Conan: Naruto

"From this point of view, the four bullet casings are most likely left by the pistol on the ground."

Officer Megure glanced thoughtfully at the black pistol lying flat on the cold floor, looked at Detective Takagi seriously, and cautiously ordered:

"Takagi, recover the murder weapon properly and hand the shell casing and weapon to the forensic department for examination."

"Yes!"

Detective Takagi nodded in agreement, walked calmly to the front of the pistol, bent down, properly put away the pistol and silencer, and walked steadily towards the open door where the crowd of onlookers had dissipated.

As Takagi, who was blocking his sight, left, Officer Megure locked his eyes on the door and spoke cautiously:

"There is only one entrance to the room..."

"Now, things become much simpler."

Mouri Kogoro lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, pretended to hum deeply for two seconds, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Officer Megure with vigour, and analyzed magnificently:

“The prisoner quickly and forcefully broke into the conference room through the door, held up a pistol to force the victim to retreat to the window, and then fired randomly with the gun, causing one of the bullets to hit the victim’s head just right.

Seeing that the victim was killed on the spot, the prisoner dropped the pistol at the victim's feet and fled calmly. "

Mouri Kogoro slapped his chest with his right hand, seeking approval excitedly and said:

"Officer Megure, am I right~?"

"Yes Yes.

Completely correct. "

Officer Megure glanced at Kogoro Mouri with slightly narrowed eyes and a slightly speechless look. He stared at the staff and middle-aged man half a meter to the left in front of the door, and asked in accordance with police practice:

"Have you seen anyone acting suspiciously?"

"No."

The middle-aged man looked at Officer Memu calmly and explained frankly:

"Mr. Suwa deliberately sent everyone away and stayed alone in the conference room."

"Oh?"

Officer Memu let out a light sigh and confirmed with confusion:

"Did the victim specifically send you away?"

next second.

"It's all...it's all my fault..."

Matsuo Takashi stood one meter in front of Officer Megure's right, with two lines of tears streaming from the corners of his eyes. He looked at Megure with great guilt and said sadly:

"If Mr. Suwa hadn't wanted to discuss something important with me, he wouldn't have sent everyone away...

Actually...I actually said to him...after the show is over, we can talk about things somewhere else.

But...but he had to choose a place that would not be eavesdropped by outsiders..."

The more Matsuo Takashi spoke, the more uncomfortable he became. His hands clenched into fists and dropped to his sides. He lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, and said in grief:

"If I had known that something like this would happen, I would have tried every means to persuade him to wait for me somewhere else... Wuwu..."

"Well...since there are no witnesses, it will be very difficult for us to find the prisoner."

Officer Megure, who thought Matsuo Takashi was very suspicious, stared at Matsuo closely and pretended to change the subject casually.

suddenly!

"Maybe someone heard it~"

Dongfang Haoyue God unknowingly stood next to the left leg of the corpse, facing the corpse, pointing his right hand at the old-fashioned mobile phone lying flat on the cold floor, and reminded with a smile:

"Isn't there an old-fashioned mobile phone next to the corpse~?"

"Moreover, the power of the mobile phone was not turned off, and the part responsible for answering the phone was stained with blood."

Kudo Shinichi stood on the right side of Dongfang Haoyue, staring intently at the old-fashioned mobile phone, and rigorously deduced:

"Someone must have been on the phone with Mr. Suwa a few minutes before he was killed, and the other person must have heard the gunshots and...

The prisoner's voice. "

"Yes, yes~~~"

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Kudo Shinichi with a smile on her face until the next second.

"You two brats."

Mouri Kogoro looked at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi expressionlessly, and emphasized in a slightly cold tone:

"Don't interfere with the adults' handling of the case, okay?"

"I know...I know..."

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi seemed to be frozen in place.

They tried their best to regain their senses, turned around stiffly, looked at Mouri Kogoro obediently and innocently, nodded weakly, and tiptoed back to their original positions.

Dongfang Haoyue saw Kogoro looking at Officer Memu again and thought calmly in her heart:

"Here we go again...don't interfere with your Excellency's handling of the case.

Could it be that the key to solving this case is not at the crime scene?

So......

Where exactly? "

"In that case...Chiba Detective."

Officer Megure looked at the fat young man, Detective Chiba, who was standing to the right of the staff, wearing an open gray coat, a dark green sweater, short black hair, and gave serious instructions:

“Immediately investigate the victim’s friends and relatives and be sure to find the person who called the victim’s mobile phone number at the time of the crime.

By the way, let's check to see if anyone has made any suspicious calls to the TV station recently. "

"Yes!"

Detective Chiba saluted with Officer Megure's right hand and ran towards the door with powerful steps.

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after a while.

Corridor outside the meeting room.

Not far from the front right side of the gate, there were many reporters holding microphones and photographers carrying cameras.

They looked at the open door of the conference room with mixed emotions.

next second.

The two police officers methodically carried the body lying flat on a stretcher and covered with white cloth from the conference room into the wide corridor, and stepped steadily towards the elevator closer to the conference room.

Matsuo Takashi followed the stretcher to the left sadly, looking at the stretcher sadly.

"what!"

A beautiful reporter wearing a purple uniform and holding a microphone in his left hand stood at the front of many reporters. He looked at the stretcher with some excitement and spoke quickly:

"Just now, Mr. Suwa's body left the conference room!

Oh, not only that, the famous host Takashi Matsuo also appeared! ! "

The voice did not fall.

Reporters swarmed around Matsuo Takashi, who was immersed in sadness. They desperately handed the microphone to Matsuo's mouth, looked at Matsuo with great excitement, and spoke loudly:

"Mr. Matsuo, while you were broadcasting the show live, Mr. Suwa, the producer, was brutally murdered elsewhere. Please explain your feelings directly!

Could you please say a few words to the prisoner?

Or is it that because your program used a comical approach to interpreting crimes, the prisoners who were unhappy killed Mr. Suwa?

I heard that Mr. Matsuo is about to quit the live show. Are your fans holding a grudge and brutally killing Mr. Suwa for revenge..."

"That's enough, don't say any more!!!!"

Matsuo Takashi couldn't bear it anymore.

He looked at the reporter with wide eyes and roared with grief at the top of his lungs.