The famous criminal in the world of Conan

Chapter 639: Little Hobbies and Little Habits

Death message?!

Bai Masong's face turned cold again. He walked to the building blocks, squatted down, put on white gloves, and began to rummage through the building blocks.

Sure enough, after searching through the blocks for a while, the pile of blocks showed its true appearance -

Among all the building blocks, there are four blocks that are very ink-stained!

Bai Masong picked up one of the pieces and looked at it carefully.

"Is this the death message left by President Harada that you mentioned?"

"I think so."

Shiratori Renzaburo nodded.

He also picked up a building block, fumbled with it for a while, and then said to Bai Masong,

"Officer Hakuba, look, these building blocks are designed to make it easier for children to learn to read, so the Japanese 50-sound system on them is designed in a concave shape, which means that these fonts can be learned by feeling them out."

"So, according to my thinking, the deceased President Harada must have been tied up with his hands and feet, unable to see the appearance of the building blocks, and must have felt around for the patterns on them, then found the building blocks that suited him, and finally pressed them on the ink, leaving these messages before his death."

"Well, that makes sense."

Bai Masong squinted his eyes, looked at the ink, then looked at the building blocks stained with ink, nodded, and signaled Shiratori Renzaburo to continue.

"Officer White Horse, look here,"

After receiving the signal, Shiratori Renzaburo became more motivated. He pointed to another place and said to Bai Masong,

"The traces here can fully explain my guess."

Baimasong looked towards that place and saw faint scratches that looked like they were stained with ink. There were many scratches, and it seemed that they were caused by constant and repeated friction.

"According to our analysis, the traces here are most likely left by the rope in the deceased's hand being stained with ink when he turned over."

Shiratori Renzaburo said to Bai Masong very confidently.

As he spoke, he stood up and gestured to Bai Masong with his hands and body.

"You see, the deceased's hands were tied backwards, so he couldn't turn his hands. Plus, the blocks and ink were in different directions, and he needed to keep picking up four blocks and putting them on the ink side to color them, so he could only keep reversing the direction to pick up the blocks."

"It is not surprising that the rope that bound his hands was stained with ink, leaving a thick mark every time he turned over."

"Well, that's a good point."

Bai Ma Song also stood up, patted Bai Niao Renzabulang on the shoulder, and said calmly,

"Continue investigating. I have something to ask those four people over there."

"Okay, Officer Whitehorse."

Shiratori Renzaburo was delighted and stood at attention.

After Bai Masong turned around and left, Shiratori Renzaburo led many police officers to continue searching for clues here.

......

A few minutes later, Bai Masong came to where the four were resting.

This is a meeting room of the company. In addition to the four people, there are two policemen guarding it.

Seeing Bai Masong coming over here, the two policemen saluted and greeted him first, and the four others also looked over.

"Officer White Horse, what do you want?"

Aika Nao was the first to feel awkward, her tone was very impatient,

"We four just reported a case, right? And you're going to detain us here forever!"

"It's already one o'clock in the afternoon and we haven't had lunch yet. Being a police officer can't be like this!"

"That's right, Officer White Horse,"

Vice President Yan Fuchuang immediately followed suit and said,

"Although our president is dead, the company cannot stop. The four of us are senior executives of the company and have a lot of things to deal with. You can't keep us like this forever!"

"Yanfu, do you still want to continue?"

Hasami Jun looked a little surprised.

Zhongzhi Gongnan didn't give any face at all.

"Stop it, President Iwatomi. Now that Harada is dead, our company will most likely not be able to continue. I don't want to stay here any longer. I plan to find a new company tomorrow."

"you......"

Yan Fuchuang listened to what the two said and didn't know what to say.

"Okay, I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense."

Bai Masong immediately interrupted their conversation and said coldly,

"I came here mainly because I have a few questions for you."

"Now that you have answered the questions, today's interrogation is over. I will let you go back immediately. As for what you will do after you return, whether it is handling company affairs or changing jobs, it has nothing to do with me."

"Ah."

The four of them nodded in unison and stared at the white pine tree intently.

Bai Masong took out the police manual and pen and asked the four people calmly,

"First question, I remember that when Ms. Aijia and Mr. Hasami mentioned where they went yesterday, they both seemed to say something like 'always' or 'always'."

"So, do the four of you have very fixed weekend hobbies?"

"That's right,"

Aiko Nao admitted it immediately.

"The four of us have very fixed hobbies on weekends. I like fishing, Hasami likes watching movies and videos, Nakagami likes betting on horses, and Iwatomi likes watching and playing golf. Everyone knows this."

"So I said, I've always fished alone, and I don't need to lie."

"That's right, that's right,"

At this time, Nakajima Konan couldn't wait to follow Aiko Nao's words and said to Hakuba Matsu,

"I really like betting on horses, so it is my habit to go betting on horses on weekends. I do this every week. I also like to wear a hat representing my lucky number of the day when I go betting on horses. If you check a few weeks ago, maybe someone will remember me."

"Lucky number hat?"

Bai Masong paused while recording the conversation, raised his head and glanced at Zhongzhi Gongnan.

"So you have a lot of hats, right?"

"Ok!"

Zhongzhi Gongnan nodded heavily. Perhaps it was because Baimasong's glance at him was too cold, which made him think that Baimasong was doubting him, so he quickly explained,

"Officer Bai Ma, this should be normal. Everyone has a hobby of collecting things!"

"Some people like to collect flowers and plants, some like to collect car models, some like to collect action figures, and some like to collect watches... I am the type of person who likes to collect hats, so there should be no problem with that."