Monday, August 2, around 7 a.m., Huankui Temple. "Spoken *Love*

Maori found that Oda Hideaki was hanging on a corner of the top floor of the fifth tower, and immediately called Ran to the police, then entered the tower, and after going to the fifth floor, he looked at it from a distance, confirming that the person was indeed Oda Hideaki, and then immediately shrank back, then grabbed Conan who wanted to go over, carried him downstairs and handed him to Ran...

About half an hour later, the Henggou police department led the team. As soon as he saw Maori, he ran over in surprise, "Mr. Maori, it's great that you can be here. What's the incident? Who is the prisoner?"

Maori said: "The deceased is Oda Hideaki, the president of Oda Tourism Club at the foot of the mountain. Whether he should be killed or not remains to be investigated."

"What do you mean?" asked the Henggou Police Department.

"Mr. Oda is tall and burly, weighing about 100 kilograms. If he wants to take him to the fifth floor, it is impossible to carry him up alone, because the stairway passage is very narrow, and if he drags it up, it will inevitably leave traces on the ground, and there is no such thing now." Maori said, "So, Mr. Oda either committed suicide or was carried up by two people." He said that, looking at the abbot of Danhai and Kōkai.

"Nonsense!" Abbot Danhai shouted, "This guy Oda disrespects God and Buddha. This is the God and Buddha's punishment of him."

"Divine punishment?" asked the Henggou Police Department.

"It's the legend here." Maori told the legend of Huankui Temple for a moment, and then said, "These ten** were made by monks in the temple at that time."

"It's true." said the Henggou Police Department.

Abbot Danhai shouted, "You guys who are disrespectful to Gods and Buddhas, don't talk nonsense there!"

At this time, a police officer on the tower shouted, "Can the photo be taken be completed, can the body be put down?"

"It's OK." Henggou Police Department shouted, "Be careful."

Not long after, the two police officers carried Oda Hideaki's body down and told the Henggou police department that they found a strange problem: Oda Hideaki's feet could not reach the railings, and it was about fifty centimeters away.

"What!" Maori, Henggou Police Department, and Conan were all shocked.

By the way," Maori said to the Yokogawa police department, "Look at whether his property is still there. When I saw him yesterday, his wallet was filled with cash and he also had a diamond tie clip."

"Ah? Isn't this recruiting robbers?" Henggou police department immediately inspected the body and found that there was neither a wallet nor a tie clip.

At this time, Yosuke Kajimura ran over and saw Oda Hideaki's body. He yelled: "President, you are..."

"Mr. Maori, he is..." asked the Yokogo Police Department.

Maori said: "This is Mr. Yosuke Kajimura, the manager of the Yamashita Fantasy Hotel. He went to Tokyo last night. He would not be the murderer."

"Tokyo?" Yokogami police station thought for a while and asked, "If you drive from here to Tokyo, you can definitely run a round trip for one and a half nights. Mr. Kajimura, what did you do in Tokyo and when did you leave?"

"I went to Ginza to meet a customer. Later, I stayed in the hotel in front of Shinagawa Station for a night. I rushed back not long ago and prepared to report some things to the president. As a result, I heard from the front desk that Mr. Maori said that something happened to the president here, so I arrived." Yosuke Kajimura said.

"Is that true? Mr. Maori?" asked the Yokogo police department.

"Yes, I said it at the front desk." Maori said.

Yosuke Kajimura said, "By the way, I have some reimbursement bills for reimbursement." As he said that, he took out his wallet, but he fell to the ground and fell to Conan's feet.

Conan picked up his wallet and found a lot of cash in it. He also found something unexpected. He was shocked and stunned for a moment.

"Thank you, kid." Yosuke Kajimura took his wallet from Conan, then took out the hotel toll form, and some highway toll form handed it to the Yokogami Police Department.

The Henggou Police Department looked at it and found that the check-in time on the hotel toll bill was less than 11 o'clock last night, and the departure time was not written, but it was only 9 o'clock in the morning today. I estimated the time of the highway toll bill and I was indeed back.

"How is it? I said it's not him." Maori smiled.

No, it must be him. Conan thought, if he had left and rushed over immediately after checking in the hotel last night, he would have been able to arrive here at around 2 a.m. Mr. Oda left the Huankui Hotel at 2 a.m. today, and he must have received his call, but why did he meet at Huankui Temple? Also, how did he hang Mr. Oda up alone?

"By the way, did our president commit suicide?" asked Yosuke Kajimura.

"Suicide?" asked the Henggou Police Department, "Why do you say that?"

"Because there are some financial problems in our company," said Yosuke Kajimura.

"No way?" Maori said, "I don't think he has any problems with this."

"No, it's not financial, but legal." Yosuke Kajimura said.

"This is possible, but it is undoubtedly his president who killed him." said the Henggou Police Department. "When he was put down, we found that his feet were fifty centimeters away from the railing."

"Will that jump up and commit suicide?" asked Yosuke Kajimura.

"Do you think we are idiots?" Maori and Yokogou police station shouted together.

"Don't be excited." Yosuke Kajimura wiped the saliva from his face with a handkerchief, "I just provide some references."

At this time, a police officer came to report that a tie clip was found in the grass, and there were two rows of suspicious traces nearby.

Everyone went over and saw that Yosuke Kajimura pointed out that the tie clip was Oda Hideaki's.

"It's true." Maori said, touching his chin, "but why it falls off? The tie clip is not so easy to fall off."

Looking at the two rows of traces on the ground, Henggou Police Department said: "This seems to be a trace of dragging."

"Wait, can you say..." Maori immediately returned to Oda Hideaki's body, observed carefully, and found that he had no external injuries and had dirt on his heels, so he said happily, "I understand that he must have been put on the rope around his neck, pushed it down, and then he was pulled and hung up. He took off his wallet and tie clip while he was struggling on the way."

"If you say so..." Henggou Police Department checked the rope, "There are traces of friction on the rope, and it seems that this is true."

"With Mr. Oda's body shape, he wants to tie a knot to fix it after cutting the rope, it goes without saying who the murderer is." Maori said, "and they also have a dispute with Mr. Oda, and it makes sense to kill him under the name of God's reprimand."

No, Conan looked at the rope knot and thought, if it was this rope knot, then a person could also fix the rope after cutting it.

"Dispute?" asked the Henggou Police Department.

"That's right." Maori told me what he heard last night.

"No, it's not like this at all. That guy Oda has no intention of managing it well. He just wants to develop the place and sell it all." The host of the Hashi shouted, and then said angrily to Okabe Shigeki, "It's all your troubles."

"I, I'm also doing it for the sake of the temple." Okabe Shigeyoshi whispered.

"So, do you have any absent certificate?" asked the Henggou Police Department, "especially after two o'clock in the morning."

"No." Kooka said, "we were in their respective rooms last night."

"I was chanting scriptures in the room at that time," said the abbot of Danhai.

"Reciting scriptures? In the early morning?" asked the Henggou Police Department.

"I have a premonition that Oda will definitely be punished by God, so I am reliving for him." Abbot Danhai said in a gloomy tone.

"Yes, is that?" Henggou police department wiped his cold sweat and asked Okabe Shigeki, "What about you?"

"I slept at home in the early morning, and no one could prove it," said Shigeki Okabe. "I found the body when I came here to clean up this morning."

"Oh? It turned out that you discovered it." said the Henggou Police Department.

"Sir," said Kooka, "If you say we are the murderers, please provide the exact evidence. Sleep in your room in the early morning. I don't think this needs to be proved. If you investigate, I think many people nearby can't come up with absent."

"This..." Henggou police officer was speechless.

At this time, a police officer came to report that there seemed to be something in a well near the tower, and asked if he wanted to take it out and take a look.

"By the way, that must be the remaining rope." Maori said immediately, "This thing is the best evidence in the temple. If it were someone else, he would definitely take the remaining rope away."

"It may also be a scapegoat," said Kooka, "the murderer deliberately threw the rope inside."

"This," said the Henggou Police Department, "it's really very likely."

After a while, everyone came to the well. Maori felt dizzy and retreated. The well was too deep.

So that's it. Conan looked at the bottom of the well under the light and laughed. Then he found that Maori was retreating and immediately gave him a shot.

Mori, who was shaking back, hit a tree and sat down like this. Conan hurriedly ran over and placed the speaker button on the Maori collar, "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Then he put the voice-changing bow tie that adjusted to Maori's voice, "It's okay, get out of here, I have something to say."

"Yes, yes." Conan said with a voice-changing bow tie, then ran to the back of the tree and hid it.

"Is there anything to say?" Henggou Police Department looked at Maori and said in surprise, "Ah! This position is..."

"Sleeping Kogoro!" Okabe Shigeyoshi shouted in surprise.

The Yokogami Police Department asked: "Mr. Maori, is there something wrong with this incident?"

Conan said in Maori's voice: "Yes, when I saw this deep well, I suddenly realized the truth of the incident."

"The truth?" asked the Hokorgo Police Department, "Mr. Maori, isn't the murderer a monk from the Fantasy Temple?"

"Yes, there is another person in the murderer." Conan said in Maori's voice, "The murderer is you, Mr. Yosuke Kajimura."

"Me? Stop kidding, Mr. Maori." Yosuke Kajimura said, "I was in Tokyo at that time, so why did I kill President Oda here."

"Indeed, Mr. Maori, if you want to hang the rope on the tower and hang Mr. Oda, this method is not a matter of minutes. Come here at 11 o'clock in the evening to commit the crime and go back and come back again. This is not enough time." The police department of Yokogou asked, "And Mr. Kajimura is only alone, how can he hang Mr. Oda?"

"That's it." Yosuke Kajimura said.

"With the help of this well, I think it will take less than five minutes for the whole process, and the whole time is enough. The knot on the rope means that there is only one murderer who borrowed the name of the Tianshen of the Huankui Temple." Conan said in Maori's voice, "There are construction materials next to it, let's try it. Please put a steel bar on the wellhead, one end on the inner edge, tie it with a rope, and then prepare some heavy objects on the wellhead, preferably one hundred kilograms.

Press one end onto the steel bar and hang it on the well. Prepare a rope about fifty meters long, and tie a knot on the weapon about seven meters. Please take this rope to the tower, let the rope go around the corner on the tower, let the rope hang down on both ends of the rope, wrap the knot on the heavy object, and tie a sandbag about one hundred kilograms at the end of the knot. Note that, in addition to the sandbag, please let a person do these things. Finally, please let him stand behind the raised sandbag with the rope tied to the steel bar."

"I understand." Henggou Police Department immediately asked someone to go and prepare soon.

"Then let him pull the rope that tied the steel bars and trip over the sandbag in front of him." Conan said in Maori's voice.

The policeman pulled the rope tied the steel bar as he said, and then tripped the sandbag in front of him. As a result, the steel bar at the wellhead was displaced, and the heavy object hanging at the wellhead lost its support and fell into the well. The heavy object drove the rope. The rope pulled the sandbag that fell to the ground, dragged the sandbag and moved it for a distance on the ground, and was hung up, and then hung under the corner of the uppermost layer of the fifth-level tower.

"Next, bring a knife and a sturdy short stick to the tower," Conan said in Maori's voice. "Use a short stick to pass through the knot to fix it on the railing, then cut the rope, use the rope instead of the short stick, and tie the knot to the railing."

Not long after, the police officer shouted on the fifth tower, and it really did, but the distance was different.

"Of course it's different. My experiment is just a visual result." Conan said in Maori's voice. "Since we need to develop it, we should have measured it. As the store manager of the Huankui Hotel, Mr. Kajimura is likely to have seen the relevant data so that he can get an accurate number."

"That's true." said the Henggou Police Department.

"The rest is to throw the broken rope that fell to the ground into the well." Conan said in Maori's voice. "If this trap is done in advance, the entire crime process will take less than five minutes, and he will have enough time."

"It's true." said the Henggou Police Department. "Call Mr. Oda on the road, huh? Wait, why does Mr. Oda come here in the early morning? It's time to talk about things in the hotel."

"Maybe there is a handle, I don't know what the specific one is." Conan said in Maori's voice.
Chapter completed!