Conan: Start as the God of Wisdom

This is the first time Conan chooses to close the rationality of a closed detective, because he believes in Rekatis, believes that the hero in his heart will not do anything to harm others, does not doubt him, desperately searches for evidence to prove his innocence, and even rummages through the trash can in the bathroom.

However, the more Conan tries to find evidence that Ray Cutis is not a prisoner, the more evidence that proves that he is a prisoner appears one after another.

The exhaust valve thrown in the trash, the gasless football hidden under the table, the changed clothes, the unexpected death message, and his little yawning and rubbing his legs... Damn it!

Why is this happening... The first time I met my favorite idol, and I encountered an interesting case, these two happy things were intertwined, and I should have had this dream-like happy time.

But why, is it like this?

What should he do if the person he likes has committed the most intolerable mistake he can't tolerate?

"Abominable!" Conan knelt down and punched the ground, "Damn it, you bastard!!" Hattori

Heiji walked up to Conan, didn't speak, turned and leaned against the wall and waited quietly, confident that Kudo would make the right choice.

Conan knelt on the ground with his head down, even his voice trembling, gritted his teeth and said: "Hattori, do me a favor..." In

the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, the hotel waiter has already begun to clean up the party venue.

Maori Kogoro said regretfully: "Alas, because of this case, the good opening party was ruined, and the three contestants finally drew lots on the spot to send autograph gifts, and this time it is gone."

"Xiaolan was so lucky to get the signature before the crime!" Distant Mountain and Ye looked at Maori Lan beside them.

Tu Chuan smiled and said: "Haha, this is called going down first!" Mao

Lilan hugged the signed jersey and smiled tightly.

The police have been searching for a long time, and celebrities from all walks of life at the scene can no longer sit still and have begun to stir.

Ray Katis offered to leave, but Officer Otaki tried his best to block it, how could he let the most suspect leave the scene.

However, they have not yet found evidence, and the neon police are not qualified to restrict the personal freedom of these foreigners at all, which is really abominable and humiliating!

Officer Otaki turned around and saw the leisurely Rabbit River, and he always felt that this little detective had something to say, as if he was hiding something.

Officer Otaki quickly shook his head, it is unlikely, these detectives can talk more than one, when they find the murderer, the whole world knows that it is impossible to hide.

Just when Officer Otaki was in a dilemma, Hattori Heiji suddenly stood up and said, "Officer Otaki, just let them go back!"

"But, Heiji..." Officer Otaki wanted to say that they couldn't let Ray Katis go, this bastard foreigner must be the murderer.

"By the way, Katis, I have something I want to ask you." Hattori Heiji walked up to Ray Katis and said, "There is a guy who really wants to see you, he is in the room where you were just staying, please fulfill him, because he is your number one fan." "

Huh?" Ray Cartis looked dazed.

But Hattori Heiji's words came to this, and in order to maintain his image of spoiling fans, Ray Katis had to go to the appointment.

Ray Katis looked horrified at the mechanism in front of the door, frightened by his native language: "Gosh! Who on earth did it？！

"Your technique is simple." A calm reasoning voice came from the stairs, "First open and fix the door of the house, then remove the sliding door of the cabinet, lean the sliding door against the light switch, and then clamp the mop rod between the sliding door and the switch, and set up the sliding door to leave a certain gap."

"Then you just kick the football downstairs, the ball hits the wall of the tarder, bounces over the lower half of the stairs, falls into the corridor downstairs, rolls all the way into the room, knocks down the mop, pulls the door backwards towards the light switch, and the room lights up."

"That's why we standing outside the building thought you turned on the lights in this room, didn't we, Cutis?"

Conan looked at Ray Katis with pain in his eyes as he personally sent the person he loved the most to prison.

"Such a simple thing, even my kid can do it once or twice, not to mention Ray Cutis in the former midfield, you can hit the target even with your eyes closed, right?"

"In this way, your alibi will not be established." Conan walked over to Ray Cutis with his head bowed.

Ray Katis was shocked in his heart and said, "Oh, little brother, are you joking?" "

Oh, my god！ What the hell, what kind of child is this, how can he do such a difficult action!?

Ray Katis quickly denied: "No, no, no, it's only three seconds from turning on the light to hearing the gunshot, and it's too late."

Conan went on to say, "You knocked on Ed McKay's door beforehand, then immediately turned back and kicked the football down, turned on the lights, ran back and shot him, three seconds is enough, and the only thing you can do this is to show up downstairs afterwards, Cutis."

Conan also took out the exhaust valve he found in the bathroom trash can and the football he found under the table, which are proof of this technique.

"No, these things are not mine." Ray Cutis would not easily plead guilty, "and the police did not find a gunsmoke reaction on me."

"Because you took off your coat and turned your shirt and pants over." Conan pushed open the bathroom door, "And the towels in the bathroom in this room are wet, which means that you washed the smoke from your face in the room."

Ray Katis was in a good mood, explaining: "No, you think too much, I'm just sweating."

"But the deceased said you were the murderer!" Conan couldn't hold back and endured the anger in his heart and said, "The deceased's left hand is a gesture of grabbing sushi, and his right hand is holding a belt, and in the code words of the price tag in the sushi restaurant, the code word of No. 8 is 'belt', that is, you, Ray Katis in the No. 8 jersey!"

Conan held the football and laughed miserably: "Haha, it's ridiculous, I originally wanted to prove your innocence, but why!" Why all the evidence tells me that you are the murderer! You say ah!! "