Conan's Mori Kogoro

"The murderer is indeed not you, but someone else!"

Hearing this, Shiratori Ren Saburo narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Mori Kogoro from a distance, full of gunpowder.

Chapter 0067 No preparation at all

Hearing this, the audience became interested.

How long has it been before the Maori detective knows the truth?

No preparation at all, just climax as soon as it comes up!

The comment section of the live broadcast was also very lively, and the three suspects were guessed by netizens.

Conan on the side was still thinking hard, and he was discouraged again when he heard this.

Shiratori Ren Sanlang frowned slightly, and said, "Detective Maori, do you already know the truth? I would like to hear more about it!"

Mori Kogoro turned his head and asked the three of them: "Excuse me, can you introduce your own occupations?"

The bitter-faced man Tang Tian Jingshan said: "I am a retoucher, the technician responsible for color correction in movies."

Keihiko Genue, the man with glasses, followed suit: "I'm an editor, and I've been in charge of film editing."

The curly-haired man Hoshimaro said, "I used to do prop work, but after Gucun left, our film department was short of editors, so I was promoted to do some unimportant editing work."

Mori Kogoro nodded: "In this case, I know who the murderer is!"

Meihezi was in a hurry, stepped forward and asked: "Xiao Wulang, don't be fooled, who is the murderer?"

Mori Kogoro pointed to the man wearing glasses among the three: "Mr. Negami, you are the murderer!"

Hearing this, Keihiko Negami shrank back, took a step back, and said with a dry smile: "Detective Maori, are you kidding, how could I be the murderer!"

Mori Kogoro laughed softly: "Mr. Negami, don't make excuses, in fact, this method is not very clever."

"These children have already said that the curtains in this lounge were drawn, and there was no light in the living room at the time of the incident, and it was in a completely dark environment."

"But the murderer can come and go freely in such a dark and messy living room. The only possibility is that he is very familiar with the layout of this living room, and he is also very adaptable to the dark environment."

"And these conditions, Mr. Negami, who often comes here to play mahjong and works in the darkroom, you are completely in line."

Keihiko Negami's forehead was dripping with cold sweat: "Detective Maori, it's too childish for you to call me a murderer just because of the nature of my work. Hoshima also went into the darkroom for editing work, why don't you say it's him? crime."

"And his voice was recorded at the scene, no matter how you look at it, he is the murderer."

Mori Kogoro shook his head, and continued: "Because he just said that he only started editing recently, and it's been less than a month. I'm afraid you still don't know the tricks of working in the darkroom!"

After saying this, Mori Kogoro reached out and turned off the light, and the whole room was plunged into darkness!

But soon, there was a faint fluorescent light scattered in the darkness. The fluorescent light was extremely weak, and it was impossible to see it unless you looked carefully.

For Keihiko Negami, who had been working in the dark for a long time, this fluorescent light could be recognized at a glance.

Mori Kogoro explained: "Even for the most powerful editor, it is extremely inconvenient to work in a darkroom where you can't see your fingers."

"So experienced editors usually stick transparent fluorescent tape on places that are easy to hit in the darkroom, so that they can rely on the weak fluorescent light to distinguish the surrounding environment."

"Coincidentally, the places that will be hit in this lounge are also covered with transparent fluorescent tape, so Mr. Negami can rely on this fluorescent light to move around freely."

"In addition, the editor is gentle and precise with the negative movements, so he escaped from the scene without making a sound, which is not difficult for Mr. Genange at all."

"You said, right, Negami-san?"

As soon as the light was turned on, the entire lounge was restored to light.

Keihiko Negami's face was extremely pale, cold sweat was streaming down, and the panic in his eyes was completely beyond words.

The police officer Shiratori, who has rich experience in handling cases, saw this expression and was sure that this guy was the real murderer, so he couldn't help but sighed slightly.

Hey, it really is not so easy to show off in front of Miwako in front of Mori Kogoro!

Keihiko Negami still did not give up, his eyes lit up, and he was still fighting the beast: "Although I am an editor, this fluorescent tape is the first time I have seen such a use."

"I see, these tapes are not in place because Gucun or Suidao posted them, and have nothing to do with me."

"Detective Maori, what you just said is all your imagination, you have no evidence at all!"

Keihiko Negami became more and more enthusiastic when he talked about this, and he sneered as if he lost his wits: "Detective Maori, I thought you could tell something, but I didn't expect that you would only blindly speculate and frame, it's all just for fame. Seniors, disappointed!"

"I think this case should be done by a former colleague who was implicated by Gucun before and led to layoffs. Detective Maori, you are really wrong to point the finger at me this time!"

"I will definitely sue you and ruin your reputation!"

Hearing these words, Yukiko, Miwako and the others felt breathless.

The viewers in front of the TV were filled with righteous indignation, looking at Keihiko Negami as if they were watching a villain.

Mori Kogoro laughed softly: "Who said I have no evidence!"

As soon as these words came out, the throat of the arrogant and mocking male duck seemed to be choked, and he was speechless.

"You, you, do you have evidence?" Keihiko Negami trembled as he spoke.

Mori Kogoro continued: "Even with fluorescent tape to guide the way, it is not easy to find a person's heart in the dark and kill him with one blow."

"There is a detail that no one has noticed, that is, the third button on the chest of the deceased's jacket is missing."