Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends.

Chapter 1084: Blind Spot in the Fitting Room

Finally, it was the female clerk who stepped out to smooth things over. There were three fitting rooms in the store, which the three people could use separately. They just had to discuss which one they would use.

This is indeed a good idea, but Ritsuko Sashihara did not seem satisfied. She suddenly began to threaten the female clerk, saying that she knew the president here and that there was a new employee who was bossing her around, so she asked him to consider carefully whether to fire this person.

The female clerk felt a little helpless and scared. She had gotten this job with great difficulty.

When Ritsuko Sashihara saw that the female clerk didn't dare to speak, she laughed triumphantly and ordered her to get the latest clothes for her to try on.

A gloomy expression flashed across the faces of the remaining three people.

After watching this play by chance, Youya lowered his eyes and said, "This woman is too mean. She speaks in a sarcastic and mocking tone. She is so annoying."

"If it were a mystery novel, such a person would definitely be the first to be killed."

Conan's mouth twitched slightly: "That's a bit too much. Forget it, let's go. I don't know what the relationship between them is, so it's better not to get involved."

Judging from that aunt's personality, she might ridicule both of them at the same time, so it's better not to make things uncomfortable.

The two of them turned around and left tacitly, and Chunchun treated it as if she had just watched a big show.

After casually strolling around the nearby shops and ordering a few cold drinks for the girls, Yuya and Conan returned to the place where swimsuits were sold.

Miyano Shiho and the others have already picked out their swimsuits and are waiting for Yuya and the others to come back.

"Where have you been? Why did it take so long?" Miyano Shiho took the cold drink and asked casually.

Yuya handed one of the cups to Sera Masumi and briefly explained what he had just seen.

Miyano Shiho suddenly realized that they had gone to watch the fun.

Sera Masumi took a sip and said with a smile, "There is such an outrageous person among the guests. I feel like that lady must be the first person to be killed in the suspense novel."

Mao Lilan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Sera, come on, don't say such terrible things!"

Suzuki Sonoko asked: "Where did you see it?"

Yuya: "It's on the fourth floor at a store called SIMUSA."

Suzuki Sonoko suggested, "Why don't we go over and take a look? I also want to see what that auntie looks like."

Mao Lilan was a little reluctant: "Let's not do it. I finally picked out a cute swimsuit and I'm in a good mood. Why do you want to make yourself uncomfortable?"

Cute swimsuit? Conan was a little curious about what style Mao Lilan finally chose.

Yuya leaned close to Miyano Shiho's ear and whispered, "Mio, which one did you choose?"

Miyano Shiho said without looking away: "The last one is still the one at the beginning."

Yuya chuckled, "The one with the skirt? Yeah, not bad. I like that one."

Miyano Shiho glanced at him, and her ears began to feel hot when she thought of the three words that Yuya had said silently at that time.

This idiot is becoming more and more shameless. He even dares to say such things in public.

The first swimsuit? Conan's ears twitched, and he tilted his head back and said innocently, "Hey, Sister Sera, the first swimsuit you tried on today..."

"Yes, yes," Mao Lilan interrupted, "Have you ever worn that swimsuit before? It looks very familiar to you."

Conan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Mao Lilan seemed to be there at that time.

"Really?" Sera Masumi laughed and said casually that it might be a similar style.

Several people walked forward while chatting.

Suddenly, Suzuki Sonoko stopped, walked over to the signpost and said, "Look, the store that Yuya just mentioned is nearby. Let's go check it out!"

Mao Lilan lowered her eyes and said speechlessly: "I told you not to do it. It affects my mood."

At this moment, a sharp scream resounded throughout the entire floor.

The three detectives looked at each other, turned around and ran towards the sound.

"Eh..." Ran Mao Li looked at the three people who ran away in some surprise.

Miyano Shiho shrugged her shoulders and said, "It looks like something out of a mystery novel has happened. Let's go over there too. Maybe we can help call the police."

"No, no way?" Mao Lilan laughed dryly twice, recalled her past experiences, and suddenly fell silent again.

The place where the screams came from was the store where Yuya and Conan had just been watching the excitement.

Youya saw the female clerk slumped in front of the middle fitting room. The door curtain was slightly opened. He hurried over and pulled it open with force. His expression suddenly became serious.

The Ritsuko Sashihara, who had just been bossing people around, was now slumped in the fitting room with a rope wrapped around her neck and deep marks could be seen on her neck.

They didn't expect that what they joked about would become a reality.

After asking Miyano Shiho who had caught up with them to call the police, Youya squatted down and observed the body. There were obvious Yoshikawa lines and from the traces, it seemed that the person was strangled to death by someone pulling a tight rope from behind.

At the same time, his left hand was strangely inserted under his clothes.

He took out a glove and put it on, then carefully pulled his hand out. He was surprised to find that his thumb and index finger were stretched out in an L shape, and the remaining three fingers were put together, making an eight sign.

Conan took a look and said, "It looks like he's pointing to the next room?"

Sera Masumi looked over and asked, "Who is using the fitting room on the left?"

Yamaki Ayami came over with a horrified look on her face: "Yes, I am using it."

Nitsuka Asayo said in surprise: "Could it be that you are the murderer?"

Yamaki Ayami was shocked and argued loudly: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not me!"

Sera Masumi: "What about the one on the right?"

Nitsuka Asayo: "Yes, I am using it, what's wrong?"

You didn't answer and continued to ask, "Who was the first to discover that something was wrong in the fitting room?"

"It's me." The female clerk stepped forward, her face full of fear. "Because Ms. Sashihara had been in the fitting room for a long time and hadn't come out, I called out a few times but there was no response, so I opened the door curtain and took a look. Unexpectedly..."

After saying this, his face turned even paler.

Yuya nodded slightly, turned around, and noticed that there were traces of smears on Sashihara Ritsuko's lipstick.

"Look, her right hand seems to be holding something." Sera Masumi pointed at the right hand of the corpse.

Yuya looked over immediately and found that the thumb of his right hand was wrapped together with several other fingers. He thought for a moment, carefully pulled his fingers apart, and found a red mark on the back of his thumb.

He looked at the dead man's lips again and said, "He must have smeared his thumb with lipstick and clenched his fist before being killed."

The other two detectives nodded in agreement. "But, what is it for?"

Yuya pondered, put his left hand under his clothes, made the sign of eight, smeared his lipstick on his thumb, and then wrapped it up.

And the nail marks left on the palms, you don’t have to guess, this is the death message left by the deceased, right?