Conan Super Detective

Dongma sneered.

"Is it because of excessive inhalation of harmful gases that caused physical damage?"

Bella guessed.

"No, it's not that simple."

Dongma shook his head.

"By the way, how many glasses of water did that guy just drink?"

Taking a look at the empty glass in Bella's hand, Dong Ma suddenly asked.

"Maybe you don't believe it, this is already the third largest cup."

Bella said silently, while pouring water with the water purifier next to her.

"Don't let him drink, this guy may be delaying our time!"

Mei Hezi frowned.

"No, continue to let him drink, I think he might need a bigger glass."

Dongma showed a slight smile.

...

"Mr. Wentang, do I need to go to the toilet?"

Then Dong Ma walked into the interrogation room and seemed to ask casually.

"what?"

Wentang looked at Dongma strangely.

"I ask you, do you need to go to the toilet?"

Dongma smiled and continued to ask.

"No, no, thank you."

Wentang replied confusedly.

"When you were fighting with your accomplice Sumida last night, he should have cut you with something, right? If I guess, it should be something like a fruit knife..."

"what are you saying?!"

Dongma's inexplicable words made Wentang's face puzzled, and the cold sweat on his forehead was still dripping down like rain.

"The final result should be that you controlled him, but judging from your pale face, the wound must be serious."

Dongma continued to speak his own reasoning to himself.

"..."

Wentang lowered his head and fell silent.

"I believe what you said before, you were shocked, but not because you knew the crime of your own accomplices, but because he was shocked that he actually wanted to resist your control and severely injured you. As a result, you had to drag the wound that was far from healed the next day to the Metropolitan Police Department for interrogation."

Dongma sniffed his nose carefully, and finally found a hint of blood in the interrogation room filled with model glue.

"That wound caused you to lose a lot of blood, about one liter, so that you are as weak as you are now. Your body needs a lot of water to replenish the lost blood, otherwise you drank three glasses of water, early It's time to ask to go to the toilet."

Dongma said with a sneer.

"Just because I didn't go to the bathroom, you thought I was a murderer?!"

Wentang asked excitedly.

"There is also model glue. You have the pungent smell all over your body. At first I just thought you accidentally spilled it on your body, but now it looks like you should have glued the wound with glue."

Dongma said leisurely.

"What wound?"

Wentang quibbleed with eyes dodgingly.

"The wound you hide under your clothes, the wound that was forcibly glued with model glue!"

Dongma snapped.

"In fact, this kind of first aid is often used in the military. Because there is no time for sutures, war doctors will use this method to treat wounds urgently. And you also used this method to prevent yourself from being injured in the hospital. recording."

Dongma's aggressive words finally made Wentang couldn't help it.

"I think I have nothing to say, and if I want to ask me anything, I think I must ask my lawyer to be there!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can prove that the wound on your body has nothing to do with the case in front of the medical experts we will invite next."

Dongma sneered disdainfully.

"I... was accidentally scratched by a metal piece in the hangar last night. I was going to the hospital, but Sumida called... I was very angry, so I glued the wound... "

This leaky explanation was directly interrupted by Dongma.

"Well, let's assume that you are right. Guess how much blood splashed on Sumida's body?"

Dongma said with a sneer.

"If we find his body, I'm afraid you will soon become the first suspect."

"I didn't kill anyone! And you don't have a corpse to prove that a murder happened!"

Wentang yelled angrily.

"Of course there is, and I know where to find the corpse! Because the wrench as a murder weapon, after killing Sumida with it, you threw him into the pale salt water lake. In Izu and around Tokyo, those who meet this condition There is only the artificial pale saltwater lake."

Dongma said confidently.

"Last night Sumida called you and told you that we suspected that he was transporting drugs, so you found the wrench in the artificial pale salt water lake, then killed him directly, and left the wrench in him. In this warehouse, the crime of killing Mizuki was blamed on Sumida..."

"Well, I have to say it's a good culprit, but unfortunately you are injured."

Dongma looked at Wentang who wanted to argue but didn't know how to argue.

"So, the current situation is that we know that you killed Sumida and Mizuki, and of course the three lawyers who were on the same plane... I know you don’t have time to dispose of the corpse, and we can also find it in the artificial pale saltwater lake. Corpse, but considering the size of the artificial lake, I think you should be willing to save us a little time in exchange for lenient sentencing."

Dongma's last words finally defeated Wentang's psychological defense.