Conan's Mori Kogoro

"Nani?"

Thousands of spectators were surprised. They were enjoying the dance of Girls' Generation, but they didn't expect to turn into a handsome middle-aged man in an instant. They knew that there had been an accident in this golden music festival, but they didn't expect the accident It happened again.

At this time, Miyamoto Takeichi's old voice came out through the microphone: "Dear viewers who are watching Kyoto TV, I am the president of the TV station, Miyamoto Takeichi. On behalf of the TV station, I would like to apologize to all of you. There was an accident in today's live broadcast. Mr. Quan Zhilong, the singer who was originally scheduled to play in the final match, died in the mixing room on the third floor of our TV station. Now, the name in front of you is Kogoro Mori. He said that he understood the truth. Next Leave it to him."

As soon as these words were said, there was an uproar immediately. The most popular music program in China actually had a death incident. This is a big event.

The paparazzi reporters hurriedly drove towards the TV station one by one, and the viewers locked on to the Kyoto TV station one by one, engrossed.

People shopping in various high-end shopping malls and squares stopped after seeing this scene, even taxis.

This is the first time in history that the truth was inferred live.

All of Quan Zhilong's fans couldn't believe it. Knowing that Quan Zhilong's body was cut out on TV, a dead body, they found out that it was true, and they were all heartbroken.

Girls' Generation on the stage panicked, watching this scene and didn't know what to do. Soon, in the direction of the backstage curtain, Matsuo Takashi sighed, what should come will always come, he stepped onto the stage, let Girls' Generation first Leave and deal with this contingency by yourself.

Mori Kogoro took the microphone and said: "During the live broadcast of the Golden Music Festival today, at [-] o'clock tonight, the well-known artist Quan Zhilong was shot in the closed mixing room on the third floor. Burst and die."

"But what is surprising is that there is only one key to that mixing room, and the only key is only owned by the tuner Suwa Michihiko in the mixing room, but Suwa Michihiko has been staying on the 11th floor tonight In the live broadcast hall, he only left the live broadcast hall after nine o'clock, and the key was always with him, so this case is simply impossible."

Mori Kogoro has an excellent talent for language, and a few words can be fascinating, making people unable to help but start thinking.

"After my investigation, the perpetrator of this murder case was at the scene of the Golden Music Festival." Hearing this, the live broadcast hall immediately started to burst into commotion.

"That's right, the person standing in the middle of the stage right now, Mr. Takashi Matsuo, the murderer is you."

As soon as he said this, the audience present and the audience watching the show all over the country were in an uproar. Although Takashi Matsuo was known as the most famous person that Neon wanted to beat up, everyone couldn't believe that such a person committed a murder.

This is a familiar face, he can be seen procrastinating in announcing the ranking every night, but he suddenly turns into a murderer, and everyone shouts that it is impossible.

"Mr. Mao Li, are you joking? I have been hosting the show in the live broadcast hall tonight, and I have kept reporting. My voice has been heard by audiences across the country. Everyone can prove it for me."

The two sides are in the state of joint sound, the editor operates the machine very fast, and the two images are cut out and put together immediately. Kogoro Mori and Takashi Matsuo are facing each other.

Chapter 0021

"Yes, Matsuo Planning has indeed been controlling today's live broadcast from the backstage. Even I saw it. Mr. Matsuo was always there except for the commercial break at eight o'clock." Mori Kogoro's eyes were sharp.

Takashi Matsuo began to sweat behind his back: "Mr. Mori, are you kidding me? Didn't I already explain that I was just going to the toilet at that time, besides, the commercial time was only five minutes, the elevator was broken, we ran down together However, the time is far longer than five minutes."

The editor's technique was extremely fast, and he quickly cut out the time for Takagi's test to run from the 11th floor to the 3rd floor in the screen. It must take at least seven or eight minutes to go back and forth.

Takagi jumped up excitedly when he saw this scene: "I'm on TV, I'm on TV."

Kogoro Mori grinned, and the charm of a mature man was transmitted to the hearts of the female audience watching through the screen. This uncle is so handsome.

"Naturally there is not enough time to go from the 11th floor to the 3rd floor mixing room, but if you go to the 9th floor grocery room, then naturally there is more than enough time, Mr. Matsuo, that's right, you are familiar with the room behind me, this is The scene of your crime."

As soon as the camera turned, the grocery store was revealed, Takashi Matsuo's pupils shrank for a while, and he stopped talking.

Mori Kogoro commanded the camera and asked him to look out of the window to watch the filming. Looking down from the window, he could see the big window on the third floor that was stained with blood.

When Conan saw this scene, he immediately knew that Maori's reasoning was correct, and he lost his strength like a deflated ball.

The walls outside the two houses happened to be in the shadows. If they didn't pay attention, no one would notice anything unusual about this place.

Mori Kogoro was fiddling with the props, ropes, and pulleys in the grocery store. After a while, he fiddled with a labor-saving pulley block next to the large window and put it on the window. Then he used a dummy that was about the same weight as Quan Zhilong with pressure It was tied to the top and slowly slid down from the window.

This abandoned prop room turned into a grocery room has everything, so it is extremely worry-free.

Kogoro Mouri opened his mouth while operating, "Just the day before yesterday, Matsuo planner, you learned that Mr. Suwa Michihiko had a bad cold, and he had to ask for leave yesterday and today, so this murder plan was born. When you were about to leave work the day before yesterday Came to the mixing room on the third floor, under the guise of talking about work with Mr. Suwa, secretly opened the only window in the mixing room, and then left after get off work with Mr. Suwa.”

Suwa Michihiko was shocked when he heard this: "It's true, how did Detective Mori know."

The scene was cut, and the audience began to waver. The singers in the candidate hall also looked concerned, and the Suzuki sisters, Karasawa Yuki and others in the VIP box looked at Mori Kogoro intently.

Yuanzi watched it for a long time before he recognized it: "Wow, sister, sister, the uncle in this live broadcast is Xiaolan's father, I almost can't recognize him, how did he become so handsome, Xiaolan is really unyielding, dad Don't tell me if you become so handsome."

And in another more gorgeous box, a woman in the middle of the sofa lit a lady's cigarette and slowly spit it out. She looked at the reasoning picture on the screen, and a scarlet smile was drawn on the corner of her mouth: " interesting."

Butler Sato on the side bowed respectfully.

"Then you alone prepare the setup that I just assembled. This grocery room on the ninth floor happened to be discarded from the prop room, and it has everything you need."

"The time came to today's Golden Music Festival. At that time, Mr. Matsuo was looking at his mobile phone and watch all the time. Then, during the only gap during the live broadcast, during the five-minute commercial time, Mr. Takashi Matsuo came to ambush in the abandoned grocery room on the ninth floor. So, I used my mobile phone to ask Quan Zhilong, the singer who kicked the hall tonight, to go to the appointment. The reason is that if I don’t come, I won’t let the tuner do the tuning, and I will give Quan Zhilong a round of tour directly. Go to the appointment."

Takashi Matsuo on the stage was already sweating, but he still managed to hold on and said, "This is all Mr. Mori's imagination."

Mori Kogoro ignored him at all. For such a stubborn murderer, only reasoning and evidence can make him plead guilty.

"As soon as Quan Zhilong entered this room, he was hit on the head by Mr. Matsuo who was ambushing behind the door, and he was knocked out directly. Then Mr. Takashi Matsuo tied Mr. Quan Zhilong in the Get on the wire, and then use this labor-saving pulley to slowly lower it, just right on the big open window below."

"Scheme Matsuo held a pistol in his hand, and aimed it in the direction where Quan Zhilong was hit on the head with a stick, shot, bang, and his head exploded, and Planning Matsuo pressed the button again like this, and retracted the semi-automatic wire. In this way, Mr. Zhilong slipped into the sound mixing room on the third floor, forming a murder case in a secret room."

Mori Kogoro threw the dummy into the third-floor mixing room, then put away all the demonstration tools, took them apart, and then looked at his watch: "It took less than three minutes to solve it, really brilliant. "

"But you are too confident in planning Matsuo, you are printing lyrics, and designing GD to take drugs, stuffing drugs in his mouth, wanting to create hallucinations and then commit suicide with a gun? But your biggest mistake Even in the matter of using drugs, I also found the exact same drug powder here on the ninth floor before confirming that this is the real crime scene."

Matsuo Takashi's voice has changed: "Nonsense, the drugs may have been left behind by some people sneaking in there to take drugs, it is not considered evidence at all, you said it was shot on the ninth floor, it was shot on the ninth floor, You don't have any evidence to prove that I committed a crime, what a shitty detective." Takashi Matsuo was already in a panic.

Mori Kogoro looked angry: "Mr. Takashi Matsuo, maybe you don't know that the direction of the blood splashing is different from the gun fired from above and the gun fired by suicide, and the bullet holes are also different. It is really suicide or suicide outside the door, it is absolutely impossible to leave blood on the wall outside the TV station, let alone leave a bullet hole mark on the ground of the first floor." Mao Li showed the photo to everyone.

Takagi quickly climbed out with a flashlight to take a look. Sure enough, there were bloodstains on the outer wall on the third floor, and the audience was in an uproar.

"And, more importantly, I didn't find Quan Zhilong's mobile phone. As a tool for you to contact him before eight o'clock, you put it away, but in five minutes, you can hide it again." Where is it, so I assert that the mobile phone is on your body."