Chapter 1364
The police officer remained silent, only rummaging through the trash can.
Chapter 1364 The police officer remained silent, only rummaging through the trash can.
"Poison was put in a wet wipe. After eating sushi, the person subconsciously licked their fingers with the wipe, and then either touched the sushi or came into direct contact with the poison after licking their fingers, resulting in death..."
After a moment's thought, Fujino understood the method of poisoning this time.
This is completely different from the last time when they poisoned me with sushi.
This one is truly a classic.
The core item for Mihana is cyanide.
I don't know exactly what kind of cyanide it is, but it can kill someone with just one touch.
I remember a certain food detective was poisoned to death in this way.
Therefore, you really can't just lick your fingers casually in the world of Detective Conan!
Licking your fingers can really kill you!
Fujino mentally scoffed for a moment, then suddenly wondered—how much cyanide was actually put into the wet wipes to poison someone?
This seems even more outrageous than poisoning sushi.
What I'm saying is that cyanide has a bitter almond smell when it comes into contact with water, right?
Can't you smell it?
At the genetic level, some people can't smell it, so it can be injected directly into wet wipes or something...
Perhaps the guy who was poisoned couldn't smell cyanide?
All I can say is that this is the world of Detective Conan.
If there were no loopholes, there would probably be a lot of people imitating it.
At that time, that old scoundrel Qingshan will be dragged out and shot.
With that thought in mind, Fujino picked up the wet wipe and sniffed it about 30 centimeters in front of his nose.
Seeing Fujino's actions, Koyo also wanted to come over and smell it.
Then, Ai Haibara pinned him down and said with a speechless expression:
"Are you out of your mind?"
"what?"
Looking at Momiji, who had just nearly committed suicide and was now filled with confusion, Ai Haibara felt a little weary: "This time the poison was cyanide, although we don't know what kind of cyanide it is..."
"But if you can poison someone just by touching it, then getting close enough to smell it will definitely harm your health!"
"Oh!"
Upon hearing this, Hongye realized what was happening and quickly moved away from the packaging in Fujino's hand, fearing that she might be poisoned.
But then she couldn't help but worry: "What about Fujino?"
"I'm fine."
Fujino simply explained, "I have a good sense of smell. I was just smelling the scent from a little distance. It's nothing serious."
"smell?"
"Hmm." In response to the curious Momiji, Fujino simply explained, "Most cyanide releases a bitter almond smell when it comes into contact with water. If the poison was put in the bag of a wet wipe, it will definitely leave a lingering smell."
"The smell of cyanide doesn't disappear over time; at least, without external intervention, it simply cannot be removed in a short period of time."
“Since it was put in a wet wipe, it would normally be necessary to poison it beforehand, otherwise we would have found the syringe he hid during the search.”
"The fact that no syringe was found only proves that he switched the items after the injection."
The clever little red leaf immediately understood: "That means this will leave a cyanide smell on the packaging."
"Then, the only people who could do it are probably..."
She followed the conversation carefully for a moment, but stopped midway through her sentence.
As a proper bride, she knows not to overshadow the bride.
Especially in front of your own partner.
Following up on what the sensible Koyo had said, Fujino glanced at the skinny Aihara Osamu behind him, who was still arguing with the police officer: "Based on the current situation, the culprit should be him. As for the motive, it's probably similar to what he just said."
“I thought it was one of the other two.” Hongye’s eyes showed a thoughtful look. “The other two are obviously more suspicious.”
Ai Haibara had seen this kind of thing many times before; she crossed her arms, displaying only a nonchalant indifference.
"It may seem like a trivial matter on the surface, but no one can really say for sure what the real reason is."
"Even he himself may not be able to understand why he killed someone."
"Let alone us bystanders."
"After all, humans are creatures that can never express their true thoughts."
Looking at the mournful Ai Haibara, Momiji nodded slightly, feeling a little dazed.
I didn't quite understand what the child meant.
I understood it, but I didn't quite understand it either...
After all, this kid always talks like an adult while saying some childish things.
Yeah, I guess they all learned it from Fujino...
—For most people, what children do and say is mostly the adults' fault.
And so, Fujino was once again blamed.
Fujino, who was blamed, had no choice but to accept it. After thinking about the logic of the case, he solved it.
At this point, the three suspects were still insisting that they hadn't poisoned the food.
The whole argument is giving Sato Miwako a headache.
Helpless, she looked in Fujino's direction, intending to seek help from her all-powerful little brother:
"Fujino, did you figure out how that thug poisoned me this time?"
When Fujino heard the shrewish older sister ask him a question, he didn't hold back and shared his reasoning.
After hearing the reasoning, Miwako Sato displayed her classic "aha!" expression:
"I see. In that case, it's possible to poison someone without them knowing."
"It's not that they poisoned the sushi, it's that they poisoned the source of the poison."
"That's how the poison on the plate came about..."
Immediately, she realized who the murderer was.
After all, this is what they do professionally.
Even the worst person wouldn't be so bad as to be unable to guess who the murderer is, even if the answer were practically slapped in their face.
But then she wondered, "But if that's the case, where did the wet wipes and the remaining packaging go?"
“It must have fallen into the conveyor belt.” Fujino glanced at the conveyor belt, which had been stopped by the owner because of the murder. “The sushi here will fall down if it’s not taken away for a while. I think he probably put the wet wipes and packaging bags under the plate and threw them into the recycling area below.”
"You can find it with just a little searching."
"Of course, it will be a bit of a hassle for the police officer to go and find him."
Miwako Sato said she didn't care.
It's just flipping through the swill bucket; compared to touching rotting corpses, it's child's play.
Besides, it wasn't her who searched the documents; it was the forensic officers who did it.
What is she concerned about?
Forensic Science Lesson: Who's going to feed me peanuts?!
The forensic officers remained silent, simply rummaging through the trash cans.
In the end, they found the wet wipes and the packaging bag.
All the pressure was now focused on Megure. Listening to the three people in front of him talking at once, he felt a deathly sense of wanting to run headfirst into a dump truck.
So please don't put pressure on me directly!
Let's go find Fujino and split the cost!
Inspector Megure felt a little uncomfortable.
It's usually a bit better with my younger brother helping me cope with the pressure.
Without my younger brother's help to cope with the pressure, I reckon it won't be long before I get high blood pressure that will pierce through my skull and I'll be airborne.
Just as he was feeling down, he suddenly saw Fujino and Sato Miwako return.
He immediately called out, "Ahem, Fujino, Sato, how's your investigation going?"
"The investigation is basically complete." Miwako Sato: "As for the culprit..."
As she spoke, she glanced at Fujino beside her.
It was perfectly clear to me that I couldn't steal the credit from this high school detective consultant.
This is true both emotionally and logically.
So, under everyone's gaze, Fujino tried to sound like a detective, adopting the arrogant and slightly chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) demeanor of a high school detective: "We just found a wet wipe and a piece of the packaging wrapper in the trash can used to discard sushi on this sushi conveyor belt."
"Cyanide was detected in both of these items."
"In other words, the murderer injected the poison into the wet wipes."
"And there was only one person present who could have switched the wet wipes used by the deceased."
As he spoke, he pointed at Aihara Osamu: "Mr. Aihara, you're the one who swapped the poisoned wet wipes with my wife's wet wipes and then killed him, right?"
"???"
Aihara Osamu was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, clearly not realizing that he had been exposed.
Even if you've never eaten pork, you should at least have seen pigs run.
In his mind, these high school detectives should all come over first, do some reasoning, and then refute the others, making them look foolish.
Why did they start with zero frames without saying a word this time?
Osamu Aihara was caught off guard.
Meanwhile, Megure, standing nearby, thought to himself, "As expected of Fujino, he still starts with zero frames, so clean and efficient..."
Then, his face darkened, and he asked Aihara Osamu, "Do you have anything else to say?"
"..."
Aihara Osamu wanted to refute, but after thinking for a while, he couldn't think of anything to refute.
It's like playing poker. Everyone else plays their cards one by one, but you just throw out your bottom cards and get a royal flush?
Ultimately, Aihara Osamu had no choice but to admit to it.
Then comes the classic scene of kneeling down to apologize...
However, considering that Aihara Osamu felt he hadn't done anything wrong.
So he didn't kneel.
He spoke with a gloomy face: "That guy is a complete scoundrel. To embarrass me in front of my wife, he secretly switched the plates for the halibut and sea bream. After I ate them and didn't even realize what was happening, he went straight to my website blog and started mocking me like crazy..."
"Ever since that incident, I've lost my appetite, and in the end, I even divorced my wife..."
"That guy is utter trash, garbage!"
"I just like good food, and I enjoy seeing my wife's happy expression when she eats at the restaurants I recommend!"
At this point, the woman even started to cry, feeling wronged: "But he ruined all of this!"
"..."
Everyone stared in silence at the tearful Rice Flower Man before them.
So, you killed him because of this?
Ah this...
Fujino was actually quite speechless about this.
This incident led to your divorce...
There doesn't seem to be any direct connection, right?
That's a bit outrageous!
Although it could also be because of this...
But in the end, isn't this just an excuse you made because of your strained relationship with your wife?
If it were some kind of righteous hero, they would definitely say something like: "You've defiled your favorite food!" or "You, who used food to kill, what right do you have to talk about food!"
However, considering that Mika's mental state is currently very unstable, saying a few more words could easily drive him crazy.
Fujino ultimately did not speak up to deliver the final blow.
They're stealing bamboo shoots, sending people in and then finishing them off.
Moreover, without knowing the other person, one has no right to criticize them in such a condescending tone.
What if it really was that little thing that led to the final outcome?
Aren't you afraid that after someone goes crazy and is locked up for many years, they'll come out of prison and seek revenge on you?
…………
With the murderer confessing, the process naturally became much simpler.
After arresting the people, Inspector Megure happily greeted Fujino: "The statement is as usual. Come back whenever you have time, bro!"
With that, he got into the car.
Following behind, Sato Miwako glanced at Fujino, as well as Momiji and Ai beside him, and coughed lightly: "Well, we'll take everyone back to the station to work overtime like crazy, so we won't disturb your sweet date."
"..."
Fujino gave a deadpan look, feeling that the shrew's words sounded a bit awkward.
He glanced at Ai, then at Momiji, and immediately retorted in his usual manner, "Have you ever seen someone bring a child out on a date?"
"Hard to say." Sato Miwako glanced at the three of them, stroked her chin, smacked her lips, and said with a strange expression, "The three of you, upon closer inspection, actually seem to have quite the family feel, huh..."
Fujino: "..."
Huiyuan: "..."
So, are your eyes a little blurry?
Compared to the two speechless people, Hongye was quite taken with this. Looking at the policewoman in front of her, she felt that she could be promoted.
He is now a deputy inspector.
If things are stabilized after a little adjustment, then things should be stable.
"That's it, Ghana!" Sato didn't say much, but after getting into the car, he waved goodbye.
Only three people remained standing there, along with a sushi restaurant that was temporarily closed.
The streets were bustling with people, yet the atmosphere here was strangely quiet.
Ooka Momiji glanced back at the sushi restaurant, then at Ai Haibara and Fujino beside her, and began to feel a little puzzled.
She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Why do I feel like something always happens when I come to Tokyo?"
I'm starting to wonder if I'm cursed with bad luck, that my mission has failed me.
As for Fujino?
How could our family member be a jinx? (Hongye nods)
All I can say is that after being trained by the masterpiece "How to Be a Qualified Bride" and summarizing her own experience into "The Qualified Detective Bride Guide", Momiji would rather doubt herself than doubt Fujino.
(End of this chapter)