[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly

An ambulance arrived at the scene with the police, and the accompanying medical staff immediately lifted Kawachi Fukasato onto the ambulance.

The police immediately surrounded the bloody "Kudo Shinichi".

Hattori's face changed slightly. Although it was clear from the situation at the scene that the person who attacked reporter Kawachi Fukasato was the person disguised as Kudo Shinichi, if the police were to take him away like this, only Kudo Shinichi's name would be written on the criminal column.

"Calm down, Hattori."

Wakagi Ryo reached out and pressed Hattori Heiji's shoulder, shaking his head slightly at him.

At this moment, Hattori's cell phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID was Officer Otaki.

Wakagi Ryo's mouth curled slightly.

Here he comes, the professional tool man who delivers clues or intelligence at critical moments has appeared!

After Wakagi Ryo handed the two hairs he had pulled out to Hattori yesterday, the black-skinned detective immediately contacted his personal tool, Officer Otaki, and successfully asked a classmate of the latter who happened to work nearby to help with the investigation.

The call at this time must have produced preliminary results of the investigation.

Moreover, Kudo Shinichi, who was hiding in the dark, did not do nothing. At least the video recording equipment secretly installed in the villa by Kawachi Fukasato did not successfully upload the "Kudo Shinichi murder scene" captured to the casino's website.

Hattori: "Is it confirmed? That's good, thank you, Officer Otaki."

At this time, the police who had already completed the on-site investigation surrounded Yada Makoto in the middle with unfriendly faces.

"Kudo Shinichi, right? Please come back with us to investigate the attack on Ms. Kawachi Fukasato."

Hattori: "Wait a minute!"

The middle-aged police officer in charge frowned, "Hey, the scene is so obvious, you don't want to say that this Kudo Shinichi is not the murderer, right?"

"We have checked the area around the villa, and there are no signs of other people entering or leaving. There is no such thing as the murderer escaping from here after committing the crime and then blaming Kudo Shinichi.

His body is covered with the victim's blood. As for the knife used as the murder weapon, although it has not been checked yet, it must be covered with his fingerprints."

Hattori Heiji turned the hat on his head and shook his head.

"There are bloodstains on the clothes and fingerprints on the murder weapon. No matter from which angle, this person is the murderer."

Hattori Heiji paused here, and the policemen beside him looked over at this time, waiting for the second half of the reasoning.

"In addition, there is no special trick or method in this incident. It is very simple overall. It is nothing more than this kid calling Ms. Kawachi over, and then stabbing her with the knife found in the house."

Others: !!!

Wait, the development of this script is wrong.

In the normal direction, shouldn't you detectives personally demonstrate a complex and strange method, recreate the murder scene, and then prove that your friends are absolutely innocent?

The police suddenly doubted whether they had walked into the wrong set.

Makoto Yada's pupils shrank, and he looked at the expressionless Hattori Heiji, Wakaki Ryo who was leaning against the wall playing with his mobile phone, and the Maori father and daughter and Toyama Kazuha who were standing far away and did not show much worry on their expressions.

None of these people intend to protect "Kudo Shinichi"?

Seeing that everyone in the room had shifted their attention, Makoto Yada gritted his teeth and soon filled his eyes with tears.

"I'm sorry, but...but that reporter said, she said she would make public my mistake in reasoning a year ago. She, she also threatened me that she would destroy all my glory, reputation and self-esteem so far.

I'm scared...I don't know what the future will be like, I...I subconsciously, when I reacted, I became like that."

Makoto Yada finished a series of lines in tears. Except for the police who didn't know the situation, everyone else, including Ryo Wakaki, had a look of toothache.

Heye took Xiaolan's arm, leaned close to Xiaolan's ear, and began to complain in a very low voice.

"Sure enough, this person is not the real Kudo, although I am not familiar with Kudo, but let's replace it. Anyway, I can't imagine Heiji crying like this."

Ran Maori lowered her head slightly disappointed.

"Well, Shinichi, he, he would never do that. Even if he really made a mistake in reasoning a year ago, Shinichi would never do something like killing someone just to cover up his mistake!

I believe him!"

Mouri Kogoro at the back took out a cigaretteHe held it in his mouth, looked at the two high school girls around him, bit the filter, but did not light it.

"Isn't it because that detective boy is going to disappear? Otherwise, how could he be impersonated so easily?"

Wakagi Ryo curled his lips, disgusted with Makoto Yada's behavior of crying directly with someone else's face.

How could a genuine high-quality washing machine leak?

However, despite his disgust, he did not stop secretly taking photos and editing them.

Hattori Heiji: (♯｀∧´)

After watching Makoto Yada's tearful performance, he silently lowered the brim of his hat to avoid seeing something more hurtful to the eyes.

"The only thing that needs to be emphasized is that this boy who attempted murder is not the real Kudo Shinichi."

Police: ? ? ?

The middle-aged police officer in the lead had an expression that said, "You kid are making fun of me." This face was on the headlines every day a while ago. No matter how you look at it, it's that arrogant detective boy Kudo Shinichi, okay?

"Let me introduce this person again. You should all be familiar with him. He is Makoto Yada, who was adopted by the former village chief Nichigen. After inheriting the estate, he disappeared for more than half a year and had plastic surgery to look like Kudo Shinichi."

Hatsuori Heiji took out his mobile phone and showed the police the DNA test results and the plastic surgery records that he asked Officer Otaki to check overnight.

Makoto Yada suddenly stiffened and looked at Hattori Heiji with an unbelievable expression.

"Don't think you are so good at disguising yourself. The first time I saw you yesterday, Brother Wakamu suspected your identity. That's why he pulled your hair off your head under the pretext of slipping and sent it for identification."

Makoto Yada: ? ? ? ! !

Didn't he reveal the truth as soon as we met?

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Ruo Muliang. Ruo Muliang sensed his gaze, silently put down the phone, and gave him a fake smile.

Douzi and Bei Jie can't hide their identities under my nose, let alone you?