The fake wine life from scratch

Although it was the weekend, Luoshan had a dormitory system. Many students who lived on campus heard the siren and heard that there had been a murder. They all came to watch.

Conan heard several classmates whispering.

"A lot of people died in our school recently."

"Didn't a student jump off the building not long ago?"

"Is it because Luoshan's feng shui is not very good?"

……

Conan thought for a moment, put down the photo of the dead body, and ran to the red-haired boy: "Hey, big brother, are you the head of the basketball club?"

Akashi lowered his head slightly, and looked at the little boy wearing glasses with his orange and red pupils: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Conan put on a curious expression: "Then do you know how popular the deceased elder brother was in the basketball team? The elder brother with the injured foot, the elder brother with the tape on his nose, and the assistant coach elder sister, the relationship between them and the deceased Are there any contradictions?"

Akashi frowned, and said lightly: "I don't know. I don't care about such boring things. I only care about whether they can win the game."

A drop of sweat trickled down the corner of his forehead, and Conan scratched his cheek with his fingers, smiling a bit awkwardly: "That's right."

"Katsumura, are your feet okay?"

With the support of his teammates, Katsumura leaned against the wall and pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty: "It's okay, but I just rushed over, and it seems that the wound has started to bleed again."

"Sure enough, simple bandaging is not enough. After the case is over, I will accompany you to the hospital."

"That's too much trouble for you."

"It's okay, little things."

Conan closed his eyes and thought about it. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

From the other side came Souma Mamoru's violent roar: "Huh? You say I'm a suspect? Stop talking nonsense, how could I kill someone!"

Shiliang looked at him sharply: "The dying message left by the deceased, in terms of astrology, AC can be interpreted as Alpha Centauri, the second south gate, the centaur located in the south of the sky, and the suspect with 'horse' in his name is Only you."

Somamoru snorted coldly, still looking very angry: "This is just your guess. Do you have any solid evidence to prove that I am the murderer? Besides, I have no motive to kill Fujii!"

Shiliang said: "Whether there is a motive or not, we need to continue to investigate..."

Toru Amuro interrupted her: "Miss Shira, the victim was a member of the basketball club, not the astronomy club. The AC he left before his death, I think, is more likely to be related to basketball."

He looked at Xiao Qianqiu meaningfully, "For example... Assistant Coach."

Xiao Qianqiu's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, someone still thought of her through this dying message.

Xiao Qianqiu, who was not a thief but had an inexplicable guilty conscience, said with a little confidence: "But, I have no motive to kill Fujii-san."

Soma Mori at the side said sadly: "Assistant coach, I saw that Fujii kissed you forcefully in the locker room."

"Hey?!"

The voices were three female high school students including Ran, and police officers Takagi and Megure.

And Xiao Qianqiu himself was so shocked that he couldn't even make a sound.

Souma Mamoru seemed to think that he was not hot enough, and then shook out a lot of shocking things: "It's no secret that Fujii likes the assistant coach in the basketball department. However, I can't say that I like him. That guy is a hooligan at all. What do you say?" I've had enough of playing with high school girls and wanted to try a mature woman, so I followed the assistant coach's ass all day to harass her. Although our assistant coach is very beautiful, she is already married."

"married?!"

The shock group was shocked again.

Xiao Qianqiu pinched her palms desperately to keep herself calm on the surface.

Compared to them, Conan looked much calmer: "The coach's sister is wearing a wedding ring on her right ring finger."

Hearing this, Xiao Qianqiu unconsciously touched the ring on her ring finger.

Really.

It turned out that the original owner was married.

She secretly scolded herself for being careless, for not being aware of the existence of this ring from just now.

Amuro looked at the ring on Xiao Qianqiu's right ring finger, and said thoughtfully: "This lady, so she is married."

For a moment, Toru Amuro's expression suddenly became very scary. He narrowed his eyes and exuded an undisguised danger: "However, you don't seem to know that you are married?"

Xiao Qianqiu suddenly felt a chill down her spine, as if all the secrets had been seen through.

calm.

Calm down, at most he is suspecting that you have disguised yourself as the original owner.

No matter how terrible Amuro's observation and reasoning skills are, he will never guess that your soul has traveled to the original owner.

This kind of thing does not conform to science.

Xiao Qianqiu took a deep breath and tried to remain calm: "Of course people like Mr. Amuro who have never been married will not understand. Married women often forget that they are married, thinking that they are still young Girls' Generation."

Fortunately, there were no other married women at the scene to refute her.

Amuro calmly suppressed all the dangerous aura just now, rubbed his nose lightly, and said with emotion: "Is that so, girls' hearts are really complicated."

Like an innocent boy who knows nothing about women.

Comparable to the actor's acting skills.

If Xiao Qianqiu hadn't seen the famous Detective Conan and knew that the other party was a Japanese policeman with triple identities working undercover in the black organization, she would have almost believed it.

The identity crisis was smoothed over, but the suspicion of the murder remains unresolved.

It seems reasonable to kill the victim because of being forced to kiss and become angry for a while.What's more, Xiao Qianqiu couldn't say exactly what she did between one o'clock and one o'clock ten, and no one could prove her absence.

Officer Mu Mu had obviously regarded her as the most motivated and most suspicious suspect.

Takagi took out the handcuffs, and the case was about to be settled. Conan suddenly said, "Ah, this dying message seems a bit strange."

Shiliang bent down and leaned closer to him: "Oh? What's so strange?"

Conan pointed to the photo and said in a naive tone: "Sister Shiliang, look, the letter C is written differently from what we usually write. After the arc at the bottom ends, it floats up again. Is he Want to write cursive English?"

Shiliang laughed: "A person who is about to die, how can he still have the desire to write cursive style, this can only be..."

The girl detective stopped abruptly, realizing something.

Amuro picked up half of what she said: "It is only possible that it was not finished. If the victim dies after writing this word, then the dying message is incomplete. AC is just the message the victim wanted to leave behind. part."

Officer Mumu was taken aback when he heard the words, Takagi scratched his head, and put the handcuffs back.

Xiao Qianqiu stayed for two seconds, then let out a long breath.

Life is really ups and downs.

The thread is interrupted again.

Shiliang tried to think from other angles: "There is no fingerprint of the prisoner on the murder weapon, which means that the prisoner wrapped the handle of the knife with something."

Conan added: "Or wrap your hands in something."

Toru Amuro nodded: "According to the confession, the three suspects stayed on the basketball court after one o'clock, so the object stained with the victim's blood and sweat from his own hands must still be in the basketball court. The killer went into hiding and eluded the police."

"What are they? Gloves? Tissues?"

Takagi said distressedly: "We have searched all the basketball courts, but we didn't find anything similar."

The three detectives fell into deep thought.

Yuanzi, who had just disappeared, bounced back to Lan, looking in a good mood, she held her face, and said with a heart in her eyes: "Lan, I just saw Mr. Lujian himself! He really He's so tall, and he's so handsome! Ah, if you can see Mr. Midorima shoot a three-pointer in person, you'll have no regrets in life!"

Lan smiled helplessly, and pretended to threaten her: "If Yuanzi does this again, I will tell Mr. Jingjizhen."

Yuanzi immediately withered, sticking out his tongue: "I see, Lan, you must not tell Ah Zhen."

"Okay, I won't. But, is Midorima-kun's three-pointer really that good?"

"Of course, he is a player known as a 'three-point shooter'. Midorima-kun is very hardworking and takes good care of himself. He usually wears bandages on the fingers of his left hand to ensure the health of his nails."

……

This is it!

A flash of inspiration came to the minds of the three detectives.

Officer Mumu saw that the three of them showed "so that's the case" expressions at the same time, and couldn't help wondering, "Have you figured out who the culprit is?"

Toru Amuro smiled confidently, turned around, and said to one of the three suspects, "You must be the culprit."

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