Conan: Naruto

Chapter 746: Forcibly suppressing the desire to laugh

"Takagi!"

Officer Megure turned sideways and looked at Detective Takagi behind him on the left, and gave serious instructions:

"Immediately confirm that what Detective Mori said is true."

"Yes!"

Detective Takagi looked at Officer Megure steadily, saluted with his right hand, walked through many reporters and photographers with short steps, and rushed out of the gate neatly.

Kudo Shinichi looked at Megure in the screen and analyzed calmly:

“The other bullets on the wall and the four shell casings in the conference room... they were all false evidence that Mr. Matsuo had left there beforehand.

The three bullets were located on the back of the poster, which was not eye-catching enough, and next to the clock. The prisoners fired randomly but hit those hidden places by chance... the probability was too low.

Obviously, the prisoner did not want anyone to discover the things he left behind before committing the crime. He only hoped that the police who arrived at the scene to investigate after the crime would find something.

In this way, the police probably believed that the prisoner shot the victim indiscriminately in the conference room, as he expected. "

"Detective Mori, I feel something is wrong."

Officer Megure glanced at the anxious Matsuo Takashi, with his hands behind his back and his forearms folded, he calmly looked at Mouri Kogoro and asked in a routine question:

"When we found the body, the windows at the crime scene were almost completely closed. How do you explain this?"

Officer Memu bent over, looked at the TV at close range, and emphasized meticulously:

"There's no way a prisoner could close the conference room window in Warehouse No. [-], which is three floors above, right?"

"That's because the Megure Police Department hasn't turned into a corpse yet."

Kudo Shinichi shook his head helplessly.

The corners of Dongfang Haoyue's mouth twitched slightly, and she suppressed her desire to laugh.

On the other side, Officer Memu looked stunned, straightened up, and said with hesitation:

"Corpse...corpse...?"

"Yes, please play the victim again."

Kudo Shinichi described it like Shisui:

"If the victim is shot... his legs are weak, his body will naturally slide down, and his arms will naturally press down against the glass, causing the window to gradually close..."

"It's so!?"

Officer Megure acted as a corpse exactly as Kudo Shinichi said.

At this moment, Memu sat slumped on the ground, his back against the wall, turned his head to the left, and looked at the nearly closed window in surprise.

"Mr. Matsuo."

Kudo Shinichi reasoned casually:

"The reason why you repeatedly asked the staff to confirm Mr. Suwa's location was because you hoped to have a seemingly perfect alibi when the crime was committed.

After the murder, you asked the staff to go to the room where Suwa was killed to check the situation for the same reason. "

Kudo Shinichi paused for a second and concluded lightly:

"In summary.

Matsuo Takashi left the studio just as the 4-minute video tape started playing and rushed to the window of Warehouse No. [-] without stopping.

He used the method I just described to shoot Mr. Suwa three floors down, and then hurriedly returned to the studio before the video was over.

This is the truth of the matter! "

Kudo Shinichi concentrated on Matsuo Takashi, who was gradually regaining his composure, and gave strong psychological pressure:

"Am I right, Mr. Matsuo?"

"As expected of a detective."

Matsuo Takashi nodded slightly, looked at Mouri Kogoro calmly in the picture, and confessed happily:

"If I used the trick you just mentioned, I could indeed commit the crime and be back in the studio within four minutes.

but......"

Matsuo Takashi spread his hands and asked with a chuckle:

"Do you have any conclusive evidence?"

Matsuo Takashi paused for a second and said with sharp contempt:

"Without evidence...your reasoning is like a castle in the air that will collapse at the touch of a finger."

Kudo Shinichi smiled slightly and was about to expose it.

"Want evidence?"

Officer Megure glanced at Matsuo Takashi majestically, and solemnly asserted:

"Just check your clothes and I think I'll be able to find gun smoke reaction."

Matsuo Takashi remained unmoved.

He smiled confidently until the next second.

"It's useless, Mumu Police Department, the prisoner is not stupid enough to leave even a superficial flaw."

Kudo Shinichi looked at Officer Megure calmly and calmly narrated:

“Unfortunately, he still made a mistake.

Perhaps he was so flustered that he forgot to turn off the power of his old-fashioned mobile phone. "

Hearing this, Matsuo Takashi's pupils shrank suddenly and his expression was horrified.

He tried his best to regain his consciousness, lowered his head slightly, and looked down at the inner pocket of the light red suit. It was difficult to speak for a moment.

"Correct."

Kudo Shinichi drew a long note full of charm and revealed with determination:

“The evidence is the old-fashioned mobile phone in the inner pocket of Mr. Matsuo’s suit.

Well known.

As long as the power of the old mobile phone is not turned off, people can press the redial button and contact the person they are calling. "

Kudo Shinichi calmly looked at Officer Megure who rushed in front of Matsuo Takashi and grabbed the inner edge of Matsuo's suit with both hands, and gestured elegantly and easy-going:

"Now, Officer Megure, please press the redial button on that phone.

In this way, the truth will be obvious to us. "

Kudo Shinichi looked at Officer Megure who took out the black old-fashioned mobile phone from the inner pocket of Matsuo Takashi's suit, stood back and pressed the redial button, and warmly said:

"So... the time of the crime was in the middle of the live broadcast from [-] to [-] tonight. Who did Mr. Matsuo call?"

The voice just fell.

"Jingle bell."

It's the ringtone.

"Ok?"

Officer Megure was slightly stunned. He held Matsuo Takashi's cell phone with his left hand. With his right hand, he took out a sealed evidence bag containing Suwa Michihiko's black old-fashioned cell phone from the right pocket of his jacket and placed it in front of his lower abdomen.

Mumu lowered his head and stared at the vibrating cell phone, which was ringing, and agreed with a solemn voice:

“It’s exactly what Detective Mori said.

Matsuo Takashi called Suwa Michihiko's phone number in advance, and through deception, forced Suwa to stand in the window, look up upstairs, and was shot to death. "

Officer Megure turned to the right, stared majestically at Matsuo Takashi, who was dripping with cold sweat, and interrogated him in the style of an old detective:

"Mr. Matsuo, I remember you said before...you don't know anything about Mr. Suwa's phone number.

In this case, why can you press the redial button on your mobile phone to dial Mr. Suwa's phone number? "

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