Conan: I Am Kujo Shinpei

I saw that Aoki was walking towards the forest step by step with a person on his back, and the person behind him seemed to be...Hamano!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, when did Aoki disappear and when did he appear here?

Conan was even more frantic. He felt that he was about to go crazy at this time. He clearly saw the dead body of Mr. Hamano lying in the snow.

Conan's eyes turned to the snow, and he saw the dead body wearing Mr. Hamano's clothes lying in the snow...

　(Zhao Nuohao) Are you okay?

Conan couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

"How is it possible! I've already strangled him to death!" Ms. Tanaka suddenly screamed, and then looked at the person behind Aoki who was coming, and couldn't help but retreat quickly.

Kaito walked among the crowd at this time, and everyone looked more clearly at Mr. Hamano, who seemed to be in a coma, with Kaito behind him.

Shinpei looked at everyone mysteriously: "All you need to know is that after Miss Tanaka's murder, Hamano did not die completely."

"And I just use a special method to transfer Hamano in the snow."

"As for the others, I will tell the police here."

At this time, Aoki pointed at Shinpei and said to everyone: "By the way, this Mr. Kujo Shinpei is a police consultant of the Kyoto General Administration."

Xiaolan looked at Zhenping in surprise and shock: "Fortunately, you are here, Zhenping."

She breathed a sigh of relief, at least there were no dead people playing in this villa.

However, if Mr. Hamano is not dead, then who is the "corpse" lying in the snow?

Everyone and Xiaolan got together their thoughts, and looked at the location of the word "corpse" in the snow at the same time...

Chapter 470 A Kind of Test 【9/9】

At this time, Conan felt that he was crazy, and he was driven crazy by playing badly!

He stood in a mess in the snow, and several people in the chat room had already returned to the villa. Because of their status as Zhenping's consultant, they had no right and did not dare to ask more questions.

Xiaolan also carried the garden back to the villa.

Aoki followed Hamano behind his back.

At this time Conan is crazy and unreal.

Because he just felt Mr. Hamano's pulse, he can be sure that Mr. Hamano is alive.

What's more, before those people left, Shinpei said that "the one lying in the snow is a doll".

Conan couldn't understand it at all. When he found the corpse in the backyard and ran to the corpse with Shinhira Aoki, he could clearly feel that it was indeed a living person.

Indeed... Mr. Hamano himself!

But why did he suddenly become a puppet?

This simply became the second huge and difficult puzzle he encountered since he became a detective.

The first... is the existence of black organizations.

But when Conan looked at the puppet he dragged out of the snow just now, he couldn't believe it.

The puppet is indeed very realistic, but Conan felt that if he stood in front of him and felt his pulse like before, he should be able to find it immediately.

Moreover, this doll looks lifelike, but there is still a gap between Mr. Hamano and Mr. Hamano when viewed from a close distance, and the material is probably also a composite rubber material.

Thinking about it, Conan's small face couldn't help becoming wrinkled, like 797 is an unwashed bitter gourd,

"True Ping, when did the puppet and the real corpse be replaced?"

"When did you discover Miss Tanaka's plan, and when did you secretly stop her plan?"

"If the one lying on the ground is a puppet, then the real Hamano was hidden by you...why did you hide it?"

"Also, what is the relationship between you and that Aoki Sawaki? Is he really just a netizen you met on the Internet?"

"and also......"

Conan asked several questions in a row, and he felt as if he had been driven crazy.

Shinpei unhurriedly took out a candy from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, then looked at Conan: "Kudou, don't worry, let's ask one by one."

"You ask so many questions at once, I don't know which one to answer."

Conan rolled his eyes directly, and then looked at Shinpei angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, how much did you and that Aoki do without telling me tonight?"

Why does it have a sour taste?

Shinpei glanced at Conan, subconsciously distanced himself from him, and then said: "The most important point is the exchange time between Mr. Hamano's body and the doll."

"In fact, when we all found Hamano lying in the backyard and ran over to check, the one lying in the snow at that time was Hamano himself."

"It's just that at that time I moved my hands and feet so that you couldn't feel Hamano's breathing and pulse."

"I didn't know Miss Tanaka's whole plan at first, it's just that Aoki had many doubts about deceiving the boy's identity when he was in the chat room before."

"Before we came to the villa, we probably knew that someone in the chat room was pretending to be Harui Fuden to chat with everyone and come to the party."

"Until the end of Hamano's magic, I just knew that Ms. Tanaka was the stump of Hamano's magic and disrupted the planned magic during the magic show in order to leave Hamano alone."

"Afterwards, Aoki and I quietly followed Ms. Tanaka and Hamano respectively, and discovered Ms. Tanaka's plan during the tracking process."

"We plan to quietly rescue Hamano while making Miss Tanaka think that everything is going well with our plan, and then wait for the opportunity."

"And the real Hamano has been lying on the bed in his room since we replaced him."

Halfway through Shinpei's speech, Conan felt more and more doubts in his heart, and there was a faint feeling that something was wrong.

He looked at the puppet on the ground, one strange place after another appeared in his heart, and then looked at Zhenping's expression, he couldn't help shaking his head: "No, something is wrong."

Shinpei crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly with interest: "Oh, what's wrong?"

Conan raised a finger: "First, Ms. Tanaka's target is Hamano, and her method is to strangle him, so she is convinced that she killed Hamano before throwing the body with that method."

"And how did you manage not to arouse Ms. Tanaka's suspicion and make him think that Hamano is dead?"

"Secondly, since it is confirmed that it was Hamano himself during the period from the special method of dumping the body to our discovery, how did he survive in the cold snow for so long?"

"Third, the trust relationship between you and Aoki is too tacit, it feels like it's not just an ordinary netizen."

Clap clap clap!

"Yes, the question asked is very interesting."

Shinpei clapped his palms lightly and said with a gesture of appreciation.

"But I can only tell you part of the problem."

"(bfaf) The first point is that Hamano fell into a state of suspended animation after Ms. Tanaka made a move. Aoki and I rushed to rescue him in time."

"Then, I used a special method to maintain his state of suspended animation. This state can last for about half an hour, and this time is enough for you to find the body and check the results."

"As for how he persisted in the icy snow, of course, the special heat patch developed by our company can maintain part of his body's heat for a long time."

"As for the third point, you can guess."

Shinpei leaned against the tree, picked up the fine snow and sprinkled it casually.

He knows Conan's IQ very well, so there are some things that can let Conan know that as long as Shinpei wants to hide something, Conan will never know it.

And don't want Conan to know, unless Shinpei is willing, then Conan will never know.

Conan's gloomy face was full of depression: "But why are there so many things, you would rather find a netizen like Aoki than me."

"Do you really think of me as your classmate brother?"

Shinpei made a snowball and tossed it, without a guilty expression on his face: "This is a test, of course, you can also treat me as..."

At this moment, a sneer appeared on Zhenping's face: "Think I'm playing with you."

puff!

Conan suddenly felt that he was vomiting blood from the [-] critical blows in his heart, and then his face was full of depression: "How can you say this so confidently!"

Shinpei waved his hands contentedly: "Because I regard you as a classmate brother, and brothers are sometimes used to trick you."

try it out?

Internal injuries are more serious!

Conan really wanted to roll his eyes hundreds of times, but at this moment, Zhenping in his eyes became more and more mysterious.

He just realized that sometimes he really doesn't know anything.

"How can Aoki cooperate with you so much?"

"You are not just a relationship between netizens, Aoki Sawaki's identity..."

Countless thoughts appeared in Conan's mind, especially when he looked up and saw Shinpei's meaningful smile, he suddenly felt that he seemed to be close to a kind of truth.

Could it be that......

Conan's eyes became brighter: "Could it be that Aoki Zeshu is also another person's fake identity?"

Unbelievable thoughts appeared in Conan's mind that could not be suppressed.

"The identity of Aoki Sawaki?"

Conan began to organize in his mind one after another classmates or friends who had a good relationship with Shinpei.

The classmates in the class were quickly excluded.

Someone you know in the case?

There were too many of them, and they were completely unreasonable, and many of them were murderers, and they were all caught in the end.

"There are too many people, I can't match people at all!"

Conan was pulling his hair frantically, the messy straw made him look a little frustrated.

Shinpei looked at the surrounding snow and sky, and couldn't help reminding: "Why don't you go in and talk?"

"Or let me give you a hint. After all, the wind and snow outside have stopped for a while, so the police helicopter should arrive by dawn?"

"The hint is that clues have appeared many times tonight."

Conan stared at Shinpei unwillingly: "Why did you tell me?"