Coroner Coroner

Her analysis was perfect enough.

But this information alone is far from enough to find the murderer:

"The situation is very troublesome..."

Lin Xinyi sighed softly:

"According to eyewitnesses at the scene, the murderer was wearing motorcycle gloves and a motorcycle helmet, and there was not a single piece of skin leaking out of his body."

"This way, it will be very difficult to find the hair and dander left by him at the scene."

"As for the footprints... Although the age and gender of the murderer can be roughly inferred, it is still far from enough to be used as evidence against the murderer."

"Not to mention, we can't find where others are at all now."

Lin Xinyi encountered the most difficult case:

The murderer covered himself tightly, shot someone out of nowhere, and then slipped away on a motorcycle with the murder weapon.

Nothing was left at the scene except for a few footprints, and witnesses could not see his face at all.

"Really... There are not many surveillance cameras in the park."

"If the monitoring density is high enough, this kind of case will not be so troublesome."

Lin Xinyi sighed silently in his heart:

In fact, he has been making suggestions to the Metropolitan Police Department for a long time, trying to increase the density of surveillance coverage in downtown Tokyo.

As long as the monitoring system can be installed in all the places that should be installed, many seemingly difficult cases can be easily solved.

However, Minister Odagiri told him...

The Metropolitan Police Department has nothing to say about the installation of surveillance cameras in a large area of ​​Tokyo.

This kind of large-scale municipal project has to be finalized by the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, and it has to be discussed and decided in the parliament.

After going through a set of cumbersome procedures, it will take a year to start the "Skynet Project" as Lin Xinyi envisioned.

"One year..."

Lin Xinyi shook his head helplessly:

Regardless of whether the monitoring can be in place a year later, anyway, the current case is not expected to play a role in monitoring.

And judging from the pitifully few clues at the scene, it was basically impossible for them to find the murderer from the vast crowd.

The only clue left to keep an eye on is...

A short sword, a special shaped short sword made of paper.

"Mr. Lin, why did the murderer keep this short sword?"

Mao Lilan was very puzzled by this.

"It's not good to say, but it's never a good signal."

Lin Xinyi's gaze became very serious:

According to the various crime cases he has come into contact with and studied, the murderer deliberately left such special objects with no practical significance at the scene, mostly to create his own "criminal characteristics".

This is the "brand" that the murderer designed for himself.

And this kind of murderer who makes a "brand" often doesn't just do one case.

"Hope nothing happens again..."

Looking at the somewhat familiar paper dagger in front of him, Lin Xinyi couldn't help feeling a little worried.

.....................

The next day, just as Lin Xinyi feared... an unfortunate thing happened.

In the morning, Mao Lilan's mother, Fei Mili, received chocolate mixed with pesticides, and after eating it, she was poisoned and sent to the hospital.

Although the person was rescued without any risk, such an attack is still frightening.

Similar to the situation when the Mumu police station was attacked yesterday, the murderer put a paper flower on the poisoned chocolate gift box sent to Fei Mili.

In the afternoon, Dr. Ali's house...

"The daggers were left behind when they attacked the Mumu police station, and paper flowers were left behind when they attacked Xiaolan's mother."

"What do these two things mean?"

While waiting for Dr. Ali to help him debug his newly developed solar skateboard, Conan devoted himself to analyzing the case.

Although Lin Xinyi and Xiaolan don't take him to play when they go out to handle the case, but out of detective instinct, he will still pay attention to the case through Xiaolan in private, and quietly help Xiaolan do some analysis and reasoning:

"In short, what is certain now is that the murderer must have something to do with Uncle Maori."

"After all, the two victims, the Megure police department and Xiaolan's mother, have only one thing in common: 'both know Kogoro Mori'."

"So... could these two attacks be the murderer's revenge on Uncle Maori?"

"When he was a criminal police officer ten years ago, he caught many prisoners, and some of them should have been released after serving their sentences."

"This conjecture is indeed very possible."

Conan was very involved in the analysis.

But a cold voice quietly rang in his ears, interrupting his soliloquy:

"Kudou, are you here?"

Haibara who spoke.

For some reason, Haibara Ai's desire to research the antidote is now more urgent than Conan's.

So she would go to the laboratory of Dr. Ali's house to conduct intensive research and experiments almost every day, hoping to develop the antidote of APTX4869 as soon as possible.

At this moment, Hui Yuan Ai had just taken a break from the heavy research.

She walked out of the laboratory and was about to make a cup of coffee for herself when she saw Conan who had just arrived at Dr. Ali's house.

If it was in the past, when she saw Conan, who is currently only a "guinea pig" in her mind, Haihara Ai would say hello indifferently, and then return to the laboratory with the coffee she made. go.

But not now.

Seeing that Conan was also at Dr. Ali's house, Haibara Ai immediately took the initiative to talk to him:

"How is Lin now?"

"Is that woman still with him?"

Since Belmode came back, Lin Xinyi completely severed contact with Hui Yuanai.

In the past three days, she could only learn a little bit about her boyfriend's situation by communicating with Conan and Mao Lilan in private.

"Er..." Conan stroked his chin:

"Xiaolan doesn't dare to take me out in public now, and I don't have much chance to see him these two days."

"However, I heard from Xiao Lan that whenever Lin Xin goes, Belmode will follow him."

"She has been participating in Lin Xinyi's work in the forensic department as a 'girlfriend' for the past few days. It seems that she is planning to live in Lin Xin's family for a long time and will not leave for the time being."

Haibara Ai:"……"

The cold wind was blowing on her little face, and the hot coffee in her hand was about to freeze.

"A lot of old girlfriends pretending to be students... shameless."

Hui Yuanai subconsciously made an extremely vicious evaluation in his heart.

But at this moment, she still has more worries in her heart:

Why didn't Belmode leave?

And just simply stay by Lin Xinyi's side without doing anything else?

It's simply worrying about Lin Xinyi's mental state...

Or, did this woman find something wrong with Lin Xinyi, so she stayed by his side to observe secretly?

Hui Yuan's thoughts were a little heavy.

And just then...

A sound of glass breaking suddenly came from the direction of the entrance.

Someone threw a stone from outside the courtyard wall and smashed the glass on the door of Dr. A Li's house.

"Who?!"

Dr. A Li couldn't help but put down the work at hand, and rushed to the entrance following the sound.

He pushed open the smashed door and wanted to poke his head out to see who was playing pranks at his door.

And when the door opens...

But he saw a mysterious man wearing a motorcycle helmet and riding a motorcycle on the road outside the courtyard...

Holding a small crossbow pointed directly at his chest.

"This!" Dr. Ali suddenly felt bad.

He hurriedly turned around, wanting to shrink back into the house and close the door.

But the mysterious man had already pulled the trigger and fired the crossbow.

"Ah!" There was a scream.

The crossbow pierced deeply into Dr. Ali's buttocks, causing him to lie on the ground in pain.

"Dr. A Li!"

Conan and Haibara Ai hurried up to check the situation.

"I, I'm fine..." Dr. Ali replied out of breath.

He subconsciously wanted to turn his head to see if the murderer who attacked him was still outside.

At this time, the roar of the engine came from outside the door.

The murderer stopped lingering after shooting an arrow, and rode away resolutely on a motorcycle.

"hateful!"