In the auditorium of Santa Maria Church, the wedding ceremony of Sayuri Matsumoto and Toshihiko Takasugi continued.

The sun was scorching outside, it was almost noon, and the scorching sun hung overhead.

The soaked part of the shirt on the back looked like a dark map with zigzag edges. Saoki squatted down, stretched out his hand and patted the thick calf in front of him with his four fingers together, "Officer, can you lift your feet?"

"Uh???" The police officer on guard looked down at the high school student, his eyes full of confusion.

"Please lift your feet and step on something!" Samu raised his voice slightly.

"Oh..." The tall, dull police officer finally understood and raised his left foot.

Zuomu was really speechless and spent more strength on his hand, "This is this one, the right foot!"

"Ahem...Okay!" The embarrassed police officer finally raised his foot correctly.

Sagi, who was ready to go, instantly pulled out the fragment and placed it flat in the palm of his hand. The hot metal piece seemed to scorch the skin.

The thin metal sheet is in an irregular pentagonal shape, about the same size as a five hundred yen coin, and has a smooth, silver surface without any lines.

Saoki felt reluctant and turned the piece over with his other hand.

At this time, the fragment revealed its true face. It could be vaguely seen that the background was red, with several white English letters that seemed to be spray-painted in artistic style, with the small half of the "c" and the complete "o" on the left missing and

Cut off the "l" in the upper part diagonally.

Holding the fragment in his hand tightly, the boy slowly stood up and his brows gradually relaxed.

"Kid Conan, I have a clue!" He called Conan over.

The latter had doubts in his mind and ran over.

"I found the evidence!" Zuomu turned around and walked back, solemnly saying, "Go back indoors first!"

"So the suspect is probably watching us?" Conan in the purple suit immediately became alert and followed closely behind him.

"Um?"

The two figures in the camera flashed into the church. The man holding the sniper rifle couldn't help but have a bad premonition. Then he sighed in self-deprecation and shook his head, "I'm overthinking it! They're just two insignificant brats.

Although I didn’t see what the older nerd picked up, it must be something like a watch!”

"Have a look~" The short-eared cat next to him, who had finished drinking the milk, was licking his upper lip with a satisfied expression, as if responding to him.

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Saoki, who hid indoors, closed the side door and stuffed the fragment in his hand into Conan's palm.

"This is..." Conan touched his chin, looked back and forth, and finally came to the conclusion, "Is it part of the can?"

"Yes, normally, it is impossible for cans to break into pieces like this!"

Conan, who was leaning against the wall, raised his short fingers and said, "Do you think the suspect has done experimental shooting?!"

"Yes, it is not easy for even a top-notch sniper to complete the dynamic shooting task with one or two shots, let alone in an extremely unfamiliar environment, with the wind speed and direction between floors, and the adjustable magnification

The quality of optical sniper scopes and lenses, gravity and other factors will all lead to shooting deviations."

Saoki pointed at the metal piece Conan was holding with the hook of his black parasol, and continued, "As for using static targets as a starting point for testing these factors, cans are a very good choice. As long as you choose a quiet time when there is no one around, the sudden

With one shot, no one should pay attention, and these days due to construction, the vehicles on this road have almost disappeared, and as the back door of churches and restaurants, there are very few people coming in and out before weekends!"

Conan nodded involuntarily and said in surprise, "You know a lot about sniping!"

Zuomu didn't answer, but his eyes seemed to be reminiscing. In his previous life, his brother was a gun fanatic, and later became a marksman. When he took the criminal investigation major, he was partly influenced by that man, and partly by his brother.

Almost all of his knowledge about firearms comes from his brother.

His eyes focused, sweeping away the sad emotions.

The two returned to the easternmost room on the second floor.

"The top priority is to find out the location of the sniper."

"Will it be on a certain floor of the hotel opposite the church?" Conan took out the monocular telescope from his trouser pocket, stood on the stool, tilted his body slightly, raised it to his eyes, and looked at the high-rise hotel building opposite.

"Probably not, because the church's facade is paved with silver metal plates similar to aluminum, and when viewed from the north, it seems to be tilted at a certain angle from the ground plane," said Sagi, standing on the other side of the window.

Half of his body was hidden in the tied red curtains. He held up his palms and continued to explain, "The direct sunlight at noon will be greatly reflected on the high floors of the hotel facing the east, which is not conducive to sniper observation."

Hearing this, Conan nodded, and then looked at the east-west building on the south side of the hotel. The signboard on the side showed the words 'Fox Hotel', and he speculated, "That is the 'Fox Hotel' located on the southeast side of St. Mary's Cathedral.

The hotel is a good one, and the distance is right. After all, the northeast side is the main road, and decent high-rise buildings are too far away!”

"Yeah! I think so too." Zuo Mu glanced at him and agreed.

"Without further delay, let's go!" The primary school student wearing a red tie jumped off the stool and urged impatiently.

After thinking for a moment, Zuomu decided to report the general situation to Akechi Kensoku, and quickly took out a small walkie-talkie.

"I found out here..."

It took half a minute to briefly and comprehensively summarize the current situation.

Akechi Kenwu's noisy reply came from the other end of the walkie-talkie, "I will send people to check the windows on each floor of the Fox Hotel for strange things... Just wait... Come with the police department with swords, don't act without authorization, the prisoners carry huge lethality

The weapons are very dangerous...forget it...you'd better not join in the fun..."

After pressing the bright red button of the intercom, Saoki and Conan filtered out the last sentence and ran straight to the back door on the east side.

"It shouldn't be easy for us to arouse the suspect's suspicion!"

With this idea in mind, the two of them abandoned the long and time-consuming route from the north gate, and instead chose to quickly go to the Fox Hotel from the nearest back door.

"Are these two people again?" Looking at the two figures that appeared again in the camera, the man's cloudy eyes flashed with surprise, "Why do you feel a little uneasy?"

He closed his eyes to rest and murmured to himself, "In ten minutes, Matsumoto Kiyonaga will appear there. Before that, you must not let the little devil disturb your mood!"

The two running men were still discussing countermeasures.

"How do you determine which floor the prisoner is on?" Conan gasped and asked the figure in front of him.
Chapter completed!