Chapter 559 The truth of the matter

Seeing Ze Yu appear, the slightly plump young man and Ohara's bodies trembled a little. They wanted to speak, but in the end they stopped themselves and did not say anything.

They dare not speak.

Ze Yu raised his head and smiled at them, but the smile on his face seemed somewhat meaningless.

Although it was a very cute smile, the chubby young man and Ohara felt a little uneasy.

Because they didn't understand what was in the mind of this strong man who could stop a car with his bare hands.

If I accidentally leak someone's secret, will they kill me in order to keep it secret?

Thinking of this, they both shut their mouths, as if their mouths were sewn tightly with a zipper.

Ze Yu was too lazy to pay attention to the two guys. After looking at them, he turned his head and said to Officer Megure: "Officer Megure, this matter is not as simple as it seems."

"Oh?" Inspector Megure looked surprised.

"I suspect that someone sneaked into the car and pulled the handbrake when the courier left the car." Ze Yu looked at the driver standing nearby and asked, "Brother, you didn't lock the car door when you delivered the package, right?"

"Indeed not." The driver looked at Ze Yu with some gratitude and replied, "Couriers like us are always rushing to deliver packages, and often don't have time to lock the car doors."

"But if the handbrake was pulled, then the person who pulled the handbrake should not have had time to leave." Officer Megure said in confusion: "But there is no one in the car."

"Of course not." Ze Yu said slowly, "Because that person blocked the tire with wood before pulling the handbrake."

After saying that, Ze Yu called out, "Conan, bring the things up."

"Okay." Conan nodded, walked forward and spread out his palm. There was a small piece of wood in his hand.

"Because the car dived down with such great force that it crushed the wood, I only found this piece of debris," Conan explained.

While Conan was speaking, a bus passed by them and finally stopped near the restaurant.

Officer Megure ignored the incident. His eyes were full of confusion: "Since the tire was blocked by the wood, why did the car rush down and crush the wood?"

"The reason is very simple." Ze Yu raised his arm and pointed at the bus parked in front.

"Look at that car, do you see anything?"

"Oh?" Inspector Megure looked over with some confusion, then his eyes widened.

“This is…” He approached the bus in surprise and found that a fishing line so thin that it was almost invisible was dragging at the tail of the bus.

If the sunlight wasn't so strong that it caused the fishing line to reflect light, Inspector Megure would have had difficulty even noticing the existence of the fishing line.

Ohara's face suddenly turned pale.

"Officer Megure, you should have guessed it, right?" Ze Yu said with a faint smile: "The murderer tied a fishing line to the back of the bus before the bus started, and the other end of the fishing line was tied to a piece of wood."

"As a result, as soon as the bus started, it dragged the wood away. Without the wood, the delivery truck rushed down directly and finally smashed the glass of the restaurant, almost causing a loss of life."

"So that's it!" Inspector Megure suddenly realized.

"But who is the murderer?" he asked curiously.

"Let's not talk about who the murderer is for now." Ze Yu turned his head, looked at Ohara, and asked with a smile: "Uncle, if I remember correctly, you went to the toilet when you were in the restaurant before."

"That's right." Ohara felt a little uneasy, but nodded and admitted it. "But what were you doing?" Ze Yu asked. "Yuanta had a stomachache, and when he went to knock on the toilet door, he knocked several times, but no one responded."

"If you were in the bathroom at the time and someone knocked on the door, why didn't you answer?"

“This…” Ohara’s expression changed instantly, and cold sweat ran down his forehead.

"You weren't in the bathroom at all, were you?" Ze Yu's smile was sweet, but in Ohara's eyes, it was chilling.

"Uncle." Ze Yu said, "You went into the bathroom under the pretext of going to the bathroom, climbed through the bathroom window, and slipped out onto the street."

"Everything I said before, you did after you slipped out of the bathroom."

"After you were done, you climbed in through the window and finally walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened."

"Is that so?"

Having said that, the smile on Ze Yu's face became even sweeter, but it revealed a heart-pounding feeling, like a rose with thorns.

"I..." Ohara's face turned even paler, and he stammered, unable to speak.

Hearing Ze Yu's words, the slightly fat young man's face turned ugly and he shouted angrily: "Ohara! You bastard, you actually want to kill me?"

After saying that, he walked forward and wanted to beat Ohara up, but was stopped by the police.

"Mr. Ohara, is that so?" Inspector Megure looked at Ohara, his face became very serious.

"...No way!" Ohara reacted, gritted his teeth, and argued: "You have to provide evidence when you speak. Where is your evidence?"

"Where else could it be? Isn't it on your body?" Ze Yu looked at Ohara with a strange expression.

"The evidence is with me?" Ohara was stunned for a moment, and then his expression became very ugly.

Because he remembered something.

"Uncle, you remember it too, right?" Ze Yu tilted his head and said slowly, "After you left the bathroom, you liked to lick your fingers and used your other hand to write."

"Why did you change hands? Did something happen to your original hand?"

"Also, why did you lick your finger? Is your finger injured?"

Ze Yu advanced gradually, relying on one word after another, and struck Ohara so hard that his face turned pale and he could hardly stand.

"No, I..." Ohara's throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't speak.

"Mr. Ohara, please show us your fingers." Inspector Megure walked over with a serious expression.

Ohara was forced to show his injured finger, but he still refused to admit defeat and argued: "My wound was not caused by the fishing line, but was scratched by a bookmark when I was reading this morning."

Inspector Megure was stunned for a moment.

Ze Yu looked at Ohara in surprise and said with a smile: "Did I tell you that your finger was cut by the fishing line?"

"I haven't even said anything yet, and you're revealing yourself here?" Ze Yu shook his head, feeling amused: "It saves me a lot of effort."

(End of this chapter)