Conan’s Guilty Points System

Mouri Kogoro grumbled angrily and quickly followed.

"Heiji, let's go too." Sonoko was eager to try.

"Aren't you hungry?"

Heiji looked at the garden helplessly.

"I'm hungry, but I'd like to see Heiji's reasoning more, Ran, hurry up, hurry up."

Sonoko pulled Heiji and followed behind.

no way!

Heiji let Sonoko pull, and followed closely behind Mouri Kogoro and the others.

Under the leadership of the manager, the group turned east and west, descending the stairs like a maze.

"What the **** is going on here? Am I walking through the maze?"

After running for a few minutes, the garden was already dizzy.

"This is a building prepared for wartime, so it is designed to prevent guerrilla warfare." Heiji explained.

"I think they'll be dizzy themselves."

Sonoko pouted with dissatisfaction.

After eight minutes, they finally ran from the ninth floor to the fourth floor.

The manager rushed in first, his pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes suddenly widened, and he stood at the door.

"Visit?"

Takashi Matsuo stood there in shock, staring blankly at the mixing room.

Conan drilled in from the crowd, watching the **** scene inside, and immediately turned back to Takashi Matsuo in the crowd with a strong suspicion in his eyes.

"Please let me go."

Heiji's voice sounded, and the staff blocking the door was shocked, and immediately made way.

"Yuanzi, Xiaolan, you are outside."

Before entering the room, a strong smell of blood came out, which was not suitable for the garden to see.

As for Xiaolan, let's accompany Yuanzi outside.

Sonoko quickly took out the disposable white gloves from her bag.

The structure of the mixing room is very simple. There is a window on the wall directly opposite the door. To visit Michihiko, he is sitting under the wall of the window. There is a large pool of blood on the window.

"Headshot with one shot."

Heiji came over and frowned.

"Little devil, what do you think?"

After Kogoro Mouri inspected the body, he looked serious.

"What do you think?" Heiji's face darkened: "Uncle Maori, I just came in."

Mouri Kogoro was taken aback: "Ah? What are you doing standing at the door for so long?"

Heiji ignored him directly and began to examine the body.

"Judging from the stiffness of the body, the time of death was about 30 to 40 minutes ago. He was shot in the head from the forehead, and he was on the phone when he died."

There is an open data mobile phone next to Michihiko's body.

"The location of death should be this location. It has not been moved by anyone. The pool of blood on the window is the best proof."

Hearing Heiji's reasoning, Mouri Kogoro nodded: "Yes, the prisoner should have come in through the door, forced the interviewer to the window with a gun, and shot him in the head. Manager, investigate immediately, from eight to nine o'clock. In between, who has been here, or passed by here."

Mouri Kogoro turned his head and yelled at the manager.

"Yes." The manager nodded sharply and turned to leave.

"Also, call the police by the way."

Heiji stood up and looked at the window.

The manager nodded and ran out quickly.

"Hey, Hattori, do you think this case is strange?" Conan lowered his head and whispered.

"Well, the murderer should be that person."

Conan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked at Heiji: "As expected, you noticed it too."

Heiji smiled lightly: "After all, his acting skills can't compare to that of Princess Didan."

Conan glanced at Heiji: "Don't mess around here, there are two suspicious points in this case."

"Three!"

"Three?"

Conan frowned: "The first is the ballistics on the forehead; the second is the blood on the window; what is the third?"

Heiji glanced at Conan and shook his head: "The third is the time to commit the crime."

Chapter 0310 Six minutes and forty-nine seconds!

"The time of the crime?"

Conan looked at Heiji and frowned: "There is an hour between eight and nine o'clock. From the ninth floor to the fourth floor, there is plenty of time, and there is absolutely no place to question it."

"Is there a problem?"

Heiji's expression made Conan's brows furrow even more tightly, and he quickly recalled everything that happened today in his mind. Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly: "We are doing a show between eight and nine o'clock, but Takashi Matsuo left for a while. Do you mean that he used that time to commit crimes?"

Soon, he shook his head violently again: "No, the time he left was too short to commit the crime at all."

Heiji was too lazy to Conan and let him talk to himself.

"Uncle Maori, let's evacuate the people at the scene first, and wait for Officer Mumu and the others to come."

Mouri Kogoro nodded solemnly and began to evacuate the crowd.