Conan: I am a Ke scholar

Chapter 291 Conan's Salty Pork Knuckle
"When was that case?" Conan asked subconsciously.

"Two years ago."

"Two years ago?" Conan immediately frowned. According to the normal rules, if the family of the dead boy wanted to take revenge, it would probably be a few weeks, or even the same day.

How could it be delayed until two years later?

So Conan shook his head, "I don't think it's possible."

Si Yi immediately slapped his face at the speed of light, "I forgot to mention that after the little boy died, the beneficiary of the compensation is the deposit Fang Xiong."

Deposit Fangxiong?

Isn't that the security guy just now?

Conan was taken aback, and looked at Si Yi helplessly, wondering if he could finish his sentence at once, he said half and half, maybe it was just to see his own joke.

Two years ago, the father of the little boy who was hit to death by the deceased was a deposit Fangxiong, and now one of the suspects also has a deposit Fangxiong, why do you feel so suspicious?
But soon, Conan had a new question, "If he wanted revenge, then why did he attack the first three women?"

According to the modus operandi, the modus operandi of the first three women and the deceased was almost exactly the same, and it is basically possible that it was done by one person.

And if the deceased had a personal enmity with the murderer Fang Xiong, then there would be no reason for the first three women to be attacked.

Why attack?
"Don't forget, how did the car accident happen two years ago?"

Si Yi gave a small reminder, then looked at Xiaolan and Yuanzi beside him, his eyes lit up.

He has been playing virtual games recently and missed so many calls from Xiao Ai, so he thought of getting something to apologize.

Si Yi couldn't figure out what girls like, and it happened that Xiaolan and Yuanzi were here, and it was also a shopping mall.

Perfect!

Well done Conan!

Conan has been thinking about the cause and effect between these four cases.

Two years ago, the cause of the car accident?
He was thinking quietly, and out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally saw something, a pair of thick soles placed on the car as a decoration.

Thick soles? !

A flash of inspiration flashed in Conan's mind, and he couldn't help breathing quickly. He finally discovered the abnormality.

The deceased clearly wore the most popular outfit recently, but why didn't he wear shoes with thick soles?

This is why the police did not group this case with the previous three.

When Conan thought that the deceased had worn thick-soled shoes, the brakes failed and killed a little boy. Perhaps this could explain why the deceased did not wear thick-soled shoes.

Maybe it's because I have conflicts in my heart.

Thick soles?
The corner of Conan's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, he already knew the law of the murderer's killing and why he wanted to kill.

In the first three cases, the reason why the murderer didn't kill them was not because he was timid and didn't dare to strike hard for the first time.

Instead, he just wanted to teach them a lesson, hate them for wearing shoes with thick soles, and attacking them can also confuse the police's sight and hide him for killing the No.4 victim.

The fourth victim was the real target.

Now there is only evidence left!
Just when Conan was about to think carefully about where the evidence was, he walked into the parking lot alone.

"Isn't it over yet, Detective Mori, Megure?"

Everyone looked around, and a tall figure appeared in the underground parking lot. It was the director of the Matsumoto Police Department.

"Not yet, we're discussing." Mori Kogoro touched the back of his head in embarrassment, wondering why he wasn't in a deep sleep yet?

"Hahahaha... I'm really sorry to trouble you, the big detective, every time!" Matsumoto first comforted everyone's emotions, and then slowly came to Mumu's side.

What is this about?
Conan, the little clever ghost, ran over quietly immediately, listening to his heels.

Police officer Matsumoto cast a glance at Conan, the kid, and found out about his eavesdropping, but he didn't care, since it wasn't a top-secret plan anyway.

"Mu Mu, those media reporters outside are now clamoring that this is an indiscriminate murder case, you should quickly end the matter here, and do it again tomorrow, after all, it is too much to surround all these people in the mall here. "

Matsumoto was also a little helpless, although he also knew that the murderer might be hidden in the mall, and those who let the mall go were undoubtedly letting the murderer go.

But he couldn't stand it anymore.

He has given Mu Mu a lot of time, after all, 99% of the people in the shopping mall are here to shop, and being detained for a few hours without making noise is already giving face to the police.

If they are detained again, there will definitely be big troubles.

"But this, this..." Police Officer Mu Mu looked unwilling, "Chief of Police, I..."

Mu Mu didn't know what to say anymore, as a policeman, he knew the power of those media.

But he was a little unwilling to let the murderer go like this.

How to do?
Conan, who was eavesdropping, was a little anxious. What is the evidence?
And at this moment, Yuanzi complained to Xiaolan, "Xiaolan, these shoes with thick soles are so thick, I feel a little cramped."

Xiaolan said a few words of comfort. After all, Yuanzi stood for so long just to accompany her. In addition, the shoes with thick soles were relatively hard. The two of them had visited the shopping mall for a long time before.

No wonder Yuanzi's feet hurt. She is a rich lady, just like Xiaolan who has practiced karate for a long time, so her physical strength is inevitably weak.

Speaking unintentionally, the listener has a heart.

Conan's eyes lit up in an instant. He stared at the dead man's feet. He hadn't noticed it before, but now, he found that some of the shoes on the dead man's feet didn't fit.

The reason why this phenomenon was not observed before was because the deceased was lying limp on the ground, unable to open his mouth to speak, although he was not sure whether the shoes on his feet fit or not.

But now, if you observe carefully, you can observe the marks outlined by the shoes on the feet.

There is a woman who knows how to dress, who follows fashion, the dead will never wear such small shoes.

So!

Conan slowly turned his attention to the decorations on the car, a pair of shoes with thick soles.

There is already a guess in my heart, maybe the deceased was wearing platform shoes, and the murderer just changed the shoes.

There must be fingerprints on it.

Conan was overjoyed when he found the evidence, and quickly hid aside, quietly picked up his own anesthesia needle, moved slowly, and pointed it at Kogoro Mori's neck.

"emission."

And at this moment, Xiaolan took a step forward, and the anesthesia needle just hit Xiaolan's ass.

Conan looked embarrassed.

I don't know if it's because Xiaolan's clothes are too thick, the anesthesia needle didn't go in, and it was still shaking outside.

Conan stretched out his salty pig's hand tremblingly. If he didn't take back the anesthesia needle, he would definitely be discovered.

"Ok?"

Just when the salty pig's hand was about to touch Xiaolan, Xiaolan sensed something, and kicked back violently.

The left leg flew over Conan's head in an instant, and hit the innocent Kogoro Mori with one kick.

Maori Kogoro:. . . .

He rolled his eyes and passed out.

(End of this chapter)