"There's quite a lot of dust here." Conan expressed his first impression.
"It seems that the situation on the day of the incident is still maintained." Hattori Heiji nodded.
The four people walked into the room where a murder had occurred and carefully looked at the internal environment.
Because the journey was quite long, when they arrived at Far East Company, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon, and the setting sun cast its golden afterglow, illuminating the dim room.
"It is said that at the time of the crime, the blinds and windows were open." Detective Bai Ma said while wearing gloves and opening the blinds so that everyone could have a clearer view.
Facing the door and next to the window is a large desk.
The chair behind the desk has fallen down, and there is still a human shape on the ground made up of the white lines that indicated the position of the body when the police investigated the scene.
On one side of the human-shaped head, there was a small pool of dried dark red blood.
Detective Bai Ma pointed to a building opposite outside the window and said: "The suspect shot Nishio in the toilet of that building. The gun used was a Charter Arms AR7, with a scope and silencer. It is said that it was in that toilet.
Inside, eight bullet casings were found.”
He held a palm-sized notebook and introduced the case to the other three people: "The gangster fired all eight bullets that could be held in the magazine. One of them hit the back of Nishio's head. It is said that he died on the spot."
"Later, because the police found a criminal plan for bank robbery written by Ito Suehiko in Nishio's drawer, Ito was still alive and wanted for this."
Koshimizu Nanatsuki frowned slightly and looked at him: "Then why was Reiko Shimizu called in for interrogation?"
"I don't know about that." Baima Tan spread his hands helplessly.
"Look...if the back of the head was hit, the amount of bleeding seems to be ridiculously small."
Hearing Conan's voice, the other three quickly lowered their heads and saw Conan squatting on the ground, pointing to the pool of dried blood.
"That's right..." Hattori Heiji turned to look at the end of the office chair where the rollers were tilted, "And there is a large pool of blood on the ground here..."
"What's going on..." Conan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Wait a minute, that blood stain on the chair..." Koshimizu Nanatsuki looked at the overturned seat. There was a shocking pool of blood above the back of the chair, and it flowed vertically along the back of the chair in the direction of the seat.
"And look here, one of the wheels of the chair was knocked off by a bullet..."
The four of them looked at each other with knowing smiles.
So that’s it, that’s what happened...
"Ring ring ring! Ring ring ring!"
Hattori Heiji took out the mobile phone given by the client from his pocket, and the annoying-sounding voice sounded: "You seem to have progressed to the next stage?"
"Yes, I finally found it." Hattori Heiji replied calmly.
"Do you know the case I want you to solve?" The client's voice seemed to have a hint of urgency.
"It's the case where Nishio Masaharu was shot, right?" Hattori Heiji replied confidently.
"That's right."
"Hey, could your identity be... Damn, hang up." Hattori Heiji just wanted to ask further, but the client hung up the phone directly.
From the beginning to the end, this client kept his identity secret and was completely unwilling to reveal anything.
But several people have already vaguely guessed the identity of the client, and the rest just needs to be confirmed.
"Crack!!"
Suddenly, the harsh sound of breaking glass broke the tranquility of the evening.
"What's going on!" Hattori Heiji suddenly looked out the window.
"Locomotive!" Conan soon noticed the sound of a roaring engine approaching.
"What is certain is that there is a high probability that this will not be a good thing..." White Horse Detective said softly.
Four people reacted at the same time - run!
The next moment they ran out of the room, the lights of the motorcycle illuminated the dim corridor.
There are two motorcycles, both coming towards them!
"What do those guys want to do!" Hattori Heiji growled as he ran.
"I think maybe you want to make this game more interesting? The client seems to have said so..." White Horse Detective replied.
"Isn't this... too much fun?"
"It's very dangerous if this continues. Let's divide our forces into two groups!" Conan said quickly.
If this continues, they will definitely not be able to outrun the motorcycle based on their running speed. Only by splitting up and dealing with these two dangerous elements can they have a chance to stay safe.
"good!"
…
A thrilling chase scene is going on here, but the Fantasy Park on the other side is also quite uneasy.
The cause of the incident was that in the afternoon, a street kid sneaked into the Fantasy Park and robbed a woman's handbag in full view of the public. Witnesses included the Young Detective Team, Xiaolan Yuanzi and Ye Youyou came to protect her.
They were looking at the police department and Officer Shiratori.
It's just that this person's ability to run away is really superb, and the Fantasy Park is at its peak period, with people coming and going, and the robber quickly disappears in the sea of people.
By the way, at this time, Haiyuan Ai from Yuanhuaiyu had just greeted the Memu Police Department. After "handing over" with them, they no longer kept an eye on the people wearing IDs.
We briefly wandered around the fantasy park for a while.
After eating desserts and buying souvenirs with Haibara Ai, Yuan Huaiyu met other people again and was told that there was a very bad robber in Fantasy Park.
Since the police blocked the exit after the robbery, it is certain that the guy is still in the Fantasy Park, but trying to find that guy among so many tourists is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"The thief is wearing a baseball cap and a sports coat, right?"
Xiaolan and Heye walked quickly inside the fantasy park, scanning everyone's body with scrutinizing eyes.
Suddenly, Xiaolan stopped.
"Don't you think the man in front of you is suspicious?" Faced with He Ye's doubtful gaze, Xiao Lan pointed at a man in a yellow shirt among the crowd in front of him with sharp eyes.
"Huh?" Heye quickly became alert and looked in the direction Xiaolan pointed.
Immediately, she also noticed something was wrong: "That person's hair was divided into two layers!"
The man in yellow had his back to them, and there was an obvious curl mark on the half-long hair on the back of his head, forming a line.
"This means that he once put on a hat and then took it off again!" Heye perked up and felt that the man looked more and more suspicious.