The famous criminal in the world of Conan

Chapter 309: Shimizu Takashi: I will win this game

Inspector Megure was surprised again.

"This, this is?!"

"Yes, this is the weapon that Mr. Shimizu Takao used to kill people."

Bai Masong said lightly,

"That is, put the poison needle into the cigarette, and then use chewing gum to fix it to the tin foil."

"After you kill someone, just put it on the ground."

"That way, if you walk here when everyone is watching the game, you will naturally get stuck to the soles of his shoes."

Inspector Megure listened to what Hakumasatsu said, stretched out his white-gloved hand, and tore off the tin foil of the waiter Dejima Jun a little bit at a time. Sure enough, he saw chewing gum and a trace of cigarettes inside.

When Shimizu Takashi saw the tin foil, he became a little dazed.

However, he has always been confident and still believes that the situation this time is under his control.

Just like in every game, he can toy around with his opponents, and he is also the undefeated Lux ​​in this game!

Before Shimizu Takashi could explain, Bai Basong continued,

"The time when Mr. Shimizu put down the tinfoil was when he lied about picking up his lighter."

As he said that, Bai Masong adjusted the picture to that time again. Inspector Megure and others saw that they could not tell what he was doing in this picture. They could only see that he was bending down.

In this way, it is impossible to tell whether something is picked up or put down.

"I can only say that Mr. Shimizu is very smart,"

Bai Masong spoke in a calm tone, not sure if it was a compliment or something else.

"He chose cigarettes over the needle fixation."

"If someone steps on a cigarette, the cigarette itself will be squeezed and flattened, just like what happened to Mr. Dejima Hitoshi just now, so it's not easy to feel it."

"And if someone had discovered it before it was stepped on, they would only be attracted by the cigarette and think it was something thrown away by a customer, and would not have associated it with a poison needle or something like that."

"If they were civilized, they might even help you throw this thing into the trash can."

"But, when other people pick up this thing, will they accidentally touch the poison needle on it? That is not your concern."

Hearing Bai Masong say this, Shimizu Takaho couldn't help but admire him as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

However, he couldn't say it, and he was confident that the police officer still lacked evidence.

Because he was confident that what he did this time was perfect.

Of course, this is because he has not yet reacted to a certain detail in the surveillance footage.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so confident.

At this time, Inspector Megure was very excited. He said confidently,

"In this way, by testing the tinfoil and the fingerprints on the cigarette, we can confirm whether Mr. Shimizu is the murderer."

"If it is detected, then this will be the most powerful evidence!"

Hearing what Officer Megure said, Shimizu Takao smiled confidently.

"Officer, I have to say that your reasoning is really good."

"But I still say that those who are innocent will be cleared."

"You can take a closer look and see if the cigarette on the foil is the same brand as mine."

"Similarly, this chewing gum is different from my chewing gum."

"They are not the same thing at all."

"Since they are all different, there is no way my fingerprints can be found on them."

"This is enough to prove my innocence."

As soon as Shimizu Takashi finished speaking, the voice of Inspector Megure rang out.

"Is this true?!"

Inspector Megure was very surprised.

The case was about to be closed, but something like this happened!

Either Brother Bai Ma's reasoning is wrong, or the murderer is very well prepared!

"Haha, of course."

Shimizu Takao shrugged and smiled contemptuously.

"Whether they are the same or not, you will know at a glance."

As he spoke, Takashi Shimizu took out his cigarette box, took out a cigarette and handed it to Officer Megure.

The same goes for chewing gum.

Inspector Megure quickly took it, looked at it carefully, and then compared it with the cigarette box and chewing gum on the tin foil on the sole of Dejima Hitoshi's shoe.

As it turned out, it was discovered that the two cigarettes and chewing gum that Shimizu Takashi took out were not of the same brand.

Since the brand is wrong, then what Shimizu Takashi said before must be true.

It seems that there are really no fingerprints of his on it.

Thinking of this, Inspector Megure looked at Hakuba Matsu again.

He had just proposed a plan but it was rejected. It seems that he can only pin his hopes on Brother Bai Ma!

However, at this time, Bai Masong shook his head lightly, with a mocking sneer on his face.

"Mr. Shimizu, why do you think that the evidence I use to incriminate you would be the fingerprints on these cigarettes and chewing gum?"

When Bai Masong said this, Zhishui Gaobao's pupils shrank instantly.

No, isn't it?

Shimizu Takashi was a little panicked at this time.

What Baimasong said before was actually not scary.

He did a lot of research and knew that the police could not convict without evidence.

The evidence is nothing more than fingerprints, DNA, and surveillance.

He had just watched the surveillance video and found that his actions were perfect. He completely covered the surveillance video and left no evidence.

DNA is even more impossible. The poison needle pierced through the clothes, so there would be no blood or anything like that.

Fingerprints, I was prepared.

But now Bai Masong says that his strong evidence is not here, so what could it be?

The unknown is the scariest thing.

Bai Masong smiled coldly.

"As for fingerprints, you only need to hold the cigarette between two fingers on both sides to avoid leaving fingerprints. You can also take it out with one hand, which should not be a problem for a heavy smoker like you."

"As to the evidence I mentioned."

"Haha, Mr. Zhishui, you think you can win this game, but didn't you notice a fatal problem in the surveillance?"

Inside the surveillance...fatal problem?

Shimizu Takashi was originally in a relaxed mood, but now he became increasingly nervous after hearing what Bai Masong said.

He recalled the scene he had seen before over and over again.

Drops of cold sweat slid down from his head, across his cheeks, across his chin, and fell to the ground.