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Chapter 4

Inspector Megure and his men have arrived. And meanwhile the whole Shinichi fangirling and fanboying, I take a look at the body, although I already know what happened.

Its head was severed clean off and looking at it is truly disgusting.

Deciding not to stare at it any longer I look towards Megure and Kudou, who is explaining the situation to the inspector.

"Let me see if I have this right, Kudou-kun…", inspector Megure muses. "On this jetcoaster itself there are no signs of an accident or mechanical failure… From the circumstances, suicide is unlikely…"

Shinichi nods: "Correct, inspector! This is clearly a murder…"

"If we exclude you and Ran-kun, we have 6 suspects! In the first car we have the victim's friend A and friend B. Riding in the third car with the victim, was his girlfriend C. Behind them, the men in black D and E. Finally, the girl with the mask in the last car F. However, with everyone wearing the safety guards and unable to move, the only one who could have killed him is the woman who was sitting next to him."

Wow, hearing them talk about this is surreal since I can basically talk parallel to them. Only the sentences involving myself are unknown to me. Perhaps I shouldn't stay silent all the time… And here comes Gin.

"Hey, hurry up! We don't have time for this bullshit detective game."

"A, Aniki…", Vodka tries to stop his brother. But since I know that he won't say anything else I interrupt him: "You know, they would be faster if you wouldn't interrupt their train of thoughts."

Gin wipes his head around to me and glares. I am not impressed by it and put my hands in the pockets of my jacket. We have a staring/glaring contest while Vodka looks from one to another of us obviously surprised that I don't back down.

Our little contest is stopped by the police finding the knife in the victim's girlfriend's bag.

"It… it can't be… That's not mine! I don't know how that got there! I… I…", the woman cries and in the meantime I go over to Shinichi to take a look at the knife.

I always wondered if this is bought fake blood or self-made. So I touch it.

"What are you doing?!", Shinichi whispers harshly.

"Testing if it is real or not", I say as if it is obvious.

First I smell it then I lick it off my finger. Shinichi looks at me with disgust.

I grin. It is self-made. I turn to the inspector who just orders to take the woman into custody.

"Inspector, this isn't the murder weapon", I tell him.

He looks at me surprised: "What!"

"The blood on this knife is fake. It is water with cocoa powder and red food colouring."

"How do you know this?!"

"First I find it weird that this should be the murder weapon since you can't sever a human head with that. Especially not with a woman's strength and not that clean as it is. Also there should be much more blood on her and the weapon if she did it. So I decided to test the blood."

"Testing it by smelling and tasting it?", Shinichi asks with an unreadable expression.

I laugh: "Yes! If you smell it, you can quite clearly tell that it is fake! Am I right?"

He smells the knife: "You are right! It smells like chocolate! But how do you know the mix?"

"Well… my friends and I made a small movie for a Halloween-school-project and we needed fake blood. And since we didn't wat to buy any we made it ourselves…", I tell him the truth.

I turn back to Megure: "Either way, that means she isn't the murderer."

"But who did it then?"

I shrug but Shinichi points at the gym-girl (I keep forgetting her name): "The killer is you!"

The girl tries to defend herself: "What?! But Aiko is the one with the knife!" As if she didn't hear a thing I said. Oh well, I suppose this world can't be changed too much. I just hope I'll be able to save a few people…

"As she said,", Shinichi looks at me, "you can't sever a human head with that…" He looks back at the murderer: "And even if she did kill him, there would have been plenty of chances to toss the weapon! No need to cover it with a cloth and hide it in the bag… Didn't you put that in her bag beforehand?"

"Of course I didn't!", the girl cries. "I was sitting two seats ahead of Kishida-kun! How could I have cut off his head? You were the one who said that a woman couldn't cut off his head…"

No that was me who said that but meh… he should have said it.

"It certainly would be impossible with a woman's strength… However! With the speed of the coaster and a steel hoop made from piano wire it can be done!", he answers her and she is shocked. To be honest, I never found out how he got the idea of the piano wire but whatever…

"May I have your assistance for a moment, officers?", Kudou asks politely.

Time skip: they are all inside the coaster

Shinichi is in the murderer's seat and inspector Megure is in the victim's.

"I am the murderer and the inspector is the victim… see everyone?"

Everyone agrees. Then Shinichi begins to explain:

"First when the safety guard is lowered, with an object like a bag on your back…" He puts a bag behind his back and then quickly slides out of the guard. "Ta-da! You can get out quite easily… And then next, prepared beforehand", he takes a rope with a hoop and a hook, which he had prepared to show the trick with, "you pick up something like a hoop with a hook at the end… Then with your legs in the guard", he does what he says, "you stretch your body backwards, throw it around the victim's neck… All of this in the darkness of the tunnel, of course… To finish the act, the hook attached to the hoop is tossed onto the rail and with the power and speed of the coaster, his head comes right off…", he finishes his explanation.

"That is outrageous! Where is your proof?", shouts the gym-girl.

"Didn't you have a necklace?", I ask and feel everybody's eyes on me for this random question.

"I noticed it before we went on the coaster because a friend of mine has a similar one, but now yours is gone. How is that?", she stares at me in horror.

"I think you most likely exchanged the necklace string for the piano wire and had the hook hidden in your bag!", Shinichi exclaims. "Furthermore, you are a gymnast! Unlike the other woman with your finely trained sense of balance only you could do this on a rollercoaster!"

The accused girl stays silent but the other girl, like the good friend she is, tries to defend her: "Now just wait a minute! What about those two?" She points at Gin and Vodka, who automatically freeze.

"Couldn't they have done it more easily from behind?"

Shinichi answers her with a blanc face: "They are certainly suspicious but they are innocent! I don't know who they are. But they would not have stuck around when the police came! They would he known this if they would have done it!"

"And what about her?!", the friend tries again and points at me. "Look she has a backpack too, so she could have easily gotten out of her safety guard!"

"I didn't have my bag with me on the ride…", I say crushing her hope.

"Yes. She gave it to me before the ride to not lose it. If you don't believe us, we have a camera here", the staff member from before tells the inspector.

"You have a camera here?!", the inspector shouts obviously angry to hear of it only now.

"Eh… Yes, but it is only here to guard the console. You don't see the customers…"

"Oh… Well… No need. We believe you."

Shinichi shakes his head. "Anyway, I also considered her but it would have been really hard for her to do it. Even if the mask is suspicious. Allergies?", he asks me.

I nod: "Allergies."

"Thought so… nevertheless, she would have needed to support herself at least with one hand and lean a bit over the man in black. Then she would have needed to throw the wire against the wind with one hand and aiming in the dark. There are just too many uncertain factors and possibilities to get caught. One she could have get noticed by the men and two she could have missed the victim… No she didn't do it", he turns back to the murder-girl. "And… the murderer knew she was killing the victim… so she shed a tear before she did it… Once we left the tunnel and realised he was dead, it was maybe 2 or 3 seconds until we got to the station… In other words, no one riding on the coaster other than the killer would have been able to shed such large tears…"

The girl's friend is outraged and points at her friend who is in tears: "So you are saying you saw Hitomi crying on the ride?! Do you have any proof?!"

On which Shinichi calmly replies: "Her tear tracks are unshakable proof… Only on a jetcoaster would tears flow sideways…"

Hitomi's eyes widen and then she breaks down: "H… He… He was awful everyone! He dumped me!"

Her friends are shocked: "H-Hitomi… you mean you went out with Kishida-kun?"

"Yes! We were in love a long time before I met you in college! And then… He dumped me for a woman like Aiko… So, so… At the place where we went on our first date… With the necklace he gave me… Framing Aiko for it… I wanted to kill him!"

I always got angry at her reasoning when I read it since it was one of the most pathetic reasons to kill someone. It is no different now. But instead of screaming at her, I ask her something what I always wanted her to answer: "Why?"

"Huh?", she looks at me in surprise and I look her sternly in the eyes.

"Why did you need to kill him? Why didn't you talk to your friends about this? You would have found a different solution for this mess if you did! But now? Look at yourself! You just destroyed your life! You lost your freedom in more than one way! You probably lost a friend because if I where her I don't know if I would forgive you", I look towards the dead man's girlfriend. Everyone is silent and waits for me to go on. Even Gin and Vodka.

I look back at the girl who is cowering in front of me: "Yeah, from what you just told us he was an asshole but you didn't need to become something worse than him! A murderer!

Did you even consider what impact this would have on everyone around? How many children and even adults you are going to traumatize? No, you didn't! How selfish are you?! What were you going to do next? Kill yourself? Let me tell you that would change nothing of what you just did! It would have made it even worse! They would remember you as the girl who killed and then killed herself because she couldn't or wouldn't take the consequences of her own actions. Do you want that?! You should be ashamed of yourself…"

My words are sharp but I don't care. She should know what she did wrong.

She breaks down even more if that is even possible and begins to sob: "Y-You are right… you are so right!"

I sigh, maybe I was too harsh. So I talk to her: "Try to get help. You still have your whole life before you. Don't throw it away because of someone like him…"

I stand in front of her and offer her my hand. She stares at me, her eyes wide and mouth open. So does everybody else. But I don't care about them, I just care about one at the moment and smile for her through the mask, still offering my hand to her.

She finally takes it and I pull her to her feet. She smiles a tired and sad smile for me but in her eyes I see that she is thankful for my words. Then she is taken into custody.

A large quantity of sleeping pills was found inside her bag, confirming what I suspected she was planning to do next… The necklace used in the crime was discovered two hours later… It was indeed a hoop made of piano wire. Most of the pearls had come off, but the few that were left reflected the dying light of the setting sun… Just like large tears… Crying for a senseless crime…