Conan's Ancient Beautiful Gate Criminal

The crowd was in an uproar, and reporters flocked to the stage to ask questions.

"Mr. Kasai, you just mentioned the name Senba Hiiragi? Are you referring to that talented musician who suddenly disappeared two years ago?"

"Is it the one who used Yuhei Hashima as a pseudonym and is still at the top of the sales list?"

"How did you get Mr. Qian Yu's unpublished works? And did you see him in person during the lawsuit? Can you disclose some information about this?"

"Would you please tell me whether that teacher Qian Yu is a man or a woman, how old he is, and what he looks like?"

"..."

The scene was completely chaotic. What's interesting is that few reporters cared about Kasai Tomo's plagiarism, and they all chased him to ask about Chiba Hiiragi.

Ge Xizhi knelt down on the stage, didn't look up, just felt that his energy and energy were taken away.

Why did he take a huge risk to carry everything and refuse to admit that there was a ghostwriter?

In addition to being as sincere as possible and begging for the other party's forgiveness, isn't it just to keep my identity as a genius composer?

As a result, these reporters didn't even want to reprimand him for plagiarism, and they didn't have any sense of existence at all...

On the contrary, Mao Lilan in front of the TV sighed, "How could this be... This Mr. Kasai's songs have always been very good, I didn't expect to do such a thing as plagiarism this time."

Miwako Sato saw that Shizuo Gumeimon was fascinated, and couldn't help asking:

"Speaking of which, Gu Meimen, you have also been in the entertainment industry. Do you know the Kasai teacher on TV?"

Gu Meimen Shizuo hummed, "I know him, he stole the song he copied from me."

"Eh???"

"what?!"

Everyone was startled, but Conan's head reacted the fastest, and he blurted out instantly, "Is the song "The Three Brothers Maruko" written by you?"

"What's wrong?" Gu Meimen Shizuo glanced at him.

Conan's face turned black and he said: "My mother insisted on saying that song was interesting, and forced me to sing and dance in front of the guests..."

"then?"

"then?"

Gu Meimen Shizuo and Mo Lilan spoke at the same time, but the former was meaningful, while the latter just felt a little confused.

Conan's heart trembled suddenly, and he came back to his senses suddenly, wishing to slap himself, the resentment was so heavy that he couldn't help complaining.

He hurriedly smiled, "Well, it means... last year, I just used the wrong word."

"Oh, so that's the case. I remember that I also performed in front of guests when I was young~" Mao Lilan recalled the things in her childhood very nostalgic.

Seeing that she had no doubts, Conan was secretly relieved.

However, Mao Lilan said again: "By the way, Conan, your parents don't seem to have called to ask about your situation..."

Conan broke out in a cold sweat, "They...they are busy with work..."

Mao Lilan saw that his expression was not very good, and instantly imagined a pair of unscrupulous parents. She hugged Conan in her arms, touched his head and said, "It's okay, I will stay with you~"

Conan:? ? ?

"So you were so good before? I saw that you were the top two on the list. I thought you were just playing music casually."

Miwako Sato looked at Shizuo Gumeimon with some strange eyes, and the latter withdrew his gaze from Conan, and was about to say something.

Mori Kogoro on the side stepped forward and said with a serious expression: "I've seen this for a long time."

"Oh?" Miwako Sato looked at Kogoro Mori in surprise, even Ran Mori was a little surprised.

Conan couldn't help thinking to himself, did Uncle Maori really have a flash of light?

"Miss Yoko has sung the songs he wrote, and it is naturally very powerful to be able to write songs that are in Miss Yoko's eyes."

Everyone: "..."

Shizuo Kumimon was dumbfounded, yes, well-founded, worthy of being a famous detective Mori Kogoro.

...

At the same time, Yasui Minoru in the room was pulling his hair vigorously, trying to prove that Okubo was the criminal.

That's right, his first target is Okubo.

His idea is very simple, because only he and Okubo have the opportunity to release the golf ball with the bomb hidden, so it is much easier to prove Okubo than to prove Nan Zhishi's guilt.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Minoru Yasui didn't think of anything useful. After punching the table with his fist a few times as if venting, he was suddenly taken aback.

Yasui Minoru held his head, forced himself to calm down, carefully recalled what the Shiratori Police Department said, and all the actions since the police arrived, his eyes gradually flickered.

As the section chief of Goi Dengeki's product development department, Minoru Yasui got into this position not because he is outstanding in professional ability, but because he is full of ability to observe words and feelings and flattery.

Even if he learned that his girlfriend had a good relationship with his boss, it didn't stop him from continuing to serve his boss well, which shows how good he is and how dependent he is on these things.

It's just that today's incident was so sudden that he panicked and even forgot to use his best skills.

At this time, he was guarded alone, and after finally having a chance to calm down and think, he finally realized that something was wrong—the police seemed to be suspicious of Nan Zhishi!

Even... a bit targeted?

Although he didn't know the reason, judging from the repeated body searches of Nan Zhishi and the fact that he deliberately mentioned Nan Zhishi in front of him just now, it seemed to remind him of something.

If you can't clear yourself of your crime, do you want to prove that others are guilty?

Minoru Yasui, who saw the way out, became more energetic, wiped the sweat off his face indiscriminately, and thought quickly.

If I were Nam Zhishi, how would I kill the minister and blame someone else without having the opportunity to drop a bomb golf ball...

...

Ten minutes later, Shiratori Ren Saburo came back with Takagi She, with a happy expression on his face.

"There is progress!"

All the people in the hall looked at him, Shiratori Ren Sanlang didn't give a damn, and explained directly:

"Okubo didn't provide much useful things, and in the end Minoru Yasui came up with a new idea.

He suspected that it was not the golf ball that exploded, but the head of the golf club! "

"Cue?" Miwako Sato was taken aback.

"That's a good idea, is there any evidence?" Shizuo Gumeimen nodded.

Sure enough, counting on suspects is more reliable than counting on the police's own people. In the future, we still have to adhere to the principle of not letting our own people use their brains.

Shiratori Ren Sanlang replied: "It's hard to say the direct evidence, but there is one more indirect evidence.

Not long ago, the long-distance cue of the deceased was broken, so Nan Zhishi was arranged to send it for repair, and it was not brought to the deceased until this morning.

And that cue just happened to be sent to this club for maintenance, which I have just confirmed with the club.

They repaired the cue the night before and gave it to Nan Zhishi, but Nan Zhishi only gave it to the deceased this morning, and the time in between can be manipulated.

In addition, that club is very special, because it was given by the president of Goi Denki, so the deceased was very concerned about it, and kept its wooden club head, so it would be much easier to modify. "