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The double wooden doors opened and closed again, and the familiar background music of the truth-telling rang in my ears.

Xiaotong was pointed at and raised her fist in shock, her pupils shrinking. As expected, everyone except Gin and Vodka looked at Xiaotong in shock.

Xiaotong was anxious, sweating profusely. She leaned forward and retorted, "What are you talking about! The knife is in Aizi's purse!"

"You can't cut off a person's head with that kind of knife, especially with a woman's strength. You put the knife in Miss Aiko's purse in order to frame the crime."

The drum washing machine replied without accepting any rebuttal.

"But she was sitting in the front seat of the roller coaster. This seems unlikely." Inspector Megure asked in disbelief.

"If we use the speed of the roller coaster and add piano wires or steel rims, it might be possible!" After saying this, the washing machine ignored the shock of others and pulled a few policemen and Inspector Megure to ride on the roller coaster to explain.

Silence is the best language. Several policemen sat on the roller coaster like puppets as tools. Kudo Shinichi held a bag and began to reason with his face turned sideways.

"Everyone, watch carefully. If I were the criminal and Officer Megure was the victim, before the safety bar came down, I would first clamp something like a backpack behind my back. Once the bar came down, you'd see there was a gap, and it would be easy to release."

After saying that, the washing machine also crawled out from the roller coaster seat, holding a rope tied into a circle with a hook hanging in front. Looking at the stunned Inspector Megure, he put his foot on the safety bar, stretched his body towards Inspector Megure, and put the rope around Inspector Megure's neck.

(Our brother Megure looked confused and a little scared. Those tool policemen didn't move at all, just like statues. It was speechless. If this person was not a good person, wouldn't you be afraid that he would kill your boss?)

He hung the hook on the track, extended his classic index finger and said, "The next task is to take out the props that have been prepared in advance and install the hook on the steel rope.

(It's obviously an ordinary rope, but you insist on calling it a steel rope...)

Then he put his feet on the safety bar, extended his body backward, and placed the rope loop on the victim's head, of course in a dark tunnel.

The next step is to hang the hook on the track, and then use the speed and power of the roller coaster to chop off the opponent's head. Since you have practiced gymnastics before, you can do it even on the roller coaster.

(It's still a bit outrageous. To use Asu's words, she is simply superhuman.)

There are ways to accomplish these things.”

(Speaking of this, I am really speechless. Why do you bring so many things on a roller coaster? Shouldn't they put them in the storage area? Could it be that those regulations were made because of this? Haha~)

Xiaotong became even more anxious and argued, "Stop joking! Where is the evidence?"

"Where did your necklace go? The pearl necklace you put on before boarding the ship!"

After saying that, the drum washing machine took out a bag and almost shoved it in her face. Inside were a few sparkling pearls (they were so shiny that they must be real, haha) and a hook.

Xiaotong's pupils constricted and her mouth opened wide (maybe no one in this drama has a mouth as big as Vodka's, I mean among the adults, because the children are all big-headed dolls.).

"Is that right? There's another point, that tear. You already knew the victim would die, so you shed a tear before killing him.

(Oh, crocodile tears. It's still a little hard on me, isn't it? The deeper the love, the deeper the hurt, but it wouldn't be enough to kill someone and get yourself into trouble.)

There are tear marks next to your eyes. If you're not riding a roller coaster, your tears won't flow to the sides."

I don’t know if it was to cooperate with the reasoning of the drum washing machine or to deliberately erase this small evidence, Xiaotong shed two more lines of tears〒_〒. She was stunned and wanted to see the tear marks on her cheeks with her eyes, but she knew she couldn’t see them.

Xiaotong began to twitch gradually, and fell to her knees on the ground. Here it comes, the classic cry, kneel, and then confess. She covered her face with her hands and cried even harder, and started complaining.

"All this is because he's not good enough. He abandoned me."

The friend in red asked again, "Xiao Tong, have you ever dated Mr. Kishida before?" "Yes, before I went to college, before I met Aiko and Reiko,

(Okay, after seeing this, I finally know her name. I can’t beat her up anymore (???))

That’s why I wanted to use the necklace he gave me to end his life at the place where we first met…”

After saying this, Xiaotong covered her eyes and started twitching again. Reiko rubbed her eyes. Aiko didn't know what to say and felt a little uncomfortable. Maori Ran was directly infected and started crying too.

(But it’s a bit strange that there are no tears. I guess Qingshan Laozei was lazy at the time, and the animation team didn’t add them.)

Of course, it wasn't just them. All the onlookers were also silent, staring blankly at Xiaotong...

Hua Lantian sighed after appreciating this reasoning. He had seen the bizarre cases and the small-sized drum washing machine reasoning in this two-dimensional world on TV before, but now watching it on the spot, it still makes people feel very emotional.

He quietly walked out before everyone started to leave and ambushed them in advance.

The washing machine and Mao Lilan, who was crying, came out. He comforted her with a doting look on his face: "Hey, hey, don't cry anymore!"

Mao Lilan put down her hand and said pitifully, "You are so calm!" The drum washing machine held the back of its head and said embarrassedly, "I'm often at the scene and I'm used to seeing it. There are even people who are torn into pieces!"

(It seems that this is not the main point, and you are the God of Death and you want to show your performance, others don’t want to see it.)

"It's so bad! (That's true.)" After saying that, Mao Lilan lowered her head and started crying again.

The drum washing machine couldn't bear it any longer and looked at her and said, "You'd better forget about it as soon as possible. This kind of thing will happen again and again."

(Yes, you are about to switch to your trumpet, unleash the full power of the Death Body, and remove the seal, right?)

"No way!" Mouri Ran stopped crying and immediately retorted him. It might not matter to the washing machine because he was a detective and his desire for cases was like a shark smelling blood, but for someone as kind and angelic as Mouri Ran (vermouth certified), she didn't want to see anyone die.

The two of them stopped and Ran Maoli started crying again.

Suddenly, a big man in black rushed over and ran into the darkness, attracting the attention of the washing machine. "That man is the one in black riding the roller coaster." The washing machine thought.

He made a prompt decision, said goodbye to Mao Lilan and ran out (the big experience time is up, right ( ′ ▽ ` )?) "I'm sorry, Xiaolan, please go back first."

"Oh, wait a minute, ah." Before Mao Lilan could chase after him, her shoelaces broke and she fell rapidly like a butterfly with broken wings, and she almost fell down.

"I will catch up with you soon, I am leaving now!" The washing machine turned sideways and waved. Mao Lilan stretched out her hand to try to stop the figure running towards the darkness, but there was no way. She could only watch helplessly and said to herself in her heart

: He left. At that time, I don’t know why, but I had a premonition in my heart, an ominous feeling that I would never see Shinichi again.

(My premonition was so accurate. When someone who has been with you since childhood suddenly passes away, it is indeed possible to have such a feeling, a sixth sense.)

"This young lady,

(There’s probably no such pronunciation in Neon language. Of course, I don’t know the specific pronunciation, so let’s just assume it exists and it’s the pronunciation of “Miss”)

Excuse me, you must be Maori Ran, the daughter of Mr. Maori Kogoro. Hello, and the person who just walked by is the famous high school detective Kudo Shinichi! I often see him in newspapers and on the news.

Hua Lantian, who had been hiding in the dark and observing, came out and spoke.

"Eh, ah, yes, do you know my father?" Mao Lilan was confused by the sudden voice and didn't think about it anymore.

She was not puzzled as to why Hua Lantian knew about the drum washing machine. Instead, she thought it was strange that he knew Maori Kogoro, and also knew her. No one would tell anyone except Maori Kogoro, because Maori Kogoro was basically unknown at that time, and all he could do all day was take on commissions like finding cats and dogs and investigating extramarital affairs.

"Yes, I'm Detective Maori, whom I met today. I asked him to investigate a matter, and then I told him that I was going to Tropical Paradise, and he mentioned that you and Kudo Shinichi were also there."

Hua Lantian responded with a smile.

Mao Lilan understood immediately and nodded. Hua Lantian saw that the drum washing machine was about to see the transaction, so he quickly said goodbye.

"Then Miss Maori, I'll be leaving first. Your father told me to send you home early if I see you. It's getting late, and you're a girl, so just listen to him and go home early. I don't know what Kudo Shinichi is doing, but he shouldn't have any problems (I'd be surprised, hahaha)."

Mao Lilan thanked him, said goodbye to him, and headed home.

Hua Lantian did not delay and ran to the place where the washing machine disappeared. With his clever brain, he easily found the washing machine that was following Vodka.

He found a vantage point, managed to climb up, took out the telescope he had bought earlier (let's assume it had night vision) and began to observe secretly.

Vodka looked arrogantly at the wretched-looking chairman of his trading partner, who was carrying a suitcase, and said without a trace of apology, "Sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Chairman."

The chairman hugged the box with a look of fear and said, "You're so slow! I've been waiting for two hours. I came alone as agreed."

(You are really brave, you still dare to complain, aren't you afraid that a shot of vodka will explode you.)

"I know because I've gotten that thing on a roller coaster."

(Could it be a three-way deal? Someone else on the roller coaster gave something.)

"Hurry up, get something for me!" "Don't be nervous, give me the money first." Vodka couldn't suppress his laughter.

"Here, you have nothing to say about these, right?" The sleazy chairman unfolded the box, revealing stacks of Fukuzawa Yukichi inside. The washing machine, leaning against the wall, watched, sighing inwardly: So much, a hundred million yuan.

"Deal!" "Hurry up, give me the negatives..." The chairman looked anxious and urged with cold sweat on his head.

"These are photos of evidence of your company's firearms smuggling, right? Take them!" Vodka threw the film box to him.

He quickly caught it, pointed at the vodka and asked, "Ah. Is this all the negative is?"

"Of course," Vodka replied nonchalantly. The wretched chairman watched with a guilty conscience for a moment before running away. Vodka looked at him and let him run away.

"Who are those people?" The washing machine was still thinking about who the people in the winery were.

Then a cold voice came over, "The detective game ends here!", and with a "bang", Gin's century stick struck...