Conan: Open the Door, I’m a Policeman

"The essence of scars is divided into pigmentation and granulation tissue. If it is a living human body, the two components above will be quickly affected by new scars due to the effect of metabolism. The same goes for no scabs."

"But if it is on a corpse, especially after the heart has stopped beating, the scar is cut, because the blood is no longer flowing, the pigment is rarely metabolized, and the new wound does not scab, so it cannot be covered unless the scar is cut directly. The flesh and blood are blurred, otherwise it will leave some traces many times, after all, the bigger the wound, the harder it is to cover up." Facing the question of Mizumayue, Xiaoye Yiyu explained in detail.

"That's it, thank you, thank you." Mizuma Yue happily hung up the phone, stood up and was about to check the back of Pingdong Tangji to verify, when the manager Matsumoto came in and was with him. There is also the twilight police department.

"Shuijian, what is the situation of the case?" The Mumu police department asked impatiently as soon as they came in.

"It's not the murderer from twenty years ago, it's just a copycat." Mizuma Yue told the truth.

"Is it just a copycat?" Manager Matsumoto lowered his head in disappointment and kept shaking his head and sighing.

"What's wrong?" Mizumayuki felt that the appearance of the Matsumoto manager did not look like she was simply disappointed, and seemed to be still very dissatisfied with herself.

Shouldn't it really be made by the Matsumoto management, and disappointed to know that he failed to put the blame on the murderer 20 years ago? Mizuki couldn't help but think maliciously in her heart.

Of course, it couldn't have been done by the manager of Matsumoto. If it was the manager of Matsumoto, he should have known the identity of Hiraido Donji the moment he saw his back.

Sighing again, the manager Matsumoto said, "My eyes are really old, and when I walked into this house, my scar was in severe pain, but I didn't expect it to just react to the imitator. ."

Both Mizumayuki and the Meguro Police Department expressed a black line to the intuition of the manager Matsumoto, which is somewhat similar to the second in the middle, but Mizumayuki said, "I think the manager's scars are not wrong?"

"Oh? Could it be that there is a clue to the murderer on the imitator?" Manager Matsumoto, who was still feeling old just now, regained his energy.

"No..." Mizumayuki shrugged: "Why are everyone focusing on the living?"

"Could it be!" Manager Matsumoto and the police department looked at the corpses with his back to everyone in disbelief, and the dark red z-character on his back attracted everyone's attention.

Mizuki found a damp towel and cleaned the top of the scabbed z horizontally.

Sure enough, on both sides of the stab wound, you can see some special skin that is darker than the surrounding skin: "Please identify the scar in person, is this scar familiar?" The man made a gentlemanly 'please' gesture.

"This...this..." Manager Matsumoto's hands were trembling, his eyes were getting bigger and bigger, his face flushed, and even the scar that was still on the alarm just now seemed to be glowing red. Will the officer suddenly faint from a heart attack and a cerebral hemorrhage?

"So this person is the murderer of five cases 20 years ago and 15 years ago?" Mumu police department asked tremblingly.

"That's right, even before this case happened, I had already found some connections between the victims, and the Pingdong Hall also happened to match. If it wasn't for the case, I would have gone to verify it right away." Mizuki explained.

"What is it!" Manager Matsumoto suddenly rushed up and grabbed the shoulder of Mizuma Yue and asked.

"Cold...calm, it's mahjong." After a difficult psychological struggle, Mizuki chose to wipe the saliva off her face in front of the manager, and then said.

"Mahjong?" Everyone around was stunned.

"That's right, I spent some time in the morning investigating some common mahjong rules in the folk." Mizumayuki said brazenly: "According to the family members of the deceased, all the deceased went out on Saturday night, and the words related to that were actually It has something to do with Mahjong language."

"That is to say, all the deceased are Ma Friends?" The eyes of the Mumu Police Department were so wide that they couldn't believe this miraculous inference.

"Although it is hard to imagine, this result is not unreasonable. It is better to say that there is no more reasonable reason for allowing three or four people with different identities to sit together and get involved." Shui Jianyue spreads her hands.

"Can this evidence be found in... this person?" Matsumoto manager asked.

Regarding Pingdong Hall, the administrator hesitated whether to call him the deceased or the murderer.

"Yes." Mizuma Yue nodded: "This person's previous recording was broadcast this morning, and most of the lines he used were related to mahjong terminology. So there is no doubt that he is the n on the mahjong table. "

"Then we need to check all mahjong halls now to see if anyone knows that these four people have played mahjong together." The manager of Matsumoto adjusted his state, and the momentum of the big leader came back. search.

"Damn order, Mizuma, I thought you went out early in the morning to search for clues to be lazy!" The Mumu Police Department happily patted Mizumayue's shoulder.

Mizumayuki, who had a ghost in her heart, was sweating.

"Don't be angry, in the morning you stared at a pair of dark circles and told me that you were going out for a visit. No matter what, you wanted to find a place to sleep." The police department explained awkwardly, but Jiang was still old and hot.

"Don't worry! Don't forget that we still have a case in front of us waiting to be solved!" Shui Jianyue said with tears and laughter, these two big men just missed the old things 20 years ago, and seemed to have forgotten to pay them back. The murderer who killed Doji Hirato was not found.

"Yeah, who killed him?" Only then did the Mumu Police Department react.

"According to my analysis, there are two possibilities for the identity of the murderer, but they all point to the same group of people." Mizumayuki raised two fingers: "The first one, the murderer does not want the prosecution period for the case 20 years ago to expire. , so imitating the murderer to commit the crime, prolonging the prosecution period, and experts who make outrageous words about the murderer on TV naturally become the best target, and the only people who have this kind of appeal are the family members of the victim other than the administrator; another possibility, On this morning's TV show, the murderer found out that Pingdong Tang was the murderer after seeing it, and then came to take revenge, the only people who resented the murderer twenty years ago should be the victim's family." Mizuma Yue stated.

"It shouldn't be limited to the victim's family, right?" The Mumu Police Department felt that Mizumayuki's analysis was not correct.

"Because of confidential information," said the manager Matsumoto: "Twenty years ago, the murderer whistling and the method of killing were all contained in the confidential information, and imitators can imitate all of these to show that they know it. The people who keep the confidential information, except for the information leakage from the police, only the family members of the victims are left."

"That's right, so I suggest that the troops be divided into four groups now, and visit the mahjong hall and the relatives of the victim." Mizumayue suggested, and then changed her words: "No, it should be divided according to a few family members who know about it. Lu, it's been less than an hour since the murder case, the murderer should still be processing the traces, and from the scene, the murderer will at least be stained with some blood splattered."

"Didn't you read the information about the victim's family? It's enough to divide it into four groups now." The Mumu Police Department gave Shui Jianyue a blank look: "Fang Chuan Jizhi has no descendants, only his wife is his family; His wife has passed away, and the only suspect left is his younger brother, Nakai Jin divorced his wife before he was killed, and only his only son knows about the situation."

"I took people to visit Naojingjin's son, Mumu took people to meet Maitian Atsuji's younger brother, Mizujian took people to find Fang Chuan Jizhi's wife, and the rest detained those who maintained the site, and the rest Someone to check the mahjong parlor." The manager Matsumoto arranged without saying a word.

In the blink of an eye, Manager Matsumoto and Police Officer Meguro ordered five or six people to follow them, leaving Tsukimura alone.

"Gongwang!" Shui Jianyue called out Shanxian Gongwang, and his department head said, "Go and order a few people to go to Fang Chuan's house. This is the address." Ignoring Shanxian Gongwang's surprised eyes, Shui Jianyue put A note with Fang Chuan's address on it was sent to him.

Because Mizuma had guessed the small abacus of the Matsumoto administrator in a second, Fang Chuan Jizhi's wife was already 60 years old, and Maitian Atsuji's younger brother was also nearly 60 years old. Compared with them, he might commit a crime and take revenge Only Shin Nabei's son was in his twenties, and the Matsumoto manager was eager to arrest the prisoner himself, so Tsuki Mizuma and the Mogure Police Department were assigned to the families of the other two victims.

"Okay, the forensic personnel and the forensic doctor don't have to act together, leave you, you, you and you two to guard the scene, and the rest will check the mahjong hall with me." The map of the mahjong hall, I just wanted to mark Pingdongtang's home on it, then I remembered what to do if Pingdongtang moved in the past 20 years. All the mahjong halls that are similar are marked out, and Mizumayuki assigned three groups of three people to each group with the task of a mahjong hall. It happened that Kato Kuminobu was left alone, and Mizumayuki sent him to check the Pingdong Hall. Have you ever moved, and where was your address twenty years ago?

…

Mizuma Yue walked into his first target Mahjong parlor.

"Hello, are you the only one?" An elderly waiter stood at the service desk of the mahjong hall. His hairline was in jeopardy.

"Hello, I'm not here to play mahjong." Mizumayue smiled and walked over.

"I don't think you are either. Few people come to play mahjong during the day." The uncle of the waiter said with a smile: "So young man, what do you want?"

"I'm a policeman." Mizumayue took out her police officer card and handed it to the other party: "Don't worry, I'm just here to ask some old stories."

"Old times?" The uncle of the waiter didn't understand.

"First question, how long have you been working here?"

"I think about it, it will be almost thirty years soon."

"So do you know these people?" Mizumayue took out pictures of the four deceased people from her arms: "I think they should come to play mahjong often in about twenty years, and the time should be..." The reason why it was not clear It may or may not be here, it is to add a faint hint of heart to the other party to make the other party work harder.

"It should be every Saturday night, right?" Unexpectedly, the uncle of the waiter responded quickly.

"Do you recognize them?" Mizumayue asked in surprise, unexpectedly winning the prize at the first mahjong parlor.

"I know these three people. As for this person I don't know, could it be that the police officer was afraid that I would lie to test me on purpose?"

"I'm sorry, I have old photos of the other three people, only this person is the current photo, so it's not the same as twenty years." Mizumayuki explained.

"Ah, having said that, a college student was sitting with them playing mahjong at that time. It seemed that he was still studying psychology. Although he didn't have so many beards, his face shape was indeed very similar." The uncle of the waiter recalled.

Instead, Mizumayuki was confused: "Are you impressed by them?" It's hard to imagine a mahjong hall waiter having a fresh memory of a guest from twenty years ago.

"Yeah, that's a table of very powerful guests!" The uncle of the waiter showed a look of reminiscence: "I'm clearly in a hurry, they come here every Saturday night to report at ten o'clock, doctors, professors, lawyers and college students, Although the four people are different in age and occupation, they are congenial, and they always play cards while reasoning about the actual case..."

"Wait? You're talking about reasoning." Mizumayuki's eyebrows twitched again.

"Yeah, from medicine to physics to law and so on, everyone analyzed recent cases from their own expertise and put them together, and to my astonishment, it turned out that their reasoning was all 100% correct. "The waiter said.

"Life is really full of knowledge!" Mizumayue said with admiration on the surface.

'Another group of idle detective diseases. ' Mizuki cursed inwardly.

"Yeah, it's a pity that they never came again." The uncle of the waiter sighed.

"Is it because of some conflict between them?" Although he didn't understand the recently fired up murder case, the uncle didn't know about it, but Mizumayue also pretended not to know about the murder case and simply asked along the topic. Going down, in fact, wants to ask the motive of the murder.

"It seems like you said that!" The uncle of the waiter seemed to have just started to think about this issue: "I remember that one day they didn't have any cases to talk about, so let's talk about something that seems to be a complete crime, and finally got into an argument. "

"Is it a perfect crime?" Mizuma asked, as if those reasoning fans like to study this.

"That's right! That's the word." The uncle, the waiter said, "they broke up that day, but they got together as usual on the second Saturday, but this time they quarreled before they started playing mahjong. Leave each other."

"By the third week, the college student was the only one left, sitting alone at the mahjong table playing with mahjong tiles."

Mizumayuki estimated that it was probably because at that time four people had already died and two people, and the other Nabei Jin guessed that it was the case that Hingdong Tang did, so he did not dare to show up.

"So that's the case. Thank you for your answer. In a few days, a police officer will invite you to make a transcript. Don't panic, just repeat this again." Mizumayuki said.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Officer, I don't know what happened to the four of them?" asked the uncle of the waiter.

"Ah, I'll see the newspaper soon anyway, it's okay to tell you, all four of them have been killed now!" Mizumayue spread her hands.

"Killed!" The uncle was startled and asked quickly, "Could it be that lunatic?"

"What lunatic?" Mizumayuki, who had planned to say goodbye, became interested again.

"He is a lonely guest. When the four people used to reason often, he always ran over to pick on their faults, but every time he was speechless and fled." "It was the day when the college student was alone, that man ran over and mocked the weak college student. As a result, the two quarreled excitedly and threw mahjong tiles to each other. Finally, the man roared and said, 'I want to Kill you all!' In this case, they will never come here again in the end." Speaking of this, the uncle of the waiter's expression became sad.

When he woke up, the uncle the waiter smiled: "Officer, don't laugh at me, I have no special experience in my life, so that magical guest at that table is my unforgettable memory."

"Right!" The uncle suddenly got under the service desk and took out a dusty box.

"This is…?"

"Didn't you say it just now? After the two had a lively quarrel, they threw mahjong tiles to each other. Those who made all scratched mahjong tiles can no longer be used by guests. I put this in memory of those people. The pair of mahjong tiles was kept, but after a long time, I almost forgot it..." The uncle of the waiter laughed.

"Huh? Has this deck of cards been wiped?" Mizumayuki suddenly became excited.

"Shouldn't it be?" Uncle couldn't remember all the trivial matters from twenty years ago.

"If you haven't wiped it, you should be able to check their fingerprints on it, maybe." Mizumayue said excitedly.

"Yes, yes! I heard about the fingerprints that the doctor said, and there must be that madman's fingerprints on them." The uncle of the waiter was even more excited, as if he had already avenged those people.

Mizuki's phone rang.

"I'm Mizujian... um, um, caught?... It's exactly as we thought, okay, I'll go back right away, and the mahjong parlor has also found it. Yes, I got the evidence, it's a witness."

As expected, when the manager Matsumoto entered Nakai Jin's house, Nakai Jin's son didn't have time to deal with the blood coat and the stun gun. He was caught and had no choice but to confess his actions, that is, he was in the early morning. During the show, I heard that Pingdong Tangji was the murderer of his father, and he used the same method to kill Pingdong Tangji.

But tell the truth to the uncle, the waiter who once admired and admired those four people, the uncle probably won't accept it, Mizumayue doesn't want to be this villain, so...

"Then I borrowed this box of mahjong first, and I will exchange it for it after I use it up. Goodbye!"

The witness that the waiter can do can only prove that the other three deceased have played mahjong here, and Pingdong Tang can only testify that he grew up like the university he was in that year, but cannot directly judge that it is him, and this mahjong player If the fingerprints of Pingdong Tangji are checked, and the uncle testifies that only he, the college student, and the quarrelful guest have touched mahjong, it can be considered that Pingdong Tangji has a relationship with the other three.

…

After sending a dirty box of mahjong tiles to the appraisal room, Tsuki Mizuma came to the interrogation room, but did not see the Matsumoto administrator spraying the prisoner, but the prisoner made nonsense at the Matsumoto administrator.

"I didn't avenge my father myself! It's impossible to find the murderer with the words of your police! Let him go unpunished right away!" Matsumoto manager said.

Mizumayuki, who was walking towards the two of them, stopped.

In a sense, maybe that person was right.

He didn't know that the police's investigation progress had made a breakthrough. He only knew that the police had been investigating for fifteen or twenty years, but they still had no clue. Seeing that there were only three days left to convict the criminal, he would be extremely disappointed with the police. It's okay too. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

And if he hadn't killed Pingdong Tang, according to the route of the mahjong hall that Su Jianyue had traced all the way, it is indeed unknown whether he could find Pingdong Tang in three days.

Of course, maybe he didn't say anything wrong, but that doesn't mean the person didn't do anything wrong, or that his father did it himself.

If Nabei Jin came out and reported him to the police after Pingdong Doji killed Fang Chuan Jizhi and Maitian Atsuji, he would not have been killed by Pingdong Doji five years later.

If Nakai Jin's son, Nakai Nagai, after discovering that Pingdong Tangji was the murderer, chose to tell the police instead of taking revenge himself, the ending of this case would be much more beautiful than it is now.

To kill four people, including a policeman, the crime of Hirato Doji is bound to be the death penalty. The only difference between Naoi Nagai's two choices is whether or not he will be involved.

"What are you stunned for? A great hero in solving the case!" Sato Miwako hooked on Mizuma Yue's shoulder from behind.

Mizumayuki was stunned for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she saw that the manager Matsumoto was still arguing with Nakai Nagai, smiled and said, "I was thinking about where to hold your birthday party."

"I hate it, it's good to have a bad life as usual." Sato Miwako was a little embarrassed, and gave him Mizumayuki's chest.

"No, I have to let you have a different birthday."

Different, this birthday is destined to be different.

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