Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 44 I Don't Want This Pot

The surroundings were instantly dead silent, until Xiaolan saw the corpse in the flashlight and let out a scream, time seemed to flow again.

Mori Kogoro didn't even step forward to check the situation, and ran out to call the police.The neck has been nailed through, no matter how you look at it, the man is dead.

Xiaolan also hugged Conan in horror, and rushed out of the dark exhibition hall. She ran all the way to the end of the corridor, and then she relaxed and sat down on the sofa at the stairs, covering her mouth for a long time, unable to recover.

Conan was stunned, and let Xiaolan run away in his arms—he recognized the dead man as the arrogant boss, and he turned up the thought that had flashed before him again.

Glancing at Xiaolan who was distracted, Conan secretly ran back along the way, and successfully intercepted the last Baishu who came out at the corner.

He grabbed the white tree and blurted out, "You knew this would happen?!"

"?" Bai Shu looked down at him with doubts in his eyes, "Why did you know earlier and later?"

Conan couldn't see anything unusual from his expression, he pursed his lips, and made his words clearer, "Did you already know that Boss Zhenzhong would be killed?"

"How is it possible?" Bai Shu sneered, raised his hand and patted him on the head, "Children have big brains, how can anyone do such a thing."

"...", Conan couldn't refute, but he always felt that something was wrong.

He has a B number for his own reasoning ability, and it is because of this that Bai Shu's inadvertently revealed acumen several times appears unprecedentedly terrifying.

He couldn't help but ask, "At that time in the hall, why did you look at Boss Zhenzhong with that pitiful look?"

"Pity?" Bai Shu was even more puzzled, "Did you read it wrong, one of his fingers is worth more than all my belongings, a winner in life, what is there to be sympathetic to!"

"..." That makes sense.

After recovering from the surprise at seeing the corpse, Conan gradually calmed down, and felt that this matter was indeed too mysterious.

From just a few minutes of contact before, it is indeed impossible to deduce that Boss Zhenzhong will be killed, so...

Could it be that Bai Shu's sixth sense is more accurate?

At this time, an employee of an art museum heard the sound and rushed over, wanting to go in to see the situation, but Bai Shu walked over and stopped them. Kogoro Mori knew that the scene of the crime should be protected, and of course he understood.

Conan had no chance to ask questions, but he felt that he had already got the answer, and fell into a new philosophical problem: If a person is judged to be in danger by the sixth sense, should he be warned or not?
If I remind you, I feel that it is easy to be regarded as a neuropathy, and there is no evidence. Strictly speaking, it can only be regarded as an unfounded conjecture... If it was me, I might not open my mouth before finding the evidence.

Bai Shu glanced at Conan furtively. He already knew what Conan was thinking from the first sentence the child spoke.

However, Conan is a materialist who pays attention to evidence. It is probably only a flash of inspiration that came up with such an idea. After two days of leaving it alone, he convinced himself.

As for admitting that he knows who is going to die... that is absolutely impossible. After all, with Conan's personality, if he knows that a person is going to die, no matter what the person's nature is, he will never let it go.

But Bai Shu didn't want other people's fate to change too much because of himself.

There is a saying that what is gained is bound to be lost, and for him, it is precisely because he can see the future that he has lost the right to change the future.

...It sounds heavy, but Bai Shu is quite satisfied with it.He is a veteran spoiler party. He used to watch suspense dramas in this world. Others like to turn off the bullet screen for fear of being spoiled. He is the only one who keeps it on. If no one spoils the murderer, he has to search it himself.Only when you understand the cause and effect clearly can you rest assured to watch "suspense dramas" that are not suspenseful at all, and watch them with gusto.

Ten minutes later, Mori Kogoro rushed back with a wave of policemen. A group of people all went to the scene of the crime, and the surrounding was instantly empty.

Bai Shu woke up Conan who was in deep thought, "Everyone is gone, let's go and have a look."

"Well, good." Conan came back to his senses, looked at the innocent white tree in front of him, and couldn't help muttering, "However, Brother Zhishu is really a god of death. Where there is a murder, there is you."

"...?" Bai Shu was dumbfounded, where did you get to push the blame on me?
……

The people in the art gallery quickly gathered, looking in horror at Boss Zhenzhong who was nailed to the wall.

Everyone said they had never seen the murderer, but one of the employees brought good news: there are cameras installed in the Hell Exhibition Hall, which can just take pictures of the situation around the corpse.

In keeping with the theme of "Hell," the room is dimly lit.

There are quite a lot of police and art museum staff, and the scene is a bit chaotic. When several employees fumbled to find the headlight switch, Director Ochiai walked to an inconspicuous place, looked down at the leg of his trousers, Then squat down to tidy up.

Most people's attention was focused on the corpse. No one would pay special attention to an old man. Even if they did, they would not be able to see his actions clearly because the environment was too dark.

...Of course, except for the ones that are open.

The darkness did not affect Bai Shu's vision at all, he could see clearly: when the old man squatted down, he threw a pen on the ground, then he picked up another pen on the ground and put it in his pocket.

Soon, the headlights were turned on, and the surrounding area became brighter. Mu Mu sent several police officers to stay here to collect evidence, while he himself went to the guard room, trying to find the murderer through surveillance.

Mori Kogoro was delighted, "This murderer is really stupid, and he didn't even know it was caught by surveillance. This is definitely the easiest case I have encountered recently, hahahahaha."

A group of police officers waited eagerly, monitoring the replay.

In the empty hell-themed exhibition hall, Boss Zhenzhong walked in looking around, as if looking for someone.

He finally stopped at the end of the exhibition hall, where there was a table against the wall. Beside the table stood a knight in armor of equal height. It hung its head, with its hands in front of its body, holding a sharp sword without a scabbard.

Bai Shu looked up at the gloomy scene, thinking that the boss really had a big heart, and he dared to come alone in such a place that didn't look right no matter how he looked.

The soul next to him probably sensed his contempt, froze for a moment, and defended himself in a low voice, "How could I have thought that the old man would suddenly give me a few knives when he was so gentle."

During the surveillance, only Boss Zhenzhong was photographed, and no other person walked in. Kogoro Moori waited a little impatiently, "The murderer should come quickly."

"?" Conan was also staring intently at the screen. Suddenly, he felt the knight's armor behind the boss Zhenzhong shake.

He thought he had read it wrong, so he leaned over to see it more clearly, but at this moment, the armor suddenly raised his hand silently, and when the boss looked down at his watch, he slashed fiercely into his chest with a sword from behind. left shoulder.

(End of this chapter)