Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 20 The Sleeping Tang Zezhao, But Not Completely Sleeping

Tang Ze lowered his head, his brown hair fell down softly, completely covering his face, making it difficult for those standing in front of him to see his expression clearly.

Suzuki Sonoko grabbed Mao Lilan who had noticed the movement and walked over, suppressed his voice and muttered excitedly: "Is he imitating your father, just that, 'Sleeping Moori Kogoro', you see Tang Ze looks so weird The atmosphere, 'Sleeping Tang Zezhao'...is so handsome!"

"Yuanzi..." Mao Lilan pressed Suzuki Yuanzi's hand that was taking out his mobile phone to take a picture with his backhand, and controlled the restless Yangou student.

Conan, who was squatting behind Tang Zezhao, began to talk about the suspicious points of the case.

"In order to imitate the scene in the painting "God's Wrath", the murderer deliberately killed the deceased on the opposite side of the painting, and moved the other exhibits in this position in advance. In addition, in the surveillance video, the murderer was always wearing the armor exhibited. Everyone is sure that the murderer is familiar with the museum and is one of the staff members.

"Then the murderer who is so familiar with the scene, why did he choose to commit crimes within the scope of surveillance? He works here, and there are many opportunities to attack in blind spots of surveillance, or temporarily cover the corresponding cameras."

The Mumu Police Department touched his chin and tried to answer: "Is it because the murderer thinks that he is wearing armor and it doesn't matter if he is exposed to surveillance?"

"I think this is to confirm that the paper held by the boss in the hands of the deceased is his suicide note, which means that this video was left on purpose by the murderer. Officer Megure, you can take a closer look at this paper Tiao, are there many strange scratches on the writing of 'Kubada'?"

According to what he said, the Mumu Police Department picked up the evidence bag to check, nodded and said: "Indeed, there are many horizontal scratches on the words...Could it be!"

"Yes, this is probably the real handwriting left by the deceased. He was not writing down the name at that time, but picked up a pen to cross out the name!"

The Mumu Police Department took out another evidence bag and looked at the ballpoint pen in the bag: "However, the thickness of the line and the color of the handwriting of this pen we found are correct. Although the comparative identification has not yet been done, the preliminary judgment , the words written with this pen are correct.”

"Indeed, there is a high probability that this pen was the one who wrote this line."

"But you just said..."

"But it wasn't the last one the deceased caught. What the deceased picked up was a pen that couldn't write!" Conan poked his head out a little to observe the positions of the people in the field, retracted and continued, "When Conan found the pen, , its pen refill is in a closed state, it is unlikely that the deceased would press the pen refill back when he threw it away, and in the surveillance, the murderer did not touch the pen until he left. The staff of the museum were summoned to the inner hall again after the police arrived.

"In other words, the murderer took advantage of the chaos to change the pen on the ground after the police arrived, which means... that pen that cannot write is still on him now!"

Conan stretched out his short hand from the gap between the two ladders, trying to support Tang Ze's right hand, pointing to the old man with long beard, who is also the curator Ochiai here.

He stretched out his hand but found nothing.

Conan was taken aback, startled, he raised his head, only to see Tang Ze, who was supposed to be deeply asleep, was holding onto the side of the ladder and getting up.

How did he wake up so quickly? !It's over!

Conan almost subconsciously left the ladder first and hid behind a display cabinet, otherwise when Tang Ze stood up, Conan who was shrinking behind him would be exposed directly.

However, Tang Ze didn't ask any questions, nor was he at a loss, but walked straight to Director Ochiai.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out a pen that was exactly the same as the evidence from Director Ochiai's suit pocket through the handkerchief.

"I didn't even have time to press the refill out. The murderer must have been in a hurry and probably didn't have time to wipe the pen clean." Tang Ze continued Conan's reasoning smoothly, "Say, can I find Boss Masaka's name on this pen?" Where are the fingerprints?"

Everyone in the audience looked at Director Ochiai with shocked expressions on their faces.

Except for Conan, his shocked expression was directed at Tang Ze.

"...You are absolutely right, child." Curator Ochiai leaned on a cane, with a melancholy and relieved expression.

All the police officers who surrounded Kubota just now turned their heads and walked towards him. The Mumu police department frowned and took the pen handed over by Tang Ze, and drew on the notebook. Just as Tang Ze reasoned, nothing was written.

That piece of paper was not the suicide note of the deceased, but an arrangement with Kubota's name written on it in advance to make Kubota take the blame!
"Where were you at the time of the incident? Do you have an alibi?" As he asked, the Mumu Police Department had actually signaled his subordinates to prepare handcuffs.

"I'm wearing this knight's armor. I'm standing here, waiting for Boss Masaka to come to the appointment." Director Ochiai, whose plan was exposed, didn't make any sophistry. The devil is like this painting, piercing here."

"In order to complete this creation, I practiced for a long time in advance, including the route, the angle of the camera, and the possible reaction of the real boss. I have considered all of them."

"So the rumor of the armor walking around is that you are doing killing practice." Mumu Police Department suddenly realized.

Although he was mentally prepared, Tang Ze was still very puzzled when he saw the murderer standing on the spot and making statements like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.

You, the murderers in the world of Ke Xue, are a little too concerned about martial arts.

But I still have to take over the show, Tang Ze asked, "Because he wants to close this art museum and turn it into a restaurant? He chose to frame Kubota because he has been secretly selling exhibits and has no respect for art at all?" "

"That's right, I've been the curator since the day the museum was completed, and every exhibit is like every one of my children, and I can't tolerate them." The curator Ochiai looked around at everything with nostalgic fiery eyes .

"It's a pity that you are not a knight of justice who slays demons. You are just a vicious murderer. You have been arrested." Megure police department frowned and waved, and two police officers stepped forward to handcuff Director Ochiai.

"The knight who slays the devil has already been polluted with blood, and his feet are sunk in mud. This is the meaning of "God's Wrath"." Curator Ochiai didn't resist, but met Tang Ze's calm gaze, "So all my plans , will fall into the eyes of children, this is the punishment I deserve."

Tang Ze knew very well that the old man was saying that he and Conan worked together to solve the case, but unfortunately no one except him and Conan himself would notice the word "we".

Thinking of this, Tang Ze glanced back at Conan who was frozen in the corner, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Conan was sweating more than the framed Kubota.

From this point of view, Tang Ze was the same as him before, and he locked in his heart that the murderer was Director Ochiai. The step he took when he was stabbed should be to point out the truth...

If I had known earlier, there would be no need for anesthesia injections. It's over. As long as Tang Ze told me what happened just now, Xiaolan would definitely...

But Tang Ze just glanced at him and ignored Conan, who couldn't move. Instead, he walked up to the Mumu Police Department and asked, "The murder method in this case is complicated, the scene is shocking, and it is related to the recent supernatural rumors. Big report, can you please withhold my name from the reporters?"

"Why?" The eyes of the Mumu Police Department showed surprise, "Your name is Tang Ze, right? Brother Tang Ze, your reasoning is very exciting. After this case is published in the newspaper, everyone will only appreciate your talent. You are very suitable for the role of detective. This This time, we should also solemnly thank you for your assistance to the police, and we will make it clear to the reporter."

Brother Kudo suddenly disappeared, and it was not easy to get a new external brain, but this new brother seemed to want to run away, so he had to persuade him.

Tang Ze looked distressed, leaned closer to the ear of Mumu Police Department, and whispered a few words.

I saw Mumu Police Department's expression was very rich, first puzzled, then shocked, looked up and down Tang Ze several times, and then patted him on the shoulder pityingly: "I see, okay, then I respect your idea, I I will tell everyone not to reveal your name."

Obviously on the verge of revealing his identity, Conan still couldn't help thinking about what Tang Ze quietly said to the Mumu police department just now, and he also wanted to hear it.

But seeing Tang Ze narrowing his eyes and approaching him step by step, Conan ignored his curiosity and reflexively backed away until his hands and feet limply stuck to the wall behind him like a frog nailed to the dissecting table. .

He now felt like a dead man who had just been carried away, about to be nailed here with a sword.

(End of this chapter)