Conan’s Guilty Points System

This is the TV station, and a group of reporters have long been waiting outside.

"Mr. Hattori, who do you think is the murderer of this case?"

"Mr. Hattori, this time the murderer murdered under your nose. Could it be a provocation to you?"

"Mr. Hattori, when will you have another interaction with detective fans?"

As soon as Heiji came out, he was surrounded by a group of reporters with microphones in front of him.

A slight smile appeared.

"Although your questions are very attractive to me, I choose not to answer them."

The group of reporters were stunned by Heiji's answer, and looked at him blankly, confused.

"Because I don't have the answer yet."

The next moment, Heiji suddenly smiled helplessly.

After a while, the group of reporters laughed and suddenly realized.

However, this group of people naturally didn't believe that Heiji would have no answer, so answering this way was just politely rejecting their question. However, the way is comfortable.

Since I couldn't find the topic from Heiji, the next step is to shift the target.

"Mr. Maori, who do you think is the murderer of this case?"

Mouri Kogoro was taken aback: "Is your question over?"

[Just now, didn't you ask Hattori a lot of questions? 】

Looking at the reporters and they nodded, his face turned a little dark: Do these guys think that my visit value is not enough to compare with the Hattori kid?

"Hmph, I don't know either."

After speaking, he turned around and walked into the room, leaving behind a group of inexplicable reporters.

"What's wrong with Dad? What if he is scribbled by those reporters?" Xiao Lan said worriedly.

"When the time comes, if you scribble it, Uncle Maori's reputation will be in trouble."

Sonoko nodded, but she knew how powerful these uncrowned kings were. Even the consortium turns a blind eye to these reporters.

Heiji smiled slightly: "Everyone, there are three doubts in this case, and solving these three doubts will solve the case, but we have no clue yet, and we are all having headaches. So, after the case is over, the Maori detective will give you an explanation. Yes. Of course, while we are handling the case, please don't disturb me."

The group of reporters looked at each other and nodded, "I hope Mr. Hattori will solve the case soon."

Officer Megure came with Officer Takagi and the others.

"Brother Hattori, how is the situation?"

"The deceased was the editor-in-chief of Nippon TV, who was shot in the head." Heiji said lightly.

Officer Mumu nodded and walked in solemnly.

"Brother Maori, you are here too."

"Officer Mumu, you are finally here."

Mouri Kogoro stood up.

Seeing the situation in the room, Officer Mumu frowned: "Did anyone see the murderer?"

"No, the mixing room was emptied by Mr. Interview at that time, so there were no witnesses." Kogoro Mouri told what he knew.

"Why did he empty the mixing room?"

"Because after the show, I will meet with Zhan Wang here, so he will empty the mixing room." Takashi Matsuo walked to the door and said.

Officer Megumi frowned and looked at Takashi Matsuo.

"His name is Takashi Matsuo, and he is the host of the detective unit."

"I heard that there is still a conflict between him and the deceased to visit Daoyan."

Heiji walked in, continued what Kogoro Mouri said, and then looked at Takashi Matsuo: "I'm right, Mr. Matsuo."

Takashi Matsuo's heart trembled slightly, but on the surface he remained calm: "Mr. Hattori is right, but this is not a contradiction, just some of our own thoughts. Last night, we reached a verbal agreement, and it was originally planned to be today. Make it clear."

"However, you still have a motive to kill."

Takashi Matsuo's eyes trembled slightly, and then he waved his hand: "I admit this, but I really didn't kill anyone..."

"I didn't say you murdered, so don't be so nervous."

Heiji turned around and walked to the window, quietly looking at the pool of blood above.

"Mr. Matsuo, where are you between eight and nine o'clock? Are there any witnesses nearby?"

Officer Meguro looked at Matsuo Takashi seriously.

"I was hosting the show at the time, and Mr. Hattori and Mr. Mouri were there, and they could both testify." Takashi Matsuo said calmly.

"Both Hattori and Maori can testify for you?" Officer Mumu asked in surprise.

"Well, Officer Mumu, we were really doing a show at the time." Kogoro Mouri nodded.

"But, didn't Mr. Matsuo leave for a while?"

Mouri Kogoro looked at Heiji in surprise.

Heiji smiled lightly: "Mr. Mori was in the process of reasoning, of course he didn't know. Mr. Matsuo, you seem to have left for four minutes at that time."

"Four minutes? It was that time."

Mouri Kogoro nodded, he remembered what time it was.

Takashi Matsuo nodded: "I had an upset stomach at the time, so I went to the toilet."

"So, you used that time period to kill Mr. Fang, right?" Officer Mumu said coldly.

"What a joke." Takashi Matsuo's voice suddenly became louder: "I only left the studio for 4 minutes, how could I have run from the ninth floor to the fourth floor to kill the interviewer, Officer Mumu, please don't talk nonsense. ."

"It's not impossible, you can take the elevator or run the stairs, you can do it." Kogoro Mouri sneered.

"Just kidding, it takes six minutes to run from the ninth floor to the fourth floor with all my strength. How could I run to the mixing room to kill the interview in just four minutes, and then run back to the studio. Be strict. Okay? Is this the reasoning of the police and famous detectives?"

Matsuo Takashi shouted loudly.