Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 73
Probably Shirasu's tone was too sincere, and the double-reed reasoning had never been discovered before. Conan touched his goosebumps, thinking that it was more likely to be the former, and immediately showed indescribable admiration for Shirasu's taste. expression.

But no matter what his expression was, he didn't dare to move, and tried his best to reduce his sense of existence: This cabinet is full of scars, if Bai Shu suddenly thinks and peeks into it from some small hole, he will definitely be found!
… Conan was not relieved until Shiroki straightened up and his sight was no longer at the same level as his height.

He approached the voice changer again, following Bai Shu's words to save the situation, "Ahem, well, did you all understand what I just said?"

"I understand, but it's just your guess." After being interrupted by Bai Shuyi, Mu Mu finally didn't find anything wrong, and turned his attention back to the case, and he was quite rigorous and knew to look for evidence .

"It's not a guess, but I'm sure that Suwa is the murderer!" Conan was well prepared for these questions, and talked eloquently, "In this room, there is an ironclad evidence—Suwa carved all over the room. The original purpose of the knife mark was not to blame yourself, but to hide the knife mark on the cabinet on the right side of Mu Mu Police Department!"

When Suwa heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He opened his eyes in shock, stared at the cabinet, and was speechless.

Hearing what Conan said, Mu Mu also leaned over to look carefully, and found something wrong, "The knife marks here are a bit out of touch."

"That's right, the murderer deliberately messed up the drawer." Conan glanced at the cabinet through the gap, and felt that it was a bit difficult to describe how to change it clearly, so he said with great ease, "Let my assistant come Let's go back to the original, he should have seen it."

"...", the protagonist is really getting lazy, he was clearly a diligent young man before!By whom was it broken.Bai Shu sighed, but he didn't let his "benefactor" command fail. He borrowed a glove from the policeman next to him, walked over and put the cabinet back together with a few clicks.

After putting it together, the thicker knife marks on the cabinet were connected smoothly, spelling out the big word "すわ", which is the hiragana name for "Suwa".

Police Officer Mumu's eyes widened instantly, "...what?!"

Conan in the closet also heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this scene, as expected, it was fortunate that he did not infer wrongly.

This small cabinet is gorgeously decorated, and it looks more and more exquisite when you look at it closely. In short, it feels quite expensive. After Bai Shu assembled the drawer, he couldn't help touching it. Although the touch was not obvious through the gloves, he still sighed with emotion from the bottom of his heart. , "You really can do it."

... Nonsense, you are going to die, who cares about such a broken cabinet, labor and management have plenty of money!

However, his intuition told Maruden Jiro that these words should not be said in front of this god of death, especially the last sentence.

He paused for two seconds, tentatively, "Take it away if you like it, I have a lot of good things in my house, you can pick whatever you want!"

Bai Shu's eyes flickered for a moment, then he immediately became firm again, hehe twice, unmoved.

Not to mention that this is a bribe and cannot be accepted, even if it is not...Maruden Jiro is dead, and he still takes things from other people's homes, he will definitely be taken as a thief on the spot.

When Marudenjiro saw his expression, he immediately came to his senses. He was surprised that he seemed to have licked it crookedly, and scratched its Mediterranean in embarrassment, and stopped talking.

Conan was still focusing on his analysis, "It was probably written by Mr. Maru with his last breath when Suwa was attracted by Mr. Akutsu's phone message before his death."

The lonely Maruden Jiro couldn't help interjecting again, "This Mori Kogoro has something, he deserves to be the detective I chose... But this is too amazing, so he wouldn't just hide around and peek at that time!"

Conan, who was blamed for "doing nothing" didn't notice anything, and continued, "...Later, Suwa noticed the nicks on the cabinet, scratched them in a hurry, and messed up the drawers, but there was nothing in the room. If only this cabinet was covered with scars, it would be too conspicuous, so he didn’t stop at nothing, he just chopped up the whole room in a mess, so that we can ignore this death message!”

"But he didn't need to kill people!" Police Officer Megure was still immersed in this magical turning point and didn't recover, "Mr. Suwa is ready to pay back the money, and he brought the money..."

"It's because of that knife." Conan didn't speak, but Suwa suddenly spoke. His expression was no longer so peaceful, but showed obvious anger - obviously he was preparing to call himself out.

Bai Shu sighed faintly, feeling that the criminal's psychological quality was obviously not good enough, to be reasonable, if he had to fight, the "すわ" could also be said to be engraved on it by someone else to frame him, if the secret on the cabinet was discovered Stop it, still not thick-skinned enough.

Although he probably won't be able to run away after the forensics department analyzes the results, but at least he can be caught with dignity that way: after all, he lost to technology.

Mu Mu didn't have this kind of mentality of watching the excitement. He was shocked and happened to see a knife on the shelf next to him, and couldn't help picking it up to look at it, "Could it be... this knife?"

"Hmph, what kind of broken sword is that!" Suwa proudly sneered at the sword, "My collateral is our Suwa family heirloom, the famous sword 'Kikuchiyo'! But when I came to pay back the money, That pig actually said that he bought my knife, and that it was not worth a few pennies, so it was the interest on the loan!"

At this point, Suwa was already gnashing his teeth a little bit, obviously his treasure was so belittled and sold, which made him very angry, "I lost my mind in a moment of anger, so I just picked up the knife in the living room as a decoration , slashed down from his back, like..."

He suddenly took the knife in Mu Mu's hand, pulled the knife out of its sheath with a clang, kicked his foot, and rushed towards Moori Kogoro who was sitting on the ground reasoning, "This way!"

"...Dad!", Xiaolan was the quickest to respond, but she was a little afraid of the corpse, and she had been standing at the farthest door before, and now she was too late to go to Mori Kogoro.

Suwa's expression was extremely complicated.

The moment he approached Kogoro Mori with a knife, his malice towards this detective reached its peak. No one wanted to give up a peaceful and comfortable life and go to jail. If he hadn't exposed himself...

Suwa really wanted to cut him down with a knife, but another voice in his head told him, this is wrong, this detective is different from Maruden Jiro, he has no valid reason to kill him...

(End of this chapter)