Chapter 1476 1476Old acquaintance in England?

Conan: "!"

He was trying to smirk like a child out of habit, but the blond woman didn't seem to be looking for him.

The woman looked at Jiang Xia for a while, and suddenly said: "I heard from several staff members that you are a very good detectivewhat do you think of what happened here?"

Conan: "...?"

He looked at the blond woman, and then looked at Jiang Xia in surprise: "..." Is it also popular in Britain to let detectives help the police solve cases?

That's right, after all, it's the birthplace of Sherlock Holmes' stories, so maybe they really have this tradition. But I really didn't expect that Jiang Xia's face can be seen in England. This is really...

Wonderful!

Jiang Xia didn't expect things to go so smoothly. He looked at the female police officer and felt a little puzzled, but this didn't stop him from pushing the progress bar forward: "The deceased had a large pinhole in the back of his neck, which seemed to be pierced deeply. He The cause of death is probably suffocation caused by cervical spine injury, and the murder weapon is something like a thick steel needle."

"Steel needle?"

"Well, for example, metal sweater needles..." After a pause, Jiang Xia felt that this example was a bit strange - it was all because Ms. Spider was very interested in knitting sweaters recently, and held up spider legs in front of him every day to knit clothes.

He cleared his throat nonchalantly: "Well, I mean, like an ice pick. Of course, it could be any other sharp metal object.

"In addition, neither the clothes of the deceased nor the interior of the bathroom left any traces of resistance, which shows that the deceased lost consciousness first before being killed, and it is very likely that an acquaintance committed the crime.

While listening to his voice carefully, the blond woman took out a pair of shoe covers and gloves from nowhere, put them on, and walked into the bathroom.

She looked around for a moment, raised her hand and pulled under the sink, pulling out a drawer for discarding garbage.

In the drawer, an empty glass bottle was stuffed there, and a wet handkerchief was placed under it.

Looks like someone stunned the dead with this thing before committing the murder. Everything can be matched with Jiang Xia's speculation.

The blond woman didn't pick up these physical evidence, but just snapped a picture with the camera, then moved closer to them, and took a closer look.

Soon, she nodded: "Is there any more?"

"I haven't looked at it carefully." Jiang Xia said modestly, "Our high school student detectives never like to destroy the scene. So I just went in for a while and then came out again."

The blond woman turned her back to him and smiled lightly. With a smile, a little soft light lines appeared on that well-maintained face.

Turning around, the hard-won smile had disappeared.

The blonde woman looked at Inspector Yasa who blocked Jiang Xia and Conan from the door: "Since we are famous detectives, why don't we show the strength of Tokyo detectivesyou don't often encounter murders recently, right? Assistance, it is not easy to make mistakes."

Inspector Yasa was a little surprised, but he could only step aside obediently, and then quietly watched the two children who were whispering loudly approaching.

He took the camera from the blonde woman and handed it to Jiang Xia: "Then you take pictures, I'll just take an assistant with me."

Then he passed Conan to the stewardess hand: "Look at this child, death is too heavy for him. He shouldn't be there."

Conan: "???"

Let me in!

Ignoring the resentful eyes of the first grade pupil, the two adults were busy in the bathroom.

After a while, Jiang Xia looked down at the camera photos.

Officer Yasa glanced at the detective, who was younger than his son, with a thought of testing: "Did you find anything?"

Jiang Xia originally just wanted to come in and punch a card, get all the evidence and go straight to get off work.

It's just that he didn't expect that because the police force is too small, now he has to work part-time.

Jiang Xia: "..." At times like this, I really miss the policemen of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department who take care of everything.

Being forced to work overtime, he was a little perfunctory when he answered, casually saying as if reciting the answer:

"There was blood splattered on the wall behind him, but not on the corresponding place on his body.

"In addition to the pinhole in the back of the head, there is also a strangely shaped scrape on the lower left neck.

"In addition, the liner of the left pocket of his trousers was turned outside, and the fabric had wet marks. But his left hand was not wet-although an hour or two was enough to dry the water on his hand, but again, there was no corresponding on his sleeve. Wet marks, which means that after his death, someone touched his left pocket."

Inspector Asaph: ""

I originally wanted to wait for the young man to finish speaking, and then add something gracefully.

It turned out that this guy talked more than him.

He couldn't think of anything else to add for a while, so he nodded nonchalantly: "Okay, the scene is almost seen, and the next clues may have to be found from other places. Let's look for eyewitnesses first."

Two people left the bathroom.

Inspector Asaph was about to say something to the stewardess.

But at this time, the elementary school student who was stopped by him appeared in front of him, and said quietly: "Uncle is here to find witnesses and suspects, right? We've already found themthere are three suspects in total. The sister of the flight attendant on duty said that apart from the victim, only three people had been near the toilet just now."

Jiang Xia nodded, looked at the stewardess: "Please bring those people over."

Inspector Asa who lost his dominance at some point: "...?"

Facts have proved that some things are indeed internationally accepted.

For example, whether it is to solve the case on the site of the Tokyo police or the site of the British police, the steps seem to be similar.

The flight attendant on duty went around among the passengers, and soon brought back three suspects.

Among the three people, there is a strange Englishman.

The other two were Japanese photographersthe deceased and his friends, a total of four people went on a trip, and the two suspects who had been to the toilet in front of them happened to be his companions.

There were four photographers in total, one was missing and two were called away by the stewardess, so the only remaining photographer, who was not suspected and had been sleeping soundly since boarding the plane, followed him suspiciously, wondering what happened here. what's up.

"What's the matter? It's mysterious." The long-haired woman looked suspiciously at the people gathered at the door of the toilet, and after a while, she suddenly guessed something, "Could it be that the emergency patient you are talking about is Daying? But...but I remember that he has no underlying diseases!"

The short-haired woman was startled when she heard this, and then hurried to the door of the toilet. She looked inside and found that her boyfriend was slumped on the toilet seat like mud, she was shocked and said, "Heyang?! What's wrong with you!"

(end of this chapter)