The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand five hundred and six [Okiya Subaru’s fortune-telling] (???`?)?

Chong Shisubaru rubbed his phone, thoughtfully: "..." According to Wu Zuo's bad taste, when executing a traitor, he should let the traitor know the reason for his death.

Belongs to the mailbox of "Crushing Subaru", he can still log in now.

No matter how you refresh it, there are no extra emails in it. The only news he has received recently is the mission he received before departure.

Chongshu Subaru: "..." In other words, until now, he has not received any news about the punishment. So... In fact, it's not Wu Zuo who is playing tricks behind his back?

After much deliberation, it was difficult to come to a conclusion. Oki Subaru rubbed his hair irritably, wanting to pick a flower and come up with a fortune-telling of "related to Wuzuo" and "nothing to do with Wuzuo". Leave it to fate... Unfortunately, there are no flowers in the house.

There is a pot of succulent.

“…”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Chong Shi Subaru, driven by his conscience, withdrew his hand again: ... It's better not to avenge the savior's little potted plant.

…

At the same time.

On the other side, in front of the counter of the gothic loli clothing store.

Inspector Yasa pushed Jiang Xia: "What's wrong? What are you doing?" Hurry up and continue reasoning!

Although he still has complaints about the detective's arbitrariness in the case, he still feels that the current suspect deserves more beating than the little fight he had with the famous Tokyo detective.

Jiang Xia: "..." According to the ghost, Chong Shisubaru had a very strange expression after seeing the surveillance in the store, as if he knew what was going on... Could it be that he ran into the murder scene?

This little brother's physique is really enviable... Fortunately, he didn't let him go.

After briefly thinking about the future of the younger brother, Jiang Xia returned to his senses as if nothing had happened: "I'm sorting out my thoughts."

Inspector Yasa looked at him suspiciously: "Have you sorted it out?"

Jiang Xia hadn't spoken yet, Dr. A Li said proudly beside him: "Of course, Jiang Xia solved the case very quickly! You should really look at his thick stack of newspaper clippings."

Inspector Asaph: "..." Huh, what's so interesting! Now it's the information age, and you can find it with just a search on the Internet... No, he won't search for this kid's collection of broken cases, he only cares about this case in front of him.

Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Xia had already opened his mouth, and said bluntly as if he was reciting an answer: "The truth is, the deceased has never been to that coffee shop at all today—the gothic lolita's attire is very eye-catching and very distinctive, Passers-by who see this kind of dress can often only remember the clothes and exaggerated makeup, but it is difficult to notice what the person's face looks like.

"The gothic **** outfit is completely different from the neat dress that Ms. Zhuangtang is wearing now. So it is hard for ordinary people to imagine that the gothic **** who enters the coffee shop at 1:00 noon and waits for her friends is the same as the gothic **** who enters the door ten minutes later. 'White-collar friends' are actually the same person.

"The broken glass is the only evidence that the deceased has been there. The glass you sneaked into the store has her fingerprints on it, and you and the clerk cleaned up the broken glass on the floor When it is time, it will be stained with your fingerprints and the staff's fingerprints.

"At first glance, it looks like the order in which the clerk brought the cup to the deceased, and you sat and touched the cup after the deceased left. The fingerprints of all three of you were left on the cup at the same time. It was found that on the glass, your fingerprints and the deceased's fingerprints were broken together with the glass, only the clerk's fingerprints could not be spliced ​​- because she had never touched the water glass before the glass was broken.

"After discovering that the deceased missed the appointment, you keep calling the deceased. On the one hand, it is to make your actions look reasonable, and on the other hand, it can also let others notice the corpse in the bathroom as soon as possible, and call the police immediately. Fortunately, before the store throws away the cup with the fingerprints of the deceased, let the police find you and the cup, and then prove your alibi."

Zhuang Tang Weijia's fingers trembled a little, she clenched her fist and tried to calm down:

"You mean I pretended to be her and entered the coffee shop?! But don't forget, her clothes are an exclusive style of this store, you can't buy them anywhere else, and they were only sold in limited quantities yesterday. !

"Where can I find a dress like that to pretend to be her? I was still on the plane yesterday, and I just landed in the early hours of this morning! I wasn't among the customers who bought that dress—right!"

Speaking, she rushed to the counter, slapped the counter on the counter, and looked at the store manager as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

The store manager hasn't said anything yet. Across the surveillance camera, in the bedroom behind.

Chong Shisubaru couldn't help becoming anxious: "..." Don't raise the store manager's sense of presence anymore, Wu Zuo will see it! —Can you make up your own lie? The store manager is innocent!

Fortunately, the manager just nodded his head quietly and didn't say anything more. Maybe it's because he is naturally quiet, or maybe he thinks it's better not to get involved in such things.

Chongshi Subaru let out a silent sigh of relief.

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In the store.

Zhuang Tang Weijia was recognized and looked at Jiang Xia proudly: "Look!"

Jiang Xia also looked at the store manager: "When the deceased came to buy clothes, did he only buy one piece?"

It was obviously just an ordinary sentence, but after Zhuang Tang Weijia heard it, his face turned pale.

The store manager lowered his eyes, as if he didn't see Zhuang Tang Weijia's cannibalism.

She reached out and flipped through the booklet behind the counter, shook her head, opened the booklet to the latest page, turned it around, and showed it to Jiang Xia.

After all, Inspector Asa had been a policeman for many years. Hearing this, he vaguely understood what happened.

He squeezed next to Jiang Xia, looked down at the account book, his eyes sharpened sharply, and stared at Zhuang Tang Weijia:

"The deceased bought two gothic **** outfits that are limited to purchase yesterday ~IndoMTL.com~ One of them is exactly your size!

"No wonder when we asked who bought that suit just now, you had to ask 'is the deceased the only one who bought it'--you actually wanted to use 'only the deceased bought it between the two of you For the matter of clothes', confuse the key information of 'the deceased bought two sets of clothes, one of which brought you'!"

Zhuang Tang Weijia's face was pale, but her mouth was unexpectedly hard: "That...that's actually for her own use! She is the kind of rich person who likes to buy two or even several sets of the same clothes. One set for collection, one set for wearing... What does this have to do with me!"

"It's come to this point, what are you still arguing about?" Inspector Asa snorted, "We only need to go to her house to search, and we can find out whether she wore the other set of clothes herself or gave them away. Already."

Jiang Xia nodded:

"I heard from a high school detective friend of mine that couple outfits, parent-child outfits, friends outfits, twins outfits are very popular recently. Among them, the friends who wear 'twins outfits' not only have the same clothes, but also have hairstyles. Bags and accessories must be exactly the same."