Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 194 It’s time to find him out

"Ke, Mr. Conan, why are you here?" Officer Henggou was stunned, having not noticed him at all before.

"Damn it, aren't you already asleep?" Uncle Maoli felt a big headache. Xiaolan had just said that this little devil had gone to sleep peacefully, but he ran out again!
"But I suddenly felt very thirsty and woke up." Conan said with a smile.

"There are so many problems. Hurry up and find some water, and then go to bed." Uncle Maoli waved his hand helplessly.

Be careful, you may wet the bed if you drink too much, you little devil...

"Okay, by the way, uncle, I have something to ask you." Conan nodded obediently in agreement, and then moved his head closer to Uncle Maori, as if he wanted to whisper something.

"Really, what else do you want?" Uncle Maoli looked impatient, but he still turned his head obediently, wanting to hear what the other party had to say.

"What did Mr. Sunaoka say to you on the phone when we were at the Garden Restaurant?"

"Brother Lin Feng asked me to ask." Conan brought the repairman out again as a shield.

"Oh, he asked me if I wanted to go into his room to continue talking about detectives. Then he seemed to suddenly find something, said what it was, and hung up the phone."

Compared to me, this guy is much freer, and he should have found out a lot of things.

In Room 301 where Kazuyoshi Sunaoka lived, Lin Feng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked into the distance.

"Where did you find it?" Conan looked at the traces and fixed lines drawn on the ground according to the posture of the deceased when he died, and looked up at the repairman.

Unexpectedly, this popular actor only left these words at the end of his life.

That report is very crucial!
In this way, all the questions will be answered.

"I followed these traces and finally found the door of Room 304." The repairman stood up.

Conan looked at the floor. There were marks on it as if it had been scratched by something sharp.

Conan frowned, turned around, glanced at Sunaoka Kazuyoshi's three companions, and walked up the stairs.

"There are bullet holes, but it's still a little strange." Lin Feng knocked on his forehead, looking a little distressed.

"I know what those fibers next to the broken glass on the floor are." Lin Feng pointed to the single bed beside him.

"Could it be that?" Conan's eyes kept moving on the mattress and the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him.

……

"This trace?"

Uncle Maoli was also sighing.

The lobby on the first floor of the villa.

……

It seems that we should go find the prisoner now...

"What, you woke up?"

Sure enough, there is a problem...

"Haha, the test report on the shotgun and bullets was just sent over. Do you want to listen to it?" The famous detective put his hands in his pockets and seemed to have seen through everything again.

"I already know who the prisoner is." Lin Feng knelt down and knocked on the floor, indicating to the other party to take a closer look.

"Since it can be confirmed that the bullet was shot from that shotgun, then I don't need to stay here, right?" Producer Nagatsuka Katsaki looked anxious.

Indeed, unlike Sunaoka's agent and script creation, he had to discuss the follow-up treatment with the TV station, and it was best to find a new home as soon as possible.

"This..." Officer Henggou hesitated.

Just like Lin Feng said, the sound of breaking glass is a very critical point.

Including the bullet, there was something amiss about this case. "At that time, we were all searching for the source of the gunshots. It was possible that we ignored the sound." Tahara Toshiaki shook his head. As a professional creative artist, he could also see what the police were thinking.

"Let alone glass, even if it hits a piece of wood, you will be more or less aware of it." Lin Feng and Conan walked down the stairs.

"Mr. Lin Feng, have you solved the mystery?" Officer Henggou said with a happy face.

"As I said before, the real criminal is among these three people." Lin Feng sat on the sofa, glanced at the three of them and said.

"How is this possible..." Tanigawa Noe turned her head and looked at the two people beside her.

"Anyway, please sit back on the sofa first." Uncle Maori said with a hug.

All three of these people had some minor conflicts with the deceased.

Manager Noe Tanikawa had a dispute with Mr. Sunaoka over job-hopping.

From what I heard at the time, it seemed that the company was in danger of going bankrupt without this cash cow.

Toshiaki Tahara, who was in charge of script creation, was ridiculed by Mr. Sunaoka because of problems with the script.

Finally, the producer Katsumi Nagatsuka was also publicly pointed out by Mr. Sunaoka about corruption. The specific truth or falseness is unknown.

"On the surface, this case does seem to be a murder committed by someone outside the villa."

"But why the prisoner left the shotgun at the scene has become one of our biggest doubts." Lin Feng nodded and said.

Even if it would be troublesome to carry a gun with you when running away, you could just throw it in the water and walk away.

It's not that simple to find any evidence in that kind of fast river.

The fewer loopholes left, the longer it can be delayed.

"That's true." Officer Henggou said, handing Lin Feng the test report on the firearms and ammunition.

Now the more I talk about it, the more I feel that the scene was deliberately arranged.

"It's so complicated, it's not too troublesome..." The repairman took one look at the appearance of the bullet and couldn't help but complain.

Just like what Conan said, the front end of the bullet was obviously polished and sharpened, and a spiral hole was drilled out of the tail end.

"Is there any special purpose for this bullet being made like this?" Uncle Maoli was confused.

"We'll talk about this later. Let's talk about the scene arranged by the prisoner first." Lin Feng said with a smile.

Facts have proven that the more complex a case is, the more flaws it will reveal.

Especially in the afternoon, the rain that started falling directly pushed the prisoner into the abyss.

After all these twists and turns, it's better to just give him a knife!

"..." Officer Henggou glanced sideways at the repairman.

Just reason, you don’t need to teach them how to kill...

"Are you talking about the ground under the rifle?" Uncle Maori lit up a cigarette and looked like he was thinking seriously.

"Ground, what's wrong?" Nagatsuka Katsaki looked confused.

"The ground where the gun body is placed is dry." Uncle Maori looked at the three people opposite.

This would prove that the rifle had been there before the rain, and it is even more likely that it had not been touched before we found it.

"Yes, that rifle was not the direct murder weapon in this case."

(End of this chapter)