“Where is the problem?”

When I took Xiao Mu Liuhai's cell phone and watched the video again, Officer Megu still didn't find anything wrong.

"It's where the four of them stand." Toro Amuro said: "The drummer's position was fixed from the beginning, so it could not be moved at will. The guitarist and bassist in the middle would be in the camera no matter how they move. Therefore, the position of the phone where the video was taken depends on the keyboardist Rukai in the upper left corner."

He paused and chuckled, "In other words, only Miss Liuhai can control where the phone is to be set up by the keyboard so that half of the monitor can be covered.

If the keyboard is placed too close to the drum, the phone will also become closer, which will be too far away from the monitor so that the lens cannot be blocked. On the contrary, if there is a distance from the drum, the phone will also become farther away, and it will easily leave the shooting range of the lens."

"That's how you covered half of the monitor." Seramatsu took over the conversation, "and then pretended to be going to wake up Miss Hagie who was sleeping in the recording studio, strangled her to death with the prepared wool, and then used a drum stick to knit the wool into the wool hat she was wearing, pretending to be modifying the song, and finally put the wool hat back on Miss Hagie's head and returned to the rest area as if nothing had happened."

Officer Meguri hesitated: "But, you have to know in advance that Miss Hagie will sleep on the drum?"

"I remember Miss Ranhua mentioned before, and she said that Miss Hagie is like this every time she sleeps."

Toru Amuro said: "Since this is the case every time, as long as you add sleeping pills to Miss Hagie's drink in advance, Miss Hagie returns to the studio alone and lie on the drum to sleep. This situation is also expected. Just search the trash cans of this rental studio and you should find plastic bottles with sleeping pills."

Officer Meguru looked at Takagi Sora, who nodded in a clear way.

"Also, notify the forensic personnel and ask them to check the victim's woolen hat."

After Takagi left, Officer Memu looked at Komu Liuhai, who was lowering his head, and said, "Can you please come with us to the police station?"

Xiao Mu Liuhai bit his lip and said unwillingly: "But what about scissors? Without scissors that can cut the thread, you can't remove the fur ball on the hat, right?"

"You are using nail clippings." Shiliang Matsuku said: "You can calculate it correctly and Miss Weizi will lend you as long as you keep your nails long."

Xiao Mu Liuhai said anxiously: "All this is just your imagination, and there is no evidence to prove that I did it!"

"It's actually very obvious." At some point, Conan grabbed her hand as if nothing had happened, "Because my elder sister finally borrowed nail clippers, but she didn't cut her nails."

Xiao Mu Liu Hai's pupils are one.

Conan said lightly: "This means you have known for a long time that you will no longer have the opportunity to practice today, so you don't need to cut your nails at all."

"And I think your fingerprints should be detected on the wool that I used as a weapon, in addition to Miss Hagie's blood," said Toro Amuro.

"You are simply nonsense!" The wooden boat ran away from Xiaomu Liuhai, "How could Liuhai use that wool hat as a tool for murder?"

Yoshiko Izukawa also said: "That's right, that was woven by Zhu Yin, who had the best relationship with Liuhai."

But there is no need for Conan and the others to say anything else, but Xiao Mu Liuhai said, "That's right, it's because it's a wool hat woven by Zhu Yin that I will use it specifically. I want her to feel Zhu Yin's hat."

"What?" Mu Chuan Ranhua and the others were stunned.

Xiao Mu Liuhai asked, "Do you know the reason why Zhu Yin ruined her throat?"

"I remember it was drunk Hagie who said something, and she said she hoped Zhu Yin's singing would be more profound."

"That's right, Zhu Yin took that sentence seriously, rinsed her mouth with a hard-to-swallow wine, buried her face in the cushion and shouted vigorously, finally making her voice hoarse and magnetic. Who knew Hagie mocked her voice, saying that her voice was better in the past, and she also said that she would be the lead singer for her and not let her sing." Xiaomu Liuhai clasped her hands tightly, with tears in her eyes.

"She actually said this, that guy didn't know what Zhu Yin was feeling at that time!" She said hatefully: "A few days later, Zhu Yin couldn't drive and committed suicide by crashing, so I must avenge Zhu Yin, who died of hatred today."

Kibuki Arika said, "No, that's not suicide, it's just a traffic accident."

"It's just suicide, it's suicide!" Xiao Mu Liuhai said anxiously: "Otherwise, how could Zhu Yin run a red light?"

Yuko Ichikawa said sadly: "It's not like this. She rushed into the driveway without looking at the traffic lights. She was a little boy from nowhere. Zhu Yin was hit by the car to save the child."

"You are lying to others, what you said must not be true, because Hagie Mingming said at Zhu Yin's funeral that she said that Zhu Yin would die was all caused by her!" Xiao Mu Liuhai's face turned pale.

"That must be because Zhu Yin followed Hagie's instructions to her."

"Instructions?"

"Don't speak until your throat is cured. If it's just this hoarseness, you can definitely return to the original bel canto. I'm sorry, she said those stupid words through her drunkenness." said Yoshiko Izukawa.

Xiao Mu Liuhai opened his mouth, as if the belief of persistence collapsed.

Mu Chuan Ranhua said, "So the person who witnessed the car accident said that Zhu Yin was ready to step forward and rescue the child before she spoke out to warn the child about danger."

"Liuhai, you don't know these things, right?" said Hiroko Ichikawa, "Because Zhu Yin's death hit you so hard that you fell ill."

"How could it be, I actually..." Xiao Mu Liuhai knelt on the ground in pain, unable to stop crying.

This is a tragedy caused by misunderstandings, and he killed his close friend with his own hands. But in the same way, what everyone present had to think deeply is that sometimes a joke between friends or an unexplained misunderstanding may lead to an irreversible ending.

Perhaps, if you say something troublesome, your life from others may become different.

The wail of regret continued to echo in this rental studio until the murderer screamed.

But most of the time, what has happened can never be restored.

...

"No way, is that keyboardist the killer?"

Looking at the figure taken away by the police, Yuanzi couldn't believe it.

"You are so awesome, Sera," said Mori Ran, "Another case was solved."

"That's right, but with the help of Mr. Amuro and Conan, such a small case is simply easy." Sera Matsuru said with a smile.

"I am worthy of being a female high school detective." Yuanzi puts her hips on her hips, "Is Chen Xing helpful?"

"No." Toru Amuro said immediately.

Chen Xing's lips moved, silently.

Shiliang Matsuku said: "But the reason why I am a detective is actually because of my brother."

Ran Maori asked: "Did you refer to the very smart brother you mentioned in the incident of the woman in red before?"

"No, that's my second brother. It's my eldest brother who influenced me to be a detective."

"I remember you said your elder brother has passed away?" Maori Ran asked in confusion.

"Can you die as a criminal policeman in the process of handling the case?" Yuanzi asked.

"Yes, but it's not a Japanese detective, but an agent from FBI." Shiliang Matsumi exhaled lightly, "I heard that he had taken some time to get the green card."

Ran Maori suddenly realized, "No wonder, that's why your brother went to the United States."

Conan looked up, "What is your brother's name?"

Shiratsumatsu leaned over slightly, "His name is Hideichi Akai, isn't he very handsome?"

Sure enough, Conan's eyes were sunk.

"But you met that brother on the platform of Japan Station before, right?" asked Ran Maori.

Shiliang Matsu nodded, "Yes, that's why I was shocked."

Yuanzi guessed: "Will the man who taught you to play bass at that time also have a fbi?"

Shiliang Matsuru smiled and shook his head, "How could it be? It should be the friend my brother met when he was on vacation to return to Japan."

Behind the few people, Amuro, who was listening quietly, dimmed his eyes.

Because that person was an undercover search officer of the Ministry of Public Security of the Metropolitan Police Department, he was killed by Hideichi Akai.

When hatred rose in his heart because of his recollection, his shoulder was suddenly patted, and he was stunned and turned around.

"Let's go." Chen Xing said.

Ran Maori and Conan had already walked to the door and were looking at them in confusion.

"I'm distracted." Amuro smiled down.

"What are you thinking?" Chen Xing asked as he walked.

"I want a new drink." Toru Amuro follows him.

Chen Xing nodded and didn't say anything.
Chapter completed!