Fujino helplessly explained, "This case doesn't look like suicide no matter how you look at it. After all, if it were suicide, he wouldn't have told the maid and the housekeeper not to open the door."
"If his subjective intention were suicide, he wouldn't have said that. Instead, he should have said nothing at all..."
Inspector Megure looked puzzled at this. "Wait a minute, my boy, what do you mean by that? What does his suicide have to do with opening the door?"
"Didn't he step on a vase to commit suicide?"
Fujino: "..."
Old man, could you please take a careful look at the crime scene?
While complaining inwardly, Conan began to put on a show.
He went straight for an "Ahegao""Oh my," "how strange," and then pointed his finger directly at the row of books by the door.
He spoke in an innocent child's tone, "This uncle seems to really like playing with dominoes. Even though he was about to commit suicide, he still went out of his way to use these books like dominoes..."
"Dominoes?"
Hearing this, Inspector Megure looked over in confusion, and then Conan started his performance. "Look closely, everyone. Don't these books leaning against each other look just like dominoes after they've fallen over?"
"And look, there's even blood on this book. The bloodstains are scattered around, and it looks like a large patch of them dripped onto the title marks."
"Oh my, isn't this Kaori Niina's book!"
"It actually got stained with blood, what a pity~"
Hearing this, everyone turned to look at Conan. They weren't particularly surprised, but Sonoko rolled her dead-fish eyes, walked up speechlessly, bent down with her hands on her hips, and complained to Conan, "Hey brat, what exactly are you trying to say?"
"Why are you talking nonsense