Chapter 469 Crazy Fans
Chapter 469 Crazy Fans
"Is it possible that I was lucky enough to come out of this unscathed without any fanatical fans around me?"
"Heh... maybe it's possible."
Bai Masong sneered,
"But you have fatal evidence on you."
As he spoke, Bai Masong grabbed Daye Yuemin's left arm and lifted it slightly.
Then, the palm wearing a white glove exerted force and lifted up Daye Yuemin's short-sleeved jersey.
When Baimasong lifted her arm up, everyone could see a mark on the inside of Daye Yuemin's left arm, which was roughly the outline of a dagger's pressure mark. If you look closely, you can also see some patterns in the mark.
"This is the evidence you want, Mr. Daye Yuemin."
Bai Masong said lightly,
"I have observed several of you before."
"Perhaps because this train is too crowded and narrow, the three of you all have some marks of pressure on your bodies."
"Ms. Kira wanted to protect the bag she was carrying, so she pressed the buckle of the bag with her right hand, and her left hand was placed on the opening of the bag, causing the ring on her right elbow to be imprinted."
"Both of Funato's hands also had marks of pressure from holding the briefcase for so long."
As soon as Baibamatsu said this, Kira Ren'e and Funato Misaki subconsciously looked towards the place Baibamatsu mentioned.
Sure enough, that place really had the pressure marks mentioned on the surface.
Bai Masong did not stop talking, and continued to speak lightly,
"I thought at the time that if the murderer wanted to assassinate Akano Kakutake in a crowded carriage, it would be impossible for him to take the dagger out of his bag. That would be too much of an action."
"So, the only way you can hide the dagger is to hold it between your left hand and your body, and use your clothes to cover the dagger. When you need to use it, use your right hand to pull the dagger out of the scabbard."
"In this case, the pressure marks on your left hand must be more serious than those of the other two. After all, you need to clamp it tightly to prevent others from noticing it."
As he spoke, Bai Masong looked at Shiratori Renzaburo and took the evidence bag containing the dagger from him.
Then, he handed the dagger to Daye Yuemin.
"I'm sure you've heard about this dagger just now. It's not made in the island country. It's not easy to get it in the island country. Now that we narrow it down to Tokyo and then to the three of you, I'm sure the answer is obvious."
"With the purchase record, and by comparing it with the marks on your body that we took in the photos, it should be enough to prove that the murder weapon at the crime scene was left by you, right?"
Baimasong's plain voice came to an abrupt end here.
Daye Yuemin was also staring blankly at the dagger at this time, and then staring blankly at the marks on her hands.
While he was stunned, Bai Masong had already asked Bai Niao Renzabulang to take pictures of the traces.
After a moment, Daye Yuemin sighed.
He knew he couldn't run away.
"Yes, I was the one who killed Akano Kakutake. It was all for my poor brother..."
Daye Yuemin started the criminal motive narration session again
His things belong to his younger brother. The jersey of Takayuki Higoro that he is wearing also belongs to his younger brother.
But his younger brother is now dead because of Akano Kakutake.
When they went to watch the game, Daye Yuemin's brother had an argument with Akano Kakutake, and was kicked by Akano Kakutake, causing a depression in the skull of Daye Yuemin's brother, and then he died of severe bleeding from the head.
From then on, Daye Yuemin vowed to kill Akano Kakutake in order to avenge her brother, so she planned this murder.
......
After listening to Daye Yuemin's story, everyone handcuffed him, who looked like he had achieved great revenge.
At this time, Conan finally arrived.
"Brother Bai Ma, do you have something to ask me?"
Conan asked the question even though he knew the answer. He was very proud of himself at this moment.
Unexpectedly, Bai Masong would ask for help from him this time. This is a happy thing.
When Bai Ma Song began to seek help from him, it meant that the gap between him and Bai Ma Song was gradually narrowing, until he surpassed him...
"Okay, it's okay, you can go back."
"what?!"
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Night falls
A middle-aged woman with long wavy hair, a slightly plump figure, wearing a fur coat, and who looked to be about 40 years old, exchanged a few words with the proprietress of the izakaya on the side of the road, then walked slowly into the apartment building next door with a slightly drunken step.
The apartment building is not luxurious and looks like it was built five years ago, exuding a sense of office worker vibe.
The street lights downstairs witnessed many office workers like this middle-aged woman, busy going up and down, in and out of this apartment building.
The woman slowly walked up the stairs and came to a house on the third floor.
She casually glanced at the carpet at the door, then fumbled out of her pocket to take out her key and opened the door of Room 303.
After entering the house, the woman kicked off her high heels and walked barefoot on the wooden floor of her home.
Her feet were very white and tender, with almost no wrinkles or dead skin on the surface.
She entered the house, took off her clothes, and walked around the room, as if looking for something.
A moment later, she took out a copy of Fusha's latest fashion magazine from her bedroom, which seemed to be what she had been looking for.
However, after she walked into the living room, she casually threw the magazine on the table without even looking at it.
She grabbed her long wavy hair with her hands and pulled it down, revealing her short gray-green hair.
Then, she wiped it on her face again, and the face of a middle-aged woman who looked about 40 years old and full of wrinkles was torn off by her.
Her face was delicate and cold, and her grey pupils were sparkling.
"Master, it's done."
"No tail left?"
"Don't worry, I have no problem dealing with two minions."
"Okay, there's only one left..."
"..."
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