How can there be such a dangerous world of Conan

Takagi understood Mori Kogoro's strategy, which was a very simple one in the interrogation.

Bad cops and good cops, or blackface and whiteface.

The police, who play the role of black face, use methods such as intimidation, oppression, bullying, and suspicion to interrogate the suspect.And the white face keeps appeasing the other party, so as to gain the suspect's trust, break down the suspect's vigilance, distract the suspect's attention, and thus obtain unexpected information.

As expected of a Maori detective.

Takagi sincerely admires it.

I also have to work hard to play the role of black face.

Takagi made up his mind and raised his attack again: "Then, Mr. Ito, where do you think this sunglasses went? Under what circumstances would a thief steal a pair of sunglasses?"

"How would I know?" Ito Yasuo shrugged and replied indifferently: "I'm not a thief?"

Suddenly, he asked in a dazed tone: "Mr. Criminal, are you doubting me by asking me this way? There is one thing I must remind you. When Qianqiu was killed, I was in Qunma County. No suspicion."

"We doubt everyone, including you of course." Takagi replied in a formulaic tone: "This is our job, we have to doubt everyone, otherwise we can't work."

"I used to be a criminal police officer, so I know your hard work." Mori Kogoro said, took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator, and put one in front of Ito Yasuo: "Takagi, you are still working, so you can't drink. But I also have A question I care about, why do you wear sunglasses, isn't it strange to wear sunglasses in this weather?"

Yasuo Ito picked up the beer, watched Mori Kogoro put down the question and immediately put it down, and then replied: "I can answer this question, her eyes are a little red, and she wears sunglasses to cover her eyes."

"I see," Takagi nodded, agreeing with this answer: "But I think there is another possibility, for example, to cover the face, so as not to be noticed by people as much as possible. The human brain will capture some main information , such as color. Especially strangers, it is difficult for them to notice the faces of strangers, but they will distinguish people according to their clothing and hair color. What Maori detectives see is not Chiaki Ito, but Chiaki Ito Others, like your mistress?"

Before Yasuo Ito could defend himself, Kogoro Mori spoke first: "According to what you said, the person who came to visit me is a mistress, so why did you ask me to investigate Mr. Ito and expose that he has a mistress?"

Yasuo Ito nodded in agreement.

Gao Mushe was at a loss for words for a while, but he still held on: "That's because the criminal is not the kind of reckless man who hits people with a hammer, bottle, stone, or trophy, but a well-planned criminal plan that does everything step by step. He was not impulsive, planned, highly educated, organized and detail-oriented."

While talking, pay attention to Ito Yasuo.Yasuo Ito was serious and quiet, expressionless.

"It's just that we'll catch him anyway because we're professionals. The murderer may be smart, but he's an amateur, and he only has one chance to learn, just this one time. But we're professionals, and we Handle a hundred cases. Mr. Ito, these are all experiences. Not only that, but we also have a lot of powerful support, right, Mr. Mori?"

Mori Kogoro nodded: "That's right, for example, I, Mori Kogoro, will do my best at all times! Don't worry, Mr. Ito, I will definitely catch the criminal!"

Yasuo Ito stared at Takagi She with a sullen face: "But the experience you mentioned seems to be useless. You are now suspecting people who should not be suspicious. I want to tell you that I did not kill my wife."

"I didn't say it was you." Takagi replied.

Yasuo Ito raised his eyebrows: "I don't want to continue to accompany you!"

After leaving this sentence, Yasuo Ito got up and left.

Watching Yasuo Ito's leaving back, Takagi gasped as if he had relaxed: "I don't think I remembered the lines wrongly. Detective Maori has also worked hard. The acting is so similar."

"What?" Mori Kogoro stared at Takagi in a daze, his mouth slightly opened, his eyebrows raised, and his eyes were confused.I don't understand what Takagi is talking about at all, but it's right to laugh anyway: "Hahahaha, leave it to me at ease!"

In a home-cooked restaurant in the [-]-chome of Mihuacho, Dai Sugihata was sitting by the window, and Conan Edogawa was sitting opposite her.Red paper was pasted upside down on the glass, and black writing was displayed on the outside, which said 'Kusukawa Detective Agency'.

There is a player on the dining table, and the dialogue in Maori Detective Agency is heard from the player.

"I don't want to continue to accompany you!" Yasuo Ito's voice came from the player.

Edogawa Conan jumped off his chair and ran out, pretending to meet Yasuo Ito by chance.Give full play to the skills of a bear child and drag the other party into the family restaurant.

"Why is Mr. Ito here?" Daisugi Sugihata asked knowingly.

Yasuo Ito replied: "I just came out of Maori Detective," and then asked curiously: "Who are you?"

"This child," Dai pointed at Conan, "is a child who lives in Uncle Maori's house. I don't know if he has been with the detective for too long. He is in the terminal stage of detective syndrome. Uncle Maori is afraid that he will make trouble, so he drives him out. It's gone." Then pointing to himself: "I, the unlucky bastard, will take care of it."

Edogawa Conan sneered, slandering in his heart: What he said was true, and what is the end stage of detective syndrome? !

Yasuo Ito nodded and sat down: "That's my fault, I'll treat you to something to eat."

The big and small bears clapped their hands and pretended to be happy. Dai asked, "Is my master annoying? He always doubts you. I clearly said that I saw Mrs. Ito leave the station with my own eyes."

Edogawa Conan nodded vigorously: "I saw it too, and I will testify to my uncle."

Yasuo Ito felt relieved: "Thank you."

"He always said that there is also the possibility that Mrs. Ito herself is a fake, saying that someone else pretended to be. He also said that I have never met Chiaki Ito, how can I be sure? You say it is annoying or not." Dai raised At first, his face was full of dissatisfaction.

"It's really annoying," Yasuo Ito nodded. "But I can't understand it. The job of the police is to doubt this and that."

Dai nodded in agreement, and suddenly said, "By the way, Mr. Ito, have you written the stolen item record?"

Yasuo Ito nodded.

"I want to see, I want to see." Xiongzi is a very useful disguise, and Edogawa is more and more proficient in using it: "Show me, uncle, okay?"

Blinking cute eyes, people can not refuse.

Yasuo Ito took out the record from the briefcase and handed it to Conan Edogawa.

Edogawa Conan looked at the stolen item record.

"Uncle, what does this trophy look like?"

"It's a trophy I got for playing golf."

"I think I've seen that trophy in the cabinet?" Edogawa drew circles outside his temples with two fingers, thinking.

"Impossible," Yasuo Ito denied, "That trophy was used as a murder weapon by the murderer, so it cannot be placed in the cabinet."

Dai Sugihata asked, "You haven't read the autopsy report, have you? How did you know the trophy was the murder weapon?"

"It was said by Detective Maori, Takagi Criminal." Yasuo Ito replied.

"That's because the prisoner is not the kind of reckless guy who hits people with hammers, bottles, stones, and trophies." Takagi's voice played in the player.

"It's strange? It's obviously a hammer, a bottle, a stone, and a trophy. Why do you think that the trophy is the murder weapon?"

For a moment, Yasuo Ito's brain went blank, muttering, and he didn't know what he said: "Because I didn't find the trophy, so when I heard the trophy, I thought it was a murder weapon."

"Is that so?" Dai Sugihata took the stolen record from Edogawa Conan: "But the trophy should be placed in the cabinet. Mr. Ito, haven't you read it carefully?"

"I didn't look very carefully." Yasuo Ito replied.

"Sure enough, I know my own home the best," Edogawa blinked, pretending to be a cute child: "Evidently I didn't search carefully, but I still found so many stolen things."

Yasuo Ito stood up abruptly: "Enough, what do you want to say!"

"Why did Mr. Ito go to the Mori Detective Agency?" Sugihata Dai said while tearing off the sticker pasted by the window, revealing the words 'Kusugawa Detective Agency' displayed outside.

"It's strange? You were obviously not asked to go to the Mori Detective Agency, but you ran over without hesitation." Dai Sugihata shook the paper in her hand: "I'm obviously conspicuous here, right? And there are people like me Beautiful girl."

Edogawa turned his head away, making faces where no one noticed.

"I guess you want to say that I said the name of Detective Mori, that's why you went there?" Dai Sugihata started the recorder and played back what she had said when she was at Ito's house.

"That detective also often provides some assistance to our police."

The same sentence was repeated over and over again.

"Look, I'm talking about the detective? Why do you want to go to the Maori detective? Obviously, as long as you pay attention a little bit," Dai shook the paper in her hand: "You will notice it, right? Inherent thinking really It's pretty scary. When I played Kirby, I thought deeply about it."

"Eh?" Yasuo Ito, who was listening intently, suddenly heard strange words and was pulled out of the tense atmosphere.

"Mr. Ito, you said that Mrs. Ito's eyes are red and swollen, so you need to wear sunglasses?" Dai Sugihata ignored it, but continued: "Of course the red and swollen eyes are deceiving. You just thought of it on the spur of the moment. And Mrs. Ito The real situation is that you have pneumonia, and you get pneumonia because of the cigarettes you smoke. This kind of illness will make the body hot, and with air conditioning and thick clothes, it can keep the residual temperature during the autopsy, which makes people misjudge the time of death. And pretending to be a robber to kill, coupled with the loss of contact, the police will not conduct an autopsy without the consent of relatives."

"The evidence is," Dai Sugihata took out about eight or nine pieces of paper from her wallet and put them on the table: "This electricity bill, which is the electricity bill on the day Chiaki Ito was killed, left home early in the morning, but still has electricity bills." 140 yen. If you consider that Chiaki Ito was killed and turned on the air conditioner at 9:00, and turned off the air conditioner at 13:00, for a total of 4 hours, the electricity bill would be 128 yen, which is pretty close to this."

"Stop talking!" Ito Yasuo yelled, "Why do you doubt me..."

Because the speaking speed was not fast enough, Edogawa Conan, who failed to grab the words, said: "Uncle, you said that you were poisoned by nicotine, but you didn't smoke at all on the train, but you pulled me to ask what happened and wanted to smoke. Don’t you think it’s strange that you will endure in the car and ask some irrelevant things when you don’t notice the no-smoking area?”

Seeing Yasuo Ito lying slumped on the table, Tsutomu Takagi came in and asked with his eyes.After getting an affirmative reply, Yasuo Ito was arrested.

"Who are you..." Itou Yasuo asked unwillingly.

Dai Sugihata's answer was concise and to the point: "Office worker!"

Geez, wasted my day.

Dai Sugihata thought so in her heart.

Ps:

3400+, even if it is 4000!

So I still owe one more!