Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 523 The Third Party's Footprints
"……what?"

Police officer Mumu was a little dazed.

What do you mean, it has been ruled out?

"Because neither Mr. Kitaoka nor Mr. Nanhe had any motive for killing."

Lie said reasonably, "Mr. Nanhe and the deceased are good friends, and we have the other party's room card in their hands. We have confirmed this... Because the room card on the deceased is still there, it is impossible for Mr. Nan and Mr. Nan to come from the deceased. took it from me."

He didn't know when an evidence bag appeared in his hand, which contained a fresh room card.

Seeing this card, Nan Hexiong's face changed again, "This is not..."

"Ah yes~ I asked the police to search for some suspicious items in your room."

Lie said with a smile.

The efficiency of the police today is quite high.

"And I thought, the deceased was well dressed and ready to go out, so he probably planned to find Mr. Nanhe for an appointment?"

Lie looked at Nan Hexiong with friendly eyes.

The latter nodded tremblingly.

Emma, ​​he almost thought he was going to be caught as a murderer.

And Police Officer Megure also recalled it now, "If you say this, there is nothing wrong with what Mr. Hideto Kitaoka said. The reason why he couldn't contact the deceased was because the other party made an appointment with him yesterday afternoon. He died, Mr. Kitaoka Hideto who didn't know this would think that the other party let him go..."

After all, he and the others turned their gazes to Takeshi Sakata, whom Lie didn't mention at all just now.

"So, Mr. Sakata." Officer Meguro narrowed his eyes, "May I ask what you were doing from noon to afternoon yesterday?"

Takeshi Sakata looked indifferently, and glanced at Police Officer Mu, "I've been staying in my room."

His eyes were full of arrogance and disdain for others.

"Ah, you think you did a good job without leaving any evidence, right?"

Lie said what the other party was thinking in one word, and the smile on his face did not diminish.

Takeshi Sakata looked at Lie coolly, but didn't speak.

"Ah, it's so strange!"

Conan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly became a demon.

His voice attracted everyone's attention—he was lying on the floor next to the deceased, pointing to the deceased's hand, and said, "Uncle Lin, Officer Mumu, look, there are a lot of hairy hands on the uncle's hands." Oh~"

Although it's not the first time Lie heard Conan's clip sound, he still couldn't help but tremble—it's so cute, I really miss rua!

then.

Lie Congxin smacked Conan's head twice, smiling, "Ah~ Really, Officer Mumu, there seems to be some kind of fluff on the dead man's hands~"

"Oh yes, maybe the deceased subconsciously grabbed the murderer's sleeve when he was stabbed, and that's why these marks were left?"

Hearing this sentence, Takeshi Sakata's pupils shrank sharply.

Then, Police Officer Mumu's sharp eyes focused on him again, "So, as long as you compare the traces on the clothes, as long as there are scratches from the deceased, you are the murderer, right?"

Takeshi Sakata narrowed his eyes, but suddenly sneered, "Of course, Mr. Police, if you want to check me, you can do whatever you want, but I want to see what you can find on my clothes!"

His words were full of disdain.

This made Officer Mumu feel bad.

And Lie waved his hand at this time, "Oh~ Police Officer Mumu, don't worry about him~ He either changed his clothes or threw them into the waste basket."

"As long as you check all the clothes in the hotel, you can always find clothes with Mr. Sakata's skin flakes and the scratches of the deceased~ and the collection time is from morning to noon. Even if Mr. Sakata put it in yesterday, it should not be there yet. was transported away."

Police officer Mumu's eyes lit up, and he wanted the police to investigate.

"Oh, by the way, the police officer who went to investigate just now seems to have found something in Mr. Sakata's room." Lie pointed behind Officer Meguro.

A policeman stood behind with a suitcase in his hand.

"This is?" Police Officer Mumu's eyes widened.

"The deceased's luggage." Lie and Conan said in unison, "There should be something very important to Mr. Sakata inside, right?"

"..."

In the face of the inescapable evidence, Takeshi Sakata sneered, "Ah, yes, that is what he took from my house and belongs to my wife."

"Your wife?" Police Officer Mu Mu looked puzzled.

"He's a beast!"

Takeshi Sakata did not reflect on the murder at all, but instead stared angrily at the corpse on the ground, "My wife committed suicide after being raped by him... and this guy has the face to come to my house and take away her most important thing as if nothing had happened. A cherished collection!"

"Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let him go!"

Takeshi Sakata snorted three times, and stretched out his hands, asking the police to handcuff his hands.

Police officer Mu Mu, who never thought that the motive for the murder was an ethical drama, changed his expression at this moment, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and suddenly felt that the death of this person was not wronged.

Mouri Kogoro, who was paddling all the way, squatted on the ground and drew circles after police officer Megure escorted him away.

Why……

Why can't he catch the murderer every time...

"Yes, Mr. Molly."

After the incident was perfectly resolved, Lie, who was urged to go to the police station to take notes, suddenly smiled and said, "Xiaolan and the others should be waiting too, right? Why don't you go find Xiaolan and Hiroki first, Mr. Mori?"

"...Ah! By the way, Xiaolan is still waiting at the beach!" Mori Kogoro slapped his forehead, "And my wine!"

Reminded by Lieyi, Mori Kogoro hurriedly ran downstairs.

With a smile on his face, Lie watched people run downstairs, and his expression restrained a little.

Immediately, he showed a slightly dignified... smile.

Beside him, Conan's expression was a hundred times more dignified than his, truly dignified.

The two were silent for a while.

"Mr. Lin." Conan raised his head with an unnatural expression on his face, "That footprint, could it be..."

"It should be that someone flipped in and wanted to get something."

Lie took out his mobile phone and pressed a few buttons on it, "But he didn't expect that the deceased who should have gone out was killed, and his things disappeared."

After putting the phone back into his pocket, Lie took out a button-sized black gadget.

——This is the bug he removed from the landline in the room.

"But, what is the person who came in looking for?" Conan frowned, with a 'vertical pupil' appearing between his brows.

Although he had no evidence, he had every reason to suspect that the person who translated it had something to do with the organization.

He also went up to look at it when the police searched the suitcase just now, but he didn't find anything suspicious that deserved the attention of those people.

"It may also be mixed with those inconspicuous gadgets, such as U disk or something." Lie analyzed reasonably.

Conan nodded heavily, "Well, but with so many people just now, it is simply impossible to take the USB flash drive over to check in front of everyone."

(End of this chapter)