CONAN: I have a compositing station

Conan seemed to have a whim by chance, so he came to Natsuki's house as a guest.

While rubbing breakfast, by the way, ask Natsuki what case he has been secretly investigating recently.

But Natsuki doesn't think so.

Because he watched Conan and drank a bowl of "red date porridge", he did not notice that the taste was wrong.

Obviously, his mind was on Natsuki, waiting for Natsuki's next words.

"How did you know I was investigating a case recently?"

Natsuki walked over to the table and sat down.

The murder case on Valentine's Day has long been covered up, and there are many bigwig's children involved.

Deputy Superintendent of Metropolitan Police ... Ruling party politicians ... Kyogen ... and the big guys in the financial world....

Only a few people know the existence of this case, and a few people know that Natsuki was involved in this case and became a pawn in several games.

Now, this chess piece does not give the answer they want, and even makes things stormy.

Even Conan got the news.

But that's not exactly why Conan came to Natsuki.

Unless.

Conan was told that Natsuki was investigating the case....

After all, if there were just rumors about Natsuki's plagiarism, Conan couldn't have been so obsessed.

"Where there are impenetrable windows in the world, there will always be a wisp of wind passing through the gaps."

Conan smacked his lips, as if he felt that the porridge tasted okay, and added another bowl to himself.

"In fact, the air in a closed house is not circulating, and it is harmful to the human body not to change fresh air for a long time. Therefore, the average person will sew the window sill into a slit for air. Shiho

Miyano on the side slowly spoke.

Conan turned to look at her when he heard this.

Is he talking about the problem of not being able to open the window?

Shiho Miyano raised his head and calmly faced his gaze, his expression seemed to be smiling.

Conan subconsciously shrank his pupils, and he turned his head to look at Natsuki.

"What's wrong with this tricky case you're talking about?"

"The case itself, in fact, is not difficult."

Xia Mu told Conan in detail about the events of the past few days, from the death of the old man's grandson, to the treatment of the old man, to the open and secret struggle of several forces.

Then a clue was found in the monitoring and car registration files, pointing to Shouichiro E.

A rough speculation came to Conan's mind, waiting for the rest of the clues to argue.

But judging from the result of Jiang Shouichiro's death, there is a high probability that the real culprit of this case is him, and then it caused the consequences of his death.

"That's why you say, you're hesitating? And then what?

Conan asked, wondering how Natsuki could confirm that Shoichiro was the real culprit.

"And then? Haven't you watched the lace news these days?

Natsuki asked with some surprise.

Conan did not have any mood swings in his eyes, and calmly looked at Natsuki.

Natsuki had been to the cowherd shop before the crime, and he knew about it.

This is also the reason why Natsuki was not taken away by the police for interrogation.

The matter was covered up, and the Metropolitan Police Department was secretly investigating, without any fanfare.

And the cowherd shop that Natsuki went to and Eshoichiro's house are 108,000 miles apart, and it is impossible to rush over in a very short time.

So the police, for the time being, there is no reason to investigate Natsuki.

This is also the reason why Conan came to visit Natsukikou.

The police did not know. Natsuki mastered the transfiguration and wanted to fake the alibi, which is still possible.

"I remember that your car skills are very good, last time I heard it near the Metropolitan Police Department building, on the other end of the phone, you rode a car on the street, and the speed did not seem to be slow."

Conan suddenly sat up straight, straightened his collar, and asked.

Seeing that the two were talking about things, Akemi Miyano and Shiho Miyano got up and went upstairs.

"I know what you're trying to say, but my car was towed away by the traffic police long ago because it was parked in front of the café."

Natsuki shrugged.

That day when I came out of the cowherd shop and returned to the door of the café. He noticed that the car was missing.

Later, he also received a notice from the traffic police that he had stopped in violation of regulations.

So far, he has not picked up the car.

After Natsuki finished speaking, he saw Conan's eyes that wanted to say nothing, and then glanced at him obliquely.

"I can steal without a car, rob, borrow, right?" Xia Mu spread his hands: "What about the evidence?"

"I stole it, borrowed it, snatched the car, and on the way to Eshoichiro's house, I will always be photographed by surveillance, right?" Just look up the owner information through the license plate, ask who was driving that day, and soon find out if I showed up in that place.

Natsuki said as he pulled out an envelope and placed it in front of Conan.

Inside is a photo of Ichiro Jiang being delayed. and a confession written by Moriichiro E.

"Let's take a look at this first."

Conan opened the envelope and read it one by one, then looked at Natsuki with wide eyes.

"When I found out that the case was related to Eshoichiro and was still hesitating, someone sent this to me and put together the last piece of the puzzle for me."

Natsuki asked in a faint tone.

"You say, are these true, or did someone force Shoichiro to write as requested?"

Conan's eyes began to become solemn.

A confession accurate to the time node, and it can be matched before and after.

At present, it seems that there is nothing wrong with the contents of the confession.

The old man's experience, the open and secret struggle of the political party, and Natsuki, who was used as a pawn, received too much information at once, and Conan suddenly felt that everyone was suspicious.

At least, Natsuki had motives on the surface, but he couldn't accomplish such a thing.

Another faction opposite the deceased is more likely to achieve such a thing.

Since they pushed Xia Mu into the whirlpool, they didn't care about pushing Xia Mu again.

At present, the evidence is insufficient, and Conan has not made a conclusion.

Click!

Conan took a pocket bugging device from his sleeve and crushed it in front of Natsuki.

This was on the way here, and the police officer took advantage of his lack of attention and put it on him.

He also told Conan about this case.

The other party reported so much fierce material at one time, it was nothing more than asking Conan to test Natsuki.

So Conan kept an eye on it at the time.

Conan now crushes the bugging device in front of Natsuki, also telling Natsuki the source of his information.

"Speaking of which, you hesitate and hesitate, why do you run to the cowherd shop? One Eshoichiro scared you?

"I'm just hesitating how to publish this case, although I hope that the person I investigate will push behind my back, but it doesn't mean that Jiang Shouichiro will be punished by the law."

"What they want is nothing more than Shouichiro E's admission of defeat and giving up some power or interests."

"But no one can represent the law."

Conan suddenly stared at Natsuki, his expression serious, and said in a deep voice.

After there is no bugger. He also spoke his mind.

"Remember at Poirot Cafe, I said there was an intuition that you can help me."

"This time is the same, I still have a gut feeling."

Conan stared at Natsume deadly, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

He felt that it was Natsuki who did it.