It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

"You are right, but you have overlooked one point." Conan said calmly in Maori's voice.

"What?" Shangshan Youhui's pupils shrank slightly, but soon returned to normal.

"You probably don't know 'E's' gender, right? E is a man. Why would he go to the trouble of placing the murder weapon in the women's restroom?"

Conan, who was hiding where no one could see, narrowed his eyes.

Shangshan Youhui was silent for a moment, then laughed, crossed his elbows and looked at Mao Li jokingly, "Hehe, you don't even know what gender E is, right? You're just trying to trick me."

What a sharp woman...

Conan was silent for a moment.

"Hey, Maori, do you really know who the murderer is?" Megure couldn't help but ask.

"Of course." Conan continued, and then asked Nakai Chiko, "Ms. Nakai, do you know that Mrs. Kawaguchi Miho had lost her ring before?"

Nakai Chiko pinched her chin and thought for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, two days ago, Miss Meihe came to me and asked me to ask the staff to pay attention to whether there are any rings accidentally left behind in the backstage."

"That's right. Kawaguchi Miho's wedding ring didn't fall under the dressing table when she died. Someone secretly took her ring two days ago and used it to lead her to the costume and makeup room. The time was the dark time before Ms. Aso Yuno performed her last song."

"Perhaps she was not aware of this incident at that time, but it gave the murderer an excellent opportunity to kill. Of course, even if there was no such time, she would still find an excuse to ask other staff members in the costume and makeup room to leave, but this opportunity also reduced her suspicion."

Perhaps he was tired of standing, Shang Shan You Hui leaned back against the wall, "You said a lot, how can you prove that I was the one who killed him?"

"Don't worry, wait until I finish."

Chitake looked at Conan through Maori and had an urge to pull him out.

How about a quick victory? You like telling stories so much, right?

Conan, who was obsessed with solving the case, couldn't help but feel a sudden chill on his back. He shivered and suddenly looked towards the door, only to find Chitake standing there, looking at this side with a faint look, as if she saw him.

"Ring." Conan shook his head and then suddenly said.

"What?" Shangshan Youhui raised her eyebrows. "Are you saying that I took Meihe's ring? Where's the evidence? Is there my fingerprint on it or something?"

"I didn't say there were your fingerprints on the ring, but... since the incident happened suddenly and you couldn't find your gloves in the dark, you didn't wear gloves when you committed the crime, right?" Conan said in a dark voice.

Shangshan Youhui rolled her eyes, a little impatient, "What do you want to say? Did you find my fingerprints on the murder weapon?"

"No, after all, the murder weapon had been cleaned by you, so naturally there were no fingerprints left. However, your fingerprints were left on a piece of clothing that wrapped the deceased!"

He spoke the last sentence with great force.

"...leaving fingerprints on clothes? Are you kidding me?" When Shangshan Youhui said this, there was a tremor of laughter in her voice.

"Of course, fingerprints are impossible to leave on fabric, but decorations embedded in clothes can! After committing the crime, you threw the deceased into the closet and tried to cover her with clothes. It was at that time that you accidentally touched the decorations on the skirt when you picked it up!"