Famous Detective Conan: Eating and Waiting To Die

"This is a ballpoint pen specially ordered for the 50th anniversary of the Rice Flower Art Museum this year. As long as it is an employee here, everyone will have one." The old curator explained.

"Then... who put it here and forgot to take it." Mumu twisted out the pen. Start writing on paper. After comparing it with the one on the note, "the color and delicacy are the same, and I carefully looked at the marks on the pen. There are also marks of being dropped. It should be the one used by the victim."

Conan on the side found something wrong, "Strange, Mr. Ochiai should know that there is an anti-theft camera in this room, why would he commit a crime in this room? Also, if you wear armor to hide your true colors to kill people, do you kill people to learn that painting? ?"

Then Conan returned to the surveillance room, led the two policemen away, and looked at the video carefully.

Suddenly, Conan said in shock, "What's with that expression? Why was he so surprised when he saw the note? Why did he throw away the pen after he wrote it? Damn it. If there is a voice, you can know who the murderer is. "

"Wait a minute!" Conan suddenly recalled, "The ballpoint pen I found just now...the nib is kept inside. It's strange, how can someone who is about to be killed still be in the mood to retract the nib? Absolutely unreasonable."

"Could it be..." Conan's pupils shrank, he hurried to the scene of the crime, and snatched the note from the inspector's hand. "There are traces on the paper. Sure enough, I have seen through the trap." Conan, who was secretly happy, was caught by Kogoro Mouri, "What are you doing, damned kid."

At the same time, the police outside ran in, reported to the police officer, and found the armor in Mr. Kubota's room. "How is that possible?" Megi and Mouri Kogoro said in shock, Kubota also roared loudly, "How is this possible, I don't know at all." And Conan saw this armor again after the reasoning just now. , "That's right, the murderer is Kuotian!!"

But Conan heard the staff say that this armor is a replica, "Oh... so the curator didn't say anything at that time." So after a series of sorting, Conan grabbed the navigation map in Hitomi Mouri's hand. come over. "Haha... do you want to pretend to be in a hurry?" Hitomi Maori looked at Conan with a grin. .

Sure enough, Conan came to Kubota with a look of anxiety, just like asking the old man to draw in the comics, he asked Kubota to draw on it, but Kubota found that the pen was not easy to use. . On the other hand, Ochiai seemed to have discovered something, "That pen belongs to me...when?" Thinking back to what happened today, "Only...that time!" White-haired boy.

As a result, Hitomi Mori waved to the old curator with a smile, and then put his hand on his mouth to make a shush. Of course, no one else noticed. On the other hand, Kuotian, who was finding that the pen was not working well, said to Conan, "My pen is not working for some reason."

At this time, Mouri Kogoro suddenly thought, "If the pen used by Boss Zhenzhong can't be used..." He carefully looked at the note he grabbed from Conan's hand.

"It should be a piece of white paper." Conan, who couldn't stop nodding, was suddenly shocked, "Please... idiots have to have a limit? Do you see any strange marks on it?" Conan looked helpless. guides Kogoro Mori.

Under the guidance of Conan, Kogoro Mouri discovered, "There are traces of scribbling with a pen without ink on the characters."

"That's the trace of the original writing on it that I wanted to use a ballpoint pen that I couldn't get out," said Conan on the side.

And Curator Ochiai was already shocked beyond words, "How did he know about my plan? And that paper ball, when did he replace it? Why did he help me?" But all of this he is now Don't dare to ask, otherwise it will definitely be exposed. But that Kuotian was still looking at it stupidly, still confused.

"I see, Mouri Kogoro finally found out that this is not the word written by the boss of Zhenzhong, but is written by the murderer and has been written from the beginning." Police officer Megi on the side heard this inference. It was also very different, and he hurriedly asked, "Then why is the boss of Zhenzhong holding that note."

Maori Kogoro laughed dryly, "It's very simple, the murderer said that to everyone. Look at the note with the murderer's name on it, but it wasn't really written, when he got the piece of paper At the time of the article, Ochiai was written on it, and Ma Zhong was startled and wanted to smear that name with the pen on the table, and wanted to write the name of the real murderer, but he couldn't write it."

"Why? Because it was a ballpoint pen that the murderer had put there beforehand, which has never been able to write."

"Oh... that's why Boss Zhenzhong wants to throw away that pen." Megumi on the side said as if the sun had opened up. "And then rub the paper off with your hands, right?"

Mouri Kogoro nodded, "That is to say, using a tape with no sound and a pen that can't write, to induce us to reason that is different from the real one, this is the purpose of the murderer. Hahahahaha... I really Genius~~~"

Whether it's Conan Xiaolan or Hitomi Mouri, the vertical lines on their faces don't turn away. . "I don't know him...I don't know him..."

"But... the found pen can still write," Maki said after drawing a few strokes on the paper with the found pen.

"Ah?" Kogoro Mouri, who was in the middle of his life, choked directly after hearing this, and coughed dryly for a long time. . .

Conan walked up to Maki and said, "When the ballpoint pen was discovered, do you remember Officer Maki? You wrote it on the paper after you twisted it out."

Megi thought about it carefully, "Yes, I wrote it after I screwed it out. That's what I said."

In the end, before Maki could speak, Mouri Kogoro, who had come over, pinched his chin and said with a thoughtful expression, "It's strange, how could someone who is about to be killed still have the mind to put away the pen."

"In that case..." said the pen in his raised hand. "Then this pen was replaced by the murderer later. At that time, I was careless and put it down without getting the tip out."

"So, the person who owns a ballpoint pen that can't write is the murderer. That's you, Your Excellency Kubota." Kogoro Mouri pointed at Kubota and said.

"No... it's not me..." Kubota waved his hands in a panic and said. "Then..." Mouri Kogoro walked to Kubota, "Do you have an alibi? I... The curator asked me to organize the company, and I was the only one at the time."

"Then...you just don't have an alibi."

"Wait, I have no reason to kill Mr. Shinaka..." Kubota defended.

"You have it!" The passerby A jumped out again, "You owe a lot of money, selling art, and the boss of Zhenzhong keeps urging you to repay the debt..."

"Then, with the motive for the murder and the evidence, Mr. Kubota, how long do you want to argue." Mu Mu said.

Kubota knelt on the ground. . "It's not me... it's not me... it's really not me... ah..."

"Officer, take him down." As for Kubota's reaction, Maki understood that he had just collapsed.

In the end, the police took Kubota to close the team, and Kogoro Mouri said, "Then we're leaving too."

"Goodbye grandpa, I'm glad to be here with you to appreciate these works of art, this is a gift from me!" After speaking, Hitomi Mouri and Curator Ochiai shook hands and followed Xiaolan and the others.

Ochiai looked at the paper ball in his hand. . . . After holding it tightly, I went to the bathroom to tear it apart and flushed it down the toilet. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Really, I originally had the idea of ​​looking at artworks, but encountered a murder case, which is really disappointing," Xiao Lan muttered while looking at the scenery outside the car.

"Haha." Mao Litong thought to himself, "When you are with Conan, you have to be prepared to die wherever you go." And all the way, that Conan didn't speak.

His intuition told him that there were still some unsolved mysteries, "such as the paintings in the room that killed Shinjo were removed, that armor is also a replica... wait... that Kubota will definitely be fine. A person who cherishes works of art...so...the murderer is definitely not him.." But thinking of this, it's too late, and all the clues have been destroyed by the real murderer.

"Damn.. He was misled by him. How did he not alert Kubota to exchange for Kubota's pen?" He let out a helpless sigh. . "I put myself in the center, and then everyone began to doubt him. When the pen was so special, all the blame turned to Kubota. The scary guy..."

Looking at Conan's defeated rooster, UU read www.uukanshu. com Xiaolan asked, "Conan, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No... No, Sister Xiaolan, I'm just hungry..."

"Conan said that, I'm a little hungry too, Kogoro Mouri said..."

After returning home in the evening, Mao Litong went back to his house, "For the sake of your own life, you must get a gun!"

So Hitomi Mouri continued the search mission, "This... this... um... that's it. Ichiro Sakata, the boss of the underworld. If he kills him, the police will only think it's black and black, never. You can manage this."

And the reason why this quest is a reward quest is because this Sakata Ichiro is a Tangguchi boss under the Yamaguchi group, so ordinary killer organizations dare not take this quest, but Mao Litong is not afraid, "Okay, it's him!" After getting his information, according to his own habits, Mao Litong decided to start collecting intelligence and stepping on the spot tomorrow.

"For things like going to school, of course, I'm skipping class. Since I don't have a gun in my hand, I can only assassinate that guy at close range, or use a throwing knife. Yes, at close range, a child is very conspicuous, so If you use a throwing knife in the dark and run away. But the impact of the throwing knife may not kill you, so what about adding poison? Now the poison you can use in your hands is nicotine."

In the end, Hitomi Maori decided to use a throwing knife and neck injection of nicotine to kill the guy. The nicotine only needs to be soaked in water with a cigarette and then evaporated and concentrated. Then, the three-edged army thorn dart is punched, and then pierced into the human body. Inject venom. . . . . .

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