Chapter 2902 2906 [Calvados's Pistol]

Without a key, the people inside should not sound, so now ...

High school students looked at each other, and their rich experience made them instantly consensus -it was time to break the door.

Momorilan moved to ankle: "I'm here!"

At the same time, she kicked out. He was in a huge shock, the door lock slipped off, and the open door was hit on the wall and rebounded again.

Vodka looked at the deformed door frame: "..."

He stepped back silently.

——It before seeing this scene, I only felt that this female high school student was very enthusiastic. He also fantasized that when he fell into Wozo's trap, he was accidentally hit by Maorilan to mistakenly hit and rescue.

But now ...

Thinking of the dense signature of the book, and thinking that Mao Lilan's eyes were brilliant at the time of the meal, and handed the signature book to Kimsuze Liuichiro, while Kim Zeliu Ichiro readily signed the famous scene under her gaze ... Vodka I snoring silently, I just felt the hair behind her back, and there was a kind of fear passing by death.

"Fortunately, I recognized her true face in time." Vodka breathed a deep breath and comforted myself in my heart. "This means that my survival rate in the face of Uzo has improved again!"

When vodka was crazy in his heart.

Next to him, Conan glanced suspiciously: "..." What was the guy nervous? What happened to the house was really planned by vodka and his associates?

Thinking about it this way, Conan suddenly felt itchy, and he quickly ran to the door and watched it.

The lamp was turned off in the room, which was dark, and only the TV in the corner was glowing.

On the sofa chair in front of the TV, a person was sitting there against the door, only one head showed a head.

"Teacher?" Two apprentices walked into the house and came to the chair by dark, "You're okay."

The people in front of the TV motionless.

"Don't say a word, your guy picked up the shelf again." Mrs. Kim Ze snorted and entered the house, "What was the movement just now?"

There is still no echo.

Jiang Xia looked at the wall and pressed the light switch.

The surrounding area was loud. After a moment, a sudden exclaimed in the room: "Ah!"

"?!" Suzuki Garden was startled, and they were panicked to the door. "What's wrong?"

Mrs. Kim Ze was asleep, and after two seconds, she returned to God. She covered her mouth and pointed at the person in the sofa chair: "Dead ... dead !!"

"?!"

Nympho

Kim Ze Liu Yiro died, and he had a bomb hole in his eyebrows -he was cut through his head by a shot.

There was a short -term call from the service department. It didn't take long for the Daqi Police Department to rush from the urban area with his subordinates.

"Another shooting?" He rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and he didn't adapt to the current work intensity. But the murder case has happened, and the world -renowned architect is dead ...

The Daji Police Department had to put up his spirit and deal with the case in front of him carefully.

"The cause of death should be that the bullet runs through the brain and dies on the spot." The police officer of the Famier was busy for a while, and came back. "The weapon should come to resume the gun, but there is no similar thing in the room."

"It's a gun again, what happened to Osaka recently ..." The Daji Police Department scratched his head and murmured. Suddenly he realized something and asked Jiang Xia, "When you come, the door is locked?"

Jiang Xia nodded.

The Datang Police Department frowned even deeper: "The doors and windows are locked, is this a secret room murder?"

"Police!" As he said, a small police officer next to him suddenly discovered. He stared at the window in front of him and reported the guidance, "You see, there is a hole here, it should be penetrated by the bullet."

Jiang Xia walked over and looked at it: "From the perspective and location, it should be the bullet of killing the dead."

Vodka: "..." I knew everything closed, and I had to walk over to see. The boy's acting skills were simply dripping. Compared with ...

Vodka turned his head and looked at the side.

Sure enough, Calvado's somber face was gloomy at this time, and the water was about to drip out. The "suddenly was caught in the murder on the way", obviously left him a little unpleasant shadow. in addition……

Vodka remembered what he remembered, and asked him in a low voice: "You shouldn't have a gun today."

Calvadas glanced at him with the eyes of the pig: "Organize members to go out to perform the task, do you say I will bring a gun."

After pause, he realized what he realized: "You go out without a gun?"

Vodka: "..."

It's twice, why don't your kid learn well! If it is a assassination mission, we will bring a gun, but now we just come to steal a computer -you can't put down your broken guns!

He wanted to shake the collar of this stupid colleague and exported these words loudly. But now, watching the police and detectives in the room ...

Vodka can only use the volume of mosquitoes to hum: "You'd better deal with the gun on your body, I don't know why, I always have a bad premonition."

Calvadas remembered last night's experience: "..."

Nympho

When the members of the two organizations whispered.

Because of Jiang Xia's speculation, the eyes lighted up: "In this case, two o'clock -the deceased's forehead is connected to this pitch, and follow the past, we can find the position of the murderer shot!"

He was about to send someone over, but Jiang Xia raised his hand to stop: "Wait, you should go to that direction."

Datong Police: "Huh?"

Jiang Xia looked at the watch: "This room rotates once every 12 hours. It took you about an hour to get here, so it should go back to about 30 degrees."

He turned his head and pointed to a big tree in the yard: "Let's go to that tree first."

Next to him, Conan discovered another thing. He pointed to an "L"-shaped iron rod outside the window and asked in confusion: "What is this?"

The eldest apprentice took a look: "It should be a decoration on the building."

Conan shook his head: "I mean, it seems to be stained with something."

Inspector Otaki glanced over here, and quickly retracted his gaze - compared to the stains on the building decorations, he was more concerned about the shooting case that happened again.

...

Soon, the police followed Jiang Xia's direction and came to the yard.

After shining a searchlight into the tree canopy, the young police officers shouted excitedly: "Inspector, there's a gun! There's a rifle tied to it!"

"Really!" Inspector Otaki looked up and was a little confused, "Why did the murderer fix the gun here instead of shooting himself?"

But soon he looked at the ground again:

"Forget it, let's extract the footprints on the ground first - knowing that the deceased watched TV every night and could even estimate the angle of the building's rotation, the murderer must be someone who knew the deceased well. As long as we find the footprints, it won't be difficult to catch that guy."