People in Kexue are the masterminds behind the scenes

Early the next morning, inside the Maori Detective Agency.

Seeing that Conan hadn't changed yet, Xiaolan put her hands on her hips and said angrily:"Conan, today is the first day of school. You can't be late. It will leave a bad impression on the teacher.""

"Wait a minute, Sister Xiaolan."

Conan was still holding a toothbrush in his hand and was staring at the TV, which was broadcasting the news about Fuchu Prison.

More than 30 serious criminals were killed and more than 20 people disappeared. This is simply the biggest murder case of this century.

Conan thought To learn more clues.

Bang!

Xiaolan punched him on the head and said angrily:"Children can't watch such bloody things. Go change clothes!"!"

"Yes, Sister Xiaolan."

Conan held his head in his hands, with a look of despair on his face....

At the same time, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Dozens of senior police bureaucrats from the General Affairs Section, Police Department, Criminal Affairs Department, and Security Department gathered together.

The atmosphere in the room was so gloomy that it seemed like water could be squeezed out of the air. The little policeman who delivered the documents almost collapsed to the ground after coming out of the conference room. terrible!

The big bosses gathered together and looked so sullen that it could scare someone into having a heart attack.

The young policeman thought this in his heart, and sympathized with Officer Megure who was reporting the search results inside.

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In the conference room, Mumu was wiping the sweat from his head with his hands.

Broken arms and limbs, two corpses, rivers of blood, the Fuzhong Prison shrouded in white mist......

The pictures plastered on the walls are simply appalling.

I have been busy since midnight until now, and I haven't even closed my eyelids.

"Mu Mu, please report the situation."

Shotaro Hakuba, who serves as the director of the Metropolitan Police Department, put a straight face on his sore forehead with his thumb.

"Hay."

Officer Memu bowed respectfully to the director and ministers and began to report the situation:

"At 0:43 this morning, we received a police call from an inmate at Fuzhong Prison."

"He said that in the prison, ghosts and gods were killing people, and many people died."

At this point, Memu paused, swallowed and said,"We thought it was ridiculous at first. Seeing that the phone number was indeed that of Fuzhong Prison, we lined up two patrolmen to go there."

"As a result, white fog enveloped the entire prison, and the guards inside were all drowsy."

"Inside the prison, all cell doors were opened, and the mutilated bodies of prisoners were everywhere........"

Mu Mu's description has been as objective as possible.

But all the police superintendents and ministers present here still feel numb after hearing this.

White mist, ghosts and gods, murdered prisoners......This sounds almost like a ghost legend, but it is actually true.

Even after saying this, Memu thoughtfully took out a painting and said,"Director Hakuba, this is a scene painted by a prisoner in the prison. He swore that the content on the painting was what he saw with his own eyes."

Hakuba Shotaro took it doubtfully.

When he saw the ghosts and gods in the painting, who were red as fire and had huge black wings, his pupils shrank suddenly and he murmured in a low voice:

"How can this be?!"......

"Finally got over it."

Half an hour later, Meguro came out of the conference room. He raised his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

It was not easy.

He usually had to rely on Brother Kudo to solve a murder case.

This kind of extraordinarily powerful Super murder case, how can it be so easy to find clues?

"Moreover, the murderer of this case is obviously extremely vicious, so it is best to hand it over to the Ministry of Public Security."

Mu Mu muttered in his heart, preparing to go home and catch up on some sleep.

But as soon as he walked out of the Metropolitan Police Department, reporters who had been waiting for a long time surrounded him, and the flash lights kept shining.

"Officer Megure, is there any progress in the Wutian Dog murder case in Fuzhong Prison? Can you reveal some details to us?"

"Officer Megure, is the murderer in this case really a ghost? Could it be that the prison inmates directed and acted it themselves?!"

"......"

These reporters kept pushing forward, and the microphones were almost shoved into Mumu's mouth.

"Everyone, I will notify you if there is any progress in the case."

"I have something else to do, so I’ll leave first."

Mumu quickly drove the car and ran away, but stopped again halfway.

"Anyway, reporters will soon expose all the details of this case. Why don't I inform Brother Kudo and ask him if he has any clues?"

Thinking of his external brain, Mu Mu thought for a while and decided to call him and reveal the details of the case.

Well.

He didn't want to make meritorious deeds.

He wanted to do justice!!