(Thud)
The "Assault Police" listened in silence until this point, then finally could not hold back. He retorted bitterly, "That doesn't prove anything! Maybe Mishima wanted to die, but was also afraid of the gun, so he kept the muzzle far away from himself!"
Jiang Xia sighed. "Your plan was excellent. It's just a pity that there was a tiny accident along the way."
As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Conan beside him.
Conan: "!"
H-how did you know what I was just doing?! Weren't you talking to Inspector Megure just now? You really do have eyes and ears everywhere.
But with trouble brewing lately, Conan had no mind to compete over cases like this. He could only raise a hand and discreetly point at the Forensics Department officer nearby.
Jiang Xia then looked at the officer.
"Oh!" The forensics officer came back to his senses and hurriedly picked up the Evidence Bag that had just been rushed over. The bespectacled kid beside Mr. Jiang Xia had suddenly handed him a badge and asked him to check whether the fingerprints on it could also be found on the murder weapon.
Now, the fingerprint results were in. He reported, "Aside from the deceased Mr. Mishima's fingerprints, there is another print on this murder weapon—it is identical to the fingerprint on this badge."
"That armband..." Yoshida Ayumi said in surprise. "It looks like Genta's?"
"What?!" Kojima Genta went pale. "Does that mean... I'm the killer?"
Yoshida Ayumi's eyes filled with tears. "No!"
Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko was stunned for a moment, but quickly understood. "Genta, when did you touch the deceased man's gun?"
Kojima Genta shook his head frantically and leaped away from Jiang Xia. "I didn't touch it! I don't know why my fingerprint is on it either!"
He nearly knocked Conan