Fangzheng sat in a chair silently, watching the "sleeping Kogoro" deducing over there without saying a word.
Just as he thought, after getting the hint from Fangzheng, it didn't take Conan long to find the murderer and crack his modus operandi.
The coroner said that judging from the time of death, the time of death should be around one o'clock in the afternoon. At that time, only Kogoro Mori, the Shimasato sisters and Mr. Seiji were in the hotel. But the murderer was not among them. On the contrary, the real murderer was Manager Arimori who went to the plateau with Fangzheng and the others!!
His criminal modus operandi was also very strange. In fact, Manager Arimori did not kill Chizuru Beyzen immediately. He excused himself to check the doors and windows. After Fang Zheng and the others left, he went to Qianhe Beqian's room and knocked him out. Then, he quietly took the unconscious Qianhe Beqian Beqian to the bus he drove.
It wasn't until noon that he excused himself to prepare a bento. He returned to the bus alone, strangled Chizuru Beyzen, and made it look like she had committed suicide. Well, this was really a bento for Chizuru Beyzen.
When he returned to the hotel in the afternoon, he excused himself to have a problem with the engine of his car and asked the others to leave first. He then quickly took out the hang glider that he had prepared earlier from the bus (yes, Manager Arimori once said that he and Miss Shinobu liked hang gliders when he introduced himself), then set off from the plateau with Chizuru Beyzen's body on his back and flew all the way back to the hotel.
Then, he brought Chizuru Beyzen's body from the balcony back to her room, created a suicide scene, and left through the door. He fixed the safety lock from the outside to create the illusion of a suicide chamber.
Then, he sneaked into the trunk of Miss Shinobu's car and called Miss Shinobu, saying that his car could not be repaired, and asked Miss Shinobu to pick him up. After arriving at the place, while Miss Shinobu and Lan were not paying attention, he secretly climbed out of the trunk and pretended that he had been on the plateau all along.
"I don't understand...."
Upon hearing Conan's reasoning, Little Grief wore a depressed look. Fangzheng nodded as well.
"Yeah, I think so too."
He understood why Little Grief was like this. It was actually very simple. People like Little Grief and Fangzheng liked to use scientific thinking and logic to deduce everything. They would subconsciously reduce the unreasonable factors and then try their best to control the situation.
For example, what if someone followed Manager Arison to prepare the bento? What if someone was curious enough to look at the bus and found the unconscious Qianhe? What if someone was curious enough to look at the bus? What if they found the unconscious Qianhe? What if Manager Mori was discovered on the way back to the hotel while carrying Qianhe's corpse? Moreover, the temperature dropped at night, and there would be strong winds in the mountains. What if the direction of the wind changed?
Even if he returned to the hotel, there would still be all kinds of errors. For example, what if Miss Zimon checked the trunk? Or was the manager seen climbing out of the trunk?
There were too many uncontrollable factors. If this was a scientific experiment, given Fangzheng and Xiao Ai's personalities, the fewer uncontrollable factors there were, the better. Otherwise, it was better to be safe than sorry, wasn't it?
Committing a crime like this was like rolling dice. There was a 50% chance of success and 50% chance of failure, but the problem was that it strangely succeeded every time.
That was why Fangzheng asked Conan to make deductions every time. It was because he really could not understand it, let alone believe that these seemingly whimsical means of committing crimes could succeed every time ….
What made them even more speechless was that the evidence that Manager Yousen was a criminal was actually the powder of Alpine Butterfly on his body. Because the powder was also on Chizuru Bei Qian's body, it proved that Chizuru Bei Qian did not stay in the hotel.
However, if they thought about it carefully, they would be speechless. After all, Manager Arison was going to kill someone. Shouldn't he have cleaned up his body as much as possible before killing someone? Moreover, the butterfly powder fell on Manager Arison's shoulder when they just arrived at the plateau in the morning. It was already one o 'clock in the afternoon when Manager Arison killed Qianhe.
Even if you were a normal person, you should have cleaned up the powder on your body long ago. Why did you still keep it? What the hell?
Was there something wrong with his brain?
"Don't ask."
Fangzheng appeared very calm in the face of Grief's depression.
"Ask about Ke Xue."
This was not scientific at all, but it was Ke Xue. That was enough.
Fangzheng and Grief could explain science, but they could not explain Ke Xue. Only Conan could explain Ke Xue.
That was why he was the protagonist.
As expected, Manager Arison broke down and began to explain his motive for committing the crime. It turned out that Manager Arison's younger brother had met Chizuru when he was in college in Tokyo. They dated each other for a while, but Chizuru only used him as a spare tire and a bootlicker. Gradually, Arison's younger brother could not meet Chizuru's demands for money. In the end, he even mortgaged their father's inheritance and the hotel to the bank in exchange for money to win Chizuru's favour.
In the end, of course, the bootlicker had nothing left. Qianhe still dumped him, and Arison's younger brother died in an accident while flying on a hang glider due to his mental absent-mindedness. Because of this, the hotel was taken away by the bank and resold to someone else. And because that person was an old friend of Manager Arison, they agreed to let him continue to stay here.
Manager Arison did not want to kill Chizuru Beisei. He invited Chizuru Beisei to meet him last night, hoping that Chizuru Beisei would burn incense and apologise to his younger brother. However, the fact was that the bootlicker did not die a good death, and no one cared about him at all. In the face of Manager Arison's request, Chizuru Beisei said, "It's none of my business. That person fell in love with me without my permission. I didn't beg him." This aroused Manager Arison's killing intent. In the end, he decided to kill Chizuru Beisei …
How to put it, the bootlicker and the green tea party both got what they deserved.
It was just that Manager Arison was a little pitiful.
He was really unlucky to have such a prodigal younger brother.
Of course, Chizuru Beisei was also courting death. Fangzheng did not sympathize with him at all.
Since the criminal had confessed to the crime, the next step was naturally to go through the process of arresting him and bringing him to justice.
Mr. Seiji and the president were also very depressed. After all, one of them lost his wife and one of his underlings, and they were killed for such a reason. One could imagine how many people would curse at Chizuru Beisei after the case was revealed.
Green tea bitches were not welcomed anywhere.
As for Miss Zimon, she was also very miserable. Although she was the hotel's chef, she was only a chef. Now that the hotel had a murder case, and the culprit was the manager, the hotel might be completely closed down in the future. She would also lose her job.
The twin sisters also lost their jobs. Strictly speaking, they were even more miserable than Miss Zimon, because this was the second time ….
After Conan solved the case, he patted his butt and left. He did not even think about solving the mess he left behind. From a certain point of view, he and Xiao Lan were not fated to be together.
Count how many people you've ruined, homeless, closed their doors, and lost their jobs because of you. You still want to be lucky enough to fall in love with someone like you?
Impossible!
Dream on!
From this, it could be seen that God was still fair.
Everyone left the hotel one after another, and Fangzheng also found the twins at this time.
"Miss Shimori."
"What can I do for you? Mr. Fangzheng. "
Seeing Fangzheng appear, the twins hurriedly perked up and asked. Fangzheng looked at them and smiled.
"May I ask, what are your plans next?"
"…."
Hearing Fangzheng's question, the Shimori sisters also showed depressed expressions and shook their heads speechlessly.
"If you have no place to go next, would you like to come to my house and work as a maid?"
"Huh?"
Hearing this, the twins raised their heads in surprise and looked at Fangzheng.
"Can I? Mr. Fangzheng? "
"Of course. I'm very optimistic about your professionalism."
Fangzheng was not just looking at them out of pity. In fact, the sisters' maid skills were indeed maxed out. Take the House of Masks for example. The dinner they had at that time was very delicious, and the sisters cleaned up the big house very neatly.
Although Fangzheng had previously said that he wanted Miyano Mingmei to be his maidservant, she was now more like his secretary. She was always out on business trips and discussing business deals. She had no time to work as a maidservant.
Xiao Ai had turned into a child, and he did not expect her to clean the house, so this kind of thing was better left to the professionals.
"Is this really okay …?"
But soon, the Shimori sisters asked worriedly again.
"As you know, Mr. Fangzheng, that kind of thing happened at the house we worked at. After that, we asked a friend to help us find our current jobs, but then something like this happened again …."
Speaking up to this point, the Xiali sisters also felt a little uneasy. After all, they had worked in two places consecutively, and people had died in both places. They were probably wondering if they were cursed by something, or if they were infected with some kind of bad luck.
"Don't worry.
It's not your problem. "
Looking at the worried Shimori sisters, Fangzheng chuckled and shrugged.
"If you want to blame someone, blame Mouri Kogoro. You may not know this, but they're the real plague. People die wherever they go. You don't see them often, but I see them every day, so I'm used to it. In fact, when I came to the hotel this time and saw them here, I knew something was wrong …. So you see, it's not your problem. It's just your bad luck that you met the Grim Reaper twice in a row. "
"I see …."
Hearing this, the expressions of the sisters finally relaxed a lot. Fangzheng nodded and took out a business card.
"In short, I welcome you at any time. This is my business card. If you're fired, just call me."
Looking at the business card Fangzheng handed over, the sisters hurriedly reached out and took it. They looked at each other and smiled. When they looked at Fangzheng, they lowered their heads in unison.
"Thank you, Mr. Fangzheng."
"You're welcome."
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