Inspector Megure was persuaded.
But that meant this person had an alibi, and that person had an alibi too. "Could the victim really have committed suicide?"
At those words, a child's laughter suddenly rang out nearby, echoing through the projection room in an eerie, lingering way.
The group whipped around to stare at the Projector. "A horror movie?! Or is this place haunted?"
Mermaid had been sitting atop the Projector, idly flicking her tail, when countless gazes suddenly converged on her. "?!"
Jiang Xia: "..."
Haunted? If only he were that lucky.
He silently stepped aside, grabbed Conan from behind him, and set him out front. He was the one who had laughed.
Conan had once been a Detective admired by countless people. Now that a crowd was staring at him, he was not the least bit intimidated. "I was thinking, the culprit was so clever!—There are two Projectors here, right? And there are also two corresponding projection windows. No matter which window the film is played through, the final image is projected onto the same screen, so us viewers sitting in the Screening Hall can't tell the difference.
"So the culprit could have cut this film reel into two sections, then put the first half and the second half into the two Projectors separately. That way, while the first half was playing, the culprit could kill the victim in the Screening Hall and hang the body in front of the unused window.
"During that time, even if the corpse was hanging there, nothing unusual would appear on the screen. Then, once the first half ended and the other machine seamlessly began playing the second half, the body would block that machine's window, causing a dark shadow to suddenly appear on the screen."
—in other words, all those elaborate alibis