Conan's Victory is Justice

Chapter 57 Can You Detectives Stop Persuading People To Go To Jail?
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the trial of the Koshimizu Nanatsuki case.

The hearing is scheduled for 01:30 pm.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Gu Meimen went to the detention center again, met with the person involved, and told her about the real murderer.

"Is that right?"

After listening to Gu Meimen's words, Koshimizu Nanatsuki seemed surprised.

"You mean, Conan's reasoning at the time was wrong. The truth is that I didn't kill Junya Shizutsu, but just knocked him out, and Hiroshi Hiroshi came in through the window and mended him a few more times. kill him completely?"

"That's it, Chuwei Guangsheng has already admitted it."

Gu Meimen nodded.

"However, you are still guilty of attempted murder. If you want to accuse the real culprit, you will not be able to escape this charge. But in the court hearing in the afternoon, as long as you follow what I said, you will definitely not go to jail."

"Is that so..."

Yue Shui Nanatsuki muttered to himself, seemingly thoughtful.

After hesitating for a moment, she said hesitantly: "Is there a possibility, I mean possibility, that I was the one who killed Shi Tsutsuya. Although the puzzle of Conan's reasoning is incomplete, he still pointed to the right person when he identified the murderer?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Gu Meimen frowned slightly, then sneered.

"If you want to say that Conan's father, or Hattori Heiji's father, was the one who identified you, maybe I have to weigh it up, but just these two grandchildren? One is seven years old and the other is sixteen or seventeen. Even the living expenses are paid by their parents. Little fur kid?"

"Uh, actually..."

"Bastard, who do you call a little kid!"

Koshimizu Nanatsuki hadn't finished speaking, at this moment, an angry Kansai accent suddenly came from the direction of the door.

Looking back, I saw the black coal kiln, oh no, Hattori Heiji was furious, looking at himself fiercely.

Standing next to him was a familiar elementary school student, Conan who always pretended to be calm with his hands in his pockets.

They were brought here by the police on duty at the detention center.

"Oh, it's you again?"

Gu Meimen raised her eyebrows, "Why don't the two little kids go to school well and come to the detention center to visit their future home?"

"You bastard lawyer, talk nonsense again, be careful I beat you!"

Hattori Heiji's character is still impulsive.

He looked at Gu Meimen, his eyes were as big as a cow, and he fiddled with his knuckles with his hands, making creaking noises.

"Is what I said wrong?"

Gu Meimen looked at him without any fear.

"Aren't you little kids? Didn't your parents have to pay for your living expenses? Or did you earn a dime? Detectives like you, what else can you do besides causing trouble for your parents and letting them wipe your ass? Say your grandchildren are contemptuous Yes, if you are a little older, you should be called nits."

"What did you say!"

Hattori Heiji's face turned black and red, and his chest kept rising and falling.

Nite old people are not a good thing in Japan. Their social status is extremely low. They are not only at the bottom of society, but also at the edge of society and are rejected by anyone.

"Stop talking nonsense! I have never spent any money from my parents! I have often won bonuses in kendo competitions!"

Hattori Heiji roared angrily.

Immediately, he shook Conan's shoulder.

"Gong... Conan, hurry up and talk about him!"

But at this time, Conan's face was ashen, like a statue.

Hattori Heiji was in a hurry.

"Conan, why don't you speak? You refute him!"

"..."

Conan clenched his teeth and remained silent.

Because, Gu Meimen hit the mark again.

Hattori Heiji may have earned some money occasionally, but he has none at all.

Moreover, he sometimes spends his father Yusaku Kudo's gold card everywhere, inviting Xiaolan to a high-end restaurant for dinner, and he is dubbed a prodigal son by him.

Gu Meimen said that he is an old man who eats nits, although it sounds ugly, but his words hit the truth.

After a long silence, Conan raised his head.

"You don't have to play your tricks anymore."

He said with a cold face, "Using words to manipulate people's hearts is what you have always done. I will not be fooled."

"Oh, this is my trick, so what are you doing here today?"

Gu Meimen sneered.

"I deliberately chose to meet my client on the day of the trial, do you want to do something sneaky?"

Conan ignored him and turned towards Koshimizu Nanatsuki.

"Miss Yue Shui, have you thought it through this time? What we told you last time."

Koshimizu Nanatsuki nodded: "Well, after you came last time, I thought about a lot of things, but in the end I decided to leave everything to my defense attorney, that is, Mr. Gu Meimen."

"Is that so..."

Conan seemed a little disappointed.

He glanced at Gu Meimen and shook his head.

"Miss Yue Shui, you shouldn't be looking for this person. No matter what the reason is, you still killed someone in the end, which violated the social order and your conscience as a human being. You should make atonement in prison, so that You will have no regrets for the rest of your life."

"It's really a set of principles!"

Before Yueshui Nanatsuki could speak, Gu Meimen's sarcastic voice came from the side.

He looked up and down at Conan and the two, half smiling.

"Let me tell you, do you detectives have nothing to do every day, and go to the detention center all day long to persuade people to go to jail? Hey, I like to be a sixth child stealing a house, is it fun?"

"She killed someone! She admitted that day, she is a murderer!"

Conan's voice suddenly rose.

His face was up and down, and his face was slightly flushed.

Gu Meimen narrowed her eyes: "Murderer? Who made the rules? You? Even if she admits it herself, you can treat her as a real prisoner? Can you just let her go to jail? You have such a right ?”

"Murderers should atone in prison! Must go to prison! Must!"

Conan kept yelling and repeating as if he didn't hear it.

He suddenly turned his head and stared at Gu Meimen with fixed eyes.

"Let me ask you, have you ever seen a murder scene? How many times?"

At this moment, Conan's expression began to change slightly, not as calm as before.

"I'm a detective and I've seen countless homicide scenes so far."

"Those who were killed, some were drowned in pain, some had their heads cut off, some were burned alive, all kinds of horrific scenes."

"The person whose head was cut off, the blood coagulated from the corpse, the flesh was bloody, and the mosquitoes were flying around."

"Drowned people, the bacteria in the body swelled and multiplied, showing a giant view, the body swelled and swelled, and gave off a stench of corruption."

"The subcutaneous tissues of the people who were burned alive were all charred, their fingers were scratching and struggling and waving, and the pain before death was still on their faces."

"I don't understand, I don't understand, why would someone want to kill someone, why can someone take another's life so easily?"

"Life, in the eyes of these people, what is it considered?"

"I won't understand, and I'll never understand."

As if stimulated by something.

Conan muttered to himself, as if he was questioning Gu Meimen, but he seemed to be affirming himself, and kept talking.

(End of this chapter)