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Conan was excited and looked at Qin Zhibo expectantly.

Among so many people, he was the only one who got to the point.

Thinking about it carefully, when I first visited the scene of the crime, I only saw a stolen Nioh statue, which made me feel a little suspicious.

But Qin Zhibo could actually tell from the fact that there was even one less ring toy.

What a terrifying observation ability...

Qin Zhibo's words stirred up waves, and everyone showed doubtful expressions.

The current village chief of Dongaosui Village took a step forward and asked doubtfully: "But hasn't the murderer already escaped? Of course the murderer was taken away..."

"yes……"

Others also echoed.

The corner of Qin Zhibo's mouth rose, "I said, since we are restarting the investigation, don't have preconceived notions, don't assume that the murderer came from outside and took away the murder weapon..."

"What we have to think about is why only one Nioh statue has disappeared, and the ribbons and rings of the medals have disappeared..."

"What reason did the murderer have for doing what he did?"

Everyone in the living room frowned, and Mouri Kogoro, Sato and Takagi also fell into deep thought for a while.

Conan, who was standing nearby, felt a little anxious when he saw that these people just didn't understand.

He quickly ran back to the village chief's second young master's room, took a collar and a rope, and ran out again.

When he walked to the door, he tied the rope around the edge of the loop, and shook it in his hand a few times. The moment he suddenly let go, the loop flew towards the living room with the rope.

"Aha! You can throw it so far like this!"

Conan jumped up and down with joy, causing the adults in the room to turn their attention to him.

When Mao Lilan saw that Conan was being naughty at the crime scene again, she quickly stopped him and said with a sullen expression, "Conan, don't make trouble here~"

Conan rolled his eyes and felt a little dissatisfied: I am not causing trouble.

Sato looked at Conan, and then at the "little toy" on the ground. Suddenly his eyes were stunned, and he seemed to have thought of something in his mind.

"correct!"

"As long as you do this, you can throw the stolen goods and weapons farther away!"

Seeing that someone finally figured it out, Conan smiled happily, and it was not in vain for him to pretend to be a "naughty kid".

Qin Zhibo also followed Sato's discovery and said: "That's right! The things that disappeared were made into a 'hammer'-like device, so that the stolen goods and murder weapons can be disposed of without leaving any footprints."

Lose."

"And there is a lake behind this villa, which is the best place to hide weapons and stolen goods!"

Qin Zhibo was talking when Yada Makoto suddenly stared and yelled.

"Wait a moment!"

"You said this is impossible. It is impossible to throw it that far when there is air resistance!"

Makoto Yata's voice was high-pitched and his expression gradually became hysterical. He was a "Kudo Shinichi" that he had never seen before.

At this moment, Qin Zhibo suddenly took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Yada Makoto's face.

Click.

The mobile phone made a clear photo-taking prompt, and everyone knew what Qin Zhibo had done.

Yada Makoto: "Huh?"

Others also looked at Qin Zhibo and the mobile phone in his hand in confusion.

Because Qin Zhibo's mobile phone looks slimmer than all mobile phones currently on the market. It has a glossy black body and looks like a high-end product that has never been seen before.

Seeing everyone's expressions of "What are you doing?", Qin Zhibo pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders.

"Just take a photo as a souvenir... By the way, where did you say that?"

"It's impossible to throw it that far? No, it can definitely be thrown that far!"

"Even a layman like me can easily throw things into that lake..."

Seeing that Yada Makoto still had an expression of disbelief, Qin Zhibo knew it was time to present evidence.

So, he looked at the village policeman on the side.

"Mr. Shiroyama, you should know what happened in the case a year ago, right? Are what I said true?"

Chengshan was stunned, when did he tell this detective his name?

But that doesn't matter anymore, he nodded with a gloomy face.

"Yes, a year ago, the police of Okusui Town salvaged stolen goods and murder weapons from the lake. The dagger had the blood stains of the village chief's wife and the village chief's own fingerprints..."

When Yada Makoto heard this, his pupils trembled instantly, and the expression on his face was vaguely ferocious.

However, Qin Zhibo did not give him time to digest the information and continued: "In fact, even if the murder weapon does not have the village chief's fingerprints on it, it is easy to know who the murderer is."

"Anyone who knows how to assemble a 'hammer' needs to know about the ring toy in the room of the second young master of the village chief's house."

"If the murderer were an outsider, he wouldn't notice such an inconspicuous thing."

"The village chief himself was an outstanding track and field athlete when he was young, and the hammer throw event should also be an event he often practices..."

"So taken together, this is a long-premeditated criminal plan by the village chief himself."

"That night, he first sent his youngest son to a relative's house, murdered his wife on the stairs, misled the police with bloody shoe prints, threw the murder weapon and stolen goods into the lake behind the villa on the balcony of the second floor, and then committed suicide by jumping off the building

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"This is the truth..."

Qin Zhibo's reasoning made Yada Makoto dumbfounded. The timeline of the cases suddenly connected into a straight line, leaving him unable to think of words to refute for a while.

But after a moment, he suddenly raised his head again.

"You're lying! How could such a cheerful, generous and respected village chief kill his wife and then commit suicide?"

"The village chief's cancer is benign, and the bullshit motive of self-destruction is just nonsense!"

Seeing Yada Makoto's hysterical howling, the Shiroyama policeman standing nearby couldn't help it. He was about to explain, but was stopped by Qin Zhibo.

"You are right. In fact, the problem lies in the fact that the village chief learned that he was diagnosed with cancer..."

"Generally speaking, detecting cancer requires a large-scale physical examination, and a blood test is definitely indispensable among the examination items."

"Don't we often have that kind of plot? A family is originally good, but as soon as the blood type is checked, something bad suddenly happens..."

As soon as Qin Zhibo finished speaking, Mouri Kogoro, who had always been sensitive to such things, immediately looked shocked, "You mean... the village chief found out that the child is not his?"

Hearing this, Makoto Yada quickly shouted: "I was never the village chief's son, I was adopted by the village chief and his wife!"

Qin Zhibo rolled his eyes, "Of course I know you are adopted, but don't you have a younger brother?"

"The village chief probably found out through his blood type that it was impossible for him to give birth to a son with a certain blood type. That's when he realized something."

"He was cheated..."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present were in an uproar, and they were all shocked.

Only one person's hands were trembling slightly, his head buried deeply, and his white temples were already dripping with cold sweat.

And all of this is under Qin Zhibo's eyes.

He continued: "The opportunity for this incident was that the village chief conducted a comprehensive physical examination and discovered his true blood type, thus realizing that the youngest son could not be his biological child."

"But if that's the case, who told the village chief about the false blood type that he believed in before?"

"What do you think? Mr. Village Doctor?"

Qin Zhibo's words were like a sharp sword, directed at the village doctor among the five village representatives.

And the village doctor suddenly knelt on the ground with a pop and said in a trembling tone: "Mr. Detective is right, Xiaoshu is actually... my son..."

"What?!"

Everyone in Dongao Sui Village was in an uproar, looking at the middle-aged man lying on the ground in disbelief.

As the only doctor in the only clinic in the village, his reputation in the village is almost as good as that of the village chief. Every sick villager has received his care.

But no one expected that such a highly respected person would do such a perfunctory thing?

Especially Yada Makoto, looking at this man of his uncle's generation in disbelief, yelled and asked: "Why do you do this?!"

"Father, he treats you as his own brother!"

The village doctor's lips were still trembling, and he took a deep breath before making up his mind to tell that old story.

"Actually, the village chief and his wife have always wanted a child of their own, but they have been unable to have one."

"So, my wife came to the clinic to find me that night and said that she wanted to fulfill her husband's desire to be a real father..."

"I was confused for a moment, so..."
To be continued...