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Chapter 87 Little Evidence

The inference has reached the most critical point, and no one wants to get stuck at this time, so everyone focuses all their attention on Okata. Because of his appearance, it gradually changed the traditional concept of forensic doctors in everyone's heart...

"With the cooperation of the two people, it also explains well how to create the illusion of hanging death for the corpse. Because it takes a lot of effort to arrange the scene like the scene we just walked into the warehouse, including hanging the corpse on the beam, tying the neck of the corpse with a rope, and not leaving footprints on the scene, so a large area of ​​objects incites the dust on the ground."

Okata's words gradually made many people's ideas clear, and the original complex layout was solved easily. This feeling was like a math problem, explaining the steps, and waiting for the results.

"So where is the real crime scene? Who is the murderer?" Long Nan was completely lazy and asked impatiently.

Okara took out the red fibers he had found in Ichiro's mouth and collected in a transparent small jar: "This fiber is a fabric similar to yarn. Generally, there are few items that can be used. And I'm very surprised that the items of yarn are breathable. If you want to suffocate Ichiro, you have to stack them very thickly to do it."

"Yao?" Kogoro Mouri frowned gently and fell into thinking. The members of the Hamamoto family who were listening on the side were naturally looking for the answer in their minds.

During the brief silence, Okata opened his mouth and broke it first: "My mother is in the United States for import and export of clothing trade, so I have a little understanding of some differences between yarn. Ordinary yarn is usually artificially woven, so when combined into a piece of fabric, the doping components of nylon, polyester and rayon account for more than 80%. When rubbing two fingers, you will feel obvious mistakes, which is the so-called roughness."

"But such fibers are obviously different from ordinary yarns, and are an uncommon category. They have an elegant name called organza!"

Okaba’s eyes trembled, and it turns out that some people in the crowd were shocked after hearing this term, showing unconcealed panic and horror.

"Uh, what is this thing?" Kogoro Mouri scratched his head. Although he was an elder, he still couldn't help asking in front of O's side.

Seeing that many people were not clear about the fabric, even Conan showed a puzzled expression, he explained: "organza, the transliterated name is Organza, which can also be called Koganza. A yarn with a soft texture mostly covers satin or silk."

"And the red fiber in my hand is brightly colored and light in texture after dyeing, which is similar to silk product gauze, but it has a certain hardness and is easy to shape. I am already sure it is Organya."

Shaking the transparent jar in his hand, the red fiber seemed to have digged the mysterious coat under the attention of everyone.

"And the purpose and origin of Organsa can also be said to be one of the evidences to infer the murderer." Okata's eyes passed through the air, and the substantial sharpness made the murderer seem to have nowhere to dodge.

Qi Benqiujiang and Longan looked at Okata with interest, and Xiang Er stood steadily outside the door. Mariko's husband comforted her, leaving only the last couple...

“Ogenya is widely used and has designers used to make dresses, dresses, and even curtains, but in the European clothing field, an unshakable fact is that Orgenya… is a very suitable wedding fabric!”

The moment Okaga's voice paused, the entire warehouse quieted down, and all the sounds seemed to come to an abrupt end. However, everyone's eyes looked at the last side of the crowd in disbelief, Xiao Wu and Qi Ben Xiajiang who had been silent.

Xia Jiang was trembling all over and his face turned slightly pale. Her hands were firmly grasped by Xiao Wu. It seemed like a happy thing for the two of them to lean on each other, but in the eyes of others, they lost that feeling.

"Xia Jiang does have a red wedding dress, which is customized from Europe." Qi Benqiujiang looked at her sister in shock. It was a bit unacceptable that the murderer was actually her who had always shown her gentleness.

Upon hearing this, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes. He broke away from his husband's pull, pushed away the Suo Er who was blocking his eyes, and slapped Xia Jiang with a slap.

Just as she was about to slap Xia Jiang on the face, Xiao Wu grabbed Mariko's arm with one hand and gritted her teeth: "Don't hurt her."

"Bastard, you killed my son!" Mariko's other hand was about to move, but Xiaolan pulled her away in time.

Xiao Wu protected Xia Jiang, whose eyes were shining with tears, and gently stroked her hair.

Okabata sighed in his heart, and he said coldly: "Everything that happens here will be left to the police to handle in the end. Now you can calm down and listen to me finish my final inference."

"How was the body transferred and where was the real crime scene? There are still many doubts."

Okara came to the warehouse door and pointed to the traces on the ground at the door: "This is what Conan discovered, and it is the rut mark left by the dining car. If food with normal specific gravity passes here, the traces left by the naked eye should be almost impossible to capture. However, the rut marks here are very obvious, and they should be left behind by driving the heavy objects through."

"I asked Suzuki butler if anyone had a meal between 10 o'clock and 12 o'clock in the evening. His answer was no. The dining car was obviously the same tool used by the murderer to transfer the corpse. I found a long straight mark on both sides of Ichiro's ribs. If you conduct a professional comparison, it should be consistent with the edge of the dining car. And the clothes of the corpse were stained with oil stains on the surface of the dining car."

"The normal dining car is parked in the kitchen storage room. If the murderer wants to take the dining car away, he must do one thing."

Okata looked at Xiaowu, whose eyes resisted his gaze.
Chapter completed!
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