Conan: "..." He had pointed out what was wrong the moment they found that gun, but this muddleheaded cop had brushed him off—now he knew he'd been wrong, didn't he?
Yet at a glance, Officer Yamamura showed no sign of remorse. His eyes were sparkling with stars as he secretly recorded a video.
Conan: "..."
Rather than chasing celebrities, shouldn't you be pursuing truth and justice first?!
Perhaps Conan's resentment had tipped Officer Yamamura off to something. After abusing his position for personal gain, the officer finally remembered some actual business. Puzzled, he said, "Before the gunshot rang out, the murder weapon was already placed on the other side of the valley—so that wasn't actually the weapon used to kill the victim? But the bullet taken from the victim's forehead clearly matches the serial number of that rifle..."
Jiang Xia said, "That brings us to the murderer's method—at this time of year, there were very few tourists at this inn. The store manager was the only staff member, and he had to handle every odd job, so the front desk was often left unattended.
"The murderer anticipated this long ago. While the store manager was busy elsewhere, he easily stole the spare guest room keys and slipped into Room 301, where the victim was staying.
"While the victim was out, the murderer removed the mattress and stood it upright in front of the french window."
Suzuki Sonoko imagined the scene, utterly baffled. "He... was going to rehearse the murder with a mattress?"
Jiang Xia shook his head. "After positioning the mattress, the murderer went to the Hunting Management Center and stole a hunting rifle and a length of Hemp Rope.
"He took those two items to the other side of the valley, aimed at the french window on the victim's