Chapter 974: Unexpected Defense-Breaking Posture
"Detective, please."
Secretary Takada stood at the door of the conference room and smiled and greeted the Maori Kogoro who came up.
Because this time has not undergone special testing, Aodong Mohiko, who has no consciousness of their identity, has no additional instructions, so his sight naturally ignores the children following the feet of Maori Kogoro, but just do it. Please.
When the two people walked in, he closed the door of the conference hall, took out the remote control to close the lights, and opened the projection.
"Good evening, Mr. Detective. How about my commission, how did you investigate?"
In the big screen opposite the conference table, Ingyan, who had been waiting for a long time, sat there.
His figure was reflected by a large silhouette on the large screen around him. This time, Maori Kogoro and Conan, who are already familiar with his identity, do not need additional explanations, and can see his identity at a glance.
Compared to the photos in the group photo, the current Ito Mo Yan, even if he can't see his face, has a lot of weight loss. The traces of the pain and the unknown snail house left him are not just as simple as the spiritual decadent.
Originally, he was also a promising college student with excellent family situation. Even if you don't say how much contribution to the society, he is also a young man who can have a beautiful future without having to worry about living ...
Mao Likuro had some emotions in her heart, but the movements in their hands did not relax.
He slowly walked towards the projector, or in the direction of the camera, inserted his hand in his pants pocket while walking, and used this action to play a few gestures towards Conan.
The East Mo Yan people must be nearby. While moving his attention to him and Takada, it is the most suitable environment for searching the surrounding environment.
"First of all, you need me to investigate for you, which happened a year ago in April 4th. Together with the banking car,"
"This point, I have already known from your survey progress. So, how do you understand the goal I need to investigate?"
"You want to know the real murderer of the banking car robber. In other words, kill one of the robbers, and it is also a friend of your college, the real murderer of the west downs, who is the real murderer."
Like the gesture of the famous detective in the variety show, Mao Ogang Goro lengthened the tone and regulated his footsteps to make himself look away and walk slowly in the room.
At the same time, Conan, the cat's waist, had reached the other side of the conference table, avoided Takata's sight, and studied the projector and the camera's cable.
During this period, the camera connected to the network is not fresh, but from the speed of talking and conversation between East East and Takada, compared with the environmental sound in the background, the location of the camera connection, including the entire system, set up the entire system. The location must be near this conference room.
Even say ...
"It is indeed a well -detective Mr. Maori. These problems can't be held up. So, what is your opinion?" Itsa Ayon Ihiko in the picture tilted his head, and the outline of the sunglasses on his face was reflected by the screen.
"... I already know, the answer you want." Maori Kogoro did not deliberately change the tone this time, but once again emphasized some words in the sentence, "and the truth you expect. Kill the kill. Kill the kill. It was the prisoner who participated in the robbery and was wanted by the police.
After the thin wooden door of the meeting room, Tang Ze, who came over, looked at the closed door in front of him and made a weird expression.
How to say, what is the level of the investigation of Mowli Kogoro, it may still be a question that needs to continue to observe and dialectical, but in the aspect of humanity, he should be able to hang it as ten Conan.
You listen, you listen to this adjective.
A bunch of attributives were added to rendering the other party's crimes, and at the end, the prisoner's name was said.
It is other people. This may not only feel comfortable, but also a bit provocative. It is like some detectives who deliberately pretend to be.
But for the pursuit of self -identity and eager to be regarded as a real bad guy in the world, this sentence is no different from him.
Shimizu Lizi, who was standing beside Tang Ze, also sneered lightly: "This man, there is a set of shooting horses."
"In this regard, I don't let it go." Tang Ze just shrugged, and said, "This is the compulsory course of excellent private detectives."
Do n’t ridicule Acton Iya, who can not find the North by Mao Ryo Kogo. Do you not like my evaluation of you?
The East Moan in the door was very useful for his evaluation, and a few hearty laughs even listened to Tang Ze outside the door.
在听完了毛利小五郎就他们是如何找到了劫案遗留下的面罩等工具，又是怎么找到了他的大学，根据提示找出了他这个被退学的社长以及与他一起作案的女友和In the end, how did he escape from the police's hands in the end?
"It's amazing, it's really amazing. If it wasn't for my physical condition, I should have applauding your excellent reasoning." Ing Ihiko, who was immersed in the role of the heroes, nodded. "So What about the case of Nishikawa Zhengzhi?
After searching for a long time, Conan, who had secretly found the suspected secret door on the wall, couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this.
Listen to him, listen to his tone.
You're panting when I say you're fat, right? No wonder Reiko Shimizu couldn't stand such an accomplice who was clearly positioned as a fool.
Maori Kogoro, who knew the whole story, couldn't help but be speechless for a few seconds, and looked at the screen in a wordless manner.
Be patient, don't expose him at this time, what if he can't help it and blows up the little devil in anger?
Even if he doesn't blow up the little devil because of the distance, those unused watches are still piled up in the playground below waiting for the police to collect them, and it's not good to blow them up at this time.
After persuading himself a few times in his heart, Maori Kogoro reluctantly opened his mouth and explained that he fired eight shots in the building opposite to snipe Shoji Nishio.
With the awareness that money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat, he said a nonsensical evaluation in a flat tone.
"... You shot him very accurately with the first shot, and you had time to shoot seven more shots, pretending to have poor shooting skills, confusing the police's sight, so that they mistakenly thought that the person who shot was your girlfriend Shimizu Reiko. In this regard, you are indeed talented."
"Ahem..." Tang Ze raised his hand to cover his mouth, suppressing the laughter that almost blurted out.
By the way, he pulled Shimizu Reiko, who was taking a deep breath and seemed to be about to rush in and shoot them all, to prevent her from interrupting this overly wonderful performance.
Who said that Maori Kogoro's acting skills are not good? This is great!
If it were another detective, would he say such a thing to Ito Suehiko?
Tang Ze, who couldn't hold back outside, held down the real murderer who couldn't hold back either. In the room, Conan, who was busy looking for the secret passage, and Takada, who was not good at speaking, closed their mouths at the same time, suppressing the urge to complain.
For a moment, except for the calm Kogoro Mouri, the room was as quiet as a summer night when all the cicadas had been sprayed with insecticide.
"The car accident was also very clever." The difficult words had been said, and the following content naturally became much smoother. Kogoro Mouri continued without any stumbling, "Whether it was intentional or not, you actually lost your ability to act after the car accident. At this stage, even if you know that the real murderer may not be Reiko Shimizu, it is difficult for the prosecutor to impose too high a sentence on you, and the possibility of seeking medical parole is very high."
"Cough cough cough cough..." Takata lowered his head, pretending to clear his throat, and tried to suppress the laughter on his lips.
Isn't it very high? He can't even take care of himself.
At that time, Suehiko Ito - or now is the same - was almost a complete useless person, with paralyzed legs, difficult to get up, and had to rely on others for help with eating and living.
Even if he goes to prison, it is still a question whether he can live to the end of his sentence. This may be an important reason why the police are unwilling to increase their efforts to arrest him.
Why do we need to catch such a person? First, he did not really kill anyone. The murderer was Shimizu Reiko, who was fully capable of acting, and the latter was suspected to have jumped off a cliff and died. Second, even if he is caught, the medical expenses may still need to be borne by the police system.
No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!
Then he is not coming to jail, but really coming to get a job, how inappropriate.
Thinking of this, even the fact that Soichiro Fukayama helped him to hide his identity and start a new business outside has changed in nature.
There is a bit of the meaning of turning waste into treasure and relieving the financial pressure on the country in it. It is a bad intention to do good things.
"With such serious injuries, the cost of medical parole is very high, and it is almost impossible to serve your sentence. In fact, it is not a big problem if you don't escape from prison." Perhaps he found a new channel for sarcasm, Maori Kogoro became more and more excited, "Even if the police pursue responsibility, most of the problems are in recovering the stolen money, and this part of the economic loss may not cover the cost of sending you to the hospital. After weighing the pros and cons, even if you insisted that you did not kill anyone and did not become the main planner of the robbery, the police are likely to..."
"Stop talking!" Ito Suehiko, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to finally be unable to listen and uttered a hoarse low roar.
Judging from his tone, if possible, he might want to add some table-slapping actions to his words, but as Maori Kogoro said, he no longer has this ability.
"...That's not what I'm asking for." As if realizing his own gaffe, Ito Suehiko adjusted his breathing and spoke again, "I don't want to get away with it. If I wanted to get away with it, the police's current case review would not focus on me, and I have already escaped the guilt in a factual sense. What I want to hear is..."
"...What I want to hear is that the police misjudged the identity of the murderer, so they forced your girlfriend, Shimizu Reiko, to death?" Maori Kogoro put away his exaggerated expression just now and smiled, "About this..."
He glanced at Conan from the corner of his eye.
Whether it was Secretary Takada who lowered her head to hold back her laughter, or Ito Suehiko who tried to adjust his breathing, it was obviously impossible for them to notice that there was a naughty child in the room who was tiptoeing and looking for things everywhere.
Perhaps they had noticed it originally, but Maori Kogoro's outrageous remarks were too eye-catching, and people's attention was completely diverted to him.
Conan looked at him speechlessly and made an OK gesture.
"...I'm afraid I'll come up with some surprising news for you." Maori Kogoro, who had confirmed it, breathed a sigh of relief and spoke more casually, "For example, your girlfriend Shimizu Reiko may not be dead yet."
"What?!"
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"It's normal for him to collect police information from Kanagawa Prefecture." While the uncomfortable conversation was going on outside, in the hall, Matsuda Jinpei kept patting Morobushi Keimitsu and comforting his friends who were somewhat aroused by these things, "You can see that he has a lot of things in his hands. Whether those are provided by channels in the deep mountains or he hacked in with his own ability, it shows that Ito Suehiko does have the ability to control these resources."
Whether it's the cameras on the road or the explosives placed in the toy store.
Ito Suehiko's contempt and violation of the police system and public order and morality are clear facts, and will not be diverted by his clever or clumsy means.
Such a person has enough resources, and the current situation is inevitable.
"He actually looks down on the police. Although, he himself did not escape the police's pursuit." Matsuda Jinpei analyzed calmly, "If he respected the police and the law, he would not have chosen such a road of no return to crime from the beginning."
At the same time, the conversation outside happened to talk about similar content.
"You want to fool the police, or it may not be your original intention, but you and your accomplices did fool the police to some extent, making the police mistakenly believe that... the murderer is Shimizu Reiko." Maori Kogoro looked at Ito Suehiko on the screen with a subtle look.
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“…It’s a bit exaggerated, but consider his family background and the main ‘business’ of the seniors he is in contact with. This group of young people despise authority and the secular world, and regard such behavior as personality and romance, which gave birth to such a deformed example as Ito Suehiko…”
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“…You said you want to take the blame for your lover? But, Mr. Ito Suehiko, how do you know that your lover, Shimizu Reiko, doesn’t have the same idea as you, and wants to take the blame for you and then die?”
“I, I…” Ito Suehiko, who really didn’t think of this possibility, was briefly stuck.