Suspicion was just suspicion. After spending so long in Conan World, Fujino had gained a certain understanding of how uncertain murderers could be.
As the saying went, before a case was solved, the murderer was like Schrödinger's cat in a box.
The person who looked the most suspicious was often the least suspicious.
Although Kikuemon was highly suspected of murder, his motive for killing was not particularly strong.
First, one thing had to be made clear: the dead person was Masuko Tsuchiya.
Though that woman had likely been selling things under Kikuemon's name, Kikuemon might not necessarily kill his own daughter-in-law over it.
After all, she was his only relative.
What was more, judging by the current situation, Kikuemon might not even know about it yet.
With the title of Great Detective, Fujino was naturally no freeloader.
As things stood, everyone present was a suspect. Every one of them could have had a reason to kill. Who the murderer was really was difficult to determine.
Still, there was one clue now.
Pulling back his thoughts, Fujino looked toward Masuko Tsuchiya's lower legs.
Those wounds had clearly been made by a sharp object. Not a blade like a dagger, but something pointed.
The cuts were simply too rough. Yokomizo had said they were caused by a fall.
But could a fall really leave injuries like that?
Something was obviously wrong.
And judging by the amount of bleeding, it was pretty damn impressive that so much blood could still flow after she had been dead for a while.
Normally, once a person died, their blood stopped circulating. After the heart stopped, arterial pressure could still force some blood out, but as the blood flowed out, that pressure would gradually decrease as well.
Without gravity's influence, the blood should not have continued spurting