Kexue Magician

Chapter 39 It's up to you, Brother Fengchu
Internet homicide.

This is nothing short of hacking!

Police officer Megure, who is the head of the No. [-] Department of Forcible Criminal Search of the Metropolitan Police Department's First Division, said that this is really beyond the scope of his business and ability.

While Police Officer Mu Mu was contemplating, Mao Lilan walked into the living room from the yard.

The silent people couldn't help looking at Mao Lilan.

The eyes of everyone made Mao Lilan feel a little uneasy: "Officer, did I disturb you?"

Officer Mu Mu shook his head and said, "No."

Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief, and then found that Conan was actually next to Mori Kogoro, and couldn't help saying: "Conan, did you follow Dad to the bedroom just now?"

Conan scratched his head, pretending to be stupid, and said, "Hee hee, sister Xiaolan, I'm just curious."

Mori Kogoro raised his eyebrows, and was about to grab Conan and throw him out.

Officer Mu Mu suddenly said: "Brother Fengchu, brother Maoli, come out with me."

Feng Chu's expression remained unchanged and he said: "Okay."

So Fengchu and the suspicious Mori Kogoro followed Police Officer Megure out of the living room and closed the transparent glass door.

At the side of the yard, Police Officer Mu Mu sighed: "Brother Fengchu, brother Maoli, this incident depends on you."

When Kogoro Mouri heard the words, he was about to smack his chest to guarantee the ticket, but when the words came to his lips, he came to his senses - I don't have a computer at home, and I don't know how to use a computer. How can I find out who is remotely hacking into the computer?

Officer Megure, you are embarrassing me, Mori Kogoro.

Immediately, Mori Kogoro turned from hyperactive to shrunken, looking ahead, not daring to look at Police Officer Megure.

As a police officer, Officer Megure knew at a glance that Mori Kogoro was going to die again this time.

So he looked at Feng Chu expectantly. After all, he was the one who identified the death of President Okiyou this time, and he was also the one who found out the direction of investigation.

Feng Chu blinked, and asked in confusion: "Officer Mumu, doesn't the Metropolitan Police Department have a cybercrime countermeasures department?"

Police officer Mu Mu couldn't help looking away, and then said awkwardly:
"Brother Fengchu, according to statistics in 1995, there are 16 personal computers per 2 households in Japan, and the number of people in a household ranges from 8 to [-]."

"Because the current computer penetration rate is not high, and there are very few high-tech crime cases, the cabinet is still debating the Metropolitan Police Department's proposal to establish a cybercrime countermeasures department based on the United States."

"This time, the death of the president of a famous software company due to cyber crime is a major event that has caused a national sensation. I think those big figures will consider it carefully after they know about it."

Police officer Mu Mu said this, and said solemnly: "The key now is to find the murderer and submit a detailed report, otherwise it's just speculation."

After clarifying the seriousness of the matter, Police Officer Mu Mu's eyes stopped on Feng Chu.

It turned out that in 1996, the Japanese Cybercrime Countermeasures Division had not yet been established.

No wonder Police Officer Megure asked us to come out.

Feng Chu frowned, and said slowly: "Actually, I probably know who the murderer is, but I still need to be sure."

Officer Mu Mu said happily: "Really? Brother Feng Chu!"

Feng Chu said with a faint smile: "Officer Mu Mu, do I look like a liar? However, we still have to rely on you, the police, to collect evidence."

Officer Mu Mu nodded heavily, and said firmly, "Don't worry, brother Fengchu, our police will fully cooperate!"

So, Feng Chu took Police Officer Megure and Mori Kogoro back into the living room.

Feng Chu looked at the secretary Miura expressionlessly and asked: "Mr. Miura, before you entered the gate, you said that this house uses the company's software technology. I want to ask, who designed this software? "

Secretary Miura thought for a while and replied: "The software was designed by Mr. Ren at that time. He was originally an excellent programmer of our giant wood company."

This man is suspicious!
Officer Megure and Mori Kogoro immediately stared at the driver Shiren.

At that time, Ren's expression remained unchanged, as if the glory in the past had nothing to do with him, and now he is just a driver.

Feng Chu continued to ask: "Since Mr. Ren was an excellent programmer at that time, why is he becoming the president's driver now? Isn't this a waste of talent?"

Secretary Miura recalled: "Mr. Ren left Jumu Enterprise two years ago, and he and his friends set up a software company."

"But what I didn't expect was that after only one year, Mr. Ren's software company went bankrupt due to poor management."

"Besides, half a year ago, Mr. Ren suddenly knelt down in front of our president and begged him to hire him again. Even if he was a driver, it didn't matter. The president agreed because of nostalgia."

The driver's breathing became short of breath at that time, and his face was no longer calm, but he still restrained himself and didn't speak.

As an outstanding talent, he actually kowtowed and knelt down just to be a driver?
No matter how you look at it, it is very unreasonable!

The more police officer Mu Mu watched, the more he felt that Shi Ren was suspicious, but he did not forget that reasoning is not his specialty, and Feng Chu is a detective!

Feng Chu looked at the driver Shi Ren and asked, "Mr. Shi Ren, have you ever raised a cat?"

The driver Shi Ren shook his head and said, "I have never raised a cat."

Feng Chu was silent for a while, and then said: "Mr. Miura, is the Persian cat Aslan always at the president's house?"

Secretary Miura said without hesitation: "Of course, Aslan is the house cat raised by the young lady."

Feng Chu turned his head to look at Shi Ren, the driver, and asked, "Mr. Shi Ren, did you bring Aslan home last night?"

The driver was silent for a long time before replying: "No."

No?

If not, do you need to think about it for so long?

Mori Kogoro and Police Officer Megure stared at the driver Shiren with piercing eyes.

Mao Lilan's big eyes also looked at Shi Ren, as if it was hard to believe that he who was so gentle to Aslan would kill someone.

Feng Chu said lightly: "Mr. Ren, you must be the one who killed the president."

The driver then clenched his fists, took a few deep breaths and said, "What evidence do you have for saying that?"

"Aslan is a Persian cat with a normal body temperature of 37.7°C to 39.2°C, and it is easy to shed hair and get stained with paper sand on the cat's litter box."

"At that time, Mr. Ren didn't own a cat. If the police found Aslan's cat hair and cat paper litter from the president's house in your home, it would prove that you brought Aslan home last night."

"Then why did you bring Aslan home? Because you knew what would happen at the president's house last night, and you knew that Aslan's body temperature would collapse under the high temperature, and he would die directly."

"Normal people are easy to wake up from heat or cold, but President Oki Yuki, who is drunk and unable to walk, cannot wake up for a short time because alcohol has paralyzed his nerves."

"Knowing that the president has a heart attack, and knowing that the president, who has never drank alcohol, became unconscious last night, the only person who grasped these two critical opportunities and had the ability to remotely hack into the computer of the president's home to control the temperature of the air conditioner was the one who You, the developer of the software, sir."

Feng Chu finished his reasoning slowly.

Police officer Megure, who fully understood and approved the reasoning, immediately said: "Mr. Ren, you are now under serious suspicion, please cooperate with the police investigation!"

The driver's face was ashen at the time, just as Feng Chu reasoned, all the clues pointed to him.

Moreover, in addition to Aslan's cat hair and cat paper sand, there are undestroyed disks in his home, which contain the program to kill the president.

"That's right, I killed the president."

The driver then slowly let go of his fist, gave up struggling and retorting, and said in a hoarse voice.

(End of this chapter)