Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 287: The Stiff Tea Party (Part 3)

As soon as the scream was heard, Toru Amuro, Kogoro Mori and Conan immediately rushed to the scene without stopping. Halfway through, Conan remembered that he could not let go of an important source of information because of the case, so he turned back and took the prophet and the priest with him.

The priest pretended to be reluctant, but the prophet said, "Didn't I run like this with someone a long time ago? I remember there was a woman with a gun..."

Conan continued, "Sister Fiona, just follow us. Maybe Brother Eli can remember something."

"Okay, but don't irritate him." The priest pulled the prophet to the door of the ward where the accident happened.

Toru Amuro opened the door and saw three ladies surrounding a woman who had fallen to the ground. There were broken teacups and red tea spilled all over the floor.

The prophet subconsciously made a prayer gesture: "May Duid guide the lost souls..."

Conan remembered that the prophet's belief was indeed Druidism, and he was also called the Prophet of Duid. He didn't expect that after his memory was confused, he would make subconscious prayer movements.

Soon, Inspector Megure arrived at the scene with his men.

"I never thought I would be poisoned in the hospital."

Officer Takagi also lamented, "It is said that by the time the doctor arrived, it was too late to save him."

"So who was the murdered person?"

"She's Ms. Suto Reina, 42, from Haido Town. She came to the hospital today to visit her high school classmate, Ms. Kosaka Juri, and so she and two of her classmates came to visit her."

"Also, this Ms. Sudong Lingcai arrived at the hospital before the other two."

Inspector Megure nodded as he listened to Officer Takagi's report. "It's said the cause of death was asphyxiation caused by a poison like cyanide."

"Yes."

"But why are they still drinking tea in the hospital?"

"Ms. Juri Kosaka, who is hospitalized, loves tea, so whenever the four of us get together, we have tea like we're having a tea party."

The suspects were immediately identified as the three ladies who came to visit the patient.

At this time, Conan quietly crawled over and picked up a mobile phone that had fallen on the ground: "Oh, the aunt in this photo is holding chopsticks with her right hand."

Maori Kogoro grabbed Conan's collar and said, "You little brat, don't mess with the things on the scene!"

Inspector Megure looked at this evidence and thought, "So what's the problem with this?"

Conan pointed to the broken teacup on the ground and said, "Because there is a lipstick mark on the right edge of the handle of the teacup, this means that the aunt was holding the teacup with her left hand at the time."

Maori Kogoro was stunned: "Huh? Then why didn't the victim hold the teacup with his dominant hand?"

Amuro Toru explained: "She must have been busy holding something with her right hand at the time, perhaps looking at photos on her phone or something like that."

"When people are focused on an event, they don't pay attention to tiny details. If her cup had been switched at that moment, it probably wouldn't have been noticed. The criminal may have taken advantage of this and made the victim drink the poison."

However, the idea of ​​changing the teacups was opposed by the three ladies: "Just look at our teacups and the color of our tea. It's almost impossible to exchange teacups."

When they came over to take a look, they found that the remaining cups of tea on the table were of different colors, brown, blue and yellow, while the victim's tea was red, so there was no way they could be mistaken.

However, considering that the person who poisoned the patients might have hidden the container of poison on his body or in a corner of the ward, Inspector Megure decided to have the three ladies searched and questioned individually.

The first person to come was Ms. Juri Kosaka, who was hospitalized. She prepared tea for everyone, but all she did was put the tea bags into the kettle, and the teacups were brought by several other people.

Kosaka Juri explained that she was drinking a blue butterfly pea tea, while Sudong Lingcai was drinking a red roselle tea with a slice of lemon added.

In addition, Ms. Happo Tokieda drank brown mint tea, while Ms. Beppu Kagetsu drank yellow chamomile tea. Therefore, the colors of the teas of the four people were different.

This was confirmed by the questions asked by Happo Tokieda and Beppu Hanazuki, and it seemed that all three of them had some minor grudges against the deceased.

Kousaka Juri's son did not do well in the exam because he caught a cold after visiting the deceased's home. Happo Tokie said that the deceased's husband was her ex-boyfriend. Beppu Kagetsu did not sell the stocks in time because she was not reminded and lost a lot of money.

Maori Kogoro looked helpless: "That means all three of them have motives to kill."

Conan also got an important piece of information from this, that is, the cups in the hospital were carefully cleaned of tea stains by Juri Kosaka using baking soda.

When the police were searching the ward, Toru Amuro and Conan's eyes drifted intentionally or unintentionally to the prophet sitting in the middle, but the priest was standing by and they couldn't easily ask for some details.

Just at this moment, the prophet stood up and wanted to go somewhere, but was held down by the priest: "Eli, your injury has not healed yet, don't run around."

"Sorry, I'd like some tea." The prophet slowly sat back in his chair.

The priest looked at the prophet and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll go to the tea room and get you some hot tea. Don't run around."

The prophet nodded, then placed his hands on his knees and sat quietly in the chair waiting for the priest to return.

[Priest: OK, I've left. Now let's see if they take the bait.]

[Prisoner: What a brilliant fishing tactic.]

[Fisherwoman:?]

[Gravekeeper: So, what kind of news should we reveal to them?]

[Prophet: The information about the experimental group is good. This way, I can say that my memory is confused, and my past experimental memories have overwritten my current memories.]

[Doctor: What a brilliant excuse.]

Conan wanted to go forward immediately, but Amuro Toru took advantage of his long legs and was one step faster than Conan. Although Conan was unwilling, he could only sneak behind the curtain that separated the wards and eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

Amuro Toru walked up to the prophet and said, "Hello, do you have any impression of the name Cephiel Melody?"

The prophet raised his head and looked at Amuro Toru, then shook his head slightly: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

Amuro Toru looked at the person in front of him. The prophet no longer had the aura of someone who had been dealing with dark affairs for many years. Instead, he had a gentle and peaceful feeling.

If the previous person gave people the feeling of a dagger hidden in the dark waiting for an opportunity to strike, then now he is a white cloud slowly floating in the wind under the sun.

"How much do you know about Oritis's experiment?" Amuro Toru continued to ask, but his tone was much slower.

"What?" the prophet asked as if he didn't hear clearly.

Toru Amuro realized that he couldn't ask the question in a too direct way, so he changed his mind: "Do you know a lady in a wheelchair?"

The prophet nodded. "You mean Miss Galatea? She is a brilliant sculptor who came to the manor to perfect a statue of a muse."