Conan: Money is Almighty

Conan crouched beside Kyoko Saneda’s body and spoke, “This knife is inserted diagonally from the left.” ”

Hearing Conan’s words, Maori Kogoro also slowly squatted down, looked at the knife inserted in the back of Kyoko Sane, and spoke: “In other words, the murderer is a left-handed person, and that’s right.” ”

“But why did the murderer have to kill her?” Chao Wenzao on the side asked.

“Sister Xiaolan, was this sister alone at the rest stop just now?”

Xiaolan looked at everyone and replied, “This, I don’t know.” ”

“How could you not know?” Maori Kogoro asked suspiciously, “Didn’t you just go to the rest place?” ”

“Because at dawn, we all go out separately to find Dad and a few of you.” Xiaolan explained innocently.

“She’s right, we’re going to look for you in different directions, because we don’t know where you’ve gone, so we don’t have an alibi at all.” Shingo, who was sitting on the side, spoke.

“Why the hell is that? Why does the murderer have to kill? Takaashi, who had been recovered by Conan, asked as he sat in his chair decadently.

Maori Kogoro’s face changed, and he stood up and said, “So far, I will explain everything to everyone.” In fact, among us, there is a professional killer named Silver Fox, and this person is the culprit of this series of homicide cases. ”

“What do you say, you say professional killers.” The faces of those present suddenly changed drastically, but they didn’t expect that there was a professional killer here, so they are not very dangerous now.

Yoko and Miemi heard the presence of a killer and tightly grabbed Miyamoto Han, who was standing next to them.

Miyamoto Han also gave the two of them a reassuring look, and the two immediately calmed down.

“Can you say it?” Chao Wenzao asked from the side.

“Now that two people have been killed in a row, this matter can no longer be concealed like this.” Maori Kogoro said very seriously.

“But Mr. Māori?” Chao Wenzao shouted worriedly, in fact, he was just worried that such words would have a great impact on his revenge.

“It doesn’t matter, my detective Maori Kogoro has long known the true identity of the silver fox.”

Maori Kogoro showed a very confident expression, pointed to Noh Shingo who was smoking on the side, and said, “The silver fox is you, Mr. Noh Shingo.” ”

“What? I? An incredulous expression appeared on Nengshi Shingo’s face.

“Yes, the silver fox usually uses his left hand, and from the perspective of the knife on the corpse, this person who killed Sanji Kyoko also committed the murder with his left hand, and only one of us is habitually left-handed.”

After listening to Kogoro’s speculation, Noh Shingo smiled and said, “Among us, the only one who is good at left-hand seems to be Mr. Hirai, a college student who was killed yesterday.” ”

“Sure enough, it’s observant, Mr. Neng, but that left hand of yours can’t escape my eyes.” Maori Kogoro’s unprovoked confidence pointed at Noh Shingo and said.

“What?” Shingo Noh was clearly confused.

“No matter how you hide it, it’s useless, I speculate, I’m afraid that you originally used to use the left hand, but later deliberately changed to the right hand, so your left and right hands can be used, and it is very easy to use.”

Maori Kogoro put on a look that I had discovered the truth.

After listening to Maori Kogoro’s speculation, Noh Shingo sat in his seat and laughed, “You really surprised me, saying that I am the famous killer Silver Fox, Mr. Mori, I think you better stop being a detective and rewrite the novel.” ”

Seeing Noh Shingo mocking himself, Maori Kogoro suddenly became angry: “You put less garlic on me, and you also wrote about professional killers in your novels, which are simply written from actual experience.” ”

“Really? Do you say this guy is the silver fox? Saying that, Chao Wenzo stepped forward and grabbed the powerful Shingo on the chair.

“What are you going to do?” Nengshi Shingo saw that he was being picked up by the other party, and shouted anxiously.

Maori Kogoro hurriedly stepped forward to stop it: “Don’t use violence.” ”

But he was pushed to the ground by Chao Wenzao’s hand, “Look how I clean you up.” ”

Nengshi Shingo struggled helplessly in midair, his eyes saw Miyamoto Han not far away, and hurriedly spoke: “Mr. Miyamoto save me, I am not a silver fox.” ”

Miyamoto Han smiled and spoke, “Mr. Chao, stop, he is not the murderer of Miss Saneda, of course, he is not a silver fox.” ”

While speaking, he also picked up Conan, who was going to rummage through the three-branch Kyoki bag.

Put Conan on the other side and say to Xiaolan: “Xiaolan, you are optimistic about this little ghost, don’t let him mess with the scene.” ”

“Conan, why are you messing around the scene again.” Xiao Ran looked at Conan angrily.

“Yes.” Conan said that he was innocent, and then looked at Miyamoto Han, who prevented him from solving the case, with fierce eyes.

Chao Bunzo, who put down the power Shingo, looked at Miyamoto Han suspiciously and asked: “~ Mr. Miyamoto, who is the murderer?” ”

Miyamoto Han pushed his glasses with his right hand and said to Xiaolan on the side: “Lan, come here.” ”

Although Xiaolan was a little puzzled, she still obediently walked over.

Miyamoto Han hugged Xiaolan who came over, and Xiaolan’s face suddenly turned red when she was held by Miyamoto Han, and asked in a panic: “Han, don’t look like this.” ”

Miyamoto Han smiled and said, “Everyone.” ”

Saying that, Miyamoto Han made a gesture of holding the knife with his right hand and placed it on Xiaolan’s back.

“It’s like going around the back and stabbing down, so that the murderer is committing the crime with his right hand.”

“Really, Han, you’re so smart.” Yoko’s second daughter listened to Miyamoto Han’s reasoning and praised.

The people present also showed a look of sudden realization.

Conan looked at Miyamoto Han, who was holding Xiaolan, and secretly said in his heart: “It’s hateful, why didn’t I think first, in this case, it’s me who holds Lan.”

If Miyamoto Han knew what Conan was thinking at this time, he would definitely say, “Child, you think too much.” ”

“But if the murderer wants to do this, it can’t be sneaky.” Miyamoto Han let go of the hand holding Xiaolan and said.

“That is to say, as far as the victim is concerned, she will not feel that the person who sees the outside is the murderer.” Shingo reasoned.

“And she still has a little hair between her fingers.” Miyamoto squatted next to Saneda Shingo’s body and pointed to Mieda Shingo’s nails and said.

Maori Kogoro hurriedly walked up and looked at the hair between his fingernails, “By the way, the only person who wears a sweater of this color and can commit murder without her suspicion is this person, Mr. Akira Kawabe.” ”

But just when Maori Kogoro stood up to look for the river, he found that the other party had long disappeared. _

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