Conan: Naruto

Dongfang Haoyue pinched Kudo Shinichi's palm on the right, looked at Shinichi with a cute look, and complained in confusion:

"When I came to Japan to sell TV stations, I always took the elevator to go up and down the stairs. I didn't expect that going up and down the stairs through the stairs would turn into a maze..."

"Haoyue, take me into the crime scene."

Kudo Shinichi glanced at Kogoro Mori, Takashi Matsuo and the middle-aged man in front of him who were trying to squeeze into the crowd. He turned to look at Dongfang Haoyue and said sincerely:

"please!"

"Understand~"

Dongfang Haoyue nodded with a smile, holding Kudo Shinichi behind him with his right hand, and powerfully pushing aside the people in front of him with his left hand, and broke into the conference room easily.

They stood inside the door and were shocked to find...

A slightly fat middle-aged man wearing an orange coat and a light brown sweater sat slumped in the slightly opened fold-up glass window far in front of the door.

An old-fashioned black mobile phone lay on his right side, and a black pistol with a black silencer was placed in front of his legs.

The fatter man had a blood hole in the center of his forehead, and red blood spread from the hole to his cheek and onto his coat and sweater.

In addition, a round clock hangs on the wall above the middle of the window glass, and a poster with two round holes is hung on the wall on the right side of the glass.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi looked at this scene and knew very well...

With such a gunshot wound...the fat man in front of him was helpless.

Just as Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi diverted their attention, their eyes were locked on the clock showing the time of 22:32:[-] in the evening.

The middle-aged man squeezed his way into the crowd and stood behind Haoyue. He looked at the corpse in horror and shouted loudly in disbelief:

"Mr. Suwa!!!"

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi, who were immersed in the murder case in front of them, came to their senses instantly when they heard the middle-aged man's heartbreaking call.

Haoyue and Xinyi turned around and scanned the many staff gathered outside the door with frightened or uneasy expressions, and suddenly realized...

Except for Moori Kogoro, who stood behind Kudo Shinichi with a solemn expression, only Matsuo Takashi, who stood to the left and rear of Kogoro, was completely opposite.

Matsuo looked at the corpse proudly, with a sinful arc at the corner of his mouth.

His square-framed glasses...reflected cold light.

4 minutes later.

Police officer Mu Mu led a large number of police officers to the scene of the crime.

The police officers carried out the investigation and evidence collection skillfully.

"Brother Maori, why is it you again?"

Officer Megure stood half a meter in front of the left feet of the corpse, looked at Mouri Kogoro on the right with a sad face, and complained mercilessly:

“Why do you encounter murders wherever you go today?

Really not possessed by the god of death? ? ? "

Officer Memu said, his round face full of confusion.

next second.

"what."

Dongfang Haoyue stood on the floor to the right behind Mouri Kogoro, looking at Officer Megure and Kogoro seemingly cute and cute, but in fact, he covered his mouth with his left hand and almost laughed out loud.

Kudo Shinichi stood on the right side of Haoyue, with his hands in his pockets, looking at Haoyue's handsome profile openly, and whispered in his heart:

"Speaking of the God of Death... Haoyue and I have encountered more murder cases than Detective Maori... Aren't we more like Death... No, no, no!

Definitely not the God of Death! !

We are the gods of good fortune who have been personally certified by the Maori Detective before! ! ! "

When Kudo Shinichi thought of this, his spirits were lifted, and the heavy emotions of being exposed to consecutive brutal murders were suddenly swept away.

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Xinyi with a confused expression, and said with surprise in her heart:

"What is Shinichi thinking?

Hmm... I'll ask Shinichi again after this murder case is solved~"

"Ahem, Officer Memu."

Mouri Kogoro made a fist with his right hand and lightly covered his lips. He coughed twice as if nothing happened, and then calmly changed the subject:

"The top priority is to investigate this murder case."

"Wait, wait, I think the top priority is not the murder case, but you."

Officer Memu waved his hands in an upright manner and asked angrily:

"You don't have any other plans tonight, right?

You should always go home and take a nap or something, right? "

"Ahem, I'm telling you the truth."

Mouri Kogoro pretended to cough again and confessed uneasily:

"I have an appointment to go to a certain hotel tonight..."

"Stop, stop, stop, you're going to have a drink, right?"

Officer Megure turned towards Kogoro Mori, stretched out his right hand to hold the front of Kogoro's right shoulder, and persuaded him earnestly:

"Brother Maori, please listen to my advice. For the sake of everyone's safety, don't go.

In case there is a fire or something..."

"Uh......"

Mouri Kogoro turned to the left, politely took away Officer Megure's left hand, and explained with great embarrassment:

"But I unexpectedly remembered in the middle of the live broadcast... Last Thursday, the chairman of a financial company invited me to attend a small wine tasting at his home after ten o'clock tonight.

I...I agreed to him without any hesitation..."

"In other words, if you destroy the reservation inexplicably, it will easily cause the chairman's displeasure..."

Officer Memu sighed softly, nodded helplessly, and agreed mentally and physically:

"Go ahead, just go ahead."

"Um, how about...I better not go...?"

Kogoro Mouri held his right hand emptyly, supporting his temple with the palm of his hand, and looked at Officer Megure with some embarrassment.

My eyes turned from sadness to joy, and I was about to shout my approval.

"report!"

Detective Takagi rushed out of the open door to Officer Megure's right, turned towards Megure, saluted with his right hand, put it down, and quickly took out a notebook.

Takagi spread out the notebook with both hands and placed it on his chest. He glanced at Memu carefully, lowered his head to the notebook, and reported the report meticulously:

“The deceased is the producer of Nippon TV, Suwa Michihiko, who was 37 years old.

The murder weapon was a pistol and the cause of death was a bullet that penetrated the head.

Moreover, the bullet shattered the window glass behind the deceased. It may be difficult for us to find the bullet that flew out of the window. "

"Ah."

Officer Megure nodded slightly, looked at Detective Takagi calmly, and asked calmly:

"Any other discoveries?"

"We found two bullets behind the poster and one bullet embedded in the wall next to the clock."

Detective Takagi concluded calmly:

"Including the bullet that killed the victim, a total of four."

Detective Takagi properly recovered his notebook, took out an evidence bag containing four bullet casings from his jacket pocket, displayed it in front of Officer Megure, and reported rigorously:

"We found four shell casings inside the house, which was consistent with the number of bullets we expected."