"Suicide?"


    Gao Cheng stood beside the body with both hands in his hands. As the forensics moved the body, he noticed the thin traces on the wrist of the body.


    It''s like being strangled by some kind of thin line


    Gao Cheng grabs the old man''s arm and looks at it.


    "It''s too early to say it''s suicide, officer Yamamura."


    "Eh?" Uncle Maori and his party stopped.


    "This is," the mountain village hold surprised way, "seems to have been bound by something! It seems that... "


    "It should be the traces of rubber bands," mingshikuan interrupted in a cold sweat. "My father likes to tie everything with rubber bands, and usually his hands and wrists are always tied with rubber bands..."


    "Rubber band?"


    "Officer," the officer said in a voice, "there are a lot of rubber bands under the pillow."


    "This, this."


    The village let off steam again: "this old man is really strange."


    "There''s something wrong with my dad''s spirit," mingshikuanren said, looking at the old man''s body. "I said some strange things at dinner, so I talked with him for a long time before I left."


    "Really?"


    "Yes, he said he would just die, but I didn''t expect it to be like this..."


    It''s a heavy night. The rain keeps washing the forest and the only old house in the forest. With the bell ringing, it''s 1 a.m. unconsciously. People waiting in the living room are yawning, but the investigation is still not over.


    Gao Cheng acts as a temporary forensic doctor to help check the body, and Conan follows him like an asshole. He wants to speak, but he can''t make a sound.


    "Dumb? I want you to be talkative. "


    After checking Conan''s throat, Gao Cheng shook his head and said, "it''s OK. It''s just a temporary loss of voice. Just go to the hospital tomorrow."


    Conan looked anxious: "ah ah..."


    "Don''t worry, I won''t let this suicide case close. I know who the killer is..."


    Gao Cheng filters clues in his mind and looks directly at Mingshi Yanfu''s bleeding gums.


    "In medicine, especially dentistry, I know better than you... Well, I''m much smarter than you."


    "..." Conan held his throat in silent protest.


    "It''s still one of the most important things," Gao Cheng ignored Conan and focused on looking around the room. "It should still be in this room..."


    ……


    In the living room on the first floor, Yamamura found the tired people and was embarrassed to ask, "everyone has been working hard. I don''t know if he thought of anything? For example, suspicious people appear around, or strange sounds are heard... "


    "Well..."


    "Speaking of it," Xiaolan recalled in the expectant eyes of the mountain village, "when I went upstairs for the first time, I heard the sound of whining in the master''s room, as if I was crying..."


    "Cry, cry?"


    "I must have cried when I decided to commit suicide," said uncle Maori, holding his chin. "In a word, this incident is very obvious. Mr. Yanfu in the bedroom on the second floor was hanged at about 9:30 in the evening. At that time, Xiaolan, Conan, Yuanzi, Kuanren... And Chenghu kids were all in this living room, with an alibi


    "I had no motive to commit the crime when I was taking a bath, and I didn''t even know where the rope was... Besides, Xiaolan went to check twice. The first time the light was on, but the second time the light was off. It''s all suicide. I can only think that Mr. Yanfu turned off the light in his bedroom, and then hanged himself. So, I''d better finish the search quickly and go back..."


    "This is murder."


    Gao Cheng and Conan open the paper door of the living room and interrupt the conversation.


    "Mr. Yanfu was murdered..."


    "What?" Uncle Maori looked back at Gao Cheng, "how could it be murder?"


    "In fact, when I met Mr. Kuanren in the daytime, I should have thought about it," Gao Cheng looked at Mingshi Kuanren sitting upright. "Mr. Kuanren didn''t go to the tennis court entirely because he was nostalgic for his dead wife, but he planned to invite someone to his home at the beginning, right?"


    "I want to invite students..."


    "To be exact, it''s to ask someone to do an alibi for you."


    Gao Cheng affirmed: "the student who should have been looking for was not on the tennis court because of the rain, so he wanted to come to me. After I refused, he unexpectedly came to us in the evening. The evidence is that curry rice has a lot of weight..."


    "I usually make a lot of curry," Mingshi Kuanren said with a stiff smile, "because I often entertain students who have a good relationship to eat, but it''s raining today. No one comes to the tennis court..."


    "Is that so?" Gao Cheng stares at Mingshi Kuan and says, "I just want to ask you. You said that Mr. Yanfu visited the dentist a few days ago, right?"


    "Yes, yes..."


    "You can''t eat stimulating food after tooth extraction. How can you prepare spicy curry for your father who has been an athlete health coach?"


    "It''s true, but I don''t know if my father has pulled out his teeth," mingshikuan said in a sweat. "And the spicy curry is also my father''s request... Detective Chenghu, do you suspect that I killed my father? How can I... "" just now the police found a tooth in the leftover curry, "Gao Cheng continued to look at Mingshi Kuan humanely," and we also checked Mr. Yanfu''s mouth. If it was pulled out a few days ago, the root wound would shrink to a certain extent, and the blood at the wound should be coagulated, but the actual situation is not like this, Even the teeth beside him are loose and irregular... "That is to say, Mr. Yan Fu lost his teeth after eating curry. To be exact, he used all his strength to bite the rope, resulting in the final teeth falling off..." "rope?" The village was stunned“ Yes, Mr. Yanfu was actually hanging on the beam with his mouth biting the rope. When he ran out of strength and couldn''t bite the rope, he was formally strangled and hanged. At that time, his teeth fell off and fell into the curry, "Gao Cheng nodded." what Xiaolan heard was not his cry, but a cry for help, It''s just that I can''t call out because I''m biting the rope... "Xiaolan''s face is slightly white:" how can this happen? "“ But, "Yamamura said, taking out his Notepad," there is no trace of the rope in Mr. Yanfu''s mouth. "“ This is because of the handkerchief. After the killer wrapped the rope in the handkerchief, he let Mr. Yanfu bite... "" hum, "Uncle Maori''s brows crowded together." in this case, why doesn''t he hold the rope with both hands and cry for help with empty mouth? And the light was turned off when Xiaolan went there for the second time. No one had been to the bedroom during that time... "Isn''t there a thin binding mark on Mr. Yanfu''s wrist? What if it''s not a rubber band, it''s a chandelier cord? " Gao Cheng goes to the chandelier in the living room“ Tie Mr. Yanfu''s wrists with the drawstring of the chandelier and tie a loose knot. Then connect the drawstring with the chandelier in the bedroom on the second floor. In this way, when Mr. Yanfu falls down with all his strength, the drawstring will turn off the chandelier at the same time, and the loose knot will be pulled open... "Uncle and moustache tremble:" don''t think I don''t know, this kind of chandelier has three levels of brightness, It takes three times to completely turn off the lamp. The first time I turn off the fluorescent lamp on the outer ring. Even if I pull it twice, the light bulb in the middle is still on, just a little darker... "Uncle pulled his rather annoying pull rope, and demonstrated to turn it off and on“ See? So... "