2892【Punishment of Conan】Please vote for me (づ?ど)?
Next to him, Jiang Xia was fiddling with the old-style pistol, and casually said in front of the good old man who was on the same page: "Conan may just want you to be careful about your words and deeds - after all, this case involves world stars. If the reasoning is wrong, the impact will not be great."
good."
"It has a bad impact?" Hattori Heiji snorted, "It's okay for others to say it, but it doesn't have any credibility when it comes out of your mouth - when you knocked those criminals, did you think about any impact."
As he talked, he remembered that Jiang Xia had not yet solved the case. He touched his chin and felt that he understood:
"You think that the American reporter deserved his crime, and you sympathized with Kudo, so you didn't want to solve the case - what's wrong with you Tokyo detectives? Solving a case means solving the case, and the murderer is the murderer. It's the same as those math problems.
One is one, two is two, it’s not a human game.”
Jiang Xia was silent for a moment: "..." That's why he likes to stay with detectives - not only are there cases with murderous intent and ghosts, but he can also act freely. As for the logic behind these actions... they will naturally help you figure it out.
Watertight.
Just as he was thinking about it, Hattori Heiji suddenly turned back and stared at his hands: "Wait, what are you doing?"
"..." Jiang Xia, "We are solving the case."
Hattori Heiji rushed over: "Stop playing, this is physical evidence! And what should I do if you mess up and go off!!"
Jiang Xia dodged him and said seriously: "Speaking of which, have you ever thought about why there were two pistols at the scene?"
"This..." Hattori Heiji's attention was briefly attracted, and he began to think. Suddenly, his face became solemn, "Could it be...could there be another murder case brewing that was just interrupted by the murder case just now?!"
"No, we have to go to Uncle Otaki and ask him to step up the investigation of those guests!"
While muttering, he strode out.
Jiang Xia showed a smile.
Before his smile could form, Hattori Heiji ran back and grabbed him: "You go there too, don't even think about finding that suspicious person behind my back and knocking him!"
Jiang Xia: "..."
…
the other side.
Conan, who had already rushed back to the banquet hall, suddenly looked ahead and stopped in his tracks.
——The fact that he ran out just now was just an impulse. He didn't even think about where to go to find Ray Katis to investigate.
However, as if guided by fate, as soon as I ran to a corridor, in the men's toilet in front, three people happened to come out.
——Ray Cartis, Mike Nod, Rika Barre.
The atmosphere among the three retired sports stars was harmonious. The baseball player and the boxer were supporting Ray Katis together, trying to take him to a place to sit.
The baseball star looked at his staggering appearance and asked worriedly: "Are you really okay?"
Ray Katis smiled bitterly and said: "It's nothing serious, it's just that the old injury has resurfaced."
The three people talked in a friendly atmosphere while walking to the hall.
When they were gone, Conan hesitated and quickly ran into the bathroom.
He rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find a trash can and emptied it out. With a clatter, the paper balls used to wipe hands rolled out and fell to the ground.
At the same time, there was a crisp "ding-dong" sound. Conan followed the sound in disbelief and saw a valve core lying quietly on the ground, mixed with paper balls.
"..."
A schoolboy detective fell silent.
…
When Conan's expression changes.
In the banquet hall.
Vodka was hiding in a hidden but not so hidden corner, pushing up his sunglasses and looking in this direction.
Vodka: "..." Why did that little Yinbi run over alone and still look so ugly?
Just as I was thinking about it, there was sudden movement in that section of the corridor.
"!" Vodka immediately withdrew his gaze and nonchalantly arranged the cuffs that were messed up during the smoke reaction. Looking over there from the corner of his eye, he saw three sports stars walking out side by side.
After another minute, Conan also came out. He stared in the direction of Ray Katis, his face extremely ugly.
"What's the fuss about?" Vodka scratched his hat, a little confused.
He thought for a while and speculated on the situation in his own way: "As expected, the deceased was the American reporter who offended the organization. And the murderer was definitely not Calvados... According to Uzo's preference, the real murderer who shot the reporter was
It must be among these three sports stars."
As for who it is...
After seeing through the abyss beneath Mao Lilan's pure appearance, a certain female high school student's action of asking for an autograph had already helped him lock in the answer.
"If there are no accidents, the murderer must be that Ray Katis. In this case, it is normal for this little minion to stare at him closely. But what is not normal is this kid's expression - why is it so ugly? It's almost like
…”
After pondering for a moment, suddenly, like a flash of lightning, Vodka suddenly pulled out a familiar face from the depths of his memory.
——That was a fellow star chaser at that time. If I remember correctly, after the news broke that the idol he admired was pregnant and had a baby and was dumped by a scumbag, he had such a sad and angry expression as if the sky was falling.
"Could it be..."
Vodka stared at Conan as if he had seen a ghost: "Am I wrong in my previous speculation? This kid is so happy after getting tickets to Ray Katis's performance, not because he has a job again, but because he really
Are you a fan of Ray Katis?!”
"No wonder!" For a moment, the vodka was like an enlightenment, and I felt that many things that I couldn't understand at first became understandable:
"No wonder there were three journalists who were victims, but Uzo decided to let Ray Katis take action - this willful stage director would definitely not allow his promising young talent to be distracted by other things, just like some authoritarian parents.
It would break children's CDs, just like ripping off their star-chasing posters.
"Uzo didn't tear up the CD or poster...he just tore up the star-chased person himself!"
Seeing the little minion's expression at this moment, Vodka felt gloating at the misfortune, and at the same time felt a chill in his back.
——Maybe it’s because Conan’s expression of grief is so vivid. We are both star-chasers, and facing this terrible situation... Vodka actually felt a little bit sad.
"And before that, Uzo also borrowed Mao Lilan's hand to get the idol's signed jersey and exhibition game tickets for that kid - first he took him to heaven, and then gave him a heavy blow... As expected of that devil, he even beat him
The methods of my subordinates are all so unique.
"Compared to this guy who destroys other people's beliefs, Brother Gin is simply the best boss..."
While I was sighing silently in my heart, suddenly, a gentle and sweet voice came from behind me.
Miss Yoko held the wine glass: "Are you... Mr. Yamada?"