Famous Detective Conan: Eating and Waiting To Die

"Bang!" A gunshot accompanied by the sound of broken glass cut through the quiet night. The three people upstairs hurriedly stuck their heads out of the window and asked on the walkie-talkie what happened!

Seeing this, Heiji and Conan hurriedly ran into the building, while at the other end, Rekadis returned to the room, deflated the football, hid the gas needle in the place designated by Hitomi Mori, and returned to the room just now. . .

After getting the football and the gas needle, Hitomi Maori rolled out of a window in the back room of the building and disappeared into the vast darkness. . . .

"Pfft~" He threw the sealed bag wrapped with bricks, football, mobile phone and shredded SIM card into a river, and then Maori Hitomi went straight back to Tokyo, Maori Hitomi on the plane looked at her watch, "Time I'm still in a hurry, 300W dollars... a bullet without gunpowder, a bottle of morphine stimulant... It's really easy to make money..."

On the way to the cinema, Haiyuan looked at Hitomi Mouri who was smiling, "Why are you so happy?"

"Ah... uh..." Mao Litong scratched his head, "Can you be unhappy with the $300W in vain?" But he said, "That's because you can accept my invitation to accompany me to see it. Movies."

"Hmph~" Haiyuan snorted lightly and narrowed his eyes, "Don't be so happy, my research has just ended today, someone gave me free movie tickets, and I decided to go based on the principle of waste utilization..." It's just that the red smiling face under Little Red Riding Hood betrayed Hai Yuan's heart. . . . .

K3 Building

Due to the shooting, the police have blocked the entire building. Otaki, who was squatting in front of Ed's body, was examining the body of the deceased. After a while, Otaki stood up, "The deceased was hit by a revolver in the chest, almost Immediate death, the murder weapon should be this Smith's revolver. Although the deceased was hit in the heart, he struggled a little after being hit. Heiji, when did you hear the gunshots?"

"It was probably around 8:5 in the evening, when Ye and I both heard gunshots outside the hotel and saw that the glass in this room was shattered, we can't be wrong!"

"Outside? Are you going home?" Otaki asked in surprise.

"No," Heiji waved his hand, and told Otaki that the three asked Xiaolan and the others to help write a letter K using the lights of the building.

"Is that so?" Otaki nodded, "then the three of them turned on the light? Or did someone else turn it on for them?"

"They opened it themselves, because they said it would make more sense."

"Well... that means all three of them have the opportunity to commit crimes."

"I think so," Kogoro Mori said after hearing Otaki's conclusion, "these three have motives, because they all had **** with that journalist."

"How is this possible," He Ye pointed to the room where he was. "This room is the central room of the second segment. At that time, the three people were in other rooms."

"Oh? Which room were the three of them in then?"

Xiaolan thought for a moment and said, "I remember that Mr. Mike was right above this house, he opened half the curtains at that time, and Mr. Caruto was in the second room on the left side of the top floor, turning off the extra light, And Mr. Ray turned on the light in the bottom right corner, and when the K was completed, we heard gunshots and the sound of window glass shattering."

"So, have you seen the three of them?"

"I didn't see this, but Uncle Otaki, about 5 seconds after the last light came on, I remembered the gunshots, and about 3 seconds after that, the three of them stuck their heads out of the window and asked what happened? So the three of them should have no chance to commit crimes in such a short period of time."

"This..." Hearing Kazuo's words, Otaki squeezed his chin, "Then who should be the culprit?"

Conan walked up to the corpse, clutching the belt in his left hand, and curling the little and ring fingers of his right hand, "Could this be the death message left by the prisoner?"

"Report!" A prosecutor walked in, "Officer Otaki, a very strange thing happened."

"Oh?" Otaki, who was studying the death information left by the prisoner, stood up, "What's the matter?"

"Just now you asked me to check if the gun was the one that shot the dead. Now the result is firm, but it's very strange."

Otaki waved his hand and motioned for him to continue, "That's right, after identification, this gun is indeed the gun that fired the bullet just now, but the strange thing is that this gun doesn't have any gunpowder reaction..."

"What? No reaction from gunpowder smoke?" Everyone looked at the inspector in surprise, "It couldn't have been a mistake, Kogoro Mouri took the note and looked at it."

"No, after identification, the gunpowder residue found in the remaining shell of the bullet does not belong to any of the existing popular gunpowder. According to my guess, it is a bit like...like ATP..."

"ATP?" Heiji said with a look of surprise, "Isn't that adenosine triphosphate? How could that thing appear in the shell of the bullet."

"Because..." Conan came over slowly, "This is not an ordinary bullet, but a special kind of bullet without gunpowder, a kind of bullet without gunpowder made with the characteristics of ATP, the main purpose is to assassinate or let people use it. The person could not be detected with gunpowder reaction.”

Otaki nodded, "Yes, I also know that there is such a bullet, but this kind of bullet is expensive, and secondly, it is very secretive, and ordinary people are determined that it is impossible to have such a bullet, no Thinking of little brother, you also know this kind of bullet."

"Oh. Hehehe.." Conan scratched his head as he looked at everyone's surprised eyes, "Damn little Hitomi, you hurt me..." It turned out that Conan once saw a bullet in Hitomi Mao's special magazine. Curious, he asked about the function of each kind of bullet, which is when he learned that there is such a smokeless bullet, "I am... I am... I saw it in a detective novel... …”

"Why can't ordinary people get this kind of bullet, Uncle Otaki, can't you buy it if you have money?" He Ye asked with a look on his face.

"Haha..." Otaki smiled, "It's not that money can't buy it, it's that ordinary people can't find this kind of bullet seller, because they... are specially used by killers and assassins. It is absolutely impossible for this kind of people to contact ordinary people for fear of their identity being exposed..."

"In that case, the gunpowder reaction can't be found even if it is checked, and it seems that this case should be done by a professional killer." Otaki expressed his conclusion.

"Professional killer!" A cold air burst from the people present when they heard these words. Seeing everyone's reaction, Conan pouted, "A bunch of kids who watch too many movies. A guy like Hitomi is a professional killer, I don't see how scary he is. Also, this thing is definitely not done by a professional killer, because the gesture of that guy before he died is to leave a message, if the other party is A strange professional killer, then even if he wants to leave a message, he will not know what message to leave."

"Hey, Kudo, is there any progress?" Heiji asked in a low voice, crouching beside Conan.

"Well.. First of all, the murderer deliberately used smokeless bullets. Although this kind of bullet is difficult to come by, if you have the heart, it is not very difficult to get one. Second, if the murderer is a professional killer, first, He won't give that Ed a chance to leave a secret code, and at the same time, even if Ed wants to leave something, he doesn't know what to leave, so the murderer must be the person in this building."

"That's right, it's pretty much what I thought, but I think those three people are the most suspects. Especially Mike from Ed's upstairs, and Rekadis in the bottom right corner..."

"How could it be!" Conan was a little excited, "The murderer can't be one of the three of them. The dead guy lost the lawsuit and has proved their innocence, so the three people should not kill the reporter. motives..."

"Hey... Kudo, you're a little different. In the past, you always had to scrutinize such suspicious alibi!" Heiji looked at Conan suspiciously.

"How could it be? Think about it, the one closest to the room was Rekadis. He ran to the second floor from turning on the light, knocking on the door, killing people, and then running back, not to mention 3 seconds, 10 seconds is not necessarily enough, Not to mention that his body is still injured. Also, even if he can run to that room, you can see that the door was knocked open, not forced to break in. Counting knocking on the door, The time for the person inside to open the door, giving him another 5 seconds is not enough."

"No... I still think that Ray and Mike are suspicious. I'm going to check their room..."

"I really can't help you. Conan shrugged, let's go, I'll prove to you that they are definitely not murderers."

So Conan took Heiji to Mike's room first. Heiji turned on the light and checked the switch carefully. "There is no sign that it has been disassembled, so this switch must be used to turn on the light."

Conan, who was leaning against the door, said, "I know you must check the curtains for traces of wire pulling, unfortunately I have already checked, so the person who opened the curtains is indeed Mike, and we also see to his figure."

"Well." Heiji squeezed his chin, "Then let's check Lei's room again..."

"Pa~" Heiji casually opened the door of Lei's living room, "Huh? Why is there a mop in the living room? Don't you think it's strange?"

Conan smiled, "It's just an ordinary mop..." But the next moment they both put their eyes on the switch at the door, "Hey... Kudo, if Lei uses his ability, it seems like using this mop. I can do it..."

With that said, Heiji walked over to the switch and looked carefully, "Sure enough... Kudo, there is a very small scratch on this switch. Although it cannot be used as evidence, it is enough to prove that our inference is correct. . . "

"I know.. But have you found those two things? The gas needle is okay to say.. So small, you can hide it wherever you want, but what about the football? Even after the gas was released, the police were interrogating them just now. It's impossible not to find out."

"No... Maybe he's hiding somewhere?" Heiji smashed his palm with his fist, "I'll tell Officer Otaki to search and wipe it, I guess the football must still be somewhere in this building... "..." He said, and he ran out. . . . . .

"How is it? Did you find it?" Conan asked, leaning against the door frame.

"No...Impossible...I'm sure the killer is definitely that Lei.. How did that football disappear out of thin air? He must have used some method to put that football and gas needle into a place that we absolutely can't find. I went to the place where I went... Damn..." Hattori said, hammering the wall unwillingly. .

Conan adjusted his glasses, "No matter how reluctant we are to believe it, even if all the impossibility is ruled out, all the clues point to Lei, but without evidence, all the reasoning is just empty talk. The judge will not read it. You," Conan paused after saying this, "do you feel dissatisfied, and feel that your sense of justice has been severely insulted? In the battle with the prisoner, it is not always the righteous side who will meet. Victorious... this is not a movie..."

"Hu~~~" Heiji sighed, "Although I'm not convinced, but like you said, this time we lost, the motto I once believed in, "No matter how well-planned the criminals are, the last laugh will not Is a criminal" It seems that there is really nothing in the world that is absolute. . . .

"But Kudo, I remember you once said that murder is absolutely unacceptable behavior. Are you not angry at all if you let that Lei go unpunished? Or is it because he is your idol?" Speaking of Conan, Heiji shook his head, "I don't know who has such a great ability to change you..."

Conan shook his head, "Maybe it's fate..."

In the end, due to insufficient evidence, the case was classified as a headless case, and everyone in the building was released by the police. . .

Inexplicably, Conan breathed a sigh of relief, "Maybe Xiaotong is right, the bystanders are clear, the authorities are obsessed, when it comes to the people around me, the people I admire the most, I will also be upset..."

On the way back, looking at Heiji's dejected look, Conan slapped him~www.readwn.com~ You lost to the prisoner for the first time, right? . . "

"Yes," Heiji nodded. .

Conan sighed, "I think this is the third time. There are many people in the world who are smarter than you and me. You don't need to be discouraged by a failure."

"The third time? Isn't it right, Kudo, you have been tricked sometimes?"

"Yeah," Conan, with a displeased expression, slowly told Heiji about the art museum and the piano incident. .

"That old man is really a dangerous trick. His trap is that the smarter people will be fooled, but what if he didn't meet you?"

"Come on, then he will say those doubts himself. Now that Kuotian is still squatting for the old man."

"That's it, and the one that came true, actually disappeared from the world... I feel much more comfortable hearing you say that."

"Forget it," Conan glanced at Heiji, "You are typically looking for psychological comfort in me. I tell you this is because I don't want you to be depressed because of a single failure..."

"By the way, Kudo, are you still going to the Ray's game tomorrow?"

"Of course he's going, he's legally innocent, right..."

Long live arena

Looking at Lei, who was still heroic, Conan was thinking about a question in his heart, "What if Heiji found that football player yesterday? Maybe he didn't know what to do. Before Hitomi, I would definitely arrest him...but..." Thinking of this, Conan shook his head, "Unconsciously, Xiaotong has had such a big impact on him... Yes, he sees human nature. Better than anyone else..."

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