"The deceased's name was Kawabata Shiro, 46 ​​years old, and his profession was a film producer. The cause of death was suffocation caused by potassium cyanate."

After listening to the report from his subordinates, Yokomori Shigego complained: "Really, it's either potassium cyanate or arsenic, or it's caustic soda. Where did the recent gangsters get so much poison?"

Unlike Tokyo, criminals in the Kanagawa area are somewhat "innovative" and know how to use arsenic and caustic soda.

"Did he eat something before he died?" Henggou Shigego asked again.

"Yes, he ate roast duck." A fat-faced police officer reported while holding the police manual in his hand, "But we did not detect toxic reactions in the roast duck, and no poison was found on the waiter who served the food.

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"But there was a lot of poison found on the towel he was using."

"I see. So the deceased had poison on his hands before eating the roast duck."

"In this way, it is possible that the murderer who poisoned the deceased was one of you who had a meal with the deceased not long ago."

Yokomori Shigego looked at everyone who was eating together at the table before, even Conan.

"You guys, who was the person eating next to the deceased just now?"

Everyone looked at me and me, and finally their eyes fell on Qin Zhibo.

Qin Zhibo stood up and took the initiative to explain: "After changing seats, I was indeed the one next to the deceased."

"What about the other side of the deceased? Who is it?" Henggou Chongwu asked again.

After the words fell, a young voice at the foot admitted, "It was me. I was eating Xiao Long Bao at the time."

Henggou Chongwu glanced at Conan, then at Qin Zhibo, and then his head sank.

"This will make it clear that he first poisoned his own towel, and then took the opportunity to switch the towel over to kill the deceased."

"That's you, Mr. Qin Zhibo."

"Me?" Although Qin Zhibo had already guessed that this was a policeman whose ability could not match his personality, he did not expect it to be so outrageous.

Seeing that Qin Zhibo wanted to "deny", Henggou Zhongwu pointed at Conan next to him with his white gloves and said, "You are sitting next to the deceased. It is easiest to change his towel!"

"And it is absolutely impossible for this little brother to kill anyone!"

Qin Zhibo: You really guessed it right. The truth is often so absurd.

Such "reliable" reasoning surprised everyone.

The corner of Henggou Jonggo's mouth raised slightly, showing a hint of a bad smile. Qin Zhibo seriously suspected that this guy was either a real NT, or was deliberately targeting him.

"You said I killed the person, but I had no motive. It was also the first day I met the deceased."

Henggou Shigego thought for a moment and said nonsensically: "As a detective, you experience numerous murder cases every day and see countless arrested criminals."

"Gradually, your psychology will become distorted, and you will have thoughts about whether you can commit a perfect crime."

"You carry cyanide with you, and you just need to pick people you don't know to attack, and then use your identity as a detective to make it impossible for people to suspect you."

Qin Zhibo: "." Is it true that people who stare into the abyss are also stared into by the abyss?

Before Qin Zhibo could explain for himself, Mao Lilan, who was resting on a chair, suddenly shouted: "Mr. Qin absolutely cannot be a murderer!"

Conan didn't want to speak at first. After all, Qin Zhibo could easily resolve this level of suspicion by himself.

But seeing Mao Lilan speak for Qin Zhibo, she became a little excited and rushed to help because she was not in good condition.

"Yes, Uncle Qin served the table later, and the waiter handed out towels later. He didn't go to the toilet in the meantime, so he didn't have time to apply venom on them."

Although Qin Zhibo had eaten in this restaurant a long time ago, he might have prepared poisoned towels at the previous dinner.

But Qin Zhibo is a good person, and Conan believes that Qin Zhibo would not do this.

When Conan said this, Yokomori Shigego was also stunned. Even a primary school student could easily refute his reasoning.

"This is it"

While Henggou was in a state of confusion, Qin Zhibo suggested: "How about we restore the scene at the dinner table, so that we can better clarify the clues of the case."

Qin Zhibo's suggestion made Henggou realize that he had been saved, and he quickly nodded and agreed.

After a brief scene arrangement, the bodies after evidence collection were removed, and everyone sat back at the dinner table.

The deceased was replaced by Yokomori Shigego. Everyone else sat in their original positions, and the dishes on the table also returned to their original positions.

Henggou Shigego scanned the people and dishes on the table and asked, "What next?"

Qin Zhibo looked at Conan and said, "You don't want to eat Xiao Long Bao. The buns are right in front of you now, so go ahead and eat them."

Conan glanced at Qin Zhibo doubtfully, and then at the newly served hot steamed buns, wondering what kind of medicine Qin Zhibo was selling in his gourd.

However, when Qin Zhibo said this, his stomach did grow faintly.

When I arrived in Yokohama from Rice Krispies, I didn't even have time to eat a bite of steamed dumplings before I was interrupted by a case.

Could it be that this guy saw that I was hungry, so he made a special arrangement?

For a moment, Conan was touched by Qin Zhibo's "warmth".

Just as Conan was about to pick up a small steamed bun with chopsticks to relieve his hunger, he was suddenly interrupted by Qin Zhibo's voice.

"Conan, don't forget the dipping sauce you need to eat Xiao Long Bao, soy sauce and chili oil."

Conan frowned, but still turned the turntable and reached for the soy sauce bottle on the turntable.

But just when Conan got the soy sauce bottle and was about to pour soy sauce into the plate, Qin Zhibo spoke again.

"Wait a minute, Conan."

"You didn't get the soy sauce bottle so easily at the dinner table just now, remember?"

After Qin Zhibo's reminder, Conan also remembered that some people always turn tables while taking things by themselves.

If I didn’t mention it, I would have almost forgotten that this person is you!

Helpless, Conan could only put the soy sauce bottle back on the turntable, then reach out to adjust the turntable, while giving Qin Zhibo a look of disdain.

But what Conan didn't expect was that Qin Zhibo didn't reach out, but looked at Director Isogami on the other side of the table.

"Mr. Isogami, it's your turn to perform."

Isogami was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Qin Zhibo's firm eyes and Henggou's increasingly suspicious expression, he could only stretch out his hand and press it on the turntable.

Conan saw it and understood.

It turns out it’s you, the sixth child!

In accordance with Qin Zhibo's request to restore the scene at that time, Conan turned the turntable several times and wanted to reach for the soy sauce, but Isogami pushed the turntable back several times.

Because Conan was not tall enough and could not see what was happening across the table, he misunderstood that it was Qin Zhibo who did it.

The God of Death is trying to change the table, but Chun Chun has narrowed the path.

The two demonstrated the situation several times, but Yokomori Shigego didn't understand and asked: "Mr. Isage, why do you have to turn the table again and again?"

A drop of cold sweat ran down Isogami's forehead. He glanced at the dishes in front of him and then at Conan.

Before him was a fatal question, with two explanations.

One explanation is that he was playing a prank on Conan.

Another explanation is that he wanted to eat the food in front of him.

But when he lowered his head and glanced at the dish in front of him, he saw that the two egg dishes he ordered were the key to the entire killing method.

If you say you want to eat egg dishes, you are giving the detectives and police a hint to focus on this.

So after weighing it, he chose the first explanation.

"Ha, I just wanted to make a joke with this little brother."

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Conan gave me a death stare. Do you think it’s funny to you?

Although other people also thought this reason was a bit strange, they didn't say much.

Qin Zhibo looked at Isogami's slightly far-fetched acting skills and knew that this was definitely not his true thoughts.

After adjusting the turntable several times, the killing method must be related to the turntable.

Combined with the fact that the towel with the investigation point was placed on the table in front of him, this Isogami was indeed suspicious.

Next, the reenactment of the scene will continue.

Qin Zhibo restored the turntable to the position in his memory and continued: "Conan, are you going to get the spicy oil now?"

Conan nodded.

Qin Zhibo looked at Isokami, "Next, Mr. Isokami and I will be needed together."

"Please put your hand on the turntable, Mr. Isogami"

Isogami knew he couldn't escape, so he could only put his hand on the turntable obediently

His eyes became more and more uneasy, and the cold sweat on his temples was unconsciously flowing from his thick hair.

How painful it is to watch the story of your crime being repeated before your eyes.
To be continued...