Chapter 933: The murderer is you!

Conan was currently checking the room of the Yashiro father and daughter. President Kijie was lying in front of the curtains, visible as soon as one entered the door.

Wearing a bathrobe, a towel covering her head, a dagger was inserted into her abdomen, blood stained the bathrobe and flowed all over the floor, a pair of beautiful legs that didn't match her age were exposed, and one slipper had fallen to the side.

It seemed she had just walked out of the bathroom and was murdered while drying her hair.

Conan walked to the side of the corpse with his hands in his pockets. His gaze was attracted by a stain near the corpse's arm; it seemed like a pool of blood on the wine-red carpet had been wiped away.

The position was quite strange, appearing particularly abrupt in the entire murder scene, at least in Conan's eyes.

The ship's conference hall was used by Megure as a temporary investigation headquarters.

After the forensic personnel finished investigating and collecting evidence under the guidance of Uncle Mouri, the person in charge of the forensics team reported to Megure: "Chairman Yashiro's fingerprints are all concentrated near the blood-stained dock entrance, and the blood on the ground also matches Chairman Yashiro's blood type."

"It seems there's no mistake," Mouri Kogoro said with his hands in his pockets, "It's likely the Chairman was attacked by someone at the dock, then the gate was opened and he was pushed into the sea. I think it must be like this."

"The suspect seen by Detective Mouri is about 170cm tall, with a thin build, about the same as the murdered President Kijie. At least the two of you have no suspicion."

Shiratori looked at the two, Tsujimoto, who were either too short or too fat, and analyzed: "If I have to say, Miss Tsujimoto would need to be 10 centimeters taller."

"No," Uncle Mouri shook his head, "Although I didn't pay special attention, the other party shouldn't have been wearing height-increasing shoes."

"Just based on these characteristics, we don't know if it's a man or a woman," Takagi recorded on the side, "Mr. Mouri, is there anything else special?"

"It seems not. When that trench coat was worn, most of the body and face were covered. Right, they should have also been wearing glasses!"

"Anyone can wear glasses."

Megure looked speechlessly at Mouri, who looked like he had thought of a key clue.

Shiratori interjected, "The suspect didn't touch the deceased's wallet or other valuables like jewelry; it should be a personal grudge."

"Additionally, there were no signs of the room lock being pried open. Either the victim let the suspect in themselves, or the suspect had a master room card."

Hearing this, Megure's brows moved slightly, and he asked Misaki Naoya: "Mr. Misaki, who on the ship has a master key?"

"There are quite a few people," Misaki Naoya said, "Besides me, the security guards, and Kaho, who is responsible for nanny work, and also the waiters who clean the rooms; almost everyone has one."

"This is difficult," Megure's brows squeezed together, "We can only investigate from the perspective of social relationships."

One could fully imagine how many enemies the Yashiro Group had. In this way, the scope was huge. Screening among the more than 600 people on the ship and investigating alibis was truly a huge project.

"In any case, Takagi," Megure gave the order, "You continue to ask the passengers for information and try to find witnesses. Mr. Misaki and Miss Tsujimoto, tell us more carefully about the crew and passengers."

At night, so as not to cause panic, the cocktail party was held as scheduled.

The lights at the cocktail party scene were extinguished, leaving only the stage lights. Tsujimoto Kaho, wearing a white uniform and looking delicate, appeared in front of the podium as the host.

"Everyone, welcome aboard the Aphrodite. I am the host of tonight's cocktail party, Tsujimoto Kaho."

Facing the enthusiastic applause of the crowd, Tsujimoto Kaho smiled sweetly: "First, let me introduce the main staff. The first one is the head waiter, Misaki Naoya..."

At the cocktail party scene, head waiter Misaki Naoya, ship doctor Mizukubo, the chef, and the first mate stood on the stage one after another. Finally, Captain Kaitou Wataru went on stage to speak.

"Everyone," Kaitou Wataru nodded to the passengers who were applauding enthusiastically and said, "Before the speech, let me introduce the beauty who designed this ship. She is the designer, Miss Akiyoshi Mikako."

"Captain!" A passenger looked at the elegant Akiyoshi Mikako going on stage but didn't pay much attention, anxiously asking Kaitou Wataru, "Is it true that President Kijie was murdered?"

"We heard that Chairman Yashiro is also missing."

"This..."

The scene suddenly became restless, especially seeing Captain Kaitou Wataru unable to explain, they whispered and discussed one after another. Even Megure and the others in the back were questioned.

"Can we hold a cocktail party leisurely like this now?"

"What exactly is going on?" Several fat ladies squeezed Takagi, who was sweating profusely, in the middle and asked urgently, "Aren't you police? Did you find the criminal?"

"Please calm down."

"Please everyone present, calm down first,"

Mouri Kogoro stood on the podium at some point, holding the microphone and speaking, "Everyone, don't worry. The serial killer who committed these brutal murders has already been locked onto by me, Mouri Kogoro!"

"Ah?" Everyone's eyes focused on Mouri Kogoro, and they quieted down, waiting for the uncle to speak.

"It's the famous detective Mouri Kogoro."

"The murderer who killed President Yashiro Kijie and Chairman Yashiro," Mouri Kogoro looked at the reaction under the stage with satisfaction, paused, and raised his hand to point to the person beside him, "That person is you, Akiyoshi Mikako!" ===== CHAPTER 935 =====