No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Mr. Twilight glanced at his watch and reminded:

"It's almost time for us to go, goodbye, little one."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao watched the three go away, his eyes narrowed.

Not right, very wrong!

Regardless of why Conan took the initiative to strike up a conversation and ask some unnutritious questions.

Those Porsche owners know everything and answer whatever they ask, just like the background.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao has a strong intuition that among these four people, one of them will surely die.

The ancients said that if three people walk, there must be my (discovered) corpse (body).

Conan has a physique possessed by the god of death. Wherever he goes, he will die.

This kind of phenomenon that cannot be explained by science can still be found out through careful observation and analysis.

For example, if there is a murder, there is a prerequisite.

On any occasion, Conan must have heard the murderer's voice.

It can be heard at close range, or take the initiative to strike up a conversation.

If it just passes by, the cause and effect of death cannot be covered.

It's like... a sense of ritual.

Don't kill early, don't kill late, but only after interacting with Conan.

This bizarre phenomenon is difficult to explain scientifically.

Right now, there are four participants, three men and one woman.

Removing a victim happens to be the classic killer three-choice link.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao didn't have to guess at all, he knew that the deceased would be Mr.

My friend, death has come to collect people.

After Miss Tarzan and the three of them left, he walked over to the Porsche 911 and looked back and forth.

With Suzuki Takashi's consciousness concentrated, the Eye of Holmes activated itself.

He found a thin thread hanging around Mr. Sidefield's neck, wrapped around his throat.

Seeing his abnormal behavior, Conan asked:

"Mr. Suzuki, what are you looking at?"

I... I'm really looking at who's the next victim!

Suzuki Qiaoqiao rolled his eyes, not bothering to complain about this calamity.

The light in the underground parking lot is dim and not very clear.

He walked around the Porsche 911 twice, finally finding the exposed thread.

From under the tires, it spreads all the way to the top of the Porsche BOX.

The murderer is Ms. Tarzan!

When Suzuki Qiaoqiao passed the Porsche BOX, he paused for a moment.

He glanced at the car window and quickly understood the murderer's killing method.

Miss Tarzan first folded the silk thread and hung it around Mr. Banba's neck.

Holding the thread in one hand, I got out of the car and went back to the Porsche BOX.

Wrap one end of the thread around the gear lever and the other end on the axle of the RC car, keeping it straight.

Come up with a random excuse later and head back to the parking lot.

Get back in the sedan and raise the windows.

It can be remotely manipulated and strangled Mr. Banfield.

Then cut the silk thread and wrap it around the axle of the remote control car.

Turn it upside down to start, and the thread can be retracted.

Whether it is the choice of the venue, the location of the target, the brightness of the light...

The killer took into account many factors and corrected them.

Raise the windows and turn on the RC car without making a lot of noise.

This kind of killing method is much more clever than what I have seen before.

It may be difficult to detect clues when the police officer Mumu arrives at the scene.

It's a pity that you met me, Suzuki Qiaoqiao.

The murderer, the victim, the murder method, all complete.

Next, it's time to wait for Miss Tarzan to cast herself into the net.

"It's nothing, you go up first."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao came back and touched his girlfriend's forehead, still very hot:

"Xiao Ai, just lie down in the car for a while and ask the doctor to help pack a smoothie porridge."

"how about you?"

"Me? I have other things to do."

……

With an unlit cigarette in his mouth, Hideichi Akai drove a pickup sedan down the road.

The window on the left was wide open, and the cold wind poured in.

Next to the dashboard, there is a candid photo of him outside the Mihua Municipal Building.

Above, is the profile of Haibara Ai.

Chapter 364

Hai Yuanai blinked her eyes and stopped:

"Doctor, I don't eat slippery egg porridge, you go."

"What's the matter, Xiao Ai?"

"I'm not feeling well. Just stay in the car for a while and wait until it's time to see the doctor."

Dr. Li also wanted to persuade, but was stopped by Conan:

"Forget it, we'll just go up and eat. She's been under a lot of pressure recently, so give her a quiet environment."

After he finished speaking, he pulled up the doctor and entered the elevator of the underground parking lot.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao did not follow, and waved goodbye to the two of them.

"JOJO, where are you going?"

"You just go up, don't worry about me."

After the elevator door was closed, he found the security room of the Dongdu Department Store based on the map on the wall.

Suzuki Qiaoqiao went straight to the theme, and took the lead in taking out the police officer's certificate to reveal his identity.

Before he could introduce himself, the security immediately recognized him:

"Oh, this... isn't this the noble son of the police world? The real person is more handsome than the TV!"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao grinned, appeared on TV a few times, and is now barely a star.

"Come here, please take a seat, please take a seat, if there is anything you need to tell me!"

Seeing that the other party is refreshing, he is also polite.

Ask the security guard to adjust the angle of view of the surveillance camera, specifically staring at the Porsche BOX.

"The owner of this car is going to commit a murder later, you must take pictures of the crime.

When the police officer Mumu arrives later, just give him a copy. "

The security guard raised his head, patted his chest and assured:

"Don't worry, it's definitely done!"

Seeing that the negotiation was over, Suzuki Qiaoqiao ran back to the underground parking lot.

He hid in the blind spot of surveillance and broke the silk thread with the Platinum Star.

"Da da da."

The crisp sound of high heels was the footsteps of a woman.

As expected by Suzuki Qiaoqiao, Miss Tarzan went and returned.

She got back into the car and activated the automatic windows.

The strong pulling force will cause Mr. Fanba to suffocate to death.

But now, everything has changed.

The silk thread was broken, and the other end was tightly pulled by Suzuki Qiaoqiao.

Miss Taishan stayed in the car for a minute, presuming that Mr. Banchang was dead.

Using his body as a cover, he pulled out the scissors, cut the silk thread, and wrapped it around the axle of the remote control car.

There is an initial battery installed here, which can only be used for less than 10 minutes.

When the battery is exhausted, all the threads can be recovered naturally.

She knew that there was surveillance at the rear, so she didn't dare to go to the Porsche 911 to confirm.

For this day, Miss Tarzan has experimented many times in private, and she will never go wrong.

When she was ready, she picked up the small leather bag and prepared to leave.