Chapter 572 Doraemon's Sadness

Many people gathered on the beach to watch the excitement. This matter is the same everywhere, it is something that everyone likes to hear. So these people and the police became the audience.

In this hot summer season, I stepped on the beach and stretched my neck to look at Dulan, who was pretending to be a child. Some are surprised, some are contemptuous, but most of all, they just watch a good show.

Such a child actually pointed fingers at the police, saying that the woman did not commit suicide but was killed. It is simply a fantasy.

Faced with the policeman's impatience, Dulan reiterated, "This sister did not commit suicide."

"Child, didn't you commit suicide or was you murdered? Go, go, go." Dulan felt Conan's helplessness now, and he was being chased around by adults all the time.

Fortunately, there was an old policeman who had extensive experience in handling cases. He felt that Dulan might have seen the victim before and had any clues, so he kindly asked, "Kid, did you see something?"

"I didn't see anything, but I know that this sister was killed by this brother." Dulan pointed at the murderer with his little hand, and the murderer's face immediately turned pale.

"Asshole, don't talk nonsense." The murderer secretly said that he should calm down. This is just the nonsense of a naughty child. The murder method he designed will never be seen through. "If you keep talking nonsense, do you believe I will beat you?" ?”

Doraemon and the others also felt that this brother who wore glasses and was a college student would not be a murderer. Fat Tiger ran to Dulan, leaned into his ear and said, "Hey, Dulan, he will really beat you."

Dulan smiled slightly, confident, "Then please tell me, where is the lifebuoy you brought from Tokyo?"

Everyone was confused and had no idea why Dulan asked this.

"Didn't I say it was lost?" The murderer was shocked and replied calmly.

"It is indeed lost. I found this on the beach far away. Brothers and sisters, please see if you brought it." Dulan took out the life preserver.

Things have become interesting, and even the police are curiously looking forward to what will happen next.

The two recognized the style of the lifebuoy and the traces of the soy sauce they had spilled before. "Yes, it belongs to us." At the same time, they looked at the murderer and seemed to be questioning why the lifebuoy was on the beach when no one came to the beach yesterday. will fall there.

"What's so strange about this? Even if this lifebuoy belongs to me, then why do you think I'm the murderer? When she died, I didn't have an alibi." The murderer was already a little panicked.

Duran was pacing on the beach, like a seasoned detective, when the great Sherlock Holmes possessed him, "I have to say, you are very cunning and used a small mechanism to delay the death of the deceased."

"Kid, what agency is this?" the old policeman asked.

"It's this lifebuoy." Dulan explained the tricks used by the murderer in detail. The more he talked about it, the paler the murderer's face became, and finally he lost all color.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Using such a simple leaking lifebuoy, a horrific murder was actually completed. This murderer was simply extremely cunning. But this trick that even the police didn't see through was actually completely seen through by a child, and he also used the life preserver as a clue to deduce the scene of the first crime. It was simply astonishing.

The old police officer immediately sent someone to check the scene of the first crime. Soon the news came back and some footprints were found.

"What else do you have to say now?" The old policeman stood in front of the murderer. "Now I ask you, where were you and what were you doing between 7:30 and 8:30 last night?"

"No way? Are you really the murderer?" The murderer's two friends also took a few steps back. They knew that the murderer was not in the hotel at that time, and no one knew where he went. And in retrospect, the victim also left at that time.

The murderer's face was distorted and covered with sweat, and he made a final struggle, "You have no evidence."

Indeed, he could make up any excuse to pass by the footprints at the crime scene. The same goes for the discarded lifebuoy. Without direct evidence, it is difficult to determine his murderous behavior.

"Resisting stubbornly." Dulan snorted coldly.

The old policeman quickly looked at the articulate and clear-minded young detective, "Do you have evidence?"

"This is why I suspect that the deceased was murdered rather than committed suicide." Duran pointed to the rope on the deceased's ankle. "Look at this knot, it is obvious that it was not tied by the deceased himself, but someone else tied it. "As he said, Du Lan called Jingxiang to show everyone the difference between the knots he tied and the knots tied by others.

The police were ashamed. Dulan said there was an obvious flaw, but none of them saw it. Doesn't this mean that none of these police officers have the discernment of a child? His face was red, that was shame.

Since you have to sit on the ground and bend your legs to tie the knots you tie yourself, the knots will be biased towards the inside of your body. The knots tied by outsiders will point outward.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must not have been wearing gloves at the time, so your fingerprints must have been left on the rope." Duran pushed the bridge of his nose and realized that he was not wearing glasses, and then he pointed at the murderer with great momentum. , "So there is only one truth, and the murderer is you."

The old policeman understood immediately, "Can you explain why there are your fingerprints on the rope around the deceased's leg?"

The murderer had completely collapsed. He fell down on the beach and cried, "It's all her fault——"

“…” Duran heard the story of fickleness in his heart, which was very melodramatic. This man with glasses was dumped by a girl, and he killed her because of love and hatred. It was a brainless motive for murder.

So Duran decided not to attack this weak man, because the fingerprints on the rope were not easy to test, and he was just deceiving the murderer. Unexpectedly, the murderer could not hold on when Duran revealed his crime method, and his brain had crashed, and he admitted the crime after being deceived by Duran.

“Awesome!” It was obviously a child like himself, but he did something that even adults could not do. It would be unfair if such a child was not admired. So Fat Tiger, Suneo, and Shizuka looked at Duran with shining eyes.

Doraemon did not expect Duran to be so powerful, and his sympathy for Nobita in his heart was even greater. Compared with Duran, Nobita was simply useless. He found that Nobita was a little discouraged, but he didn't know how to help Nobita. The gap between Nobita and Duran seemed to be unable to be made up by props.

In the past, Nobita could use props to compete with Dekisugi Eisai in grades, with Fat Tiger in strength, and with Suneo in bragging, but this Duran is obviously all-round, how can Nobita compare?

Even Doraemon feels very difficult.