No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Before the Medieval Armor was out of camera range, the Mumu Police Department pressed pause.

The composition of the picture is exactly the same as the painting called "God Punishment" in Hell's Room!

Add a solemn beauty to this murder case.

Mouri Kogoro touched his chin, suspecting that it was a copycat crime.

But imitating paintings and committing crimes really has no clue. It's a big head.

In order to find out the real culprit in the first place, Conan rewinds the tape in front of the monitor and carefully observes every detail.

The Mumu Police Department still has two brushes, and quickly found blind spots:

"This murderer is so courageous. If he goes out in this suit, it will definitely cause a commotion."

"Which way is more." Mao Lilan thought thoughtfully: "No wonder there was a sign prohibiting entry when we went."

Hearing this, the Mumu Police Department quickly realized.

If someone specifically puts down the sign, it means that the insider of the museum committed the crime.

All of a sudden, the suspicion of the customer was ruled out, which is not a small piece of good news for the detection of the case.

Mouri Kogoro frowned, a little unsure:

"Xiao Lan, when we went there for the first time, it seemed to be around four o'clock."

"That's right, but when we left at five, the sign was gone."

According to the surveillance footage, the time of death has been determined to be around 4:25 to 4:30.

And the person who placed the sign was most likely the murderer who killed the boss of Zhenzhong.

Conan's eyes lit up, as if he wanted to understand something.

There are not many people visiting the art gallery today, and not many staff.

He glanced at the guard room, where there were a total of seven internal employees.

Choose one of seven?

As long as you find out the clues and narrow down the personnel to choose one out of three, this is what Conan is best at!

As the surveillance was reversed, he quickly discovered a detail.

After that pair of armor cut the first sword, it deliberately stayed for a few seconds.

Boss Shinaka, who was cornered, grabbed the pen and paper on the table and seemed to write something down.

Then he got so angry that he dropped the pen.

Armor quickly turned his head, lifted Boss Zhenzhong, and pierced his heart with a silver sword.

Mouri Kogoro stared at the rewinding picture, his spirits lifted.

If the case can be solved, it will greatly enhance the popularity of the Maori firm!

"I understand!"

"Brother Maori, what do you understand?"

"Before he died, Boss Zhenzhong wrote the name of the murderer who asked him to meet and left a message of death. It's really not easy to be so calm in a situation where he must die."

The Mumu police department also discovered this, and called everyone in the room to go to the hell room together.

Since the crime scene was well sealed, no one had approached the body.

According to the instructions, the forensic doctor broke the hand of the boss of Zhenzhong and took out a note.

After the Mumu police department was rolled out, I was surprised to see the name written on it, and I couldn't help but read it out:

"Wada!"

Hearing the police officer calling his name, Kuotian looked bewildered:

"Ah, why are you calling my name?"

In order to compete for performance, Maori Kogoro instantly transformed into a king of understanding:

"Maybe it was because you were afraid that your face would be photographed by the camera, so you put on your armor. It's a pity, the boss of Zhenzhong discovered your identity before he died, and wrote his name on this piece of paper, hehe, I didn't expect it. ?"

Huotian was drenched in cold sweat, but he didn't expect that he would become a murderer.

He took a step back and looked very nervous:

"It wasn't me, I didn't do it."

After locking the suspect, evidence is still needed, and the Mumu Police Department asked according to the procedure:

"Mr. Kubota, what were you doing at the time of the crime, which is 4:30?

"I... I am in the office by myself doing what the curator ordered."

The curator stood beside him and followed suit:

"Yeah, because he was clumsy before, so he arranged simple tasks."

"Is it a simple task?" The Mumu Police Department quickly found a blind spot: "So...you don't have an alibi?"

Chapter 041 The Art Museum Murder Case ([-])

Inexplicably charged with murder, everyone will feel panic.

Kuotian opened his mouth and said in a trembling voice:

"Police... Officer, I have no motive to kill Boss Zhenzhong at all. I am wronged."

If he learns Qiao Qiao and laughs wildly, he may still have a chance.

If you are lucky enough to find evidence, you may be able to clear the charges.

All the evidence is now against Kubota, and a pale and empty explanation is the worst way to deal with it.

At this moment, Mr. Iijima stood up.

Like a warrior with a sense of justice, beating his teammates:

"Even if you hide it, it's useless, Mr. Kubota. You secretly took out the artwork here and sold it. After learning about it, Boss Zhenzhong asked you for a huge amount of compensation. Isn't this the motive for the murder?"

"Ah, this..."

The suspect's faltering performance made the police department frown:

"Is it true what he said?"

Huotian was very panicked. He never expected that his colleague would fall into trouble, and he panicked to the extreme:

"This matter has nothing to do with the murder case, I didn't kill him at all!"

The Mumu Police Department does not believe the rhetoric, only the evidence:

"Okay, okay, when my subordinates find out the armor used in the crime, everything will be revealed."

The murderer killed the boss of Zhenzhong at close range, and he must have blood.

At that time, clues such as hair and DNA are extracted from the armor, and the real murderer can also be identified.

Conan glanced at Suzuki Qiaoqiao, saw that he didn't move, and took the time to find evidence.

It was like this in the first few competitions, as if he deliberately asked him to find clues first.

Wait until you make your own argument, and then come forward with a well-founded rebuttal.

If the murderer was Mr. Kubota, the whole case would be too simple.

Seeing Mr. Suzuki frowning in thought, there must be something else hidden!

Most of the evidence at the scene can be reversed, but it has not been found yet.

Conan crawled on the floor and quickly spotted the ballpoint pen behind the statue:

"Well, Mr. Inspector, here's a ballpoint pen."

The Mumu police department walked in and picked it up, not forgetting to praise:

"Good job, kid."

He looked at the ballpoint pen back and forth, and couldn't help but muttered:

"This is quite advanced, why didn't the search team see it before?"

Curator Ochiai took a closer look and explained:

"This is a custom-made ballpoint pen for the museum's 50th anniversary. As long as the staff who participated in that event have this."

The Mumu Police Department nodded, took out a small book for recording the case analysis, and painted on it with a pen.

After comparison, the color and thickness of the handwriting are the same as those on the note:

"This one should be the one used by the boss of Zhenzhong in the monitoring."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao looked at the physical evidence and shook his head slightly.

The ballpoint pen that glowed red before was quietly put into his pocket by Curator Ochiai.

Officer Mu Mu found this one that the old man deliberately left somewhere in order to confuse the public.

This alone cannot convict him, it can only prove that he is suspect.

Qiao Qiao felt a headache about the reasoning, and decided to observe the situation again.

I really don't have any clues, and then tell the clues that can be seen, and let the police make their own judgments.

However, his shaking his head was noticed by Conan.

Mr. Suzuki seems to be disapproving of the physical evidence of the ballpoint pen...

Ah, I see!

Conan touched his chin and thought, the sense of disobedience in his heart intensified.

Assuming that Mr. Kubota committed the crime, he should know that there are cameras here.Unless it is mentally retarded, why do you deliberately leave time for the deceased to write his name after slashing a sword?

If it is said that the murder is to imitate the art, this reason is too far-fetched.

In the museum hall before, Conan had seen Mr. Kubota's recklessness with his own eyes.