Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 227 The New Murderer
"Wizard?" Tomie confirmed Heiji's expression again and again, judging that he might be a little serious, "Don't you believe in Ke Xue?"

"I want to believe it." Heiji twitched the corner of his mouth twice, and looked down at Conan who was looking at him like a fool.

He does believe in science, but...it can't be questioned.

This kid named Conan wearing glasses, you said he is a seven-year-old kid?

"Study hard and read less novels." Fu Jiang snorted, lay down on the table and closed his eyes to rest.

In order to complete the task and protect this group of people, he didn't sleep all night.

How harmful it is to stay up late. It not only consumes brain cells, but also affects endocrine and damages the skin.

If he survives like this for a long time, maybe his charm will be lost.
Um?Wait, his attributes are all locked, they won't grow or decay spontaneously.

That's okay, he can cook whatever he wants without hurting his body.

Heiji folded his arms around his chest and lowered his head in thought, his expression became more and more suspicious of life.

He also felt that the conjecture that Kudo Shinichi became smaller was too far-fetched.

But it's even more strange that a first-grade elementary school student has such an ability, right?

At this age, he only has the preliminary thinking ability, his brain is not fully developed, and he is completely stupid. How can he show this kind of reasoning ability?

In his thinking, the few people who went out to make coffee have also returned to the restaurant.

The moment Xiaolan put the brewed coffee on the table, the lights hanging from the ceiling went out instantly.

In a blink of an eye, the whole hotel became pitch black, because it was still raining heavily outside, and the already dark night was even more cloudy.

In this environment where he couldn't see his fingers, Fu Jiang, who was lying on the table, raised his head slightly.

"Power outage?" He took the lead in making a sound, so that everyone around could determine his location.

Then he stood up neatly, stepped back against the wall, reached into the pocket of the windbreaker, and was about to take out the lighter to light the light source.

He didn't think it was a coincidence, it should be an "accident" deliberately created by the murderer intending to attack again.

In order not to consume the reward of 50 pleasure points, he decided to attract the murderer's hatred to himself.

With a warning of danger, he only needs to stick to the wall to prevent a sneak attack from behind, and the attack from the front has no chance of hurting him.

"It should just be a blown fuse," Hitomi Iwai explained.

The fuses used in this hotel have not been changed for a long time and are relatively old.

Fu Jiang's thumb rubbed against the flint, but only sparked twice.

It's out of gas again. It's really why this type of lighter consumes fuel so quickly.

Why don't you just find gin and ask for the oil next time?By the way, is there any gin left?
It seems that since the lighter was taken away by him, Gin has been using the cigarette lighter and matches that came with the car.

While his thoughts were diverging, Fu Jiang lowered his body, preparing to deal with the murderer's attack.

Boom, boom, footsteps passed in front of him, very fast.

There is no light source on the field yet, but the murderer is so sure about the location of his target?
Tomie held down his top hat and started to move simultaneously, aiming at the direction of Hitomi Iwai.

Since the murderer didn't attack him, the target could only be Hitomi Iwai who also made a sound to reveal his location.

"what--"

The moment Tomie grabbed Hitomi's wrist, the man's scream came from a few meters away.

Immediately after the wind blew in front of him, Fu Jiang's pupils contracted and he leaned to the right.

With a bang, the glass behind him was smashed into pieces and splashed outward.

"Light." Fu Jiang snorted, and pulled out the dagger he was carrying with him from the inside of the windbreaker.

Two beams of flame seedlings gushed out almost at the same time, and Fu Jiang's two eyeballs turned in opposite directions strangely, chasing the two beams of light source.

But the murderer stopped subsequent attacks, as if he wanted to pretend that he had broken the glass and fled.

"What happened?" Toshiaki Fujisawa moved in the direction of Fu Jiang's voice with a lighter in his hands.

He didn't know whether he was rational or irrational, because he heard the screams and knew that the murderer had launched an attack.

So he decided to move in the direction of Fu Jiang to seek protection, but he still held the light source.

"It's okay." Tomie held Iwai Hitomi's head down with a big hand as pale as a dead man.

He was confirming the hairstyle, and he couldn't confirm the true identity of the people around him in the pitch-dark environment.

"No, all right?" Toshiaki Fujisawa paused before continuing to walk forward.

God damn is fine, obviously something big happened, okay, does this person need to be so calm?
Finally, Toshiaki Fujisawa approached Tomie and gained some sense of security from the violent society.

Then Tomie snatched his lighter and took Hitomi Iwai to get the toolbox.

After a few minutes of vigilance and panic, the fuse was successfully replaced.

Crack, the light came back on.

"This, this is." Conan's eyes widened, but he couldn't speak.

"How could it be?" Hattori Heiji also had an expression of disbelief on his face.

I saw Kento Toba lying on his back on the ground, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes that lost their light were staring straight at the ceiling.

There was an ice pick stuck in his chest, so deep that it didn't go into the handle.

Kento Toba, who was supposed to be the murderer, was killed here?
Tomie's nose twitched slightly, and he glared at Ayako Oki.

But Ayako Oki was obviously also in a panic, staring blankly at the dead Kento Toba's continuous retreat, raising her hand to cover her mouth as if she was about to retch.

Didn't she do it?
Fu Jiang's pupils narrowed slightly, and he glanced at everyone present.

If the murderer is not Ayako Oki who has a motive, then who is it among this group of people?

Fu Jiang's eyelids drooped slightly, and he looked down at everyone's palms.

The shank of the ice pick did not glow for clues, which meant there were no fingerprints on it.

That means the murderer wore gloves to cover up his fingerprints.

Fu Jiang bit the tip of his tongue, "Take off your coat, and take out your trouser pocket."

As he spoke, he walked over to the shattered window and poked his head out to examine the shards beneath the glass.

Gloves were not thrown outside.

"What's the matter? Why did you take off your coat and take out your pocket?" Although Fujisawa Toshiaki had doubts, he didn't resist. He took out his trouser pocket first and took off his coat.

"Because of the gloves." Conan thought while pinching his chin.

Although he didn't know how Fu Jiang judged that there were no fingerprints on the broken ice pick.

But judging from Fu Jiang's behavior, it is only possible that some of the people present were carrying gloves to cover their fingerprints.

"Indeed." Heiji also approached the broken window, "It seems that the glove didn't follow the chair and threw it out of the window."

Although he didn't know how Fu Jiang and Conan judged that there were no fingerprints on the broken ice pick, they were obviously sure.

"Gloves? What gloves?" Ikuo Kawazu, who was taking off his clothes, froze for a moment.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Conan spoke out the clues he deduced based on Fu Jiang's actions.

This is probably fate, Conan is always negligent against Heiji.

"But."

"None of us have gloves on."

The crowd frowned, looking back and forth at the people around them.

"Also, the murderer didn't necessarily wear gloves, did he? Maybe the fingerprints were left on the ice pick." Kawazu Ikuo retorted.

"Then what's the purpose of throwing the chair out?"

Fu Jiang snorted, if he left his fingerprints on the ice pick, it would be meaningless to throw out the chair and pretend that the murderer was an outsider.

Even if he didn't rely on 8 points of insight, he could still come to the fact that there were no fingerprints on the ice pick from the perspective of the murderer.

Fu Jiang squatted down and carefully looked at the handle of the ice pick, which had water marks on it.

He shook his head slightly, relying on a mere 8 points of insight, it seemed impossible to solve the case as easily as playing a game.

He turned and walked to the sink, where he found a damp rag soaked in water.

The thread is broken here.

"Did you find anything? Brother Fujiang. Brother Fujiang?"

Conan approached Fu Jiang, and wanted to ask Fu Jiang for the clues he had found, but suddenly stepped back a few steps.

"Huh?" Fu Jiang closed his eyes for three seconds and then opened them again, "What's wrong?"

"No Fujiang Gege, what were you thinking just now?"

At that moment just now, Conan felt full of malice in Tomie's dark pupils.

That kind of malice seemed to be aimed at everyone, as if intending to kill everyone present, it was very terrifying, and reminded him of the guy code-named Gin.

"I'm thinking about Russian roulette." Fu Jiang replied honestly.

He admitted that the murderer was beyond his expectations. If his memory and judgment were correct, the murderer was originally Kento Toba.

But judging from the present, the plot has changed because of his flapping wings.

Obviously, the murderer marked in the mission is not Kento Toba, Kento Toba is one of the victims who will be rewarded after protection.

He lost 50 pleasure points.

The key point is that the murderer did not leave clues like Kento Toba in the original book.

Except for the people on the red side, among the people present, except Hitomi Iwai who was beside him at that time, everyone was equally likely to commit the crime.

If Xiaolan can give up kindness, then Fu Jiang doesn't mind relying on luck to play roulette.

Bet on whether the first person he kills is the murderer.

　Thanks to Xiao Chen for the [-] rewards with confidence, and thanks to the reliable pure bird for the [-] rewards
　　
　
(End of this chapter)