Conan: The Mechanic

The fat middle-aged woman he had seen in the restaurant before, made such an incredibly beautiful voice, and stumbled into the arms of the thin gentleman who was sitting across from her, presumably her husband. Immediately afterwards, the two of them started a carefree kiss in front of Kudo Shinichi.

"Okay...it's exciting..." Kudo Shin stared at the couple in a daze, but saw a woman who hid herself in a hood coming behind the thin gentleman and looked at the fat woman.

Immediately afterwards, the fat woman in the kiss stretched out a hand and gently poked a toothpick on the chest of the hooded woman. In the process, the thin gentleman seemed to be unaware.

[When kissing, many people will close their eyes and even be unaware of what is happening around them? 】 Such thoughts jumped into Kudo Shinichi's mind for no reason. But when he came back to his senses, he found that the three had disappeared for some unknown reason. [This... weren't they still here just now, why are there no one now, is it my illusion? ? ? 】

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"What?" Officer Megumi frowned and looked at Takagi.

"Yes, the results are indeed a little unexpected..." Saying this, Takagi turned his head and looked at the deceased's daughter. "The frontal test sample of the deceased's daughter, Tatsumi Sakurako, was normal, but a considerable amount of gunpowder smoke reaction residue was detected on the back. At the same time, we also found the same in the gap of the outer door of the elevator on this floor. substance.

"In other words, when the deceased President Tatsumi was killed in the elevator, the elevator was staying on this floor, and someone shot outside the elevator. And when this person shot, Miss Sakurako also present."

"Me?" Tatsumi Sakurako was shocked. "I... my father's death has nothing to do with me!"

"But when he died, I'm afraid you were there," Officer Mumu glanced at her. "Even if we were willing to believe your innocence, the judge might not be too willing."

"No, I think there is something wrong." Just when Sakurako was at a loss, the young man who had come with her before, and was still standing not far behind her, interrupted. "When Sakurako stayed here, I was there, and I can prove her innocence."

"I remember that you are... an employee of the company, Mr. Oba Satoru, right?" Officer Mumu responded quickly. "I also did a gun smoke reaction test for you just now, and the result is...no abnormality?"

"Yeah," Satoru Oba had a very friendly smile on his face. "I was there at the time, and I can vouch for her innocence-from the last time the president met with us, until her body was found, I was by Miss Sakurako's side almost all the time."

"Could it be convenient for you to talk about your relationship?" Just as he explained this, Kudo Shinichi's questioning voice came from behind him. "Like, what were you guys doing at the time or something."

"Who are you?" Oba Satoru frowned and turned to look at Kudo Shinichi. "I wanted to ask just now, although he doesn't dress like a policeman, he is so active at the murder scene."

"Of course I'm a police officer," Kudo Shinichi chose to give himself a more convincing fake identity without hesitation. "All in all, I've got my head around this case."

"See through?" Officer Mumu looked at him in surprise. "what do you mean……"

"I already know who the murderer is." Kudo Shinichi looked at Officer Megumi. "Very clear"

"I also know the murderer now. The problem is that Mr. Oba provided her with proof that she did not commit the crime." With that, Officer Mumu looked at Miss Yingzi. "Or, Kudo-san, you intend to accuse the two of them of being complicit, so Mr. Oba's alibi is invalid?"

"Officer Mumu, you may have been on the job for too long, so you don't know much about some of the most cutting-edge research results in the criminal investigation world, and you are even unaware of some things that forensics personnel have become accustomed to," Kudo Shinichi said. wave. "According to a paper submitted to Japan by a Japanese-American Kurosawa Jin in 1992, he described the possibility of residues adhering to other people who were unconscious after a shooting, and successfully shot ordinary shooting in an airtight elevator. The residue of the muzzle of the gun was contaminated with other people, making them weakly positive for the gun smoke reaction. After this article was approved by the National Metropolitan Police Center in September this year, forensics personnel began to Weak positives on exposed individuals are treated as negative conditions."

"..." Officer Mumu was stunned when he heard the name of Kurosawa, but quickly returned to normal. "Then...you mean...Takagi, what is the result of forensics?"

"Uh, the total result of the 12 sampling points on the front is [normal (weak positive)], so I directly reported to you that it was normal at the time~www.readwn.com~ Officer Takagi hurriedly explained this." The result of sampling with both hands alone Also both are normal (weak positive), while the back sum result is positive"

"Where's Mr. Oba?" Kudo Shinichi continued to ask.

"The sum of the sampling results of the left hand, front and back are all [normal (weak positive)], and the test result of the right hand is [normal]." When he said this, Officer Takagi himself was stunned. "This...his right hand seems to be very clean?"

"Yes, his right hand is very clean," Kudo Shin nodded. "It was counterproductive to try to cover it up - if he was wearing gloves, then the muzzle residue would not show up on his hand at all, so that the hand he shot wouldn't show any signs of a gun-smoke reaction. When there are generally weak positives in the surrounding environment, it seems abrupt and strange.

"Sir, you may know something about the reaction to gunpowder smoke, but... do you really know how to avoid gunpowder smoke accurately? To be honest, some prisoners are much better than you."

Saying so, Kudo Shin glanced at the watch he was wearing, took a step forward, and looked at Satoru Oba, who was already shaking in front of him, with an aggressive posture.

Confess to me quickly, I can't waste my time with you!

But at this time, a text message chilled his heart.

[Mori Kogoro has already arrived at the restaurant... Sorry, we underestimated his outburst of action. In short, let's close this case first, put the prisoner in jail first, and then slowly find a suitable opportunity. ] - Kudo Yusaku

As if struck by lightning, he froze in place.

Shaking his body, Kudo Shinichi's expression twisted, and crimson blood slowly seeped out from the part where the end of the nail was deeply embedded in the palm.