Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

Dingjin Fangxiong broke into a sweat, and quickly argued, "It is also possible that the prisoner knew about it in other ways. Maybe the prisoner has been with them for a long time! How can you say that I am a prisoner because of this?"

"Yes," Mori Kogoro nodded, "And the victim's testimony, they said that the gangster who attacked them was about 150 centimeters tall, and the guard's height has reached 167 centimeters..."

"Mr. Maoli, the question you used to test me is a bit too simple." Chi Feichi looked at Takagi She, "I remember that Police Officer Takagi said before that the first and third victims were the ones who gave their testimony. What they said at the time was - 'The gangsters are about the same height as them'. However, they wore platform shoes when they were attacked, and when they went to the police station to take statements, they didn't wear such exaggerated makeup, so naturally they didn't wear platform shoes , even if they wear them, they will subconsciously take off the platform shoes when they measure their height. Therefore, when they were attacked, they saw that the gangster was about the same height as them. At least 10 centimeters should be added to the height of the prisoner to be the height of the prisoner. In addition, it was night and the prisoner hit the victim's head with a metal rod, making him look taller. Then, the prisoner's height is not 150 cm. centimeters, but should be around 163 centimeters."

Mori Kogoro hurried down the steps, scratched his head and smiled, "Oh, you saw through it, it seems that this little test really won't trouble you!"

This apprentice really took his face into consideration.

He decided, stop complaining about Chi Feichi in his heart from now on!

Conan hehe on the sidelines.

Chi Feichi looked at Miwako Sato who had already returned, "Officer Sato."

Miwako Sato nodded and looked at Megure Shisan with a serious expression, "Officer Megure, I have inquired about the traffic accident in this parking lot one year. It was also the cause of the traffic accident, because she was wearing thick-soled shoes and stepped on the brakes a little slower, so it caused a catastrophe, and besides..."

Saying that, Miwako Sato turned and looked at Yoshio Dingjin again, "The little boy who died a year ago, because of his father's alcoholism, his parents had divorced before the accident happened, he followed his mother's surname Sakurai, and according to According to the registration information, his father’s surname is Deposit, and a year ago, the little boy’s parents insisted that wearing thick-soled shoes was the cause of the car accident, but the judge did not accept it.”

Mu Mushisan also looked at Dingjin Fangxiong, and asked seriously, "Mr. Dingjin, are you the father of Akira Sakurai who died in a car accident a year ago?"

The muscles on Dingjin Fangxiong's face trembled, he was silent for a moment, and nodded, "Yes, I am his father."

"Then, can you please cooperate with our investigation as a person involved in the serial beating of women, can you?" Mu Mu Shisan asked seriously.

"No, no need," Dingjin Fangxiong lowered his head and said softly, "I hid her shoes and metal rods in the fire box in the parking lot, and they were covered with my fingerprints. You just need to look carefully to find them... "

Mu Mu Shisan hurriedly said to Takagi She, "Go and confirm immediately!"

"Yes!" Gao Mushe saluted, and immediately went to confirm with a police officer.

"Mr. Dingjin, are you admitting that you have committed the crime of continuously beating women and killing Miss Aizawa Tae?" Mu Mushisan confirmed to Dingjin Fangxiong again.

"Yes," Dingjin Fangxiong admitted, as if he had been drained of all his strength, he fell to his knees and said in a choked voice, "I just want her to apologize, don't drive in thick-soled shoes, and apologize to my son in heaven ...I... at first I just thought so..."

"Mr. Dean Jin, when you attack innocent people, you are just venting your resentment and sorrow, and satisfying your own fantasies!" Mu Mu Shisan said seriously.

Conan was silent, watching the two policemen step forward and leave with the deposit Fangxiong, walked up to Chi Feichi, raised his head and asked, "Is Mr. Deposit a crime to fulfill his own fantasy?"

Without Chi Feichi's analysis, he might still feel that Ding Jin Fangxiong's crime was justifiable and feel sympathetic, but...

He has no sympathy for a person who fulfills his own fantasies and hurts others.

It's very uncomfortable, but Chi Feichi can use some 'truth' hidden in the deep layer to make him completely unable to feel sighs, laments, and sympathy.

Chi Feichi was silent for a while, "It's not hopeless."

Conan felt something in his heart, nodded, continued to look at Chi Feichi, and said in a low voice with a complicated expression, "I said you..."

"Mr. Chi's performance just now was really wonderful," Matsumoto Kiyonaga stepped forward, interrupted Conan's words, and said with a smile, "Another detective who is not inferior to the famous detective Mori Kogoro!"

"Where?" Chi Feichi turned to look at Matsumoto Kiyonaga, "This is the result of the investigation by the police officers. I just connected the clues together."

"You are really humble." Matsumoto Kiyonaga said with emotion.

"No, this is the truth," Chi Feichi asked Gao Mushe who was beside him, "If that's the case, don't I need to take notes?"

Matsumoto Kiyonaga was stunned, the transcript? Transcripts... are they important?

"That..." Gao Mushe hesitated and looked at Memu Shisan and Matsumoto Kiyonaga, seeing that Matsumoto Kiyonaga was a little confused, he decisively stopped looking, and only looked at Memu Shisan.

Police Matsumoto doesn't know Mr. Chi well enough...

Mu Mu Shisan also hesitated for a moment, considering that Chi Feichi was lazy every time he took notes, and the clues of this case were indeed found out by their investigation, so it would be fine without Chi Feichi's notes, so he simply nodded, " If Brother Chi really doesn't have time, he doesn't need to take notes."

Chi Feichi nodded.

When the arsonist was involved, the Detective Boys took notes, but he refused, and no one insisted.

Hiroshi Nakamoto and Nostalgic Hotel had Kogoro Mori, but he was not asked to take notes.

This time he evaded the fare again, it seems that there is no record for him to do recently...comfortable!

Takagi was relieved, saw Conan at the side, and said with a smile, "If we really need it, we can find Conan."

Conan: "..."

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Does this mean that he is the commissioner who helped Chi Feichi take notes?

Obviously Uncle Maori is right next to him, can you stop oppressing children like this...

Chi Feichi raised his hand and patted Conan's head, lowered his head and asked, "What did you want to say before?"

"It's nothing!" Conan raised his head and smiled.

He wanted to ask Chi Feichi before, wouldn't he feel uncomfortable after seeing so thoroughly all the time?

But after thinking about it, it's better not to ask, Chi Feichi is a 'patient'.

Seeing too thoroughly may be one of the causes.

He asked rashly, what if Chi Feichi suddenly became sentimental and became seriously ill?

Now Dr. Fukuyama seems to have gone abroad for an exchange and study, and he hasn't come back yet. The other doctors don't know about Chi Feichi's situation. Suddenly something happened and he couldn't even find a suitable doctor.

Forget it, it seems that Chi Feichi didn't think too much about it, so let's not mention it.

Takagi She and another policeman found the murder weapon and the platform shoes of the deceased, and they can be convicted only after the fingerprints are tested by the inspection department.

Mu Moshisan led the team away.

Outside the department store, the reporters who were waiting outside saw the police leading people out, and some people who had stayed in the parking lot also came out, and immediately rushed forward.

"Excuse me, is this the prisoner who beat women in a row recently?"

"I heard that the woman who was attacked this time died. Is the prisoner killing people indiscriminately?"

"When did the police lock the prisoner? Was it because of the arrest or the delay in the investigation that resulted in the death of a woman?"

"Everyone, the prisoner has been arrested. We will announce the details of this case after the investigation is clear." Mu Mushisan lowered his hat, led others to separate the reporters, and squeezed through the crowd to get into the police car.

A group of reporters had already guessed that the police would not say much and was not disappointed, so they found other people.

"This case? I don't know. I was shopping in a department store, and I didn't go to the parking lot at all..."

"Oh! I went over to look, and it seems that a young man helped to investigate clearly, probably a detective..."

"Young detective? I don't know..."

"I know this. It's not Kudo Shinichi, a high school student detective. I overheard a police officer talking to a colleague. He is a disciple of detective Mori Kogoro! How does it compare to Kudo Shinichi? I don't know very well. But it's also very powerful..."

In the parking lot, Chi Feichi hid in the car for a while, and waited for the people outside to disperse before driving out, heading straight to the Maori Detective Agency.

It's 9:47 p.m., and there's still 13 minutes left for the show to start, so there's still time!

In the evening, at 9:58, a red shadow floated from the street, braked suddenly, the wheels slid, and slid directly in front of a yellow Beetle, and stopped.

Dr. A Li looked up in a daze, and almost didn't react.

Hui Yuanai looked down at the time on the phone, opened the door and got out of the car, and said to Chi Feichi who also got out of the car, "It's still two minutes away from the broadcast, so I caught up."

"Really..." In the back seat, Mao Lilan opened the car door with a pale face, and forced a smile, "That's good, I'll open the door, there are fruits at home..."

The ghost knows how they came this way. After turning several times, she felt that if she turned the steering wheel later, the car would almost rush into the shop on the side of the road.

In the back seat, Suzuki Sonoko's face was also a little pale, and he got out of the car with Mao Lilan, feeling that the soles of his feet were still a little floating, because he was wearing thick-soled shoes, he almost fell down, but Chi Fei pulled him quickly, "Uh, thank you You, Brother Feichi..."

"If I had known earlier, it would be better for Sonoko to come here in Uncle's car?" Conan jumped out of the passenger seat with a teasing tone.

His mother is a racing madman. He has been used to it since he was a child. As long as it is not the dizzy ninety-nine turns last time, he will not be afraid!

Suzuki Sonoko heard the teasing in Conan's tone, and clenched her fists, "I want you to take care of it, brat!"

A group of people got together and watched the premiere of thk's program while eating fruit, just in time.

At the beginning of the program, the shocking image similar to the advertisement appeared again. The company name, the icon of the three English letters 'thk', the registration phone number and the website address, etc., followed by the typing sound of 'click, click', Emerge one by one.

Suzuki Sonoko was immediately happy, "It always feels like watching a movie!"

Hui Yuanai nodded while eating the apple, staring at the TV intently.