Chapter 1005: This Lady Is Really a Failure

"Hmph," the bald old man leaned on his cane and looked at Mrs. Hoshina's corpse.

"It's only natural that ghosts kill people. That watchmaker back then didn't die because of an accident at all, but was murdered! By this cold-blooded woman who thought she could control time and thought she was a god!"

"Hmm?" Megure returned to the room and asked, "What is going on?"

The old man glanced at Megure and said in a deep voice: "It was a very severe storm at the time. The watchmaker took a safety rope to repair the dial of that big clock outside, but he was blown off by a strong wind and fell into the well in the courtyard below the clock."

"It sounds like an accident caused by negligence, but if this woman hadn't started her birthday party to the second, but had gone to find someone immediately, maybe nothing would have happened."

"Was it discovered that someone was missing when the party started?" Megure asked in surprise.

"Yes," a man with a square face and a beard, smoking a pipe, took over the conversation. "In the end, the watchmaker drowned in the well during the party. It wasn't until the next morning that his body was discovered. If they had delayed the party and gone to find him immediately..."

"Everyone was very busy after the party started, and there was no time to find anyone."

"It seems that the one who hates the victim the most is the watchmaker who passed away."

Megure and the others felt a bit creepy hearing this and looked at Akaso Kaze, who was in a thoughtful mood.

Akaso Kaze smiled but said nothing.

Conan was not affected by the words of the old man and his group; he only recorded the more objective parts of the statement and spent the rest of the time looking for clues at the scene.

Committing a crime in such a public place, and in the dark, it was impossible not to leave traces. Besides bloodstains, what was worth considering was the way the culprit stabbed the hostess in the chest in the dark.

Moreover, this case was very obvious: the culprit was one of the guests attending the birthday party, just pretending to escape, and had been hiding in the crowd from beginning to end.

Because although there was a sound in the dark, no one saw the culprit escape from the balcony; only the French windows were opened.

The only question was the method the culprit used to dispose of the murder weapon, and why there were no bloodstains on their body.

"It's fluorescent paint," Conan suddenly said.

He came to the victim's corpse and covered the light above the necklace with his hand: "The necklace on the victim's neck was coated with fluorescent paint, which glows when the light is dim. The culprit probably found the position this way. Has anyone touched this necklace?"

"Ah?" the butler answered stutteringly, "M-many people. During the party, everyone seemed to have touched it, because this birthday party was also an exhibition of this new jewelry the lady bought."

"That is correct. She even proudly took out that gold pocket watch for me to touch. Doesn't that mean everyone is a suspect?"

"Of course." Akaso Kaze smiled and faced all the guests who were discussing, "The culprit is among these people at the scene."

The bald old man frowned as he looked at Akaso Kaze, and the others didn't look very good either.

But they didn't dare to say anything. ===== CHAPTER 1007 =====