"Poison was put into the wet wipes. After eating the sushi, he subconsciously licked his fingers after wiping his hands with one, then either touched the sushi or directly came into contact with the poison after licking his fingers and was poisoned to death..."
After giving it some thought, Fujino understood how the poison had been administered this time.
It was completely different from poisoning the sushi itself last time.
This time, it was a very classic method.
The standard core build for Beika residents: cyanide.
He did not know exactly what kind of cyanide it was, but apparently, touching it was enough to poison someone to death.
He remembered that some gourmet detective had been poisoned to death this way.
So, in Conan World, you really could not just casually lick your fingers!
Licking your fingers really could kill you!
Fujino grumbled inwardly, then began wondering—if the poison had been put in the wet wipes, just how much cyanide had been injected into them?
This seemed even more outrageous than putting poison in the sushi.
I mean, didn't cyanide give off a bitter almond smell when it came into contact with water?
Couldn't they smell that?
Some people could not smell it due to genetics, but injecting it directly into a wet wipe...
Perhaps the guy who had been poisoned to death could not detect the smell of cyanide?
All he could say was that Conan World was just like that.
If there were no loopholes, there would probably be tons of copycats.
Then Aoyama Gosho would probably get dragged out and shot.
Thinking that, Fujino picked up the wet wipe wrapper and held it about thirty centimeters from his nose before giving it a sniff.
When Momiji saw what Fujino was doing, she wanted to come over and