My neighbor's name is Conan

Chapter 496 Conan reaches out his right hand (page 12)

After Mouri Kogoro finished telling what happened before, Maruta Ayumi and others had also obtained rough and simple information.

"The name of the deceased was Taku Itakura. He was 45 years old and was a software program engineer." Ayumi Maruta reported.

Hearing this, Qing Mu Song looked at the forensic doctor on the side and asked, "How did he die?"

The medical examiner held a medicine bottle and said: "The detailed cause of death cannot be determined yet, but Mr. Itakura had no obvious trauma, but judging from his coronary artery dilator, he should have died due to a heart attack. According to my estimation, the time of death was more than two days!"

At this time, Chiba Kazunobu walked in from outside the door, "Aoki Police Department, I have contacted Mr. Itakura's attending doctor."

"How is it?" Qingmusong asked.

"He said that Mr. Itakura's heart condition was very serious and he was scheduled to undergo surgery immediately after his current work was over." Chiba and Nobui reported.

Mouri Kogoro on the side heard this and immediately said: "It seems that Mr. Itakura must have died of natural causes of a heart attack."

Maruta Ayumi frowned and said in confusion: "But it's been two days since his death. Why haven't the people in the hotel noticed this yet?"

"Probably because he hates other people coming in and out of his place of work!" Naito Dinghei said.

Subeklu, who was standing next to him, also echoed: "That is to say, one time I only moved the documents on his desk by 10cm, and he got very angry."

Ryusuke Soma also complained: "He rarely even changes the bed sheets at home, so of course he will refuse the hotel cleaner to change the bed sheets."

"Now the truth is revealed." Mouri Kogoro looked at Itakura Taku who fell on the ground and complained: "I have a bad heart and I am still alone in the hotel without contacting anyone. I can't end up like this. What a weirdo!"

Conan became a little anxious when he heard what Mouri Kogoro said, and turned to look at Aoki Song. He couldn't see the expression on his face, but Aoki Song obviously had no desire to speak, so he couldn't help but become more anxious.

No longer caring, Conan took the initiative and said, "Is that so?" Then he walked up to Aoki Song and said, "Brother Aoki, I think this uncle is very clean."

Aoki Song raised his eyebrows when he heard this, looked down at Conan, and said with a smile: "Conan, what did you find wrong again? Don't be afraid, just say it."

What Conan wants is Aoki Song's words, so that Maori Kogoro will not beat him, and Maori Lan will not take him away.

Conan explained: "Because when we entered the room just now, my uncle was sitting on a chair with his face pressed on the table, but there was no trace of dirt on the table."

Qing Mu Song suddenly realized after hearing this.

However, Mouri Kogoro was still a little confused. He looked at the table and said in confusion: "Traces?"

Conan continued to explain: "It's just the traces of drooling! If we slept on the table, there would be drool on the table. But there is no drool on the table. I think my uncle must have wiped it off himself, right?'

Mouri Kogoro bent down and looked at it, and then subconsciously cursed: "Idiot, a person who has a heart attack is in so much pain that it's too late to take medicine. How can he still have time to wipe off his saliva?"

Aoki Song heard this and said with a serious face: "That's the problem. Who wiped off the saliva from the corner of Mr. Itakura's mouth?"

Mouri Kogoro suddenly realized at this time: "Yes, who could it be!"

"Besides, how can a person who has a heart attack still sit on the chair next to the table? I have never heard of this." Aoki Song continued.

Mouri Kogoro quickly clarified: "He fell down as soon as we shook him."

At this time, the forensic doctor interjected: "If this is really the case, there is something wrong."

"What's wrong?" Qingmusong asked quickly.

The medical examiner explained: "I am referring to the palm of Mr. Itakura. If we assume that Mr. Itakura died while lying on the table, his palm will definitely become stiff in this case.

In this case, his palms should be sandwiched between the table and his body, instead of covering his chin with his hands. I can't find any explanation to support this situation. "

Maruta Ayumi was very surprised when he heard this and said: "Could it be that Mr. Itakura died somewhere else?"

Mouri Kogoro put forward a different opinion: "But, doesn't the stiffness of Mr. Itakura's hands and feet prove that he died on this table?"

Suddenly, Mouri Kogoro's expression changed, and he said with an ugly face: "Otherwise, someone tied Mr. Itakura to a chair until he died and stiffened, and then moved him over."

"Huh?" Aoki Song was shocked by Mouri Kogoro's words. He didn't expect that Moori Kogoro would come up with such imaginative suggestions.

Aoki Song said meaningfully: "Perhaps Mr. Itakura was tied to a chair, and his hands were tightly tied in front of his chest. When he had a heart attack, he would not have time to swallow life-saving pills!"

Mouri Kogoro looked horrified when he heard what Aoki Song said: "Then, is this another..."

Aoki Song looked at the body on the ground and nodded: "Well, this must be another murder case!"

Aoki Song's words shocked everyone.

However, Mouri Kogoro quickly regained his natural expression, and then raised a new question: "But in this case, Mr. Itakura should have traces of being tied up!"

Upon hearing this, Qing Mu Song turned to look at the forensic doctor on the side and asked, "How is it?"

"No obvious marks of strangulation were found on the body of the deceased, but there were bruises on the body. Judging from these bruises, the deceased had been compressed from outside the body in a large area," the forensic doctor replied.

Upon hearing this, Aoki Song immediately turned to look at the blanket on the big bed in the room. He walked over and touched it, and found that the blanket felt a little sticky.

"I think the murderer probably used the blanket to secure Mr. Itakura to the chair, and then used tape to wrap around and around the outside of the blanket to secure it. Just put a pillow or something between his knees and chest, and that would be enough. Easily let him lean back on the chair smoothly."

What Qing Mu Song said was reasonable and well-founded, and everyone understood it immediately upon hearing it.

"I see. This way there will be no traces." Chiba Kazushi said with sudden realization.

Chiba Kazunobu obviously didn't react as quickly as Maruta Ayumi. While Chiba Kazunobu was talking, Maruta Ayumi had already squatted down, reached out and touched the corner of the table, felt the sticky feeling, and immediately understood.

He quickly reported to Aoki Songhui: "Police Department, the murderer probably used the corner of this table to fix the chair. Although it has been wiped, you can still feel the traces of tape on it."

Aoki Song nodded, "If you put it this way, the murderer's criminal methods are very clear. The murderer first immobilized Mr. Itakura, and waited until he died of a heart attack and his whole body became rigor mortis, and then he Take off the tape and blanket on your body to create the illusion that Mr. Itakura died of illness."