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Ogiwara Keie's originally pale face is now turning a sickly white.

Upon hearing Qi Ming's accusation, she immediately retorted, "No, it couldn't be me! How could I possibly kill Tajima!"

"Shut up, prisoner, and listen to my reasoning," Qi Ming said softly, putting his index finger to his lips.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes slightly unfocused, exuding a calm and composed air.

She looks exactly like the character known as "Ultimate Luck" in a certain healing game.

“At that time, we were all in the stage hall. Apart from Ito Koki, the only ones who could take action were you and Chikaishi Tetsufumi.”

"You knew that Kenzo Tajima was in Tetsuo Chikaishi's room, so you devised a plan to lure him out, relying on the note in Tajima's pocket."

"Then you murdered Kenzo Tajima in the room. Because you were covered in blood and couldn't escape, you decided to pretend to be the first person to discover the murder scene. You screamed to attract attention and then lay down in the room."

Qi Ming gave Ogiwara Keie a mocking smile.

Are you satisfied with my reasoning?

satisfaction?

How could anyone be satisfied!

Ogiwara shouted loudly to prove his innocence.

"How could that be? I already said I was drawn there by the noise! ​​I'm easily scared, so what's so unreasonable about me fainting after seeing that scene?"

Qi Ming nodded. "Where's the evidence?"

Ogiwara Keie's expression froze. "What evidence?"

"Hehe." Qi Ming tilted his head slightly and tapped his temple, his tone slightly mocking.

"Who can prove that you walked through the aisle?"

"Who can prove that what you're saying is true?"

"I, I..." Ogiwara Keie unconsciously took several steps back.

Indeed, there are no surveillance cameras here, so no one can prove whether what she said is true or false!

Ogiwara Keie looked at Chikaishi Tetsuo with hopeful eyes, "Mr. Chikaishi, you should have heard me walking outside, right?"

Chikashi Tetsuo looked away. "No, I didn't hear that."

"How can it be?!"

Ogiwara Ikee looked even more flustered, clutching her chest and repeatedly telling her companions about her innocence.

However, no one responded.

Except Conan.

……

"Brother Qi Ming, that can't be right, can it? Sister Ogihara shouldn't be the murderer!"

Conan sensed something was wrong.

Although Qi Ming's explanation was reasonable, there were too many suspicious points at the scene, and much of the evidence was not used!

"Brother Qi Ming, if it really was Sister Ogiwara who killed her, then what was her motive?" Conan questioned.

When Ogihara Keie heard Conan speak up for her, she nodded repeatedly.

Yes, she had no motive to kill him at all. She wasn't a serial killer, so what was the point of killing Mr. Tajima for no reason?

"Heh." Qi Ming chuckled lightly, "Isn't the motive quite obvious?"

"Inspector Megure, now that you know the deceased is Edo Kid, what do you think the nature of this case should be?"

"It must be a case of double-crossing or unequal distribution of spoils..." Inspector Megure replied, a look of sudden realization on his face.

Qi Ming smiled at Conan, "That's the motive."

Conan's face darkened. "What about the vase?"

"That vase was clearly picked up by the deceased and smashed on the murderer's head in protest, yet Miss Ogiwara was not injured!"

Qi Ming explained calmly upon hearing this.

"Oh, didn't the officer just say that the hair and blood on it are man-made? Who said the victim threw it in self-defense against the killer's head?"

Conan was momentarily speechless; indeed, he had almost forgotten this information.

But judging from the shards of that vase and the remaining artificial bloodstains, this could only be a form of resistance against the blows!

"Then do you know what that hair and artificial blood actually are?" Conan pressed.

Qi Ming shrugged helplessly: "Who knows? It's just something completely unrelated to the case, I don't need to think about it."

No, it shouldn't be like this!

Conan had a strange feeling that those things were important clues, but...

He had absolutely no idea how to use or explain it!

Conan is certain that Ogiwara Ikee is not the culprit, but who is the real killer?

While Conan was annoyed, he suddenly remembered what Qi Ming had told him: That's right, that clue hadn't been used yet!

"What about the shoe print you mentioned earlier, Brother Qi Ming?" Conan asked quickly.

"That shoe print, which is only size 30, is something you mentioned yourself. The victim's wound, the shoe print—the killer has dwarfism, so it's clearly impossible for Ogiwara Keie to be the one!"

Qi Ming raised an eyebrow.

This detective certainly has a lot of verbal bullets at his disposal.

However, I apologize, but I have also prepared explanations for those clues.

"Is that really the case? Dwarfism, I thought so too before, but as you can see, there's just too much messy evidence at the scene, so it's actually a useless clue."

Qi Ming clapped his hands insincerely at Conan.

"And there's the most crucial point."

Qi Ming took out his phone and played a recording.

That was the testimony given by Ogiwara Keie earlier.

In the darkness, a child bumped into me.

Qi Ming asked Ogiwara Keie with a playful tone, "Miss Ogiwara, why are you so sure it was a child?"

"You can say it's an object, you can say it's someone else, but why are you so sure it's a child?"

Ogiwara Keie was a little dazed.

Why did she think it was a child?

It was completely dark, and I couldn't see anything, so why did I think it was a child?

Could it really be that she did all of this?

But why does she have no memory of this at all?

Conan's expression gradually darkened as he looked at Ito Kokoro, whose face was filled with fear, and Ogiwara Ikee, who seemed to have lost the ability to think.

No, this is wrong...

During this time, Conan listened numbly to Qi Ming's reasoning, opening his mouth several times only to close it again.

But he had no way to refute it; what Qi Ming said was indeed plausible.

But are all these clues at the scene useless?

A broken vase, inexplicable artificial hair and blood, and two sudden power outages...

Qi Ming's current reasoning is like assembling a model.

Although there were 700 parts in total, Qi Ming only used 680 parts to make the finished product.

Even though the model is stable and sturdy, the seller isn't going to give you 20 extra parts for free!

Qi Ming's reasoning was wrong, but he couldn't find any valid points to support it!

Conan lowered his head, feeling for the first time how powerless he was in the face of the case.