Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

Mori Kogoro squatted beside Nose, checked the vital signs of Nose, pulled off the raincoat on Nose, and said seriously, "No, there is no need to call an ambulance, Mr. Nose has been stabbed by something. Dead in the midsection."

"How could this be..." Mao Lilan's face was a little pale.

"Xiao Lan, you brought a digital camera, right?" Mori Kogoro turned around and said, "Before the police arrive, I want to take pictures of the scene!"

"Digital camera, digital camera..." Mao Lilan hurriedly took out the contents of the bag, turned out the camera, and when she got out of the car, she brought the timetable and the tennis ball to the ground, and was stunned in frustration.

"Hurry up, Xiaolan!" Mori Kogoro turned around and urged, but found that there were tears in the corner of Maolilan's eyes, and he was stunned, "What's wrong with you?"

"My mother asked me to take two photos of Nose contestants and send them back to her, so I brought a digital camera." Mao Lilan raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I didn't expect to use it to take this kind of photos."

"Okay, okay, go back to the car," Mori Kogoro said helplessly, "Feichi, is it okay for you to help?"

"No problem." Chi Feichi took the camera from Mao Lilan and walked to the corpse.

He still didn't feel anything.

"Okay, first take two or three photos from above," Mori Kogoro directed Chi Feichi to take photos, "Be careful not to step on the grass, Conan kid, step back a little..."

By the time the police arrived, the rain had stopped.

The predicted time of death for Neng Shi was around 9:00 in the morning. The cause of death was excessive blood loss caused by a knife in the abdomen.

The police leading the team recognized Kogoro Mori, and immediately expressed confidence that the case was solved successfully.

"But, I know someone who is more reliable than Uncle Maori!" Conan's childish voice was cute, and he looked at Masaharu Motoyama, "It's Mr. Motoyama, a sports critic!"

"You, what are you talking about? Little brother." Motoyama Masaharu said.

"Because when we found Mr. Nose, the blood was washed away by the rain. If we didn't look closely, we would have no idea that Mr. Nose was stabbed in the abdomen," Conan said innocently, "and we knew that Mr. Nose would come out A runner usually thinks that he fell down because he felt unwell while running, didn’t he? But you didn’t get out of the car, so let us call the police. You are such a famous detective that even Holmes is amazed by! How do you know that this is a murder..."

Motoyama Masaharu's face froze, very ugly.

"That's right, Mr. Motoyama," Mori Kogoro stared back, "Since you didn't get out of the car and saw Mr. Nose's abdomen, do you think this is a murder?"

"Ah, that's because when I called Nose in Miyazaki's hotel, he complained to me that a strange man who opposed the Panthers called him recently," Masaharu Motoyama said with a calm expression. "The other party seemed to say that he was going to kill him, which made him very angry, so when I saw him lying on the ground, I immediately thought of it..."

The leading police officer wondered, "Is this true?"

"You suspect that my efforts are in vain," Masaharu Motoyama showed a helpless expression, "Because I have no time to commit the crime. Isn't Nose's death time around nine o'clock? At that time, I should be on the plane from Miyazaki to Okinawa. That flight It was 8:15 am to 9:50 am."

The leading police officer nodded, "Then just check the passenger list..."

"My name wasn't on that list. I'm a celebrity anyway, so I used a fake name to book the ticket," Masaharu Motoyama scratched his head and said, "And I also wore a hat and made a simple disguise. No one should notice me."

"What's that fake name?" The policeman leading the team asked.

"I think about it, it seems to be Yamada..." Motoyama Masaharu stroked his chin, "Ah, no, it should be Tanaka..."

Leading the police suspicious, stare.

"If Mr. Motoyama was in Miyazaki last night, the alibi would be established," Mori Kogoro said, "because the only flight from Miyazaki in the past two days is the one this morning."

"In this case, you can check the call records of the Miyazaki Hotel where I stayed last night. I called Nose last night, and there should be call records in his mobile phone," Masaharu Motoyama said, digging out a phone from his wallet. A room card, "It's the Miyazaki Princess Hotel, and the room number is..."

The police took the room card and found the timetable and tennis cylinders on the ground.

Mao Lilan quickly explained that it belonged to her and accidentally dropped it when she got off the car.

Masaharu Motoyama peeked at the tennis ball, thinking that he might have left fingerprints after receiving the tennis ball, and felt anxious for a while.

All the clues at the scene were washed away by the rain. The police found nothing after investigation, so they had to take a group of people to the Naha police station first.

The call that Masaharu Motoyama said was confirmed, and it was indeed a call from Miyazaki's hotel landline to Nose's mobile phone.

"Anyway, please hurry up and catch the criminal," Motoyama Masaharu hypocritically said, "Catch that murderous demon who broke my friend's record in Japan..."

Conan, who was sitting aside, stared at Masaharu Motoyama with a serious face.

No, this person is the murderer, but what happened to the alibi...

"Excuse me, can I make a call? I'll be fine in a while..." Masaharu Motoyama asked the policeman next to him.

The policeman nodded, "No problem."

Masaharu Motoyama took out his mobile phone and pressed the number.

Conan listened to the sound of Masaharu Motoyama pressing the button, and suddenly his eyes widened. His face was as pale as if he had seen a ghost. He stared straight at Masaharu Motoyama, and the image of Belmod's low-haired email appeared again in his mind.

Recently, whenever he sees someone pressing a number or sending a message with a mobile phone, he will think of the way Belmode sent an email that night, but this time it is different!

This time, there is an extremely familiar feeling, which has never been experienced before. What is this...

"What's wrong with you, Conan?" Mao Lilan noticed Conan's face and asked suspiciously, "Your face is so scary, are you feeling unwell?"

Conan came back to his senses and found that Mao Lilan and Chi Feichi were looking at him, so he immediately calmed down, and his childish voice was cute, "It's nothing..."

Masaharu Motoyama called his friend and told about Nose's murder, got up and asked Teranishi for the car keys, lied that he had forgotten something in the car, and hurried out, wanting to go to the car and destroy the tennis ball brought by Mori Ran .

It's a pity that he didn't notice, Conan immediately jumped off the chair and followed, it is impossible to destroy the tennis tube...

Mori Kogoro looked down at the scene photos on the table, "If you look at it this way, there is no clue at all..."

"Even if it's in Miyazaki, as long as I made a phone call in Miyazaki last night and took a plane to Tokyo," Chi Feichi said in a calm voice when he saw that the police were confirming the situation with Tera Nishi and didn't pay attention. Take this morning's flight from Tokyo to Okinawa, and you can kill Nose-san around nine o'clock."

Miyazaki only has one flight to Okinawa? Then change planes and fly to other places first and then fly to Okinawa, right?

The method of this case can be seen by ordinary people, right?

Kogoro Moori was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Chi Feichi in surprise, "That's right, if you say that..."

"Mr. Benshan didn't listen to our introduction, so he knew that Conan, who was talking to the airport staff at the side, came with us," Chi Feichi continued, "He should be on the same flight as us."

"Wait, wait," Mao Lilan glanced at the police over there, leaned over, and said in a low voice, "Brother Feichi, you mean, Mr. Benshan flew to Tokyo last night, and then this morning Like us, I took the flight that arrived in Okinawa at 9:20 to Okinawa, left the airport, killed Mr. Nose on the way to run, and then returned to the airport to meet us, pretending that I came by plane from Miyazaki, Right? But, he went from the exit to the hall, if he had left the airport, how could he come out from the exit?"

"The boarding floor and the exit floor of Naha Airport are connected," Chi Feichi said, "As long as you have a ticket, you can enter the airport, but you don't need to check the ticket, and then walk around to the exit floor to come out."

"Is that so?" Mao Lilan looked serious and looked at the police over there, "Then..."

"No," Mori Kogoro said with half-moon eyes, "Although in this way, Mr. Motoyama can commit the crime, but just relying on his recognition of Conan cannot be used as evidence of his crime."

Chi Feichi continued to remind, "When he was at the scene before, he was watching the tennis cylinder that Xiaolan dropped on the ground..."

He is not good at following the seductiveness as Conan, selling cute ‘ah carefree’, ‘strange’, and can only be a little bit directly.

"I see," Mao Lilan's eyes lit up, and when she saw the police and other people looking over, she quickly lowered her voice, "Could he be the passenger sitting next to Brother Feichi? That's why he knew that Conan was with him. Otherwise, if there are so many passengers on the plane, if we don’t see us talking to Conan, even if we notice that Conan is sitting with us, we may regard Conan as a child brought by other passengers, and at that time, I put The tennis ball was dropped, except that Brother Feichi helped to catch a tennis ball, and the passenger beside Brother Feichi also helped to catch a tennis ball. The fingerprints should also be left on it, right? Mr. Benshan pays so much attention to the tennis ball because it is Evidence that he took the flight from Tokyo to Okinawa at 9:20, so he has no alibi!"

"Please," Mori Kogoro said with a speechless expression, "There are fluffy thorns on the surface of the hard tennis ball, there is no way to leave fingerprints, even if you ask the police, there will be no results, Mr. Benshan..."

"Before he became a sports commentator, he played baseball. It's strange not to know that." Chi Feichi looked at Mao Lilan and said calmly, "Baseball and tennis are different."

Mao Lilan could only laugh dryly, "Yes... I know..."

She suddenly realized that it was really wrong for her to take a tennis ball to find a baseball player's autograph.

For those of them who are not keen on tennis or baseball, the two balls are similar in size and appearance, but for those who are keen and good at one of them, these two balls are not the same at all, and they are disgusting Get confused.

On the plane, Brother Feichi knew that she wanted to get a baseball player's autograph with a tennis ball, so he just stared at her for a long time, and now he specially reminded her...

Well, she knew she was wrong.

If she really used a tennis ball to find a baseball player's autograph, even if she didn't get rejected with a cold face, she would probably feel uncomfortable or awkward. No wonder her father didn't want to take a tennis ball to ask for an autograph for her...

Mori Kogoro was invigorated for a moment, and then languished again, "But it is true that there will be no fingerprints on tennis balls, and we have no way to testify against him."