Conan’s Corpse Picker

"President Rokujo is trying every possible means to lure you into his club, and his position happens to be next to you. You know his character and mentality very well." Jiang Xia looked at Naoko Tormaru:

"At this time, as long as you indicate that you are allergic to grapes and cannot drink the wine in the glass, and say something like, 'It's such a pity that such an expensive wine is available,' the other person will take the initiative to drink the glass for you in order to please you. Poisoned wine will give you the illusion of 'escaping death'.

"Also, I heard that President Inozuka has chosen several competition venues. The reason why he finally settled on that villa is because of your suggestion - the lobby manager of that villa happens to be your childhood sweetheart. He knows that you are allergic to grapes. If he reveals this fact and testifies for you after the case, it will not arouse any suspicion."

Naoko Tormaru took a deep breath. As a person who is good at manipulating other people's mental states, this situation of having others see through her inner thoughts made her very uncomfortable.

She could only try her best to stay calm: "Physical evidence, I said I only look at objects..."

"There is also physical evidence." Jiang Xia took a photo, "Do you still remember this?"

Naoko Toriyama took a closer look and found that the photo was in a pure white wedding dress, which looked very familiar. It was the "death shroud" she had tailor-made for herself according to her body shape.

Naoko Tormaru frowned: There was no material on this wedding dress that was too sticky for fingerprints. Even if it was, she tried it on in front of the police after the incident, and there were no traces of anything related to her on it. It's not weird.

So why did this detective suddenly take out the wedding photos?

Toriyama Naoko said cautiously: "I saw it, what's wrong with this wedding dress?"

"It matches your size exactly." Eka said something Naoko Tormaru couldn't understand, "But I remember you said at the time that you didn't tell anyone else about your data."

"You want to say that because only I know my figure data, I am the 'funeral coin' for making this wedding dress?" Naoko Toriyama was confused and felt that the detective's memory was not good at such a young age:

"It is true that I have not told anyone my size, but I also mentioned another thing at the time. Our club will customize uniforms for employees every year, and the measurement data will be put into disks and archived at the club headquarters - as long as the funeral If Silver Coin' steals those disks, he can control the body data of anyone in our club at any time, including me of course."

Jiang Xia seemed to have finally heard what he wanted to hear, and nodded: "According to the police's subsequent investigation, a total of three disks from your club were lost, namely the 'と' disk containing your name classification, and the 'と' disk containing the names of two other people. 'い' disk and 'き' disk."

As he spoke, he looked at Naoko Toriyama, with a strange look in her eyes that was incomprehensible.

Torimaru Naoko's back was hairy when he looked at her. She always felt that something was out of her control. She finally couldn't control her temper: "What on earth do you want to say?! You're so annoying, if you have anything to say, say it quickly!" "

Jiang Xia saw that the murderous aura in her body had swelled again, and then she took back her quietly protracted tone and said seriously: "It's like this, 'Silver Funeral Coin' made a pitiful and funny mistake - in these three disks, There is no data on your figure at all, only the data on the other two deceased persons, Kiriyama Sayoko and Inukai Kasuke."

"..." Naoko Tormaru was stunned, "Impossible! I obviously participated in the last measurement!"

"Indeed, this is not your problem, the problem lies with an insignificant passerby." Jiang Xia took a transparent evidence bag, which contained another unfamiliar disk, "This is not stolen'か" Disk, unfortunately, your data... was mistakenly entered into this disk by a sloppy clerk."

Boom——

As if thunder exploded in her mind, Toriyama Naoko's expression twisted for a moment: "..." The detective had no reason to lie to her about this kind of thing. Could it be that it was really, really...

In front of her, Jiang Xia took out a folded piece of paper from nowhere and unfolded it in front of Toriyama Naoko: "This is the information printed from this disk."

Naoko Tormaru approached him a little uncontrollably and grabbed the piece of paper. After taking a closer look, she saw that her name was actually written on the paper as "Karasuma Naoko".

The pronunciation of "crow" and "bird" are different. With just one letter difference, her data was changed from the "と" disk to the "か" disk. And she didn't notice it.

Jiang Xia looked at her expression: "There is only one horizontal line between 'bird' and 'wu', and your company's address happens to be on 'Karasuma Road'. The person who entered the data may be used to seeing the name 'Karasuma'. , so when entering your last name, you entered 'Torimaru' into 'Karasuma' without even thinking about it.

"The 'Funeral Silver Coin' failed to steal your relevant data from the headquarters, but successfully made clothes that completely fit your size. According to what you said before, the only person who knows your size is yourself, so it is not difficult to confirm the identity of the Funeral Silver Coin. .”

Jiang Xia thought for a while: "In addition, you may have overlooked one important thing. Technology is advancing, and the front desk of that hotel has long been equipped with surveillance cameras. In order to prevent guests from feeling uncomfortable when they see the camera, they installed Quite hidden.

"This hotel just deliberately pursues the old-school style, but it doesn't really let the internal technology stagnate - do you know how clearly the key details can be magnified by the current cutting-edge surveillance? The keys have been used for a long time, and the pockets When other things inside collide, small bumps and scratches will gradually appear on it. The scene of you returning and taking away the key will also be clearly recorded."

"..."

Torimaru Naoko's mind was in turmoil. Finally, she clenched the paper in her hand and lowered her head silently.

It was helpless to lose to the ever-changing cameras and so on, but other than that, she actually lost to this kind of detail...

"It's really unlucky. If I had known that there were such sloppy employees in the company, I might not be in this situation now."

Naoko Tormaru let out a low sigh, and did not fall to her knees like the previous prisoners, but she seemed to have lost the strength to continue to argue: "The planning techniques, using Masumi to kill people... these were all done by me."

The lobby manager looked at her and couldn't help showing a sad expression.

But there was another person present who was even more sad.

Maya Hashimoto pinched her forehead silently: "..." Don't say such things again. The more you say it, the less Uzo you look like... Say some lines that Uzo should say, I'm begging you!