Detectives of Detective World

In the dark alley, a small scooter began to slowly start.

Calmness, expectation, scrutiny, uneasiness...

Everyone looked at the motorcycle moving forward with very different expressions.

Under such circumstances, Takagi's motorcycle slowly began to accelerate.

When he was still more than ten meters away from the road ahead, Takagi suddenly pressed the accelerator, and the motorcycle rushed towards the road at top speed.

"Bang!"

The moment the motorcycle drove out of the alley, a dull collision came from the guardrail in the opposite direction, and then the motorcycle was violently violent. The impact made Takagi unconsciously lean back.

He yelled unconsciously, and then quickly put his feet on the ground to stabilize his balance.

The people standing at the guardrail could see everything clearly.

Because the fishing line bypasses the guardrail, the motorcycle pulling the wheelchair must first pass through the pillars of the guardrail before it can be driven by force.

So at the beginning, the wheelchair approached in the opposite direction to the motorcycle.

Driven by the fishing line, the motorcycle pulled the wheelchair and gradually accelerated. Finally, due to its size, the wheelchair suddenly hit the guardrail of the road.

The level of the wheelchair that had been raised a long time ago was already higher than the guardrail on the roadside. When the wheelchair traveling at high speed hit the guardrail on the road, a strong force naturally acted on the cement bag on the chair.

I saw that under this powerful inertial kinetic energy, the cement bags weighing 90 kilograms bundled together were directly thrown away by this force.

Under the gaze of everyone, the cement bag crossed the road below and fell directly to the garbage dump on the bottom floor.

"Bang!"

The sound of heavy objects falling on the garbage bags was heard. After seeing this, the patrolman on the side quickly picked up the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and reported: "Police Officer Tang Ze, the cement bag fell on the garbage bag as you said." The garbage is piling up!”

"Looks like the plan worked."

Tang Ze, who was holding a walkie-talkie, smiled at everyone as he listened to the report from his men. He had previously turned up the volume of the report so that everyone present could hear it clearly.

Only Hayasaka Miyo's face turned pale and he was dripping with cold sweat.

"Now, Lawyer Fei Yingli, you should understand what tactics the other party used."

Tangze looked at Fei Yingli, who had an ugly expression on his side, and said, "Using this method, as long as you accelerate and hit the guardrail, the law of inertia will generate power and eject the body on the chair.

Then it was ready to fall to the garbage dumping point separated by two levels in the middle. At the same time, due to this huge force, the tied fishing line would also break.

And this is just a means to successfully dump the body. If you continue to push the motorcycle towards the convenience store, you will pull the line tied for the second time.

Because there was no binding around the pillar this time, the fishing line directly pulled the wheelchair towards the alley, and soon pulled the wheelchair back to the back door of the beauty salon. "

"Then the three sounds we heard before, "bang", "plop" and "gurgling", are the sounds of the wheelchair hitting the guardrail, the body hitting the garbage pile, and the wheelchair being withdrawn after a hit!"

Mouri Kogoro suddenly said: "It is precisely because of this that there are slender cutting patterns on the guardrails and road sign posts.

Those should be the marks cut by the fishing line when it is rubbed at high speed. "

"But you seem to have overlooked something."

At this moment, Fei Yingli suddenly said: "The cement bag you prepared is not a real person after all. If it were a real corpse sitting on a chair, when the corpse was thrown away, would its feet be stuck on the guardrail?

If that's the case, I'm afraid it's not that easy to eject the body to the bottom layer, right? "

"Of course I thought of this, but I think Ms. Hasaka sat the victim on a chair with her legs crossed."

Tangze smiled and said: "As for adjusting the chair to the highest position, it is also to prevent it from getting stuck on the guardrail when I leave myself alone."

"Then, Tangze Criminal, why did you say you found the circular dust piled up on the ground..." Xiaolan asked in confusion.

"This is actually very simple."

Karasawa smiled and said, "When Ms. Hayasaka was riding her bicycle back from the convenience store, the fishing line tied behind her turned into a "U" shape.

The fishing line was then dragged by the motorcycle, gathering dust and garbage on the ground. "

"As for what the convenience store employee said about the motorcycle stalling, it was probably because the wheelchair hit the guardrail."

Takagi said: "When I was experimenting just now, the motorcycle got stuck suddenly. I guess it was because the clerk was present, so I pretended that the motorcycle was malfunctioning."

"You say that, do you have any evidence?"

Miyo Hayasaka covered his right arm with his left hand and subconsciously made a defensive gesture. He was obviously extremely uneasy: "Even if this method can be implemented, you can't be sure that it was me who killed him!

Criminal cases require evidence, right? If that's the case, then show us the evidence!

It's all fictitious reasoning. They regard me as a criminal without any evidence. Don't you think it's a bit too much! ?

You say so, lawyer Fei Yingli! "

coming! coming!

The classic prisoner begging for a hammer!

When Karasawa saw Miyo Hayasaka who still refused to give up, he kept complaining in his heart, but he was not angry at all and instead looked at the other party as being kind to him.

For Tangze, who had just experienced a battle of wits and courage with the black organization, now that he was solving the first ordinary case after the main line, his mentality was a bit like completing daily tasks.

Now seeing such a classic request from the prisoner, how could Tangze not satisfy it.

But just when he was about to open his mouth and completely shut up Habasaka Minato, Feiyingli on the side looked at Habasaka Minato and said coldly:

“According to Article 239 of the Civil Code, if an item without ownership is acquired consciously, ownership will automatically default to it.

In other words, if the garbage you throw into the garbage dump is needed by someone, it will automatically become the other person's property. "

"What do you mean..." Miyoshi Yosaka looked at the other party's cold eyes and said tremblingly.

"In other words, we have the right to search the evidence you discarded without a search warrant."

Being robbed of the decisive blow, Tang Ze was beaten to death by Fei Yingli, but he also understood the opponent's mood.

Looking at the confused expression on Miyoshi Hayasaka's face, Karasawa continued to step forward to finish the attack: "I think after committing the crime, you must want to get rid of the blood-stained items as soon as possible, right?

In other words, those towels or other items you threw away that may be stained with blood can now be directly investigated by us.

So, do you want to come with us to witness the results? "

Hearing Karasawa's words, Hayasaka Miyo seemed to have lost his mental support. He was shaky and almost unsteady, and finally leaned against the wall next to him.

"Looking at how you look now, it seems like you don't need to go out of your way to confirm."

Feili looked at Hazaka Minashi with a cold expression: "I'm really disappointed in you, you actually took advantage of me in order to create your own alibi.

I'm afraid you called Mr. Nagasaku to the beauty salon before me, and then took advantage of the ten minutes I was dyeing my hair to kill Mr. Nagasaku, and then used the same technique to dispose of his body.

But because I was too anxious to remove the fishing line tied to the chair, I did not lower the seat height.

Because you want Mr. Nagasaku's body to be discovered quickly, and you don't want to continue to expand the scope of the estimated time of death. "

"Because the person he is engaged to is not you, are you going to kill him?" Tang Ze shook his head slightly: "Why are you so obsessed with it?"

"Actually, I don't hate him too much. The person I hate is the female artist who is engaged to him."

There was a ferocious expression on Miyoshi Hayasaka's face: "She actually took advantage of the conflict between me and him and the cold war to deliberately get close to him when we didn't meet, and she even took the opportunity to make an engagement with him!"

"Then it's the female artist you should be seeking revenge on. Why did you kill Mr. Nagasaku?" Tangze couldn't figure out the other person's thinking.

"You probably don't know that when he debuted as a fighter, he actually had short black hair."

Hayasaka Minashiro said: "And the one who made him keep his medium-long hair and dye it blonde was that woman!

When I looked at that hairstyle, the anger in my heart couldn't stop burning. I couldn't swallow this breath!

It felt like I had to do what that woman ordered!

Looking at him looking at everything with a satisfied face, the humiliation and pain made me crazy! "

Listening to Hayasaka Miyo's slightly bizarre reason, Karasawa didn't find it ridiculous. He had psychological literacy, but he could understand the other person's inner world.

Barbering is her profession and her life. Perhaps for her, giving her sweetheart a haircut is a way to express her love.

The female artist's practice of asking the deceased to change her hairstyle was undoubtedly a face-to-face NTR for her.

If it was just like this, then forget it. After all, the two of them had broken up and it would be fine if they didn't interact with each other in the future.

However, Nagasaku came to her for a haircut, just like the small CD sent by the woman in the animation.

NTR exploded okay!

"If that's the case, then why don't you refuse?" Although Tang Ze understood, he didn't understand why the other party didn't just "break up". Out of sight, out of mind, this trouble would be gone.

"I want to cut his hair for the rest of my life. This is the agreement I made with him when I became a beautician."

After hearing what Karasawa said, Hayasaka Minyo said excitedly: "Yes, actually I just don't want anyone to cut his hair, and I don't want to cut his hair anymore...

So, that’s what I did…”

"Because you couldn't find a solution to the conflict between the two feelings, did you choose to destroy the root cause?"

Tangze sighed, patted her and said, "Let's go, let's go to the police station to talk about the rest."

On the side, Takagi heard the words and came to Hayasaka Minato. She wiped her tears and looked at Feili when she was about to turn around: "I advise you to be careful, Lawyer Feili."

Looking at everyone's puzzled looks, Hazaka Minashi smiled and said: "When he and I first started, we just quarreled over trivial matters.

In the final analysis, it was just out of boredom, but in the end it turned into this irreversible ending..."

"Okay, let's go." Takagi patted Hayasaka Miyo on the shoulder and led her towards the police car.

Hayasaka Minato didn't resist and walked forward.

But after taking two steps, she stopped again and pretended to regret: "It's really a pity to say that from today on, I can no longer listen to the love story between you and your husband. .”

"Love story?!" Xiaolan looked at her mother stupidly upon hearing this.

"No, those are not..." Feili blushed and retorted quickly: "That kind of thing is not a love story at all!"

But Hayasaka Miyo smiled and didn't answer, then turned and left.

Feili wanted to say something, but the next moment, Mouri Kogoro's question came from behind: "Is this true?"

"You idiot, how is that possible!" Feili said harshly.

"Is it true?" Mouri Kogoro, who was carrying Feili on his back, turned his head slightly and looked at Feili, and asked again with a serious expression.

Looking at Mouri Kogoro with a serious look on his face, at this moment, Feili felt shy unconsciously, and the harsh words were on his lips but he couldn't say anything.

Xiaolan on the side shook her head left and right and looked at her parents on both sides, with a hint of expectant smile on her lips.

This atmosphere made her feel that today might be the moment when her long-cherished wish would come true!

"You'd better be careful, something will go wrong every time." Tang Ze, who was eating melon on the side, couldn't understand the follow-up routine, and stood beside Xiaolan and warned in a low voice.

"Ah, yes!" Xiaolan woke up from her excitement when she heard this, and looked at Mouri Kogoro with a serious face.

Xiaolan, who was in combat mode, immediately heard the ringtone of the mobile phone on Mouri Kogoro's body, and snatched it away the moment her father took out his mobile phone.

"What are you doing!" Mouri Kogoro looked at Xiaolan angrily.

"You go to mom's place!" Xiaolan hung up the phone and pushed her father in front of Fei Miles.

"Yes... that's right... did it cause you any trouble?!"

Seeing Moori Kogoro being pushed over by his daughter, Feili yelled as if he had broken a jar and gave up on himself.

"..."

Looking at the shy Feili in front of him, Mouri Kogoro was stunned for a moment. For a moment, he even forgot about the mobile phone that Xiaolan had taken away.

"No... no trouble..." Mouri Kogoro stretched out his hand to scratch his cheek and did not dare to look at Feili: "Shall we go to dinner?"

"Ah good…"

Feili no longer had the strength of the strong woman before, and she softly responded to Mouri Kogoro's words.

As if he couldn't bear the awkward and sweet atmosphere, Mouri Kogoro looked at Xiaolan and shouted: "Who called just now?"

"Dad, your friend said he was inviting you to dinner after winning the lottery." Xiaolan smiled and hugged her parents' arms and said, "I refused for you, saying it was a family dinner."

"Why did you refuse for me without permission?" Although Mouri Kogoro said this, there was no sign of anger on his face.

"You are really known for your foresight." Conan looked at the three people's backs and smiled: "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have ruined the atmosphere today."

"It's the experience that has been summed up many times." Tang Ze smiled and said: "That's it, see you later."

"Ah, see you later." Conan waved his hand and trotted after the three of them.