Conan: Naruto

"You...don't talk nonsense!"

Takeo Izumi waved his hands irregularly, closed his eyes, and argued in a panic:

"How can you trust someone like her?

It's not enough to believe it!

And...and! "

Takeo Izumi opened his eyes, looked at Kogoro Mori pretending to be calm, and asked incoherently:

"Why do you say... that I killed the chairman?

Where is the evidence!

your evidence! ?

What about the evidence? ! "

"During our reasoning, you smiled inexplicably over and over again.

I'm afraid it's because he escaped the suspicion of murder by luck, so he feels very happy.

Also, Miss Chihiro. "

Kudo Shinichi calmly confirmed:

"Is your mother's eyes a little short-sighted?"

"Ah... yes!"

Kojima Chihiro saw that the suspicion of murder could be cleared, and replied in detail without hesitation:

"She pays attention to appearance and hates wearing glasses, so she always wears contact lenses."

"Ah."

Kudo Shinichi said calmly:

"Now, please look at the body of the deceased again.

You can find that the deceased only wore a contact lens in his left eye, but the right glasses were missing. "

Everyone turned around and looked down at the corpse.

A police officer half-kneeled on the right side of his body, watched carefully for three seconds, and confirmed calmly:

"It's true that only the left eye wears a contact lens."

At this time, the police officer who held the information book before looked at Officer Meguro and calmly explained:

"A second contact lens was not found among the deceased's belongings."

"You can't find it no matter how hard you look."

Kudo Shinichi told him solemnly:

"Because the other spectacles are on the murderer."

Takeo Izumi was stunned, and looked nervously at Kogoro Mori.

Kudo Shinichi revealed indifferently:

"That's right.

The other missing piece of contact lens is inside the rolled up hem of Mr. Izumi's trousers. "

Everyone turned their heads to look at Takeo Izumi with solemn expressions.

A drop of sweat dripped down Takeo's forehead unconsciously.

Police officer Meguro walked towards Takeo Izumi with a solemn expression, and asked solemnly:

"Mr. Quan, please let me check."

Izumi Takeshiro looked at Police Officer Mu Mu fearfully, and stood there stiffly, not daring to move.

"Oh!

Really here! "

Officer Megure squatted in front of Takeo Izumi, lifted Takeo's left trouser leg with his left hand, pinched the edge of his glasses with his right hand, stood up, and showed it in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at the glasses in surprise, and they all stared at Takeo Izumi in unison.

"How...how could..."

Takeo Izumi, who had a very poor mental quality, was sweating coldly, and looked at the glasses in the hands of Police Officer Mumu in horror.

"The glasses won't fall anywhere else because of an accidental fall, it can only fall on the person who had physical contact with the victim."

Kudo Shinichi asserted solemnly:

"So it couldn't have been anywhere other than on the murderer."

"I...I because..."

Takeo Izumi couldn't bear such a huge psychological pressure anymore, he knelt down on his knees limply, looking down at the floor in despair and helplessness.

Disappointed, he said:

"I killed her because the chairman said he was going to take me to court...put me in jail...I killed her...

In fact, I followed her instructions to invest, but I didn't expect that after the investment made a mistake, she would put all the responsibility on me..."

Takeo Izumi paused for three seconds, and recalled with extreme sadness:

"I knelt on the ground and begged her not to sue me, and I also said that no matter how many years it took, I would try my best to pay back the money.

But...but she...

She said that my parents still have a piece of land in their hands, let me sell that land to make money, she...she also said...

He also said that he had already talked to my parents, and my parents were willing to pay off my debt no matter what, so let me thank my parents for their kindness.

So... so I killed her.

I'll never... never forgive her for making my parents..."

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A new day, morning.

Sports club.

Xiaolan's family was invited by the organizer to experience the club's internal facilities the day before the sports club was refurbished and reopened because they were selected by the lottery.

Dongfang Haoyue was taking a leisurely walk on the treadmill on the far right, while complaining mercilessly in her heart:

"Really, I shouldn't have drawn that lottery yesterday afternoon!

Last night, the murder case of chairman Ikuko Kojima was solved, and today he came here to exercise early in the morning...

Ah...I really want to lie on the bed and play the game console! ! !

Other people's holidays are all about eating, drinking, and having fun. Although I also eat, drink, and have fun during my holidays, but...

But my vacation is... woo woo woo..."

The sadness in Dongfang Haoyue's heart flowed like a river.

"Hoo... hoo hoo...

call......"

Mori Kogoro was panting heavily on the leftmost treadmill, walking with difficulty.

After he wobbled for two seconds, he lost his balance. His upper body suddenly lay on the running belt of the treadmill, and his lower body knelt on the cold floor.

The treadmill also stopped running automatically at the right time.

"I can not make it......"

Mori Kogoro rested his hands on the running belt weakly, resting his chin on the running belt, staring blankly into the distance.

He wailed in a haggard voice:

"I'm exhausted... my body... I can't move my body...

Alas..."

"Father is really useless!"

Xiaolan, who was on the treadmill to the left of Kogoro Mori, slowed down her pace, turned her head slightly to the lower left, looked helplessly at Kogoro Mori, and complained angrily:

"It's all because of drinking and lack of exercise that Dad's physical fitness is so poor!!"

"nonsense!"

Mori Kogoro straightened up with all his strength, pointed his right hand to his head, and tried his best to argue:

"Our detectives rely on the parts above the neck to reason!!"

Shinichi Kudo walked slowly on the treadmill on Xiaolan's right, squinted his eyes at Kogoro Mouri, and said ruthlessly in his heart:

"You clearly think with the stomach under your neck!"

"Eh~"

Dongfang Haoyue gently poked the arm of Kudo Shinichi who was thinking about something with her left hand, pointed to a beautiful woman who had just walked into the club gate with her right hand, and reminded curiously:

"Conan, look over there, the owner of the club, Reiko Saeki, and a bunch of reporters!"