Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

Chapter 672: Organization members solve the case personally?

As core members of the organization, they were so proactive in getting involved in the case.

On the one hand, Vermouth wanted to finish the case quickly so that she could enjoy her time alone.

On the other hand, she also wanted to test her own reasoning skills.

Finally, the two met on the deck, and Baijiu was the first to speak.

"Well, beautiful detective, have you found anything?"

Vermouth smiled and said, "Of course. In the machine room downstairs, I found a little blood on the floor and an empty shell from a pistol."

After that, she took out the bullet shell wrapped in tissue paper and took out a letter from her pocket.

"You're quite professional." Baijiu gently stroked the ends of her hair.

"I also found this unusual piece of paper. Although it had been crumpled up and thrown away as trash, you can tell from it like this."

"Where did you find it?"

Baijiu pointed his thumb back: "It's right at the entrance of the restaurant. I found it in the trash can."

Vermouth subconsciously pinched her nose with her hand and handed him a wet wipe: "Did you find it in the trash can in the bathroom?"

Baijiu nodded.

"Don't forget to take a shower tonight, or you can forget about sharing a bed with me."

"I always take a shower every day." Baijiu smiled helplessly.

Vermouth took the envelope. Although she said she was disgusted, her body was honest, even though her hands were dirty and covered with dust.

She still held his big hand, took it, and opened the envelope.

This is not the first time she has said something that is not in line with her thoughts.

Baijiu put away his smile, wiped it, leaned forward and said seriously.

"By the way, what exactly is written in that letter?"

"Go to the computer room and wait for me, Furukawa Daigami." Vermouth said indifferently.

"Why is it this guy called Furukawa again?"

Baijiu felt a little overwhelmed and confused.

"There are bloodstains and empty bullet shells." Baijiu lifted up the cloth-covered corpse.

He raised his lips and smiled, a flash of light appeared in his mind: "Yes! Someone shot a bullet in the temple. This is indeed the mark of the bullet."

When Vermouth heard this, he immediately got a clue and looked down at the envelope: "This burnt person, he read this letter first and was found in the machine room."

"There, he was hit on the head with a heavy object and was put into this box."

"That's right." Baijiu stroked his chin: "I think this is it."

"That's right." Baijiu put his arm on the railing and felt the sea breeze in his face.

"What was written on the piece of paper you found?"

"I think it should be typed word by word on the computer, just like the letter."

Vermouth held the envelope in her hand and continued, "Let's meet at the stern. Furukawa Daisuke, this proves that someone deliberately wanted to lure Mr. Kujirai to the deck."

"How do you know?" Baijiu looked at Vermouth in confusion.

"On what basis do you assert that this is addressed to Kujira?"

Vermouth smiled flatteringly and patted Baijiu on the shoulder: "This is the information gap."

"Because two crew members saw it with their own eyes, after twelve o'clock."

"I saw Kujirai walking to the stern with a green face, screaming at the top of his lungs."

"Hey! I'm here!"

"Later, when the crew member opened his mouth and spoke to him, he was startled."

“He almost peed his pants. Then, he specifically gave instructions to the two crew members.”

"Don't tell anyone what just happened."

"Ha, what do these two crew members mean?" Baijiu clenched his fists: "Why when I asked them just now, they said they didn't know anything."

Vermouth smiled and said, "It may have something to do with my good looks."

In fact, Vermouth deliberately entrusted the two crew members not to tell anyone, because she wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to temporarily surpass Baijiu.

And they were indeed conquered by Vermouth's beauty.

"Then Mr. Kujirai returned to the lounge and joined our game."

"After that, the crew thought someone else might come here, so they kept waiting here."

"In the end, no one came, and I was almost frozen to death."

"They were about to go back to work when they heard the gunshot from the upper deck."

"Then...at this time, did the box catch fire?" Baijiu asked curiously.

“No.” Vermouth shook her head firmly: “There was no fire at that time, and there was no automatic detonation device found in the box.”

Baijiu clapped his hands and suddenly realized: "That is to say, the murderer is now on the deck above, making the gunshots."

"Then light the flag while everyone is rushing up to the deck."

"You walked down here again and set fire to this first aid kit?"

"It seems that there is still a gap between me and you." Vermouth pinched Baijiu's face: "You guessed the process so quickly."

Baijiu smiled and continued to reason: "In this case, it's no wonder that Jingjing was so scared that he looked like he had lost his soul."

"Yes."

Vermouth turned her head and looked to the side: "If something goes wrong, he might be burned to a charred corpse here."

"The problem now is that the murderer was on the upper deck and fired shots into the air."

"Is it possible to get here without bumping into anyone?"

"alright."

Baijiu stretched lazily: "Now that we have clues about the murderer, it is only a matter of time before we know this detail."

Vermouth was a little shocked: "Huh? Do you know the whole story?"

"What? You know that too?"

Baijiu showed an intriguing smile: "In this case, let's compare the answers, if they are the same."

"I will follow your arrangements unconditionally tonight."

When Vermouth heard this, her expression suddenly became serious. She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of waves hitting the hull.

"First, there is the mysterious old man who claims to be Da Caisan. If what you said is true, he must be able to get out of the ship and turn back without being hit by anyone."

"If he appeared in the boat without anyone noticing, this must have been set up by the murderer—"

"Fake!!!" they said in unison.

"There are two people who may have committed the crime."

"Yes."

Baijiu echoed, "The most noteworthy thing here is that the elbow of the corpse, which showed signs of thermal rigidity, only bent in front of the face."

"But the knees were completely bent up, even though the murderer tried to move the body down as far as possible when putting it into the box."

"Then put your hands on both sides of your head and raise them upwards. The only person who can do this is one person."

Vermouth curled her lips and smiled: "The reason why we are deliberately creating confusion is actually to make people think that he was killed."

"In fact, he is still hiding somewhere on the ship."

"Ah?" Baijiu was confused: "What do you mean?"

"You know, this watch is the best——"

"It seems that even the great detective can make mistakes sometimes." Vermouth smiled faintly: "This is just a trap set by the murderer."

"Don't you see that?"