Chapter 87: Proof Photos

Sunday, March 3, evening.

Mori and his party of six met a Mr. Sei Shinichi who claimed to be a co-author of a book with Mr. Imatake Tomo at the venue of the Tianxia No. 1 Night Festival held in Saitama Prefecture. Then a police officer named Heng Mizo found Mr. Sei Shinichi and took him to the scene because Mr. Imamake Chi, who lived with Mr. Sei Shinichi, was killed in the hotel.

After discovering that there was an incident, Maori would not let it go, so he brought a group of people to the scene. Then Mao Li who sneaked into the scene was discovered by police officer Henggou, but police officer Henggou actually knew Mao Li, and seemed to be his fan. So, at the request of Police Officer Henggou, "Then it's up to you, as a reference for our search, please." Maori Detective Agency officially participated in this incident.

Entrusted by police officer Henggou, Mao Li squatted on the ground and searched. First, he looked at the victim's wallet. There was nothing in it except the card. Then he saw some foam in the victim's mouth. He took a little bit of it and smelled it, and then said :"this is……"

Conan, who also took a little bit of it and smelled it, immediately said: "Toothpaste for brushing teeth."

Seeing this, Maori immediately planted a mushroom on Conan's head, then stood up and said to himself, "Really, this guy does this every time."

Conan was knocked down to the ground. When he got up, he saw a toothbrush and thought, was the victim shot while brushing his teeth?

Seeing Maoli stand up, police officer Henggou stepped forward and asked, "Detective Maoli, have you found any clues?"

"It looks like a robbery case," Maori replied, lighting a cigarette and puffing on it. Then he continued, "All the banknotes in the victim's wallet were taken away, and the murderer also made a mess of the room. He should have committed this crime for money. Since the victim fell at the door Judging from the nearby situation, I am afraid that he heard someone knocking on the door and was shot when he opened the door inadvertently."

"However, Detective Mori," Police Officer Henggou asked, "did you think that this would be the case, deliberately pretending to be theft, but in fact they are in the same room..." Then he looked at Mr. Sei.

Mr. Shijing at the door immediately distinguished: "Hey, hey, don't be kidding, the case happened around eight o'clock, so I have an alibi, because at the same time I went to see the first night in the world I met Maori and the others there.” Then he asked Maori, “Is that so?”

After thinking for a while, Maori said, "But when I met you, it was already the second half of the festival."

Mr. Shijing continued to distinguish: "Really, I went there from the very beginning. If you think I'm lying, just wash it out and you'll know. I have an alibi." The camera is handed out.

Police officer Henggou immediately ordered: "Okay, take it and wash it immediately."

"Wait a minute," said Yamazaki, who was standing in the middle of the room.

Yamazaki walked into the scene and looked around first. The scene was a hotel room, which was extremely messy. All the places that could be turned were turned over, and all the things that could be thrown out were thrown out, scattered everywhere. I looked at the victim's body again, in plain clothes, with a towel on his shoulders, and foam in his mouth. Combined with the toothbrush beside him, this guy was killed when he walked to the door while brushing his teeth with a toothbrush.

In this way, the murderer of this incident can only be an acquaintance, and if the murderer left shortly after the gunshot, then he would have no time to look through things, because the room needs to be turned like that,

It takes a lot of time, and if the victim is asked to turn over, the victim will at least clean up the toothpaste in his mouth. In this case, the murderer should have messed up the room first, then stood at the door, led the victim over, shot the victim, and then left. Oh, by the way, looking at the wallet on the ground, Yamazaki thought to himself, he should have left with cash. And the murderer should be that Sei Shinichi, the evidence depends on whether the photos in his camera can speak for themselves.

Stopping Officer Henggou, Yamazaki asked, "Mr. Sei, how many photos did you take?"

Mr. Shijing immediately replied: "Seven."

"I remember it very clearly," Yamazaki said, "Officer Henggou, can you wash a few more sets, let's say ten sets, and then arrange them before sending them in. I think seven sets will be easy to arrange."

"Okay." Police officer Henggou said and ordered someone to do it.

"By the way," Yamazaki asked again, "Mr. Sei, do you still remember when and where you hired someone to take the picture?"

Mr. Shii replied: "Time is when words burn, and the place and people can't be remembered clearly."

"I see," Yamazaki said, "I see."

As he walked towards Yamazaki, Conan thought to himself, police officer Henggou is right, this is not a robbery case at all, the murderer is someone familiar to the victim, he should be Mr. Sei, but why does he look so calm, that movie What kind of alibi was captured in the camera.

"Yamazaki," Conan asked in a low voice, "do you have any clues?"

"No." Yamazaki laughed softly, and then asked, "What about you?"

"You can see it too." Conan whispered, "There is no evidence."

Yamazaki laughed softly: "Didn't he take it out by himself? When the time comes, go to the location on the photo to check, and there should be a result. This guy is still easy to recognize."

Conan whispered, "Well, I hope so."

Soon after, the photos were developed and handed over to Police Officer Henggou. Officer Henggou first gave Mao Li a set, and then asked: "The rest..."

"Please give me four sets." Yamazaki said with a smile, "Officer Henggou, we took the last four pictures. Please ask someone to go to the street and go to the places in the first three pictures to see if there are any clues. I think , Mr. Shijing is quite conspicuous tonight." After saying that, he stretched out his hand.

"Okay." Police officer Henggou said and handed four sets of photos to Yamazaki, and then gave the rest to his subordinates to let them do the job. Of course, the policeman who just sent the photos stayed and waited for inquiries about the photos.

After taking the photos, Yamazaki said with a smile: "Let's play a game of finding mistakes." After speaking, he gave a set to Conan, and then called Lan and Yuanzi who were standing at the door, and gave them a set each. Mei Daizi opened a room and was watching TV, drinking tea and waiting for supper.

Um? After looking at the photo, Conan immediately noticed that there is a difference between Mr. Shii's hand in the photo he took with the mask and the photo he took with the word "Heaven" in the background and making a victory gesture. . It used to be the place where the watch was worn all the time, but now that the watch is not on, there is a white mark, which is because the place has not been exposed to the sun.

Looking up at Mr. Sei, Conan whispered to Yamazaki beside him, "I found it."

"Well," Yamazaki replied in a low voice, "seven is too few, and it will be difficult for him to find dozens of photos."

Conan continued to whisper: "Then I did it?"

"Just wait until the police come back. If Lan and Yuanzi haven't been found by then, you can go ahead." Yamazaki laughed softly, "Let Lan and Yuanzi play for a while."

After receiving the photo, Yuanzi smiled and said, "Leave it to me."

Looking at the photos, pointing to one of the photos, Lan said: "This is a photo I took. You can see that Conan's balloon is also photographed here. That's right, that's right, it happened when 'One' started to burn. , I met Mr. Sei."

Police officer Henggou reminded: "However, the burning of 'One' was after 8:40, and the crime time was 8:2. If you go by car, you can reach the festival venue from the hotel in 40 minutes."

"Officer Henggou," Mao Li asked looking at the photo, "after the first character '天' started burning at eight o'clock, how long will it take to burn to the next character?"

"Probably," Police Officer Henggou replied, "around eight twenty-five."

Mao Li said: "Then please look carefully at this photo, the word 'Heaven' behind him. Did you see that, he was already at the venue of Tianxia No. 1 Night Festival before 8:25. Time of crime It's around eight o'clock, no matter how fast you go, if you leave this hotel, twenty minutes is not enough." Then he handed the photo in his hand to Police Officer Henggou.

Looking at the photo, Police Officer Henggou said: "But, don't you think this photo was taken on purpose? Maybe it's multiple exposures. If you're proficient in photography, maybe..."

"Hey, hello," Mr. Shijing retorted immediately, "I just handed over the camera to you for development, and I used that kind of disposable camera, so it's impossible to do that kind of thing."

Officer Henggou immediately asked, "What did you find when you developed the photo?"

The police officer who came next to him with the printed photos immediately saluted, "Whether it's the camera or the film, there is no trace of any processing."

"Okay, okay, Officer Henggou." Mao Li persuaded, and then asked, "I want to know, Officer Henggou, why do you care so much about this?"

Police officer Henggou replied: "I heard from the counter staff of this hotel that Mr. Shii went out around 7:30, and he confirmed the time with him several times. The counter staff were very impressed. I didn't meet you until after 40:00. In the middle..."

Mr. Shijing immediately replied: "That's because I have to catch up with the time when the character '天' is burning anyway, but I forgot to wear a watch today." He exposed his wrist to show that he didn't wear it watch. Then he said, "As for the middle, isn't my alibi photo in your hand?"

Officer Henggou doubted: "Everything you do seems to be related, it's almost like deliberately creating an alibi."

Mr. Shijing retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, please don't waste your time on this meaningless thing. It's about time you got some energy to track down the real criminal who killed my friend."

At this time, a man's voice came from outside the door, "Mr. Imatake, teacher." Then a man squeezed in from the crowd watching outside the door. Looking at the scene, the man asked, "Where's the teacher?"

Police officer Henggou said: "Mr. Imatake's body has been transferred to the department." Then he asked: "Who are you?"

"I'm Yamada, the editor of the monthly magazine "Literary Times". I came here as soon as I was notified by the police." Editor Yamada said, "The teacher is still..."

Mao Li said: "In the case of "The Age of Literature and Art", then Mr. Imatake..."

Mr. Shijing said, "Yes, he once serialized "Legend of Sword Warrior" on it."

"Ah," Editor Yamada said in surprise, "Could it be you, Mr. Sei."

Holding his chin, Mr. Sei said, "Speaking of which, Imatake mentioned that his serial novel is almost due, but he hasn't written it yet."

"By the way, the teacher's deadline is tomorrow." Editor Yamada yelled, then covered his face with his hands, and said dejectedly, "Oh, it's too late even if I ask other teachers now, and now I can't find a writing style that is comparable to the teacher. works."

"I can't help it," Mr. Shii said, taking out a neat stack of manuscript paper from the rummaged-up box on the bed next to him, handed it to Editor Yamada, and said, "Take it."

Yamazaki was speechless, doesn't that explain the problem? In the messy box, there are still neat manuscript papers.

Conan whispered: "They found a problem."

"I heard it." Yamazaki said, "It should be fine after a while."

"Lan," Yuanzi said, "I feel that there is something wrong with this."

"Yeah." Lan echoed, "I have the same feeling."...

After receiving the manuscript, Editor Yamada asked, "This is..."

"That was a work I wrote before. I wanted to show it to Imatake, so I brought it here today." Mr. Shii said, "I just don't know if it can be compared with Imatake's work."

Editor Yamada immediately said: "Where, you once wrote with Mr. Imake. If it is your work, the colleagues in the editorial department will definitely be convinced."

Mr. Shijing asked: "Is this okay, is that the beginning of a novel?"

Editor Yamada asked: "If possible, can you please write for "Literary Times"?"

Mr. Shijing said: "It's nerve-wracking, I have other work at hand now."

Editor Yamada asked: "Anyway, please do me a favor."

Mr. Shii agreed: "Well, even if it is written for the dead Imatake."

"Thank you very much." Editor Yamada said and said goodbye.

Yamazaki chuckled softly, "They cooperated well."

"Be proficient in business." Conan also chuckled softly.

Yamazaki laughed softly and said, "Come on, let's say a few words, just remind me, and let Lan and the others become detectives later."...