Conan's corpse picker

Chapters 3772 and 3785 [God of Gamblers Curaçao] Requesting monthly votes (`)

In the strangers' mutual aid association.

Vodka pondered the strange surveillance footage for a while, but didn't take it too seriously: as far as he knew, Curaçao was watching over there, and given the woman's methods, hacking into the surveillance was perfectly normal.

Besides her, there was also Bourbon, who had just been hit by fireworks. Bourbon wasn't the type to swallow his anger when he stepped into a trap; he would only try his best to investigate thoroughly before stepping into the trap again...

Regardless of the outcome, he demonstrated courage and fearlessness throughout the process.

"That swaying surveillance camera at the luggage storage area is probably Bourbon investigating why he was bombed," Vodka thought with a touch of sympathy for his unfortunate colleague. Not wanting to needlessly expose himself and draw attention, he stopped worrying about the camera and instead looked for other ways to observe the scene.

Finally, he hacked into a reporter's surveillance system and managed to get some firsthand information from the front lines.

Others also learned about the situation inside the dessert shop.

Curaçao clutched the newly acquired, warm Ubiquitous coin, staring intently at the three pastry chefs on the screen, his gaze more serious than ever before.

"Hidden the murder weapon in a dessert, then eat it? That's a plausible idea, though a little disgusting..."

Curaso pondered as she looked at the tough-looking pastry chef: "This direction was rejected by this guy as soon as it was suggested. Could it be because Sonoko Suzuki guessed correctly, and the murderer is this righteous-looking pastry chef?"

He appears to be a very upright and unyielding guy, but in reality, he's a murderer who smashed his boss's head in the back and swallowed the blood-stained cake... This sounds like it fits Uzo's aesthetic perfectly.

"Vote for him?" Curaçao's little coin was itching to buy, but remembering her past confidence and failures, she hesitated and stopped. "No rush, there's still time. Let's take another look."

……

Inside the dessert shop.

Inspector Megure was also seriously considering the murder weapon: "If a dessert is to be used as a murder weapon, then it must be something quite hard..."

He looked at the three professionals opposite him: "Among desserts, are there any categories that meet the criteria?"

Although the tough-guy cake maker strongly opposed this conjecture, he still thought about it professionally when he heard him ask: "First, let's rule out cookies, they're too brittle and will crumble if you tap them. Various pies or French tarts are more likely to be the answer."

The Cake Prince thought for a moment: "My specialty, chocolate, might be deadly in winter, but in this season, it melts as soon as it's taken out, making it completely useless. Unlike those candies that are hard all year round..."

"What do you mean?!" the candy magician exclaimed, sensing something amiss in the tone. "Are you trying to say that I killed the shopkeeper with candy and then ate the blood-stained candy?!"

Officer Sato considered the hardness of the candy and felt it was quite possible, but then thought, "A candy that can kill would probably be huge, right? Can one person finish it in such a short time?"

Sonoko Suzuki looked at the group of police officers who rarely ate desserts, clicked her tongue and shook her head: "Open your mind, who said you have to eat it? Candy is malleable. As long as you remelt it after committing the crime, wouldn't the problem be solved?"

Inspector Megure suddenly realized what was going on.

Even through the screen, Curaçao suddenly realized.

Following this line of reasoning, they delved deeper: "To handle hard desserts, you can't do without various kitchen utensils. I remember the news report just now gave a rough time of the attack. One of the men received a phone call and left, while the other was looking for someone in the garden..."

"From this perspective, only the candy magician who stayed in the store would have had the time and tools to deal with the murder weapon."

Vote for her.

Curaçao's hand was itching to act again.

but……

"If I remember correctly, Uzo seems to prefer having the identity of the famous detective 'Jiang Xia' reveal the carefully crafted script he has written. In this case, the 'murderer' who is caught by others first is probably just a smokescreen."

From this perspective, the candy magician is probably innocent?
Curacao frowned, pondering the three distinct pastry chefs with an attitude even more serious than studying a game strategy guide, while also trying to figure out the intentions of a certain unscrupulous director.

……

Inside the dessert shop.

Inspector Megure was once again persuaded by Sonoko Suzuki.

The main point is that this time it's not difficult to verify. He told the police officers he brought, "Have the forensic team check the pots and pans in the kitchen, especially the kind used for melting sugar. Also, test the pots and pans used for making chocolate and egg tarts."

The young police officer nodded and ran over.

Jiangxia followed suit, diligently gathering clues.

The Candy Magician's exhibit is in a corner not far away.

Moving to the back kitchen, you can see many brightly colored fruits on the counter, which are used to juice and color the candies.

Next to the fruit is a candy horse that has already been shaped, and further to the right are some ordinary white sugar cubes.

"This candy is really delicious." Conan also strolled over. He looked at the ordinary candy in the plate and thought of the candy magician's dream of "making the best candy in the world." He sighed, "It's hard to imagine that someone like her is the murderer."

……

Behind the screen, Curaçao was pondering when suddenly the countdown box for betting popped up.

—Probably as the police began investigating the pot, Vodka felt that the murderer was not far from being exposed, so he quickly sealed the pot before the results were released.

As the countdown ticked down, Curaçao became more conflicted than ever before.

Who is the murderer, the tough-guy cake maker or the candy magician?

Everyone looks alike!

Just as he was about to delve deeper into the two people's behavior patterns, Curaçao suddenly realized something, and his eyes lit up.

"Wait a minute. Thinking about it carefully, I've been torn between choosing the tough guy cake maker or the candy magician, but I've never seriously doubted the cake prince."

Based on past experience, this kind of low-key and unsuspecting person is most likely the murderer!

Based on past experience, Uzo's chosen murderers were generally more good-looking than the other suspects. While the cake prince in front of him wasn't exactly handsome, he appeared dashing compared to his two colleagues.

"it's him!"

A flash of inspiration struck, and with a flick of her mouse, Curacao completely cast aside her previous hesitation and doubts, clicking on the Cake Prince.

However, he didn't throw out the small coin in his hand.

—As soon as you click, a dialog box with a red border pops up, warning:
Don't choose him!
Curaçao was taken aback.

Then it suddenly dawned on her that this was a little plugin she had written not long ago—used to help her turn the tide at the last moment of decision.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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