The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Chapter 690 Belmod, you are such a bourbon!

After Mouri Kogoro was pronounced guilty of homicide, everyone immediately aroused doubts.

Yazi: "Kill him?"

Fenchuan: "What?"

A hunter man who has not yet appeared in the villa: "Who do you think you are? You are not a policeman."

Mouri Kogoro squatted in front of the corpse in a deep voice, and while using primitive methods to examine the corpse, he said: "You're right, I'm no longer a policeman, but I used to be a policeman."

"My dear, Kogoro Moori, your current occupation is a private detective."

Mouri Kogoro's formal self-introduction was like a ground-breaking surprise. Everyone in the villa immediately opened their mouths in spite of the cold wind, and their surprised expressions were not concealed at all.

"You are Kogoro Mouri!"

"That famous detective"

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Intimidated by Kogoro Mouri's reputation, no one in the villa dared to step forward, otherwise they would be labeled as destroying the murder scene, which is no joke.

But in this case, there is one person who is not afraid of authority.

"That man, how could he get over?" shouted another hunter man who did not appear in the villa.

Qin Zhibo looked around and found that he was closer to the corpse.

"You mean me? I am"

Before Qin Zhibo could finish speaking, Mouri Kogoro took the initiative to introduce.

"His name is Qin Zhibo, and he is also a detective."

It was very rare for Mouri Kogoro to introduce Qin Zhibo. Although the introduction was very simple, this person was also a heavyweight.

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"Qin Zhibo and Mouri Kogoro"

"Two Detectives"

After all, the old woman in the villa was an old man and had seen a lot. She quickly regained her composure and asked, "Then do you already know who the murderer is?"

Mouri Kogoro took over directly, "No, such a low temperature froze the body. Not only was it impossible to estimate the time of his death, but even the murderer's footprints were covered by the wind and snow."

Because Conan didn't come, behind Kogoro Mouri there were only the footprints of himself and Qin Zhibo.

"However, Mr. Futagaki was still wearing windproof sunglasses over his eyes, which means that he was probably killed during the day when the snow was not falling. Otherwise, it would be too dangerous to move around in the snowy night with these sunglasses on. "

"As expected of a famous detective, he is indeed extraordinary."

The old woman did not hesitate to praise her, making Mouri Kogoro smile confidently.

"This kind of reasoning is nothing, it's just the first step in the investigation."

Just when Mouri Kogoro was feeling a little distracted, Qin Zhibo's voice floated faintly from the side.

"That's not right, Detective Mori."

"Look at the murderer's left eye. There is a contact lens in it, but there is no contact lens in the right eye."

Mouri Kogoro squatted down and took a closer look, "That's true, but what does this mean?"

Qin Zhibo smiled slightly and continued his analysis: "The murderer probably happened to knock off the contact lens in his right eye when he hit Mr. Eryuan."

"That means Mr. Futagaki was not wearing sunglasses at that time, otherwise the contact lens would have fallen into the sunglasses instead of disappearing. The murderer only put on sunglasses after killing him."

"In this way, Mr. Futagaki's death time will be after the snow falls."

Under Qin Zhibo's reasoning, Maori Kogoro could only be speechless.

In fact, Qin Zhibo was able to discover this not because of the investigation point, but because he happened to use the guard totem to see that Er Yuan was still alive after the snow began to fall.

He was not wearing sunglasses at that time.

In this way, the only remaining murderers are Ako, Fenikawa, who was looking for someone in the mountains and forests after the snow started falling, and the two hunters who have only shown up now.

Well, I just excluded an old woman in a villa.

In fact, with the height of the old woman in the villa, it would be difficult to hit Er Yuan on the head with a wooden stick.

"The snow is getting heavier and heavier now, let's go back first."

"Just keep the body here and don't move. You can take the camera back and see what might be captured inside."

With that said, Qin Zhibo took off the only investigation point on Er Yuan's body, which was the camera hanging around his neck.

After doing this, everyone set foot on the road back to the villa.

And in the darkness not far away, a dark figure was waiting for an opportunity.

Tokyo, Mihua Central Building.

Rose petals float on the water in the bathtub of a luxury hotel room.

Under the water, there is a body that can be called perfect.

Looking at the city night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Belmode picked up a petal from the water and played with it in his hand.

After a while, Belmode lifted his right leg out of the water.

The slender and well-proportioned water parted the light pink water, and the jade fingers caressed it carefully, brushing away the rose petals attached to it.

This voluptuous scene is enough to make any normal-minded man in the world bleed from the nose.

In the film and television industry, some celebrities who are famous for certain body parts will buy special insurance for these body parts, such as hands, buttocks, legs, etc.

But every inch of Belmod's skin is worth buying sky-high insurance, and insurance companies can't even measure it with the value of a human body.

Because she is like a piece of beautiful jade, a pure and flawless jade that is rare for humans.

Any flaw or bump on the beautiful jade is a fatal flaw.

No one is perfect.

But in terms of appearance, Belmode is impeccable.

Even if he is a little picky, Belmode still has the art of disguise to make up for these shortcomings.

After taking a bath, Belmod picked up a bath towel from the side, wrapped it around his body, and walked out of the bathroom, which was decorated with the night view outside the window.

Although Bellmode is still using the identity of Tomoe Ainde, he occasionally returns to the Rice Flower Central Building to give the paparazzi some shots to capture.

Celebrities need to be like this. Never appear in the public eye, and the outside world will speculate that something may have happened to you.

News like this may appear in gossip entertainment newspapers and magazines - popular American actress Chris Wynyard disappeared after attending the memorial service of director Sake Maki in Japan. Is she suspected of getting married?

Or kidnapped?

Banned?

Caught committing a crime?

This is the bad thing about celebrities. Wherever they go, they will be photographed under the flashlight and become the focus of discussions.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. Even if Belmod's face is not given any special status, it will attract countless eyes just walking on the street and attract the pursuit of talent scouts.

Therefore, Belmod learned disguise from the world-class magician Kuroba Toichi, which can also be called the one-second head-changing technique.

With this technique, Belmode truly began to switch his identity smoothly.

Hence the nickname "The Witch with a Thousand Faces" for men, women, beauties, mortals, old men, and crones.

Anyone who sees her disguise skills can't help but exclaim, and even like Calvados, they are willing to prostrate themselves under the pomegranate skirt.

She knows magic, right?

It makes me unable to extricate myself, and I don’t know how to rein in the cliff.

After walking out of the bathroom, Belmode returned to the bedroom, raised a glass of vermouth that had been poured on the small round table, and gently put it into his throat.

It is Belmode's habit to drink before going to bed.

Because Belmode has suffered from insomnia for a long time, he needs to be tipsy to fall asleep.

As for the reason for insomnia, it has to do with some personal experiences of Belmod that are different from ordinary people.

After taking a sip of wine, Belmode sat leisurely on the chair, picked up today's newspaper at hand, and opened it to see if there was any news to pass the time.

It didn't matter as soon as he flipped through the newspaper, Belmode saw an acquaintance at a glance.

It's Toru Amuro.

Toru Amuro was hugged by a short-haired female high school student wearing a hairpin. The distance between the two seemed very intimate.

Belmode: You are such a bourbon!