The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"I heard that your marksmanship is very good, Mr. Matsuo?" Megure Police Department picked up the record book and looked at Matsuo Takashi who was brought back by the police.

"Are you also doubting me?" Matsuo Takashi had not wiped away the tears on his face, and looked at the Megure Police Department with red eyes, "I have been participating in the program today, and during the commercial time, I was also discussing the next step with Ms. Nagai. The details of the show never leave the scene!”

"That's right!" Conan, who was holding a coffee cup, couldn't help but start to interject, shouting innocently, "The show is very exciting, everyone can't take their eyes off it!"

"This kid is right." Matsuo Takashi smiled, "Thank you."

"Especially, that mystery short film!" Conan continued to shout, "Sister Xiaolan and I answered the murderer correctly and even won a prize!"

"Ah, yes," Ayako Nagai nodded suddenly, "Mr. Matsuo was out at that time."

"But that short film is only 4 minutes long!" Matsuo Takashi protested, "From the studio on the 9th floor where the program was recorded to this room on the 4th floor, the fastest round trip would take more than 6 minutes!"

"It sounds like you are well prepared, Mr. Matsuo?" Karasawa, who had been silently hanging up for a while, suddenly said, "Why are you specifically measuring this kind of data? Are you preparing for your own murder plan?"

It's this difficult boy again...

Matsuo Takashi calmed down and looked back at him: "Akechi-kun, don't just talk about me. I remember that you also left everyone's sight at that time. You were in the same situation as me, weren't you? Moreover, you left just to make a call. The phone call... If you make a random guess like this, you are more likely to commit a crime than me, aren't you?"

The cell phone splattered with the victim's blood fell next to the body and has been taken away by the police officers who collected evidence. Everyone already knows that the deceased was making a call when he died, and they are investigating who the person he was calling was.

"Hey, Akechi, he's just here to participate in the show. Why would he murder your producer?" Mouri Kogoro saw him attacking people and quickly stopped him.

"Then I have no reason to kill Suwa. We have been friends for many years!" Matsuo Takashi's voice became louder.

Tangze smiled and narrowed his eyes without retorting.

Don't tell me, if he is really "Kumail", then he really has some motive.

Because the script of this variety show was changed and the person who decided not to notify the guests in advance was none other than the producer Suwa Michihiko himself.

As for why he made this decision...it must be Tang Ze, the mastermind behind it.

Just like entering the palace to brainwash Tonguchi Shigehiko and confusing his memory of Hoshikawa Teru, Karasawa, who didn't like the two show producers, had no intention of saving people this time.

——Especially after he discovered that the shadows of these two people could be located in the Shibuya subway, and both had the potential to grow into palaces.

After listening to them on the subway for a few minutes criticizing the bad nature and dark side of media people, Tang Ze rolled his eyes, dealt with their shadow, added the KA03 news to the program script, and left directly.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t save the garbage man, dying more will help purify the entertainment industry environment.

Seeing Goro Akechi shut up, Matsuo Takashi snorted, looked at the police and said, "Anyway, it takes 6 minutes at the fastest from the studio to here. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself!"

"Is that so?" Megure Police Department's eyes drifted towards Goro Akechi and Kogoro Mori, "Otherwise, brother, you..."

"No need." Tangze waved his hand, interrupting the step-by-step process, "Do you have the floor plans of these floors? According to fire safety requirements, high-rise buildings need to mark evacuation passages and routes. Bring me the fire map.”

It was getting late, and everyone hadn't had dinner yet. If he didn't leave, Sister Mingmei couldn't leave directly, and she was still waiting for him in the building.

Conan's eyes also lit up, and he came over to look at the floor plan of the building together.

"It's like a maze..." Everyone gathered around the table to check it out. Looking at the intricate distribution of stairs in the building, Mao Lilan couldn't help but said, "Wouldn't the staff find it inconvenient?"

"It's definitely inconvenient." Nagai Ayako laughed, "But radio and television stations are very important places. Once there is unrest, some people will want to occupy the television station and control the communication and speech channels... It's not just us. , TV stations around the world think this way, and the structure is relatively complicated.”

"Hmm... Looking at this route, it is indeed difficult to make a round trip within 4 minutes without being monitored." Police Department Megure said to himself, holding his chin.

"Well..." Karasawa smiled, pointed at the room he was currently in, which was the location where the deceased died, and then started scratching with his fingertips upwards. The scratches made Matsuo Takashi's heart skip a beat.

Conan's eyes brightened. He looked in the direction of Tang Ze's fingertips, then looked at the blood stains on the window, and clapped his hands.

"It seems that smart people have already understood." Tangze met Conan's gaze and smiled, "Do you know what to look for, little detective?"

Nagai Ayako, on the other hand, blinked, glanced at the calm Akechi Goro and Conan with shining eyes, then glanced at Matsuo Takashi's face, secretly took out her cell phone, and pressed it.

"Hello?" She took two steps back, away from the crowd gathered around the table, who were all studying the floor plan, and whispered, "Miss Mizuno, can you hear me?"

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"Is it really okay to use the equipment this way?"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, we just lend it to the police and detectives to use the internal signals." Several broadcasters sitting in the director's room looked at the camera with their lunch boxes, "It won't be leaked, and the station director also You won’t say anything, will you?”

"Hey, what are you doing?" A majestic voice came from behind.

"Ah, Minister!"

"Sorry, we'll cut it off right away..."

"Idiots, who told you to stop!" the minister shouted, "I will be responsible for anything that happens! Immediately, connect the video to the evening news and broadcast it!"

"yes!"

"Well done, Nagai!" The minister patted the shoulder of Nagai Ayako who was following behind him, "Very keen judgment!"

The smiling male announcer took the next handout handed over by the staff at the back, glanced at the title, was stunned, quickly adjusted his expression, and said smoothly in a standard broadcast tone: "Sorry for the interruption. An urgent news. From now on, we will provide you with the latest developments of the major murder that occurred on our station tonight. We will hand over the camera to the reporter at the front, Miss Rena Minami..."

Miyano Akemi, who was sitting bored in the lobby on the first floor, looked at the big screen in front of her. On the screen was the scene being broadcast by Nippon TV at the moment.

Xingchuan Hui put down his homework and took off his glasses. On the 60-inch screen in the living room, it was the announcer's dull expression.

Toru Amuro placed the menus in the hands of the newly seated guests and looked up at the TV screen.

"'Major murder'?" Azusa Enomoto also walked out of the bar, placed the plate he was holding on the table of the customer who was ordering, and walked to him, "Was there a murder at Nippon TV Station? Then, Akechi-kun?"

Mizuno Reina's bright cat eyes appeared in the camera, with a decent and bright smile on her face, and she briefly introduced the circumstances of the case that happened on the TV station today.

"...Coincidentally, with the participation of two famous detectives who participated in the 'Japanese Detective Agency' variety show, the case has made a breakthrough!" She said, turning the microphone in her hand in a different direction, and the camera followed. Scheduling, Akechi Goro's face entered the viewfinder.

"Yes, I think the murderer is you, Mr. Matsuo Takashi." Goro Akechi glanced at the direction she walked in. The entire seventh floor was already surrounded by staff watching the excitement, and he said indifferently Turn your head and look straight at the screen and camera in front of you.

"But if he was the murderer, how did he go back and forth between the crime scene and the studio where the variety show was located in just 4 minutes?"

In the director's room, the directors switched the audio tracks and sources familiarly, and what was displayed on the TV became the face of the Memu Police Department.

"It's very simple." Goro Akechi tilted his head and smiled, then with a light push, he turned over and jumped onto the window sill of the 7th floor warehouse, as if he didn't care about the dozens of meters below, one leg resting on the window sill, the other leg Hanging casually outside the window.

As long as someone pushed him from behind, or if he lost his balance even slightly, he would undoubtedly fall from the height of the seventh floor and be shattered into pieces.

There is another update, maybe early in the morning