Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

Hui Yuanai suddenly realized: "So, you hung up the phone because..."

"Well, didn't Officer Takagi say that..."

Ye Geng said: "Back then, whenever Nabei Yonggui remembered what his father had said before his death, he would take the initiative to tell the police, but after waiting for 15 years, there was still no progress. Now he is avenging his father, I am not interested in it. I don't intend to get involved either."

"Then... what if your analysis goes wrong?" Huihara asked.

"If you make a mistake, it means that the murderer is someone else, and the clues will be interrupted..."

Ye Gengyi said: "Matsumoto Kiyosaga only sent Police Officer Takagi to investigate alone, and he returned to the Metropolitan Police Department with the Megure Police Department. As the person involved, he seems not sure about this matter. Why should I worry about it? "

Well…

Hui Yuanai couldn't refute.

When leaving the basement and returning to the living room.

Conan also just ended the call with Takagi.

"How is it?" Seeing this, Hui Yuanai asked proactively.

"I found that mahjong parlor..."

Conan said: "After seeing the photos, the store owner remembered the four of them. It was true that they would go to his place to play mahjong every Saturday night 20 years ago."

Such a good memory?

Hui Yuanai blinked, "That mahjong parlor...is the business not very good?"

"yes."

Conan responded, "The store owner said that there were only a few customers at that time, and there were only four regular customers, and they got to know each other after they came and went."

Can such a store be opened for 20 years... Maybe the owner of the store really likes mahjong tiles...

Hui Yuanai made a noise silently, and asked casually, "Did Officer Takagi investigate anything else?"

"He has locked the suspect in the serial murder case." Conan said.

"What?" Hui Yuanai was startled.

"When the four of them were playing mahjong, they always reasoned about what actually happened, but there was a customer who often came to find fault with them, but every time they would be speechless by the four of them... "

Conan pondered and said:

"But later, Mr. Pingdong seemed to have some conflicts with the other three people. The guest stepped forward to provoke Mr. Pingdong when he was alone, and the two had a big fight. At that time, the guest said harshly, saying that he would All four of them were killed."

The murderer is not Hiratoji or Nabei Yonggui, but someone else...

Brother Geng's reasoning was wrong...

If it's not revenge, but purely for the pleasure of killing, who knows if that kind of murderer who can last for several years will become mentally disturbed one day and come back to endanger Ayumi's safety.

Hui Yuanai resisted the urge to go to the basement now and tell Ye Gengyi about the situation, and continued to ask:

"What does that customer who likes to find fault look like, is it a man or a woman, and how old is it?"

"You don't have to be too nervous."

Conan lowered his voice and said:

"Officer Takagi has already investigated it. That man is called Oniho Tokuro. He was sentenced to 15 years in prison for robbery and murder. I heard that he just finished his sentence and was released a while ago..."

"It turned out that the reason why he took 15 years to kill was because he had been locked in prison during this time..."

Hui Yuanai paused when he said this, and stared at the face of the detective boy in front of him, feeling a little puzzled: "Then why do you still have this expression? Could it be that Brother Geng didn't let you follow?" Officer Takagi to investigate?"

"No, Brother Geng deduced the clue that the four deceased went to the mahjong parlor together before their death, which has saved a lot of investigation time. I just think there is something weird about this case..."

Conan seemed to be muttering to himself, but also seemed to be asking rhetorically: "Since Mr. Pingdong and Guibao Dulang have had verbal and physical conflicts, even if he is now an expert in criminal psychology, no matter what So even if the other party is visiting, they won't invite people into the bedroom."

"What if Onibo Tokuro uses a pistol?"

Hui Yuanai spread out his palm, bent his ring finger and little finger, pointed at Conan and said, "If you are threatened like this, no matter how reluctant you are, you will be obedient, right?"

"Pistol? Ah, you're right..."

Conan slightly recalled: "However, you haven't heard of the missing pistol recently, have you?"

"Recently?" Hui Yuanai grasped the key point.

"It's like this..." Conan explained: "Although I haven't searched for relevant news, Officer Takagi said that the owner of the mahjong parlor mentioned that there was a case where a criminal policeman was stunned and his pistol was stolen 20 years ago. of eucalyptus."

"Did that Guibao Duro do it?" Huihara asked.

"Well, it is said that it was him..." Conan murmured, resting his chin on one hand, "However, it seems that only two days later, the police revolver was sent back."

"..." Hui Yuanai was a little speechless.

Suddenly I feel very tired communicating with detectives, unlike Brother Geng, who wants to tell you, just say it directly...

She was silent for a moment: "Since the police have locked down the suspect, there is no need for you to participate in the subsequent arrests, right?"

"Um…"

Conan responded, and then continued: "However, apart from Mr. Ping Dong's death in the bedroom and the doubtful letter on his back, the blood stains he left on the Ctrl and C keys of the keyboard, there are also unknown reasons. The action of grasping the mouse with the right hand also makes me very concerned.”

"ah?"

Hui Yuanai was slightly dazed.

...This, isn't it going back to Brother Gengyi's reasoning?

"I always feel that Mr. Pingdong wants to leave some information, otherwise he wouldn't have pressed the keyboard with his blood-stained right hand and then covered it with his left hand again..."

Conan scratched his head.

At this moment, the three children who were playing racing games in front of the sofa in the living room suddenly cried out.

"Oh! Yuantai, how could you bump into me!"

"Who told you to drive so slowly~"

"It's the props thrown by Ayumi that slowed down my speed."

"Props? Oh oh...is that the mouse hole?"

"That's not a mouse hole, it's a trap!"

"What, it doesn't matter what kind of trap it is, my cat won't drive into it!"

"It's not a cat, it's a car. Yuantai, if you can't read, then don't talk nonsense."

"Never mind him! Anyway, I'm sure to win this round..."

Conan wasn't listening to the uproar behind the three children. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Only the word cat is left in my mind...

cat is also a cat.

Ctrl+c is copy...the combination of the two is the meaning of copycat imitator...

The message that Mr. Pingdong wanted to leave behind was originally to express that the person who killed him was a copycat who imitated the serial murder case!

hateful! This code is hidden too ingeniously, if you don't boldly assume Pingdong Tangci's identity, it's hard to doubt and think from this angle...

Thinking about it, Conan hurriedly took out his mobile phone and bowknot voice changer, and ran into the bathroom in a hurry.

This information must be told to the police as soon as possible!

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