Conan: When I Be Gin's Brother

Kazuha quickly found Conan and Hattori, pushed the motorcycle and waved to the two of them, "Hey! Heiji, here it is!"

Across the street, Conan and Heiji also saw Kazuha pushing a motorcycle towards them, and quickly ran a few steps to catch up.

"Thank you~ Kazuha, that's a big help!" Hattori took the motorcycle, picked up the helmet on the back seat, threw one to Conan, and took one with him.

The two of them sat on the motorcycle, Conan hugged Hattori's waist, "Okay, let's go quickly, it's getting late now!"

"Hey, wait a minute, you two!" Seeing that the two were about to set off, He Ye quickly stopped and asked: "Are you still going to pursue the case so late? Isn't it too dangerous..."

Before he finished speaking, Hattori started his motorcycle and interrupted Kazuha: "It's okay. I still have the amulet you gave me."

"Huh? Eh..." He Ye was stunned.

Although Hattori's words were just to leave quickly, this sentence had another meaning in Kazuya's ears.

"Because the amulet you gave me is with me, so I will be safe and sound!"

This sounds like something a boyfriend and girlfriend talk about!

Is it possible that Heiji treats him, too...!

Kazuya's ears suddenly turned a little red. For a moment, he didn't know how to reply to Hattori, and his voice became hesitant.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when she lowered her head and hesitated, Hattori hit the accelerator and drove away in a whoosh, leaving Kazuha alone in the motorcycle exhaust and dust.

"Ah! Heiji!" Kazuha stomped on the spot depressedly, looking angrily in the direction Hattori left, "I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"Really..."

But Hattori didn't seem to hear the roar behind him at all.

…

The two people rode motorcycles and quickly arrived at the downstairs of Sumie Okazaki. Because of the shooting incident of Officer Sakata, no other police officers came to ask him about the serial murder case for a while.

However, this time he knocked on the door, Okazaki Sumie did not turn away the two of them. After knowing that they were working together with the Osaka police to investigate a serial murder case, he obviously became less worried about them.

"So it's you, please come in!" Sumie Okazaki welcomed the two of them into the room.

Conan observed Okazaki Sumie's expression, which seemed to be much more relaxed than when he saw her at noon, and his expression was not so nervous and frightened.

Not many serial murderers have been caught yet, so it's a bit strange that her mood changes so quickly.

"Excuse me." Hattori and Conan got straight to the point and started asking about the serial murder case. "Can you tell us what Ms. Okazaki wanted to tell the police before? Maybe there will be something very important.

Clues can help us solve the case."

When mentioning the serial murder incident, Okazaki Sumie's face paled obviously. "Actually, I received a call from the prisoner. He asked me to arrive at the designated place before noon, otherwise he would kill me..."

Hattori's expression was serious, "When did the prisoner call you?"

"It was probably around 12 o'clock at noon." Okazaki Sumie's face turned pale. "Then I rushed to the building as he requested and saw the body falling from the sky."

"This must be revenge! It's revenge!" She suddenly started to get excited, and Hattori quickly comforted her, "Calm down a little first. After you got home, did the murderer still call you?"

Okazaki Sumie calmed down and said, "Yes, about thirty minutes before you called, officers, the prisoner called me again and threatened me that I would be the next one to be killed."

"Then you came to see me. After that, that person never called me again, and I never left the house."

When Conan heard this, he seemed to understand a little more about the change in Okazaki Sumie's mood. He hadn't received a call from the prisoner since the afternoon, and the tension and uneasiness in his heart would be somewhat relieved.

The two thought that today's conversation would end here, but Okazaki's words were obviously not finished yet. She hesitated for a moment and said to them: "Actually, the few people who were killed by serial murderers before were all in the past twenty years.

Someone who attended driving school training with me before."

Hattori frowned, "Driving school training?"

"Yes, I still have photos here from when I was training with Okazaki." Sumie Okazaki picked up the group photo that had been prepared and handed it to the two of them.

Conan took it and found that there were indeed victims on it, including Sumie Okazaki and Sotaro Goji. In addition, the female boss who had no relationship with the other victims also appeared in the photo.

Hattori tilted his head and looked at the photo, "So when I say 'through the wallet', does it actually refer to the driver's license..."

"That's probably it." Conan nodded, looking at the photo, his eyes suddenly froze, and he stared closely at one of the people in the lower right corner of the photo, "Hey Hattori! Look at this person..."

Hattori took a closer look and his face became solemn, "Isn't this Numabuchi Kiichiro?!"

"The hunted robber and murderer!"

"Is he the murderer of these incidents?!" Hattori and Conan looked at each other, feeling that the truth of the matter was not far away from them.

But Conan still had some doubts as he stared at the photo. If Kiichiro Numabuchi was really the criminal, then why did he kill the driving school classmates who had participated in the training camp with him?

Thinking of this, Conan asked Sumie Okazaki curiously, "Has this person been bullied by his classmates in the driving school before?"

Okazaki Sumie was stunned, "Huh? No."

She looked at the person in the photo, as if mobilizing her memories, thought for a while, and continued to answer: "To be honest, I don't have much impression of this person. I remember that when he participated in the training camp, he basically didn't interact with other people.

Talk and stay alone."

Conan nodded, held his chin and fell into deep thought again. This was strange. There was no hatred, so why did Kiichiro Numa want to kill them...

"But... something did happen during the training." Okazaki Sumie pursed her lips as if she had made a strong determination. She took the photo on the table and pointed at the very majestic-looking person above.

"After the training that year, our training instructor actually died in a traffic accident."

"It was actually a few of us who killed the instructor back then, but because of the presence of the Township Secretary, the matter was finally suppressed and was just attributed to an ordinary traffic accident. The few of us who made mistakes have always regarded this matter as

It’s something that weighs heavily on my heart.”

"But so many things are happening now. People who experienced that back then are all dead one by one." The more she spoke, the more her hands shook, and her voice trembled. "This must be retribution from God. If I can

To avoid being killed, I would rather go to jail! Please! Take me away!"

"Help me……"

She deeply regretted what she did back then. Okazaki Sumie lowered her head and her hands kept shaking.

After twenty years of suffering, tears of repentance finally shed from the corners of her eyes.