Conan’s Guilty Points System

An inexplicable feeling of unhappiness surged in her heart.

Not to mention Yoko Okino, even the people around them clearly felt it, and couldn't help but look at each other.

[Is there a conflict between Soto Hongo and Heiji Hattori? 】

There was nothing unusual about Fuldor, played by Heiji, who looked at Cunjiu Klay and smiled confidently: "Cunjiu police officer, this yard is owned by an abandoned house and has long been uninhabited. When I first arrived, I already asked However, Mr. Fujita, Ms. Tsunamu, and Mr. Meiji who were present have never entered the courtyard, so there were no footprints on the ground at that time. Just like this photo."

Klay Murakura glanced at the photo, and there were indeed no footprints on the mud.

"So what, what does it mean to have no footprints?"

"It means that the deceased was killed by someone from ten meters away."

Chapter 0318 Maple Leaf Gold Coins at the Murder Scene!

Fuldoer looked at the village Jiucai lightly: "The location of the deceased is in the center of this yard, this decorative wall just divides the whole yard in two, and there are no footprints on the surrounding ten meters of mud, unless the murderer Can fly, otherwise it can only kill from a distance."

"What a powerful reasoning, but may I ask, how did the murderer shoot this short knife into the heart of the deceased?"

Clay Murakami gave a cold smile, especially in the deliberately accentuated voice of the word "shooting", which was full of ridicule.

"Director, the situation is not right, should we stop it?" The assistant suggested to Mizoguchi Kenji in a low voice.

Mizoguchi Kenji stared at the screen, his eyes twinkling.

Furdoer glanced at Clay Murakami, smiled faintly, and looked at a middle-aged man beside him: "Mr. Fujita, do you know this deceased?"

A middle-aged man who had been standing beside him was stunned for a moment and pointed to himself: "Mr. Fur, I have already made a confession before, and I am still a reporter. Do you think I am the murderer?"

Furdoer smiled lightly: "Mr. Fujita, you just need to tell me, do you know this deceased?"

Without any emotion, he just looked at Mr. Fujita quietly.

Mr. Fujita was a little hairy from Fuldoer's eyes, and a drop of cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

Suddenly, everyone was relieved.

"Okay, today's shooting mission is over." Mizoguchi Kenji shouted.

"Heiji, wipe off your sweat."

Okino Yoko took a towel and handed it to Heiji.

Heiji took the towel and went back to the makeshift changing room.

Others stared at this scene in stunned eyes. Yoko Okino is a big star. Usually only other people serve her, but now she actually serves one person so diligently, and she is also a man.

[Could it be that our conjectures are all true? 】

Hongo Zado gritted his teeth and looked at Heiji angrily.

"Yoko, I'm going to buy something, will you come with me?"

Heiji was going to have something to eat. The food here is a little weirder than normal Japanese food, and it doesn't suit his taste.

"Well, go."

Yoko Okino looked surprised.

"You change your clothes first."

Although the costumes are just ordinary clothes, if they wear them out, I am afraid her identity will be exposed.

"Well, I'll change it right away."

Looking at Yoko Okino who walked quickly into the separate dressing room, all the staff became silent.

"It seems that Miss Yoko and Mr. Hattori really have an unusual relationship."

An actress whispered in the ear of makeup artist Qiao Rong Yimei.

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful that Miss Yoko is angry."

Qiao Rong Yimei glared at the actress, she was fully qualified to scold her for such a small role.

An ordinary Mazda is galloping down the road.

"Heiji, what shall we eat?"

Wearing a dark green jacket, light blue trousers, and a pure white cap, Yoko Okino sat in the passenger seat.

"Eat Chinese hot pot."

Heiji has no problem as long as he doesn't eat Sakura's dishes, but I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time.

Okino Yoko nodded, and there was no objection.

Heiji parked his car next to a Chinese hot pot restaurant and walked in with Yoko Okino.

Suddenly, the corners of Heiji's mouth evoked a sinister arc.

"Heiji, what are you laughing at?" Yoko Okino asked curiously.

Heiji shook his head and put away the strange smile: "It's nothing, let's go in."

Opposite the hot pot restaurant is a coffee shop with a Porsche 356A parked in front of the door, the license plate number is Shinjuku 34-4869.

The two ate for a full two hours.

"Heiji, let's go shopping."

After coming out of the hot pot restaurant, Yoko Okino suddenly suggested.

Heiji glanced at Yoko Okino, then nodded.

Yoko Okino smiled sweetly: "Thank you Heiji."

All night, Yoko Okino had a great time, filling the back seat of the rented Mazda with all kinds of snacks and gadgets.

Sakura!

Inside the hotel, Hongo Sota's cell phone rang.

"Hey, don't bother me."

"Are you feeling very comfortable recently?"

A cold voice sounded.