"What else?" Asked the service department with interest.


    "Er, let me see," Mu Mu took out a bunch of photos from his arms, "the four building blocks dropped around the president''s body..."


    "If it''s a building block, there are many beside the body." The Ministry of clothing looked at the square blocks piled up next to the traces of the corpse. There were words or patterns on each side of the blocks.


    "But only these four blocks are stained with the president''s fingerprints and ink," Mumu said, placing the photo on the table. "If you arrange the ink stained surfaces together..."


    "Toys?"


    Uncle looked at the characters on the building blocks in the picture in surprise.


    "But it could be a new year cake shop..."


    "And then there is this," Mumu then took out a top-down photo of the scene. "This is the photo when the body was found. At that time, the four building blocks were mixed with other building blocks and were all placed in front of the body."


    Gao Cheng followed.


    A man with blood on his head fell to the ground, his hands and feet were tied, and his hands were just a pool of ink behind him.


    From the photos, we can see that the scene is quite intact, including the ink bottle on the table, the ink flowing to the ground, the body tied up, and the square blocks piled up in front of the body


    "Is the ink on the table the same as the bottle that has been turned over?" Uncle Maori said in a voice, "the problem is who stained the ink on the building block. Although there is the president''s fingerprint on it, it may be that the prisoner intentionally stained the dead president..."


    Conan interrupted and asked, "are these four blocks really the only ones with fingerprints?"


    "No," Mu Mu shook his head. "The other blocks that fell on the ground also had fingerprints, but only these four touched the most. They were everywhere, not only six sides, but also the concave places where the characters were engraved."


    "That is to say, these four building blocks are the death message left by the president before he was killed. Officer, are the four building blocks still there?" he said with a smile


    "Sent to the identification Department..."


    "Wait a minute," said uncle Maori angrily, who was almost completely robbed of the limelight. "How can you be so sure it''s a death message?"


    "It''s very simple. The president''s hand is tied back. In this way, he can''t see the selection of building blocks with his own eyes. The reason why there are fingerprints on six sides is that he uses his fingers to grope for the marks of words to judge where ink should be stained inside..."


    Taking a look at Gao Cheng, the service department continued: "however, if you find these four blocks in a pile of building blocks, the other blocks don''t have too many fingerprints. This is because this kind of building block engraves the pseudonym of the same consonant on one block. You just need to touch it a little to know if it''s right


    "As for whether it was left by the murderer... Fingerprints are mainly left by the sweat and grease on the fingers, which will not be secreted after death. Therefore, even if a dead person holds a building block, only one or two of the earliest fingerprints can be stained. They can''t be stained everywhere like this


    "In addition, there are traces of rope stained with ink everywhere on the floor, which can also be proved. I''m afraid that the president secretly selected these four blocks from the back and put them back into the pile of blocks after the selected side was stained with ink. Because he didn''t know when he would be killed, he was so scared that his hands were full of sweat..."


    Hattori was thinking, looking at the picture of the building block.


    "That is to say, the president is eager to leave information before being found by the prisoner. Maybe he will make a mistake in case. This is the toy company. Does the president really want to leave the word" toy "


    "It''s amazing..."


    Xiao Lan looked at the analysis of the clothing department.


    "I''ve known so much since I got here..."


    "Yes, yes," he said happily, "it''s Pingci in the end!"


    "Hello, hello..."


    Gao Cheng''s eyelids trembled: "who am I here to help?"


    "This..." and Ye Hong laughed awkwardly and said, "yes, we can''t be led by Pingci. It''s a reasoning competition. If we lose, we''ll go to Jiaziyuan..."


    "Chenghu senior," Xiaolan looked forward to Gaocheng, "do you have any opinion?"


    "Not yet."


    Gao Cheng quietly looks at the scene of the murder.


    Of course, he doesn''t have no idea. After understanding the situation, the event of the mifua Art Museum has been wandering in his mind for a long time. This time, the situation seems to be related to some extent. However, he doesn''t want to have too much expectation with Ye until he finds out the truth.


    The service department and Conan, under normal circumstances, he really can''t compare


    "When it comes to toys," Mu Mu said with a headache, "we think these four blocks may be clues to death information, so we searched the whole office carefully, but we didn''t find any suspicious toys..."


    "What about the other suspicious things?"


    "Only the murder weapon golf club used by the criminal and the high-grade fur coat with the president''s blood that the criminal was wearing were found in this office..."


    Mu Mu asked the police to bring two pieces of evidence sealed in transparent bags.


    "But the golf club and overcoat belong to the president himself. It is said that he put them in the room. According to these two things, no prisoner can be found


    "I don''t understand why the prisoner had to wear this overcoat, and the president''s room hasn''t been turned over..." "hum," Uncle Maori said, "I must have sneaked in while the president was out. When I saw this high-grade fur coat, I wanted to see if it was suitable for me. Then the president just came back and found it, The prisoner tied up the president and forced him to ask for the code. Then he started to kill him. The coat was stained with the president''s blood. Of course, he couldn''t wear it any more, so he took it off and ran away... "Mu Mu looked at the eloquent uncle, but his face became suspicious. He didn''t know whether to believe it or not“ "Wait a minute," the clothing department interrupted the uncle. "The bloodstain on this coat is only blurred on the left shoulder, as if it had been wiped by something..." "well," sighed Mu Mu Mu, "it''s also a mystery. I can''t find anywhere in this office that matches the bloodstain on the coat."“ Hi, what''s the matter, "Uncle hummed," maybe I touched my hand when I took off my coat. Didn''t I leave gloves at the scene? "“ Speaking of bloodstain... "Conan leaned over the bloodstain on the head of the corpse and interrupted again:" the bloodstain here is very strange. If you don''t look carefully, you can''t see it. However, the spattered bloodstain has a trace of being cut off. It seems that something has been put here... "" indeed, "the clothing department squatted curiously to the side," but what has been put in this place? There''s the TV ahead... "TV?" At the same time, Conan kimono looks at the TV not far away, and gets up to look for the remote control“ Hello, "Mu Mu Mu was sweating, looking at the clothing department looking for the table," don''t touch it. This table still looks hungry at the time of the crime! "“ It''s just looking for the remote control... Yes! " The service department opens the manuscript paper, takes out the TV remote control with a bright eye, and turns on the TV in the bewildering eyes“ TV is an external input state, that is to say, the camera originally placed here may be... "" if the camera is used, "Mu Mu Leng said," there is one in the president''s room. "“ Then ask the police officer of the identification section to check if there is any blood on it, officer Mumu. " The clothing department didn''t know when it had already twisted its hat, and it was getting more and more excited“ Oh, oh Mu Mu orders the police constable in a daze, looking at the quiet Gao Cheng, some of whom hate iron but not steel. Maori at least analyzed a few words, but after Gao Cheng came, he looked like a bystander“ Brother Chenghu, why are you so dumb? " Mu Mu quite some anxious, "how also can''t lose to outsider?"“ Er... "Gao Cheng was slightly embarrassed, but it was hard to explain. There are some differences between his investigation methods and those of the service department and Conan. He doesn''t need to be competitive. The important thing is to collect clues for deductive argument. In fact, he is not without a little harvest. Compared with Conan, his observation is not bad at all. Even if he can''t remember the case, he is more sensitive to details than others. This is his advantage. Conan''s direction is right, but in his opinion, they ignore many details. There are a few doubts. First of all, the desk looks quite neat. If there is a fight, the ink bottle can''t just be overturned. And the location of the ink, the location of the body, and the location of the building blocks... It seems too coincidental that the murderer would simply let the victim leave a death message. If there is a camera on the side, it is even more strange. In the original incident of the mifua Art Museum, the director of Luohe was wearing armor and deliberately let the victim leave false death information in the surveillance. Another thing... Gao Cheng looks at the calendar hanging on the wall beside the body. There are still some clues to collect. Xiao AI looks up at Gao Cheng. As in the past, we are still so serious when we investigate cases, and we will not smile like other people when we solve puzzles. However, it always gives us a sense of stability. It seems that we have gained a lot. Finding Heye and Xiaolan who are distressed and meditating on the death message, Xiaoai casually comforts them: "don''t worry, if he is willing to help others, he can do it."“ Why“ However, "he Ye looked at Gao Cheng with a bitter face." I heard Ping CI say that what Chenghu is not good at is code solving, right? Pingci will certainly untie the death message first... "I just have this feeling." Xiao AI turned her back and looked at Conan and the clothing department, who were also under investigation. It''s boring to use the result of reasoning competition to decide where to go