detective world detective

Chapter 1480 Suspects
  "Mr. Mutsu, what is your job?"

After entering the room, Tang Ze looked at the surrounding environment and asked.

"I work in the company and am responsible for the maintenance and repairs of the building."

Mutsu Sōo said: "For example, the maintenance of intercom telephones, mailboxes or air-conditioning equipment, etc."

"That means you can also maintain elevators or security facilities, right?" Hattori Heiji and Conan walked over to the coffee table and looked at the remote control as soon as they entered.

"Ah, it's going to be a meeting..." Mutsu Sōo was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and looked at the two of them and said, "Who are you? You're not a criminal, right?"

"Don't pay any attention to them."

Karasawa looked at Mutsu Sio and smiled: "The deceased's cell phone had your cell phone number stored in it. What is the relationship between the two of you?"

"This... is the stock..." Mutsu Sio said solemnly.

"I'm telling you, it's not because you lost money on the stock that you hate him so much, right?" Mouri Kogoro looked suspicious.

"I do hate him with all my heart, but I didn't kill anyone!" Mutsu Sio said excitedly.

"Then please extend your hand." Otaki looked at Mutsu Sioong and said.

"You're not going to arrest me just because of this!" Mutsu Sioong said, holding his wrist in fear after hearing Otaki's words.

"No, it's just that after people shoot, there will be residue left on their sleeves and hands. We just want to check the smoke reaction."

Karasawa smiled and said: "Since Mr. Mutsu said that you are not a prisoner, you must not be afraid of inspection, right?"

"That, of course!"

After hearing Karasawa's words, Mutsu Sōo quickly put down his defensive posture and cooperated very cooperatively to let the forensic personnel who came with Takagi extract the substance from his sleeve.

After taking care of the first suspect, everyone went to the room of the second suspect, Yuda Takuro.

As soon as he entered the door, Mouri Kogoro once again asked Yuda Takuro if he also listened to Mr. Buura's words.
  "I did lose a lot of money after listening to the stocks strongly recommended by Mr. Bupu."

After hearing the question from Mouri Kogoro, Takuro Yuda, who wears glasses, smiled and said: "But I don't hate him, after all, this kind of thing is something that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

In the final analysis, I was unable to interpret the trend of stocks and was greedy to make money. "

When Takuro Yuda mentioned Mr. Bupura, his face was full of magnanimity, and it seemed that he really didn't care about losing money because of Mr. Bupura.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Yuda Takuro's family does not care about the money, or that as a college student, he has limited funds. Although the loss is a bit painful for him as a college student, it is nothing to their family.

"The room smelled of thinner and paint."

At this moment, Karasawa suddenly looked at Yuda Takuro and said, "Are you painting?"

"It's not painting, it's painting people's heads."

Yuda Takuro smiled and led everyone to the living room, and soon everyone saw a terrifying human head with an ax chopped off the head on the coffee table.

Under the head is a cloth covered in paint. It seems that the other person has been painting here for a long time.

"What are you going to do with this curious head?"

Seeing this psychologically uncomfortable bloody head, Mouri Kogoro showed obvious resistance on his face.

"It's a horror film our university is filming."

Seeing the different expressions on everyone's faces, Yuda Takuro explained with a smile: "And this prop is what will be used in the movie."

"But it's really amazing." Takagi looked at the head on the coffee table and exclaimed: "It's actually possible to make such a realistic prop."

"Yeah, when I first came in, I took a quick look and it seemed like it was real." Otaki Criminal also nodded in agreement.

"I'm afraid the two girls will faint from fear when they see it." Tangze looked at Conan and said: "It's better not to let them in."

"Yes." Conan nodded in agreement, then turned and walked out the door, admonishing Xiaolan and the others.

"Thanks for the compliment."

After hearing the conversation, Yuda Takuro happily looked at the head on the coffee table with his hands on his hips: "Actually, I made this head using my father's appearance as a prototype."

After hearing Yuda Takuro's words, the corners of Tangze's mouth twitched unconsciously, and there was an inexplicable complex look on his face when he looked at him.

Yuda Takuro's behavior is truly a "filial son" behavior. I wonder if his father would be proud of knowing that his son used his face as a horror prop in a horror movie, or would he be so "filial" that he would simply kill his parents out of righteousness.

"But your hands are so skillful, you must be able to make that, right?" Looking at the head on the coffee table, Hattori Heiji said with a playful expression: "A head similar to Mr. Buura's."

"what…"

Being questioned by Hattori Heiji suddenly, Yuda Takuro also showed a little panic on his face, not knowing how to answer his question.

"So brother, can you take a picture of being shot by a pistol?" Conan asked curiously.

"This part is a little more difficult."

Takuro Yuda said reluctantly: "We basically make horror movies like puncturing, cutting, and chopping.

The main reason is that wounds such as gunshots do not convey a sense of atmosphere in horror films. On the contrary, cuts and wounds are more effective and easy to shoot.

After all, shooting is dynamic, while cutting only needs to be static. "

Yuda Takuro's explanation was also well-founded, and everyone unconsciously nodded in agreement after hearing it.

"Speaking of which, I didn't expect you to have this watch too." Mouri Kogoro looked at the watch next to the computer and said, "Is this the same as Mr. Buura's?"

"Yes, that watch was a gift from Mr. Buura to me at the beginning when I was making money buying stocks." Yuda Takuro explained.

"I remember that Mr. Mutsu just now had the same watch." Criminal Otaki looked at the watch on Mouri Kogoro's hand and said.

"But your watch is running normally." Mouri Kogoro looked at the watch and said.

"Well, that's mainly because I usually wear it, but now I took it off because of the color." Takuro Yuda explained after hearing this.

"Then please stretch out your hands and let us extract the material from your sleeves and wrists to see if there are any shooting residues." Takagi said with a smile.

"That's no problem, but because I have been coloring props before, my hands are very dirty now."

Yuda Takuro said and stretched out his hands for everyone to see. It was indeed as he said that the palms were stained with a large amount of red paint.     However, this only adds some work to the forensic personnel and will not affect the identification results.

As for Tang Ze, he didn't even have any expectations for the test results of gun smoke reaction.

It would be strange if the criminal could really be caught based on this.

After all, the tricks devised by these prisoners are more and more weird than the last. Since the prisoner plans to use a gun, it means that he has considered the smoke reaction, and naturally he will not reveal his flaws in such an obvious place.

The questioning finally ended with the smoke collection reaction. After everyone said goodbye to Takuro Yuda, they headed towards the third suspect's room without stopping.

The third suspect, Naoko Izutsu, is a young woman.

When everyone arrived at her room, she had just finished taking a shower and was wiping her hair with a towel in her right hand.

"Have you received the watch from Mr. Bupu?"

Because everyone who had been cheated by Mr. Bupu was given gifts without exception, so Karasawa asked about this as the starting point of the topic.

"Of course I got it from Mr. Bupu. Of course, it was also a gift from him after I made a lot of money from stocks."

Naoko Izutsu said while wiping her head: "But I only used it once and threw it in the drawer without using it."

"Um. Miss Izutsu, what is your job?"

Officer Takagi looked at the completely different layout of the room from the other two suspects and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't you know after seeing it?"

Karasawa pointed to the things on the table and said: "Three-page writing table, utility knife and dots, G pen and fountain pen, ink, and ink. This lady must be a cartoonist, right?"

"This criminal is very knowledgeable."

Izutsu Naoko smiled, picked up a comic on the desk with her right hand, and said, "You must have heard of the pen name of Ms. Misono, right?"

"Ah!" Officer Takagi looked surprised after hearing Naoko Izutsu's words: "This is a beautiful girl detective comic that Chiba loves to read!"

Hearing Takagi's exclamation, Karasawa couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth twice. He knew that Takagi was unconscious, but he still inadvertently caused Chibasha to die.

After all, as a criminal from the Investigation Division, he actually likes to read pretty girl detective comics and so on, so the style of painting is always a bit inconsistent.

However, everyone present was more or less aware of Chiba's hobbies, so Takagi's exclamation did not cause much trouble.

In other words, everyone's attention is still on Naoko Izutsu.

"That is to say, if it were you, you should be able to easily plan how to kill someone in the elevator, and then pretend that the other person shot himself, right?"

Hattori Heiji wasted no time in tit-for-tat as soon as he opened his mouth, and this also made Izutsu Naoko's face show a look of surprise.

But Naoko Izutsu controlled her emotions very well. Faced with this sharp question, she smiled and said: "But if I have such an interesting idea, wouldn't it be better to draw it directly into the manga?
  It would be too wasteful to kill that man with such a good idea. "

"Miss Izutsu, apart from you, will anyone else come to this room?" Tang Ze pointed to the direction of the table and said, "There are four pen-drawing desks. Besides you, there should be three assistants. ?”

"As expected of a criminal, his insight is really sharp."

Naoko Izutsu smiled and said, "Yes, there are three assistants here besides me, but they just finished drawing the manuscript and went back this morning."

"But then again, does the cartoonist's room only have so few books?"

Mouri Kogoro looked at the bookshelf in the living room and said: "In my impression, it should be filled with books, but there are so few books here."

"Really." Otaki looked at it and nodded in agreement: "There are just some comic books, and the rest are stereos and other sundries."

"Really, what kind of era are we in now? How can anyone still have such a stereotype?"

After Naoko Izutsu heard what the two uncles said, she took out a cigarette and put it in her mouth, while saying speechlessly: "Please don't compare me with the previous cartoonists, okay?"

"Anyway, I would like to trouble Miss Izutsu to cooperate with us in collecting shooting residue." Takagi ignored the other party's complaints and said with shame.

"I don't mind if you want to call for an investigation."

While Naoko Izutsu puffed out the smoke from her cigarette, she stretched out her left hand and handed it to Officer Takagi: "But unfortunately, as you can see, I have just finished taking a shower.

Even if there were shooting residues in between, I'm afraid they've all been washed away by the water now. "

That said, even if you know it's useless, you still have to collect what you need to collect.

After the driver finished collecting the substance on Izutsu Naoko's arm, everyone left each other's room and walked up the stairs towards the crime scene.

"Detective Mori, Karasawa Criminal Investigation, do you know who the prisoner is?" Otaki looked at the two of them expectantly and asked.

To be honest, he has never fought so vigorously. With two famous detectives involved in a case, no matter how difficult it is, he won't feel a headache.

After all, these two have proven with their previous records that no difficult case will stump them.

Xiaolan and Heye, who saw them coming back, heard Otaki's words and looked at the two with anticipation, hoping to solve the case quickly and leave here.

"No, we don't know who the prisoner is yet."

Mouri Kogoro shook his head helplessly, "Although we tried asking the three suspects, they all seemed suspicious, but they didn't look suspicious either.
  But the motives are all the same, all because Mr. Bupu lost a lot of money from stocks."

Karasawa on the side didn't speak, not because he didn't have any clues, but because Mouri Kogoro still didn't know what he was talking about. If he rashly said that he had a clue, he would seem to be overpowering the other party.

This is not conducive to Kogoro Mouri maintaining his strong character, and it is not conducive to Conan's tool man.

But on the other hand, it was also because although he had a clue and knew who the criminal was, he had not yet figured out the criminal method.

Thinking of this, Karasawa looked at Hattori Heiji and Conan who looked thoughtful next to them.

It can be seen from their expressions that they have also discovered who the murderer is, but they have not figured out the trick and are stuck at the same progress as him.

After the two of them pondered, they gathered together to discuss in whispers. This scene made Tang Ze feel quite stressed.

After all, the reasoning skills of these two people are not outstanding, and now they are collaborating to obviously win against him.

And the two of them together might actually be stronger than me.
  When his thoughts came to this point, Tang Ze looked startled. The next moment, lightning flashed across his mind, and the fog instantly split open so that he could see the truth!

(End of this chapter)