Chapter 4 Chapter Four

Shusaku just silently looked at Ukai and his assistant Tomura.He didn't understand the meaning. A man who claimed to be a detective assistant suddenly appeared and had a brief conversation with Ukai. Immediately afterwards, Ukai firmly asserted that Shusaku was the murderer.Why?How could he see through the truth so abruptly?Could it be that this unremarkable man in his thirties, Ukaidofu, has a reasoning ability beyond human intelligence, and is a superb detective?impossible. Shusaku's expression was tense, his fists were shaking with anger and anxiety. "No, it's not me. It's just nonsense that you say I'm the murderer. Is there any evidence? You saw it just now, the scene is a perfect secret room!"

"Yes, the scene is indeed a perfect secret room." After Ukai admitted Shusaku's statement, he said unexpected words. "So you are the murderer." "So? What's 'so'? Somehow!" "Okay, okay, please don't be so excited." Partridge cheekily put Xiu Zuo's shoulders kindly. "Your shoulders have been shaking since just now, are you cold?" "W-how can it be cold!" Shusaku shouted, pushing away Yukai's hand on his shoulder. "I get hot instead. The reason I'm shaking is because you irritate me with your nonsense!"

Immediately, Ukai Asa Shusaku showed an unprecedented serious expression, peeping into his eyes. "No, it should be cold, it will definitely be cold. Even though it is the season of cherry blossoms, it is very cold tonight." "Ah?" Xiu Zuo shouted, his breath was as white as fog. When Xiusaku saw this, he realized that Ukai's words were true one step later.Until just now, he hadn't noticed because of constant nervousness and excitement, but it is indeed cold tonight, which is the so-called "spring cold".But so what?Is this a common phenomenon during the cherry blossom season?Wait a minute, it's really cold, it's so cold, it's like the seasons go back to winter...

At this moment, an ominous premonition flashed through Xiuzuo's mind.Could it be, no way, how could it be possible! Shusaku stood still, Ukai moved sideways to make way.In front of Shusaku was the entrance gate of the mansion.Xiu Zuo staggered towards the door, and opened the heavy door in one go.With the cold wind blowing into the house, the scene that caught Shusaku's eyes was... Outside the house was a whole silver world, "This, how...is this possible..." Xiu Zuo leaned against the door in astonishment, his body trembling not because of anger or cold, but because of surprise and fear.The pelican came up behind him silently.

"The freezing rain that fell in the evening turned into snow after nightfall. You didn't seem to notice it, but when I came to this mansion, the snow had completely covered the surrounding area of ​​the mansion." "..." Shusaku was speechless, and Ukai continued to explain plainly. "Look there. There are two footprints from the outer door to this entrance, right? One is my footprint, and the other is the footprint left by Ryuhei just now. Oh, so, where are the footprints of the murderer who killed Mr. Kiichiro? Mr. Kiichiro He was killed about thirty or forty minutes ago, but the snow had stopped at that time, and the moon was showing its face in the sky. If the murderer escaped from the entrance, it would be strange that no one’s footprints were left in the snow. Then, didn’t the murderer come from the entrance, or Escaping through the window or the back door? The possibility is very high. So I ordered Liuping to walk around the mansion, looking for other people's footprints. His footprints around the mansion can be seen from there." Pelican pointed A brand new footprint along the perimeter of the mansion. "After the leveling search is over, come back to us. You also heard the results of his report?"

Xiu Zuo did hear it.He also finally understood the meaning of the short conversation of "how?" "no!"It turns out that "no one's footprints around the mansion" means this. "So you should understand. When I visited this mansion, the entire Fujieda mansion was a perfect secret room covered with heavy snow. At that time, there were only Mr. Kiichiro and you who seemed to have committed suicide. There were only two people in the secret room, since One is the victim, and the other must be the murderer. In other words, you are the murderer. Mr. Fujieda Shusaku, am I wrong?"

"..." That's right.His reasoning is based entirely on common sense case-handling reasoning.Although it is far from the superb detective reasoning, it is completely true.Xiu Zuo almost knelt down, but he still desperately searched for loopholes in the detective's reasoning.At this moment, a glimmer of light lit up in his mind. "Yes, yes, the murderer may not have escaped yet... Maybe he is still hiding in this spacious mansion waiting for an opportunity to escape..." "So it's not impossible." Ukai continued with a calm expression. "In this case, please confirm this with the police who are about to flood into this mansion. As long as they search every corner of the mansion, they may find out the real culprit that we don't know."

As if waiting for Yukai to finish speaking, sirens sounded in the distance.Kuzuigawa City Police appeared.Shusaku closed the door as if he didn't want to hear the siren, and sat unsteadily on a nearby chair, "No, there's no need to search the mansion. Apart from me, this mansion is only you. There's no way a strange murderer will appear. Yes , the murderer was me, I killed my uncle. I also pretended to be him and hanged himself in the secret room... Damn, I obviously thought everything would go well!" However, he failed completely.He thought he turned the basement into a secret room and staged a perfect crime, but he was imprisoned together with the victim in a secret room called "Fujieda Mansion" without knowing it!

I feel too off-line to even be considered a joke. Shusaku, with a self-deprecating smile, suddenly looked up at Ukai.By the way, I want to ask this hateful detective one thing before turning him over to the police station. Shusaku asked the detective: "Have you solved the mystery of the secret room in the basement?" Ukai immediately responded with the indifference that a detective should not have: "I don't know about that kind of thing. It must be using some kind of clever method."