school and was a very good pitcher. At the same time, everyone else has an alibi before the woman's agent. Suicide“ How's it going? " Belmord quietly went to Ann Shitou and said, "can we finish this murder case quickly? It's also dangerous for me to stay here for a long time. "“ You look up to me too much, "she said with a bitter smile." Why are you so worried all of a sudden? "“ Nothing. It's just not ready this time. "“ Also, if you say hello to me in advance, I can provide detailed information, but suddenly disguised as Miss Azzi, she followed me... "An Shitou looked at belmord's face which was different from before, and was quite curious“ Is it enough for me to investigate the unpublished lyrics? "“ I'm worried about them, "belmod said softly, glancing at Xiaolan and Conan." I don't know if you can keep the agreement with me. "“ Don't worry. I promised you that I would not put them in danger. "