Chef in the World of Conan

The cause of death was a shot in the head, through the glass..."

The Mumu Police Department inspected the scene, and then analyzed it.

"Officer, there are other bullet holes in the wall! Two behind the poster, one next to the clock, plus the one on the victim, here 29 fired a total of four shots:!"

A forensic officer suddenly mentioned.

"Four shell casings are in the room..."

"There's always something wrong..."

The Mumu Police Department felt that the scene was a little strange, and after shaking his head, he said in a deep voice, "Immediately.

Take the murder weapon for testing!"

Uncle Maori frowned slightly, "Mumu Police Department, something is wrong..."

"Well, Brother Maori, do you really feel the same way?"

"Yeah! It's a pity that I can't tell what's wrong..."

...Looking at the confused two, Xu Yang nodded secretly.

Uncle Maori and the Mumu Police Department are both old detectives. Even if the reasoning level is not high, after years of exposure to cases, there will be a subconscious intuition.

And this kind of intuition tells them that the scene is very strange... "Mummu Police Department, in fact, what you feel is wrong, it is these four bullet holes..."

Xu Yang carefully walked past the crowd and walked into the scene.

"Hey! Brother Xu Yang, you are here too!"

The Mumu police department was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly asked, "Is there any problem with this bullet hole?"

"Generally speaking, when you see four bullet holes around the victim, you will subconsciously think that the four bullets were shot by the murderer because of inaccurate shooting..."

"But on the spot, that's actually not the case!"

"One, because these four bullets were all by the victim's side, especially the two 2 bullet holes on the poster, which were too close. 2 [-], if the murderer was a person with bad marksmanship, the victim should have more the wound from the gunshot, not the one in the middle of the forehead,"

"Three, first, two, two, and three bullets did not hit the victim, so the victim would definitely shout or run for help. The fourth shot hit the moving victim, it's not... mere luck can explain it. .."

"That's right! That's it!"

Uncle Maori and the Mumu Police Department nodded at the same time, and this was where they felt something was wrong.

Conan on the side looked at him in surprise, thinking that he took the initiative to stand up to solve the case today.

The Mumu Police Department held his chin, thought for a moment, and immediately.

Instructed a member, "Go and investigate to see if anyone close to the deceased has... good marksmanship, and also investigate the call records of the old-fashioned mobile phone stained with blood!"

"Hi..."

"correct!"

The Mumu Police Department turned around and questioned the staff present, "Also, are there any witnesses here?"

"Because Mr. Suwa has cleared the venue ahead of time..."

"Nani! What's going on"

"It's all my fault... Takashi Matsuo, the host of the show, suddenly said sadly, "Actually, Suwa was waiting for me, because he said he had important things to talk about after the show, so he specially spared the others. I don't want people to hear..."

"Then we can only wait for the call records to be found out..."

The Mumu police department gave Matsuo Takashi a suspicious look, he always felt that something was wrong with this person.

At this time, the mixing room was already crowded with reporters, and Matsuo Takashi followed the coroner who carried Suwa's body away. Just as he walked out of the room, he was overwhelmed by all kinds of guns and short cannons.

"Mr. Matsuo!"

"Mr. Matsuo, how are you feeling now?"

"Now there are rumors that your show is about to be cancelled. Could it be that your fans can't accept it? Could you please answer?"

"Are you finished yet!"

Takashi Matsuo interrupted the reporter's questioning with a loud roar and said with tears in his eyes, "You are right, we talked about the cancellation of the show, but Mr. Suwa still wanted me to continue hosting, so tonight he will not be the host. invite me to this room..."

"I am here to announce to everyone that I will inherit Mr. Suwa's legacy and continue to serve as the host, and I will put this case on the screen and try my best to track down the murderer until I kill Suwa... Until the demon of Mr. Fang is caught...!"

In front of a program monitor in the mixing room, Xu Yang and Conan silently watched the tearful Matsuo Takahiro in the camera.

"This person's expression is too fake. He wouldn't have been an actor before. Although his face is crying, he looks very happy."

"Very suspicious!"

Conan held his chin next to him and said suspiciously, "I heard that his marksmanship is also very good."

.."police officer!"

The police officer who had gone out hurried back and handed a form to Mu Mu, "The call records have been found!"

"Well, thank you for your hard work!"

Mu Mu nodded, took the form and looked at it, frowning.

After a while, Takashi Matsuo and several related staff were called to the scene again.

"I did call Mr. Suwa at 8:15,"

A staff member explained, "He also answered the phone at that time, and then 55 minutes later did not answer..."

"what did you call him"

Mu Mu straightened the hat on 133's head and asked solemnly.

"I asked him to fight..."

At this time, Takashi Matsuo helped explain, "Because I still have to do a show..."

Uncle Mori suddenly asked suspiciously, "Wait a minute, Mr. Matsuo, you also called Mr. Suwa, and you were probably still doing the show when you called."

The corner of Matsuo Takashi's mouth rose slightly, "Actually, there was a four-minute short video in the middle of the program. I left for a while because of my stomach discomfort, and by the way, I called Suwa again..."

"Well, the phone call you made should be the one that happened when the crime happened. It's too coincidental, and I heard that your marksmanship is very good."

"You... are you pregnant with me?"

Takashi Matsuo's expression "sad"

He spread his hands on the ground.

“我只是打了一会电话就先挂断了,再说我8点到9点都在录节目现场,,,只是播放4分钟短片时离开了一会...“而且,从我主持节目的9楼摄影棚到4楼的这个房间,除非乘电梯,不然再怎么快来回都应该超过4钟.”

Takashi Oishi explained flatly.

As an excellent detective show host, he has conceived countless criminal plans in his mind, and this time is considered a perfect crime. Even if a detective is present, I believe that no evidence can be found.

Glancing at the Mumu Police Department, Kogoro Mouri and Xu Yang, Takashi Matsuo waved his hands without worry, "If you don't believe it, try it yourself!"

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"Mauri, I'll leave it to you this time..."

The Meguro Police Department apologized to Mouri Kogoro.

This time, he did not bring his subordinate Takagi, but only brought some ordinary forensics personnel.

And he himself couldn't complete the way Matsuo said and explained.

"Hmm! No problem"

Uncle Maori nodded in agreement and ran up the stairs. The Mumu Police Department is his old leader. Although he is no longer working at the police station, he still has some affection.

Also frequent contacts.

And this Matsuo Takahime's eyes made him very unhappy, as if he was laughing at their waste of effort... "Tattoo..."

By the time Uncle Maori arrived at the studio of 9 and hurried back to the 4th floor, the time had already exceeded 6 minutes.

"second!"

The Mumu police department cut off the timer in their hands, and his face was ugly, which was the same as what Takashi Matsuo said.

Moreover, although Maori has been away from the front line for many years, the police department knows that even if Maori does not have the physical fitness of front-line police officers, he is much stronger than ordinary people.

No matter how Takashi Matsuo, who looks fat and generous in front of him, is no better physically than Kogoro Mouri.

"This should prove my innocence."

Takashi Matsuo couldn't help pulling up his cuffs and waved his hands easily, looking very proud.

Conan was puzzled. Because of the historical relationship of the TV station building, the stairs here are not connected together. Almost every two floors have to go through the corridor to find the stairs, which is very time-consuming.

Even if we can go back and forth in 4 minutes, there are surveillance cameras in the corridors and elevators, and there are many people on the TV station, so it is easy to be witnessed.

"Police!"

At this time, a police officer came over and reported, "I have seen the surveillance of the elevator and corridor at the time of the murder, but I did not see Mr. Matsuo."

Although Takashi Matsuo seemed to have no possibility of committing a crime, the Meguro Police Department did not make a decision lightly, and thought carefully about other possibilities.

"Mr. Matsuo, didn't you hear anything when you called? Mr. Suwa must have been shot at that time.."

Uncle Mouri stared at Takahiro Matsuo with sharp eyes and asked.

"No, maybe I just hung up the phone because time was in a hurry..."

Takashi Matsuo sighed, then shook his head, and finally said to the camera outside, "Anyway, I'm innocent, the audience and everyone can testify to this."

Trouble! Uncle Maori and the Mumu Police Department looked at each other, their faces darkened.

Generally, cases involving public figures are easy to attract attention, and now they are on TV stations. If the case is handled carelessly, the unscrupulous media may be caught.

Conan walked out of the crime scene holding his chin, frowning.

The murderer is undoubtedly... Takashi Matsuo, he is good, he has the ability to kill with one shot, and the other bullet marks left in the mixing room are more like the actual layout.

The purpose was to confuse the public and the murderer shot in the mixing room.

But it is precisely because the one-shot-kill marksmanship appears to be on the scene, yes, it is somewhat self-defeating.

...the edge of the green space outside the TV station.

"Mr. Xu Yang, why are we here?"