While the car was still running, Xiaolan felt tired and fell into a deep sleep.

…

A banquet was held today at Seba Mansion. After a gunshot was fired, the Metropolitan Police Department quickly dispatched to seal off the place.

The deceased male, forty years old, died in a closed room with no other entrance except a window, which is the so-called secret room murder case.

It was already dark, and the place was being searched. The guests who had been forced to leave were also a little agitated. Some of them began to contact their families, maintain relationships, and lodge protests.

As expected, the topic of the Metropolitan Police Department's inaction will appear in tomorrow's newspapers again, and a certain famous detective will once again steal the spotlight.

"According to my speculation, the prisoner is..."

Mouri Kogoro looked at the dignified-looking lady in front of him, the wife of Seha Tatsutoku, the owner of the Seha Mansion, and slowly stretched out his hand to point.

"No, the reasoning is wrong, the real murderer is someone else!"

Putting away the flip phone, Xinxiao ran to the crime scene and stood next to the globe.

Another thing is bothering me...

It was very clear. Shinichi heard clearly just now. The voice on the other end of the phone from Mao Lilan had a different tone than before. He was not angry because he left, nor did he roar loudly or anything like that.

To be honest, I feel a little uncomfortable.

In addition, on the other side of the phone, there is always the sound of clothes rubbing against each other when talking, just like the friction of clothes caused by being hugged and intimately holding someone while talking on the phone.

'It's impossible, Xiaolan won't be intimate with anyone except me.'

How could anyone like such a violent woman?

However, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other when I was on the phone was so clear, and it seemed that the friction was very close to the phone.

“Brother Kudo…Brother Kudo…Brother Kudo!”

The high school detective came out and shouted that the culprit was not her, interrupting Kogoro Mori's reasoning. In addition, Kudo Shinichi's traffic was extremely large, and all the cameras turned to Heisei Holmes.

His existence is like a flash of light. His innate sense of justice, handsome face, strong and cool temperament, and sonorous and powerful voice break everyone's doubts.

However, when everyone looked at the high school detective, they found that he was in a daze.

Everyone waited for a long time, but nothing happened.

Finally, with a look of confusion on his face, the police officer stepped forward and called Kudo Shinichi in a tone as if he was coaxing a child.

"Uh, oh, Memu Police Department, what's wrong?"

Xiaolan and I are childhood sweethearts, how can we be intimate with others? The sound of the clothes must be an auditory hallucination.

Covering his head with his hands, he watched "Sherlock Holmes" last night until morning, and then was yelled at by Mao Lilan. Shinichi felt that his nerves were like taut strings that could be broken at any time.

Shaking his head, he tried to delete Mao Lilan's phone call from his mind and recalled the case in front of him...

Shinichi's vision gradually became clearer, and he was still standing next to the globe, staring at Mr. Seba Tatsutoku who was sitting in a wheelchair.

"The real murderer is none other than the owner of this house, Mr. Seba!"

He stretched out his hand and pointed at another person who was completely opposite to what Mouri Kogoro had judged.

Mr. Seba is currently sitting in a wheelchair, with a thick bandage and plaster on his right leg. It is initially determined that his ankle is injured.

"What a joke, Mr. Seba's foot is injured, didn't you see it?!"

Being interrupted suddenly, and in front of so many people, Mouri Kogoro felt a little embarrassed.

He ran directly to Mr. Seba who was in a wheelchair and picked up the foot that was in plaster.

"Humph, is there really something wrong with his feet?"

Detectives are like sharks. When they encounter the smell of blood thousands of miles away, they will quickly rush up, bite the prey, release the blood, causing exhaustion, and their psychology will be completely broken!

A confident smile appeared on Shinichi's lips, and his handsome face shone with the light of justice. He grabbed the globe next to him, threw it in the air, and then touched it with the insteps of his feet.

Feeling the strong impact, the globe broke away from the frame and flew straight out like a football.

Aim at Mr. Seba's face...

If you are hit, you will at least suffer from mild cerebral palsy...

But Shinichi understands that so-called detectives sometimes play with psychology. It can be judged from many details that Mr. Seba's feet have recovered.

With his recovery and danger-avoidance mentality, the murderer will definitely stand up and avoid the globe.

"Bang————!"

It missed, but was slapped away by a pair of broad hands.

Mouri Kogoro never thought that Kudo Shinichi would kick the ball over, and his body, which was exhausted by smoking, drinking, gambling, and staying up late, had lost the ability to respond. His palms had long lost their fighting ability due to playing mahjong for a long time.

In the past, he might have been able to kick back easily, or he could easily pull the wheelchair to rescue the person from the attack range, then get close to him and give this annoying high school detective a kick!

I have said it all, if it were in the past...

Kudo Shinichi's adult body's foot strength is at its peak. The globe kicked out by such a kick explodes with great power. Kogoro barely resisted it with his palm, relying on his previous fighting experience to force the globe's shooting trajectory to deviate.

The hand resists the full blow of the foot, the hardness of the globe, the inertia after the flight, and the rotational force of the spherical object.

Blood dripped and stuck to the floor.

The hand that was hanging down was unable to move down, and the part used to block the ball was green and black. The alcohol he had been drinking had simply numbed the nerves, so that Kogoro would not feel any special pain.

Remember, this pain is due to the weakened nerves caused by the fracture of the small half of the arm on one side. The so-called no pain is at the level of ordinary people screaming. The blood flows out from the cracks in the black and blue parts.

"Detectives... present evidence... instead of showing off... playing so-called psychological games..."

The pain was transmitted to his brain, and Mouri Kogoro was sweating profusely. Because of the instant pain, his whole body was in false alarm, and his vision began to blur, and he could only barely see Kudo Shinichi's figure.

Perhaps, the so-called novel can describe it in this way, and it is very cool to use psychological tactics, language induction, and thinking suggestions to force criminals to admit.

"I'm not showing off! His legs can already touch the ground! He hid this fact!"

The globe frame fell to the ground.

Shinichi explained loudly, and his righteous attitude made it difficult to doubt. He pointed his finger at Mr. Seba who was protected by Kogoro Mori. He was sitting in a wheelchair with his right foot in a plaster and bandaged.

At this moment, everyone looked at Mr. Seba.

This richly dressed, fat old gentleman showed a slight smile on his lips and pulled away from Mouri Kogoro in front of him.

Stand up in front of everyone.

The plaster touched the ground, and there was no problem standing up. He even walked around a few times, as if to prove that Kudo Shinichi was telling the truth.

"As expected of a detective, I can indeed stand, but because my legs have not fully recovered, they need to be fixed with these things and have not been removed."

Mr. Seba stood in front of the Megure Police Department and Kudo Shinichi and explained his situation.

"So, you admit that you were hiding the fact that you were able to stand upright, right?"

Shinichi stared at the criminal in front of him, pointing his finger at the leg in plaster.

Of course, this was not a prediction, but a detail many times. Shinichi discovered that the other party would have a weak subconscious behavior of getting up when something happened, indicating that in the other party's subconscious, he could walk on the ground.

Sherlock Holmes said that the so-called detective is to find a line called the truth among the chaotic lines.

"Well, although my foot has recovered, the internal bones have not completely healed. There is too much fat in my legs and my body weight is unbalanced. I also have fatty liver, high blood pressure and other symptoms of advanced age, so I asked the doctor to continue to use a cast.

, take some more time to recover.”

These reasons are all objective factors for the existence of facts.

Mr. Seba looked at the famous detective in front of him. He was young and energetic. He could make loud noises and dispatch police forces here.

"No, even if your feet have not fully recovered, you already have the ability to commit crimes, and I have cracked the secret method of killing the deceased!"

If you have the ability to walk, you will naturally have the ability to commit crimes.

Shinichi casually took off a rope from the side, then pulled it with both hands, looking at Mr. Seba with bright eyes.

Start now to decipher his secret room killing techniques!

"First of all, you are the person most familiar with the house. Naturally, you also know that besides the door, there is another way to enter the deceased's room, which is to enter from the balcony, close the door from the inside, kill the murderer, and complete the secret room murder."

There is no so-called secret room murder case, there are just the modus operandi, and Shinichi has cracked it.

There are only windows and doors inside the house. The door is locked, so naturally only the windows are left...

"Brother Kudo, it is impossible to enter through the window."

A friendly reminder from the Mu Mu Police Department.

For the clues that the detectives can observe, someone among the thirty people present at the Metropolitan Police Department must have thought about it and confirmed it.

"No, as I said, Mr. Seba is very familiar with the structure of the house. He used the rope binding method to enter from another balcony outside the crime scene balcony, followed the outer wall of the edge of the house, and walked to the balcony.

position, and then complete the killing with a single leap."

Construct the behavior of the case in your mind.

Climb out from the balcony of another room, follow the outer wall, and then jump to the crime scene easily.

Mr. Seba in front of me has these abilities.

Shinichi showed a decisive smile.

Because this is the most reasonable explanation, and it is also a murder method that only a famous detective can crack.

"It's amazing. He is worthy of being a high school student detective Kudo Shinichi."

"Yes, it was cracked so quickly. We can finally let us go. The Metropolitan Police Department is really useless."

Applause erupted from the scene, and low-pitched exchanges began.

There is even a strange feeling that this is not a so-called crime scene at all, but more like a stage play, except that this stage play is an interactive situational stage play.

No one mourned the deceased, no one regretted the murderer, only cheap applause was given to Kudo Shinichi in the spotlight.

Kogoro Mouri and the police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department all looked like extras who quietly left the stage after the performance ended, losing the light.

"It's so amazing, he deserves to be the Sherlock Holmes of Heisei!"

Thunderous applause for this mystery drama.

Shinichi Kudo smiled and gave a victory sign to the camera, causing another sensation.

Opposite Shinichi, Mouri Kogoro barely recovered. The pain kept his nerves awake, and the wound on his hand was wrapped in a bandage by the Metropolitan Police Department personnel.

Come out again.

"I object to your reasoning."
Chapter completed!