No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

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But it still takes a certain amount of time to find key evidence backwards.

He did not answer directly, but pointed to Soma Ryosuke and others, and asked:

"Who are these three?"

Mouri Kogoro stood up and explained his identity:

"They are the employees of the three game companies who asked Mr. Itakura to design software this time. It was discovered that Mr. Itakura had been missing for a long time. After discussion, they asked me, a private detective, for help."

Seeing that he did not answer, the Mumu Police Department asked again:

"Brother Suzuki, why do you say this is a murder case?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao was helpless and could only give an answer:

"Sir, if you have a heart attack. Should you grab the medicine first, or hold down your heart?"

"Of course it's getting the medicine, so what's the point of asking?"

"But look, don't you find it strange that the dead man's hands are on his chest?"

"Well, it seems so."

"Obviously there is a chance of taking the medicine, but the deceased doesn't do it. It means that it is not that he does not want to, but that he cannot."

After this reminder, the forensic doctor made a new discovery:

"It's really strange. If Mr. Itakura died lying on the table, then his palm should be sandwiched between the table and his body, instead of maintaining the current position."

After further testing, he added:

"No obvious streak marks were found on the deceased's body, but judging from these bruises, it is likely that he was oppressed by a large area. There is also a strange thing. The left foot of the deceased can clearly see the strangle marks left by the socks, but on the right There are no such marks on his feet. In addition, on his right ankle, there are obvious scratches from the itching of his left thumb nail."

Mouri Kogoro suddenly realized, and said:

"Could it be that……"

"That's right." The Mumu Police Department took over the words: "This is the murder case we are good at."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao pouted and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Forget the Mumu Police Department, Maori Kogoro, are you embarrassed to say that you are good at murder?

He has now identified the specific murderer, but does not know the modus operandi.

The clues provided by the black and white sight distance are limited, and it is temporarily impossible to directly connect them in series.

While thinking about it, Suzuki Joe Bridge caught a glimpse of the travel bag out of the corner of his eye.

As mentioned by Conan, there is actually a magnetic disk with a diary sticky note on it.

He hooked his fingers, called the elementary school student aside, and said in a low voice:

"The murderer is the man in green clothes. In addition, although the feet of the table have been wiped, there are still traces of tape residues. I don't have time to collect evidence now, so I'll leave it to you. I'll find a way to get that diary. disk."

There are ready-made tool people around, no need for white.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao began to understand the mentality of the police department.

"No problem, Mr. Suzuki, leave it to me!"

Conan now, single-mindedly get the diary disk.

As for murders, it's secondary.

Based on his past experience, he unconditionally believed in Suzuki's judgment on the murderer.

Guilty verdicts are something that Conan is good at.

And Mr. Suzuki was there, so there was no need to anesthetize Uncle Mori.

Simply saying that it was what he ordered would expose the murderer in a reasonable way!

"All right."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao stood up and applauded, and ordered:

"Except Conan, everyone else goes to the corridor first."

The Mumu Police Department was a little confused, tilted his head and asked:

"Brother Suzuki, what do you want to do?"

"There are too many people in the house, which is not conducive to finding clues. This kid is very clever, so he stayed and played my deputy."

"Uh, okay, then everyone come to the corridor."

He trusted Suzuki Qiaoqiao's ability to solve the case very much and did as he was told.

After a while, everyone exited the room and came to the corridor.

"Takagi Shibu."

"exist!"

"Go to the front desk of the hotel and ask if there are any suspicious people in the last few days?"

"Yes!"

After the door was closed, Suzuki Takashi took out the disk and inserted it into Mr. Itakura's laptop.

If the Mumu police department is not willing to withdraw from the room, he also has plan B.

Using your body shape as a cover, you can steal the diary magnetic disk with a quick magic trick.

The speed may be inferior to Kuroba Kaito, which is more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

There were no outsiders at the scene, and Conan directly showed up, not pretending:

"There was saliva on the blanket, probably what the murderer used to wrap Mr. Itakura. It was then tied with rope and taped."

"The table has been wiped and there should be no fingerprints."

"And this chessboard, it's very problematic!"

……

Mouri Kogoro stood in the corridor and took the initiative to say:

"Officer, in fact, I pretended to be Mr. Itakura before and called the front desk of the Mihua Hotel and said that the landline was broken. When she asked me who I was, and that I had recently borrowed chess, Go, and shogi, I learned that He lives in room 2004. The front desk smiled and said, "You're here again."

The Mu Mu police department raised their brows and noticed something strange:

"Oh? According to you, doesn't it mean that someone found Mr. Itakura two or three days ago?"

Mouri Kogoro touched the back of his head and smiled shyly:

"No, this method is very clever, how could someone be as smart as me?"

The words fell, and Takagi Shibu ran back to the corridor.

He came to the Mumu police department, saluted, and reported:

"Sir, I just went downstairs and asked the front desk and lobby manager. They said that two or three days ago, someone pretended to be Mr. Itakura and complained that the landline phone in the room was not working. They asked which guest it was, and the other party said they borrowed it. Who is the customer of chess, Go, and shogi? The hotel sent technicians, but Mr. Itakura got angry and kicked them out."

Mouri Kogoro smiled awkwardly, feeling his cheeks red and painful.

As soon as the flag was set up, he was slapped in the face.

"Well, so, the murderer is probably the one who called to consult."

The Mumu Police Department touched his chin with one hand and frowned in thought.

Seeing that the door was still open, he turned his attention to Kogoro Mouri:

"How do you know that the deceased borrowed chess, Go and shogi from the front desk?"

Mouri Kogoro turned around and pointed to Subeck Road, Naito Sadapei, and Soma Ryusuke:

"This morning, they came to the office to find me. They said that Mr. Itakura took over the design of their three game companies, and suddenly disappeared, and hoped that I would find them. I asked for any clues, and they provided a video. In the picture, Mr. Itakura is surrounded by chess, Go, and shogi. I thought the layout of the room was very similar to a hotel, so I came up with that trick. Eh, wait..."

Halfway through, he suddenly reacted:

"The murderer is among the three of you!"

Chapter 293 Qiao Ke Collocation

"Isn't it, officer, that would make us suspect?"

"We came after Mr. Mouri asked about the hotel where Mr. Itakura stayed."

"That's right, what a big injustice."

In the face of the suspect's sophistry, the Mumu Police Department has a firm attitude:

"You are all suspicious, and you can't leave yet. You need to ask the inside for the specific situation."

"in?"

"Correct."

The Mumu Police Department came to the guest room and easily pushed open the unlocked door:

"Brother Suzuki, is there any progress?"