Coroner Coroner

Lin Xinyi said quietly:

"After all, if any of you are related to Minako's suicide..."

"Aren't you afraid that the murderer will come to your door again if you are alone?"

One person has died here.

Everyone is still trapped in this snowstorm mountain villa.

There are people who want to be like a team of stupid protagonists in horror movies, inexplicably scattered and acting separately.

Actively create an environment for the murderer to continue committing crimes.

Then they were defeated by the murderer one by one.

Isn't this looking for death?

"If the identity of the murderer has not been determined, no one can be singled out."

"You must get together, under our surveillance, and sit until the support of the Metropolitan Police Department goes up the mountain tomorrow."

Lin Xinyi gave the order seriously.

Hearing this, Yonehara Akiko's expression darkened slightly.

Teacher Shimoda was also slightly taken aback, and subconsciously asked:

"Haven't the murderer, the murderer, been caught?"

"Ms. Nakamura is under control, why are we so careful?"

"What did you say?!" Nakamura Misato exclaimed with a livid face:

"I'm not the murderer, Shimoda, don't spit blood!"

"What do you call a blood-spitting person?"

"The murderer is obviously you...the rope and the reagent bottle are all on you."

With seven points of fear and three points of repulsion, Teacher Shimoda stared at Misato Nakamura through gritted teeth and said:

"I think it's you too, Nakamura!"

"You had the best relationship with Minako at the time, so, that's why you were nervous and felt that Minako's suicide was strange."

"Then... Sugiyama and Yonehara, the two teachers who were close to Minako, were all regarded by you as bad guys related to Minako's death in your fantasy, and became the targets of your revenge!"

"Bullshit!"

Misato Nakamura defended herself in a panic:

"I'm on good terms with Minako..."

"However, we are all Minako's teachers, who had a bad relationship with her at that time?"

"From the perspective of motivation, Shimoda, Sakai, and Yonehara, the three of you may also be the murderer!"

"I..." Akiko Yonehara reacted in a panic: "How could I be the murderer...I am the victim!"

"Yes!" Suzuki Sonoko chimed in, "When I walked in, Mr. Yonehara was still lying on the ground!"

Everyone was arguing.

"Enough!" Lin Xin shouted to stop the chaos.

"As I said, Ms. Nakamura is only the number one suspect now, and it is not yet certain that she is the murderer."

"Since the identity of the murderer has not been determined, we must use the most cautious method to prevent the murderer from continuing to commit crimes."

"So, you have to get together tonight."

"You can't leave alone, let alone get out of our surveillance and control."

In fact, in terms of motives, traces and physical evidence, it has been basically confirmed that Nakamura Misato is the murderer.

If you are more courageous, you can only control Misato Nakamura.

But Lin Xinyi chose the most cautious path out of his professional habits and his almost paranoid rigor.

Just do what he said,

"So be it!"

Lin Xinyi expressed his attitude forcefully, and arranged his own work:

"I'm staying here to continue the autopsy and investigate the scene of the attack."

"Xiao Ai, you stay by my side, and help me call Dean Asai of the Forensics Section, and ask him to help retrieve the file of Minako's suicide case three years ago."

"Miss Maori, take Conan to the outside of the villa to further investigate the footprints left by the murderer."

Just now, in order to rush back to report the news, Mao Lilan spent extremely limited time on footprint survey.

Lin Xinyi was worried that she would miss something, so he asked her to go back and do a detailed on-site review.

He sent Conan over by the way, and asked the great detective to help provide some ideas.

Everyone has a task.

"Chrissy."

Lin Xinyi set his sights on Belmode:

"You and Sonoko, bring Yonehara, Nakamura, Sakai, and Shimoda to the living room and wait."

"Be sure to help me take care of it, and don't let them act alone."

Belmode alone is more than enough to take care of these 4 ordinary elementary school teachers.

Suzuki Sonoko is a bonus, it can provide a pair of eyes when she is at a loss.

"no problem."

Belmode blinked.

Everyone went to work on their assigned tasks, and she also took Yonehara, Nakamura and others to sit and rest in the living room as instructed.

As soon as they were seated, Mr. Yonehara smiled and made a request:

"That, Miss Chris..."

"Since we're going to sit here all night, can we always go to the kitchen and get some fruit snacks?"

"Fruit?" Belmode narrowed his eyes.

Akiko Yonehara's expression froze suddenly.

Seeing Belmode look at her like this, she couldn't help flashing a trace of undetectable panic in her eyes.

And just when she could barely keep the smile on her face...

Belmode smiled and replied naturally:

"No problem, I'll accompany you to the kitchen to get it."

Chapter 307 The troubles of young Conan

According to Lin Xinyi's instructions, Mao Lilan took Conan to the outside of the villa to re-examine the footprints left by the murderer on the snow.

"Stand still, don't move around."

Mao Lilan subconsciously asked Conan a few words, and then bent down on his own, focusing on observing the string of footprints.

Conan was speechless.

He also discovered these days that Xiaolan was unknowingly treating him more and more like a child.

Just like Lin Xinyi treated Hui Yuanai.

"What do you mean don't move around..."

"I'm not really a primary school student."

Conan rolled his eyes.

In addition, what he also cares about is:

Xiaolan's way of leaving him behind and focusing on investigating the case was so proficient that she got used to it.

It was as if he was completely unaware that there was a childhood sweetheart beside him.

Lin Xin sent Conan to help her.

But after these days of tempering, she has become independent and capable, and she doesn't need the help of this great detective at all.

"Oh..." Conan sighed softly.

It's such a bad feeling to be forgotten.

So, holding back his energy, Conan also subconsciously cast his gaze on the string of snow footprints.

Something had to be seen.

He had to be ahead of Xiaolan.

Otherwise, slowly, the heroic image he created in Xiaolan's mind over the years will collapse sooner or later.

He will gradually become a useless follower behind Xiaolan, a housekeeper who only knows how to wash dishes, sweep the floor and clean the toilet...

An ordinary life will dim the passion, and Xiaolan will gradually lose favor with him who is so oblivious to everyone.

Maybe before he grows up, he finds a "brother-in-law" for him from outside.

"Absolutely not!"

Conan shivered subconsciously.

His eyes on observing the scene became more focused and dignified, as if he was fighting wits and courage against the terrible fate.

And after he tried so hard, he really quickly discovered something:

"Have it!"

A light flashed in the back of Conan's head.