capitalist in famous detective

Chapter 191

"But as a detective" Conan was speechless for a moment.

Yes!Brother Baichuan is not a detective!
Because of his outstanding performance as a diplomat and Sayuri-sensei, he has regarded the president who was unable to complete even the most basic reasoning two years ago as his like-minded friend.

But now it seems that someone has no consciousness of being a glorious detective!
"So who is the murderer?" Conan held his chin and thought hard.

Obviously everyone has the same clues, so why can someone get the answer so quickly?Did he miss something crucial?
"Actually, it's not difficult to guess the murderer. It's probably Miss Ayako Omu's boyfriend who hasn't run away."

"What???" Conan and Hattori, who came over to eavesdrop, exclaimed at the same time.

It didn't matter that a Sherlock Holmes mystery fan knew the murderer before them. Why did even a company president who clearly had no interest in reasoning know who the murderer was?
Don’t we detectives want to save face?

"Ahem, this is purely speculation." Bai Chuan waved his hand and asked with an innocent face, "By the way, how many of the Sherlock Holmes minis you know there are there?"

"How many do you know?" Although the two high school detectives did not understand the meaning of this question, they still answered cooperatively.

"We're not very familiar with it. Since the night before yesterday, everyone has been busy completing Sherlock Holmes's One Thousand Questions. Even when eating, we just deal with one bite at a time. There's no chance to sit down and talk!"

"Yes, even though we all belong to the same tour group, we are competitors to a certain extent, so naturally we have no idea of ​​communicating more."

After hearing the answers from the two of them, Shirakawa spread his hands and made an accordion-playing motion, "In that case, isn't the answer very simple? Ayako Oki also hopes to obtain the first edition of the Blood Study, so naturally she has the same idea as you, and The rest of the tour group is still in a strange state.

So, isn’t the only clue that she knows more about you than her boyfriend? "

This.
Hattori and Conan looked at each other, and then the expressions on their faces turned strange.

It sounds reasonable at first glance, but isn't this just a wild guess without any evidence?

"Why, you don't believe it?" Looking at the expressions of the two of them, Bai Chuan guessed what they were thinking, smiled slightly, and said without any excuse, "How about we make a bet!
If I lose, I can agree to one condition for each of you. If you lose, you will work for me for free! "

Upon hearing this bet, Conan, who was well aware of the characteristics of a certain president, was immediately alert, and the words of rejection were already on his lips.

But Hattori Heiji's mobility was obviously stronger, and he responded directly before Conan could speak, "I agree!"

For him, there are not many opportunities to ask for benefits from the president of a game company!He has already thought about it. He won't ask for more for a while, so he will reluctantly get seventeen or eight orange legendary generals!
Conan covered his face helplessly. He had a premonition that he would probably live in dire straits for a while!

At this moment, Toba Kento returned to the hall alone.

"Where's your girlfriend? Did she tell you who the murderer was?" An uncle with a Chinese character couldn't help but ask when he saw Toba Kento sitting down alone.

Toba Kento scratched his head, showing a helpless and worried expression, "She said she couldn't even tell me, but now she's hiding alone in the bathroom and doesn't know what she's going to do?"

Hearing this classic speech about being alone, all the Sherlock Holmes fans present immediately reacted and looked directly towards the toilet, as if they were guessing whether someone was still alive.

About 10 minutes passed in silence.

The identity of Miss Omu Ayako was never seen. The group looked at each other and hurried towards the women's restroom.

"Ayako, are you in there?"

"Miss Omu, Miss Omu, are you okay?"

"Ayako, you have the ability to open the door!"

After banging on the door for a long time, there was no response. Just when a few men were about to break in, Ayako Oki impatiently opened the door with a cigarette in her mouth and yelled, "What are you guys doing around here? Are you perverted?"

Seeing that Omu Ayako was not dead, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The wealthy aunt, whose size is inversely proportional to her courage, quickly pushed the men away and pressed forward and asked,

"Miss Omu, who is the murderer you are talking about?"

"Ah, you said that, it seems that I made a mistake myself, I'm really sorry!" Oki Ayako blew out a puff of smoke, with a smile on her face that no one could understand at all.

Saying this, she dropped her cigarette butt and left.

After confirming that her direction was the garage, Bai Chuan reminded her kindly, "Miss Omu, the light over the garage was broken. Be careful when you go there at night!"

After hearing these words, Omu Ayako paused, and the expression on her face changed from horror to fear, and finally turned into a ferocious one!
As a loyal fan of Sherlock Holmes, although her reasoning ability is not strong, it is at least much higher than that of Uncle Maori in his normal state.

Just a reminder and he roughly figured out his boyfriend's sinister intentions.

She wanted to find her boyfriend secretly in the morning to check the answers, but she couldn't find anyone in his room and only saw an untouched questionnaire.

Omu Ayako immediately felt something was wrong.

The entire tour group, except for Bai Chuan who was simply acting as a guardian, everyone else came here for the first edition of the Blood Study. In this case, how could they not answer any questions?

You can’t even know the simplest questions!

But when she saw the body of the hotel owner, all her doubts were solved.

If it is impossible for the hotel owner to collect the test papers, then there is no need to answer them.

She used the conversation in the hotel owner's room to induce Ye Yan to talk to her alone. At the cost of keeping the secret, she could learn from her boyfriend the exact whereabouts of the first edition of Blood Study.

She did know the exact whereabouts of the book, but no one expected that Yanren guy would actually dig a huge hole for her!
Trying to find a book in a dark garage without a light source is unrealistic.

But the light source in the garage has been destroyed. According to her habit, she will definitely take out a lighter to use as a lighting device at this time.

At other times, there would be no problem with this approach, but now the garage is full of gasoline left after the tank was destroyed.

Needless to say, the result of lighting a lighter in a confined space full of gasoline is!

Oki Ayako turned around and stared at Toba Kento with her bloodshot eyes.

Sensing that something was amiss in the atmosphere, everyone stepped aside and let out the man with glasses who was hiding in the crowd.

And what about Toba Kento?He had already noticed when Shirakawa said that the light source in the garage was destroyed, but Hattori and Conan were like two door gods surrounding him.

The escape route was completely cut off.

Whoosh - something black flew past Hattori Heiji's ear, and before he could see the figure of the 'hidden weapon' clearly, Kento Toba screamed.

What Ayako Oki just threw was a high-heeled shoe.

The sharp tip of the shoe landed straight on Zaitoba Kento's forehead, creating a bloody bulge.

Before the game was over, the angry Ogi Ayako held another high-heeled shoe, stepped on her ex-boyfriend in three steps and two steps at a time, and smashed the murder weapon in her hand towards Kento Toba's head and face.

"I still want to help you hide the matter, but you actually want to kill me???
Fuck your out-of-print books!Go to hell with your crappy book, you scumbag! "

The crazy-looking young lady silenced everyone around her, and for a while no one stepped forward to stop the beating of the prisoner.

Conan subconsciously looked at Bai Chuan, who was staring at the ground, as if looking for ants on the ground.

Just kidding, why would he stop such a sober young lady?And don’t use high heels as weapons!This thing is much more lethal than any scissors or fruit knife.

In the end, it was the black-skinned detective who cautiously approached Omu Ayako, and while she was taking a breather, he quickly and accurately snatched away the high heels.

The one with a serious expression looked like he was participating in a kendo competition.

Oki Ayako, who lost her weapon, was obviously stunned for a few seconds, and her rationality seemed to return at this time. She slapped Toba Kento with all her strength, and then silently covered her hands with red eyes.

Damn it, why are you so thick-skinned?
"Um, Miss Omu, do you want to take a rest first?" Seeing that the victim was planning to stop, the hotel owner's secretary Hitomi boldly stepped forward to support the high-heeled warrior who was hiding his face and crying.

Oki Ayako sniffed, got up from Toba Kento, and kicked him between the legs again out of anger.

"what!!!"

All the men present, including the smaller Conan, felt an inexplicable phantom pain.

This was still a critical attack without shoes. If he were wearing the pointed high heels just now, the two men who were forced to step forward and tie up the murderer who was bent into a shrimp shape couldn't help but shudder.

The eyes looking at Omu Ayako were full of awe.

Everyone returned to the hotel again, probably because they failed to rely on reasoning to solve the case. The two detectives seemed a little tired, especially Conan, who felt extremely depressed at the thought of being arrested by Bai Chuan for work.

"I still don't understand why Toba Kento is the murderer. Wasn't he sitting with you in the restaurant when the boss died?"

The rich aunt felt that things were about to calm down, and her mood obviously improved a lot. She smiled and made everyone a cup of hot coffee.

Upon hearing this question, the eyes of the two detectives who missed the opportunity to reason lit up at the same time.

I won't be sleepy if you want to talk about this!

Hattori Heiji, as the only nominal detective present, spoke first, "In fact, the boss's death time was much earlier than what we saw. The murderer just put the boss's body into the cab and fixed it with the brakes on.

At this time, rigor mortis had already appeared on the body, so the brakes could be firmly pressed, and the car would not move even if the engine was turned on.

Next, just wait until the body becomes soft again, the brakes are released naturally, and the car will start smoothly. "

After Hattori finished pretending to be cool, the man with the Chinese-character face consciously acted as a tool, "But I remember that it takes at least forty hours from rigor mortis to the body softening again, but even if the boss died just after entering the hotel, there is not enough time now! "

"It's because of the air conditioner!" With the help of the Chinese-character-faced uncle, Conan also successfully started his reasoning (pretending).
"If the temperature around the corpse exceeds 35 degrees, the rate of stiffness and softening will be significantly accelerated. It only takes 24-30 hours for the corpse to start to soften."

Conan, who was talking endlessly, completely forgot about his identity as an elementary school student, and completely failed to notice that Hattori Heiji's expression when he looked at him changed from doubt to certainty.

"That's why the murderer had to drop the body and the car off the cliff together, because once the autopsy was done..." A certain megalomaniac's sense of danger finally came online at the final stage.

After noticing that Hattori Heiji's eyes were getting more and more strange, Conan closed his mouth and watched the black chicken from Osaka complete the entire reasoning process alone.

hateful!I really want to perform a mystery show in front of everyone!
Conan curled his lips. Reason finally defeated his sensibility. He jumped off the seat and prepared to go to the toilet to calm down.

Hattori, who caught a glimpse of this scene, glanced at Shirakawa, who was unresponsive, followed Conan quietly to the bathroom, and clamped Conan's left wrist with the watch.

"Hey, you must be Kudo!"

Conan: ? ? ?
Hattori Heiji squatted down, pinched the watch-shaped anesthesia gun on Conan's wrist, and fiddled with it a few times. With a soft sound, the almost invisible anesthesia needle hit the wall and then fell to the ground.

"You have been pointing this thing at Toba Kento just now. There is indeed a problem!"

Conan firmly pressed Hattori's forehead, struggling desperately in his hand, "Hattori-nii, I'm just an ordinary toy! It's very popular among children~"

Seeing that Conan was still arrogant, Hattori smiled and touched his head, "Then tell me, where did the knowledge you just mentioned come from?"

"Of course I saw it on TV!" Conan replied, taking out his snake oil again.

"That's right! Then can you tell me specifically about the program on that station that will make me more knowledgeable?" Hattori didn't give him a chance to quibble and exposed it directly.

"what"

The tried-and-tested trick actually failed, and Conan showed obvious panic on his face.

"Brother Shirakawa, come here quickly, Brother Hattori is bullying me!"

In a panic, Conan spotted Bai Chuan appearing at the end of the corridor. He felt happy and hurriedly asked for help.

Bai Chuan looked at Conan, whose expression was getting more and more anxious, and smiled coldly.

Live it!

He leisurely took out his mobile phone, took a photo with an unclear camera, and then said to Hattori, "It will probably take two or three hours until the police come. Before that, you can chat slowly. I will call you when the time comes." .”

Conan:! ! !
Hattori glanced at Shirakawa who left without any regrets, then at the trumpet Kudo Shinichi who was blocked in the corner, rubbed his hands and laughed.

"Kudo, be good! Call Hattori-nii again and let me listen."

(End of this chapter)