Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Saturday, March 4th, in the evening, at the lobby of Akashi Sanso, Susono City, Shizuoka Prefecture.

　　 The Yokozo Police Department asked Tahara Toshiaki, Furukawa Noe, and Nagazuka Katsuaki who knew who came here, and it turned out that many colleagues knew about it. I also asked if any suspicious person had been followed, and it turned out that he did not.

　　 Yamazaki listened to Maori telling the story of the incident, and suggested that Maori ask Saoka Kazuyoshi's itinerary. Maori asked and learned that Saoka Kazuyoshi was hunting in the forest alone today.

　　 "If this is the case, Uncle Maori, I don't think the killer will be a professional killer, because he has the opportunity and time to kill Mr. Saoka during the day, and the gunshots at that time will not make people suspect." Yamazaki said.

　　 Mori said, "What if he only came in the afternoon? He only knows that Mr. Sunaoka lives in this villa. He doesn't know where he went, so he stayed there."

　　 "Well, uncle, can you suggest that the Henggou Police Department take out the warhead in Mr. Saoka's head? Maybe it can provide some clues." Yamazaki whispered to Mori.

　　 "That's great," Maori said, and then to the Henggou Police Department.

　　 Henggou Police Department thought for a while and agreed, and then instructed the forensic staff to take out the warhead. It was a warhead with a sharpened front end and a threaded back end.

　　 Mei Daizi said: "This is not right, this kind of sharpened bullet coming from the opposite side will definitely penetrate his head."

Yamazaki noticed that Conan was leaning over to talk to himself, so he immediately slapped him away, "Boy, don't get in the way here." He hinted that he was looking at the other side, and then whispered to Maori, "Uncle, I suggest to check the door of Mr. Sunoka Fingerprints on the inner handle."

　　 Conan took a sneak peek after retreating, and found that Lan was looking at him there. He was shocked. What happened?

　　 "Fingerprints?" Maori was taken aback, "Could it be that..."

　　 Henggou Police Department asked, "Mr. Maori, what are you talking about?"

　　 "That's it," said Mori, "please ask someone to investigate the fingerprints on the door handle of Mr. Sunaoka's room."

　　 "Fingerprints? Good." Henggou Police Department immediately summoned forensics personnel and ordered him to investigate.

　　The forensic officer said: "We have already investigated this, and we are about to report to you that there is only Mr. Maori's fingerprint on the door of the room."

　　 "What!" Henggou Police Department was taken aback, "That means someone wiped off other people's fingerprints?"

　　 "So, when Mr. Saoka died, the murderer was in the room." Maori asked, "Excuse me, are there any suspicious footprints around this villa?"

　　 "No," the forensic officer said.

　　 "That means no one has ever been in or out of this villa." Mori looked at Tahara Toshiaki, Furukawa Noe, and Nagazuka Katsuaki, "In other words, the murderer is one of the three of you."

　　 "Mao, Mr. Mori, what are you talking about, how could I kill Sunaoka." Nagazuka's sweat fell.

　　 Furukawa Noe said, "Yes, Mr. Mori, our club would go bankrupt without Sunaoka. I can't kill him."

　　 "You must be holding your mind that I can't get, and others can't get it." Maori said.

　　Tahara Toshiaki asked: "Mr. Mori, you said that one of us is a murderer. What evidence is there for this?"

　　 "Uh," Maori began to think, "This..."

　　 Yamazaki said in an interface: "Wait, Uncle Maori, it's up to me, can I?"

　　 "Okay, leave it to you." Maori said.

　　 Yamazaki said: "First of all, the weapon that shot this bullet was not a pistol, otherwise the sharpened bullet would definitely penetrate the head."

　　 Henggou Police Department asked: "It's not a gun, what is that?"

　　 "I know," Mei Daizi smiled with her fingers up, "Yes..."

"It's a hand crossbow," Yamazaki said, "a delicate small hand crossbow." Then he said, "There are no fingerprints on the doorknob, which means that the murderer entered the room at the time. Even if Mr. Sandoka was drunk, he saw the person holding it in his hand. Bows and arrows or hand crossbows should not allow him to enter the door, so it should be a delicate small hand crossbow."

　　 "Oh, so I put the bullet on the rod of the crossbow arrow as an arrow." Henggou Police Department said.

"It's not a bullet, it's just a bullet." Yamazaki said, "This bullet is the bullet of a rifle bullet, but here is only a shotgun. It is not easy to carry a rifle on your body, so this bullet was brought by the murderer separately. The murderer must be there. Have been to a shooting range recently."

　　 Yuanzi asked: "But that shot?"

　　 Mei Daizi said, "It's easy, just record the gunfire and play it back on the speaker."

　　 Henggou Police Department said, "The murderer is Mr. Tahara or Mr. Nagazuka who went hunting."

"You can't say that, the sound can be recorded before." Yamazaki said, "The whole incident should be like this. The murderer used a hand crossbow to shoot a crossbow bolt with a warhead at close range in Mr. Sunaoka's room beforehand. Put a hole in the glass and cover it with curtains, then install the glass shards on the ground, take the crossbow and leave. At night, the murderer secretly took the crossbow to knock on Mr. Sunaoka’s room, and when Mr. Sunaoka was unprepared after entering, He took out a crossbow and killed him, then moved his body to the balcony, then revolved the bolt of the crossbow, opened the curtains and scattered glass shards on the ground, creating a fake scene where Mr. Sandoka was sniped."

　　 Henggou Police Department asked, "Wait, if Mr. Saoka was dead then, who called Mr. Mori?"

"It's also a recording." Yamazaki said, "Next, the murderer called Uncle Maori, played the recording on the phone, then hung up and played the recording of gunshots at the valley. Because of the valley echo, people mistakenly thought it was. Sounded from other places."

　　 "So that's the case," the Henggou police department asked, "who is the murderer?"

　　 Yamazaki asked, "Mr. Akashi, I heard that Ms. Furukawa and the others came yesterday afternoon. Have you ever told them, when will you clean the room today?"

　　 Akashi Yusaku said, "I said I would clean up my room in the morning and prepare dinner in the kitchen in the afternoon."

　　 Yamazaki asked, "Mr. Akashi, I would like to ask, among them, who was the last to go out today, who came back halfway or who came back first."

　　 "Well," Akashi said after thinking about it, "It is Mr. Tahara, he was the last to go out, and he was the first to come back."

　　 "What's wrong with this, I'm just a little tired." Tahara asked.

　　 Yamazaki said, "Because Akashi will clean the room in the morning, the murderer can only prepare the scene in the afternoon, so the murderer is Mr. Tahara who came back first."

　　 "Stop talking nonsense, I don't have a key, how do I get in?" Tahara asked.

　　 Yamazaki said: "This villa looks like it's not a young age, and the door to the guest room should be able to handle it with the almighty key."

　　Tahara Toshiaki asked, "Damn it, what evidence do you have for saying that?"

"Your crossbow and tape recorder should have been thrown away, and even if you find it out, there is no fingerprint on it." Yamazaki said, "However, Mr. Tahara, I think you have written too much script for a detective, so you have to consider the whole from the perspective of a detective. Incident. Indeed, from the perspective of a detective, this incident has no answer, but detectives and police are completely two concepts. For the police, this incident is very simple."

　　 "What do you mean?" Tahara asked.

"Mr. Tahara, the phone you called on Uncle Maori's mobile phone is your own mobile phone, right? I think you still have it with you." Yamazaki laughed, "Detectives can't investigate the phone. The police are It’s fine if you apply. Henggou Police Department, I don’t need to talk about it below."

　　 "Understood," said Henggou police department, "please hand over your mobile phone, Mr. Tahara."

　　Tawara Toshiaki asked, "Why do you think it is me, and come back first?"

Yamazaki said, “Because Ms. Furukawa and Mr. Nagatsuka came back after the rain. Mr. Tahara, if I didn’t guess wrong, you didn’t know it had rained before you killed Mr. Sunaoka, otherwise you I can’t do it. Because there are no footprints on the ground after the rain, outsiders can be ruled out. When it rains, you should have closed the curtains, and then you go back to your room and lie on the bed and look at the ceiling to figure out how to do it at night. In the evening the rain stopped for a while before being invited out for dinner."

　　 "I," Toshiaki Tahara sighed, "Oh, even a minor can be seen, I still lost." He said that he handed the mobile phone to the Henggou Police Department.

　　 Hengdou Police Department asked: "Mr. Tahara, you are now admitting that you killed Mr. Saoka Kazuyoshi?"

　　 "Yes, I killed it." Tahara asked, "Now that your police has not completed the investigation, this can be considered a surrender, right?"

　　 Henggou Police Department smiled bitterly: "Yes."

　　 "Uncle Maori, my task is now complete," Yamazaki said.

　　 "Well, good, good job." Mori patted Yamazaki's shoulder happily.

　　 Nagazuka asked, "Tahara, why is this?"

　　Tahara Toshiaki said angrily: "That guy Shaoka looked down on my script, and blame me if he is unpopular. I can't forgive that guy."

　　 Furukawa Noe sighed, "But you can't do that either."

"I'm sorry ~www.readwn.com~Furukawa." Tahara Toshiaki said, and then said with emotion, "Actually, I want to plan a perfection that neither the production staff nor the actors, including famous detectives including Sabaohan can solve. Murders."

　　 "Well, Mr. Tahara Toshiaki, let's go." Henggou Police Department said.

After 　　, the police took Tahara Toshiaki away and told others to go to the Numazu Police Station, which is in charge of this place, to make a record tomorrow.

　　 After the police left, Maori, Ran, Conan, Yamazaki, Mei Daizi, Yuanzi went to Mei Daizi’s room for a supper, and then went back to their rooms. ...

　　Night, Maori room.

　　 On the bed, Maori slept snoringly; on the first floor, Lan was lying on his side; on the second floor, Conan was also lying on his side.

　　 Looking at Conan with his back to him motionless, Lan couldn't fall asleep thinking of Conan's performance. The answer he thought was ridiculous, but he just couldn't help thinking about it. By the way, or ask Yamazaki, uh, no, Yamazaki will tell Meidaizi, Meidaizi will tell Yuanzi, and Yuanzi will make fun of me thinking that guy can think about it, no, no.

　　 Thinking of this, Lan's face turned red, and her breathing became a little quick.

　　 Hearing Lan's breathing, Conan sighed secretly. Why did you not sleep, Lan? Keep this posture, my whole body is going to be numb now.

　　 Soon after, Lan fell asleep in his cranky thoughts and snored slightly.

　　 Conan sat up and stretched his body when he heard it, and then lay down facing Lan, looking at Lan's sleeping face by the moonlight, just looking at him madly, thinking nothing, and fell asleep unconsciously. ...