The mastermind behind Conan

"Well, the deceased is the owner of the real estate developer, Mr. Kenichiro Manaka, who was left with a sword in his back, and there is also a wound on his throat, and the reason for the death is that the steel sword pierced his throat and died directly. "

Officer Twilight looked at the corpse on the ground with a solemn face.

Eyes widened.

Pupils dilated.

The mouth opened wide, revealing two rows of yellowed teeth, and blood continued to flow down from the mouth.

The scene of death is exactly the same as the work of heavenly punishment hanging on the wall.

"You were the first to find the body?" Officer Twilight stared sharply at Takeshi Shiraishi and Akemi Miyano.

Because Takeshi Shiraishi is now wearing a humanoid skin mask, Officer Twilight doesn't recognize Takeshi Shiraishi.

"Yes, officer, we're meeting again!" Shiraishi replied, holding Akemi Miyano tightly in his arms.

"See each other again, we know each other?" officer Twilight wondered.

"Have you forgotten the officer? Last time we were in the Rice Flower Library, we met," Shiraishi said.

"Rice Flower Library, hiss... Oh, oh, I see, you seem to be Mr. Takeshi Ashbara, right?"

"Yes!" Shiraishi nodded.

"Mr. Graybara, Ms. Graybara, when you found the body, did you witness any suspicious people?" Officer Twilight asked solemnly.

"Nope!"

Takeshi Shiraishi replied very conclusively, "Because my profession is a detective, after I found the body, I immediately asked Akemi to run to inform Director Ochiai and the others, and turned on the lights in this exhibition hall. During this time, I didn't see anyone leave the door. Unless there are other secret doors in this exhibition hall!"

"Well, Mr. Gray Yuan is a detective!

Officer Twilight nodded and asked sharply at Director Ochiai, "Is there any other entrance to this Hell Exhibition Hall besides the main entrance?"

"No, no, there's just this one entrance!"

Director Ochiai said with certainty, and then as if he remembered something, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the ceiling of the exhibition hall: "Officer! Maybe that monitor has recorded the murderer! Because we have always had video surveillance!"

"Hmm-" Officer Twilight glanced up at the camera, and a crowd rushed to the museum's guardhouse.

"Ahh

"Hehe... This murderer is really stupid, the murder process has been recorded, so don't you know who the murderer is?"

"Ahh

"Shhhh

"It's the deceased, Mr. Kenichiro Manaka..."

"He looks like he's looking for someone?"

"Stopped in front of a piece of armor!"

"Who the hell is the murderer?Come out! I want to remember your face!" Everyone stared at the screen, waiting for the killer to appear.

The next moment!

In the video.

Inside the dimly lit exhibition hall of hell.

"It's moving!" Takeshi Shiraishi playfully stared at the armored puppet behind Kenichiro Manaka who was flickering with cold light and holding a sharp sword.

Its head suddenly moved slightly.

"Huh-"

"Huh!?"

"What??"

"What!!"

Just as everyone exclaimed in horror, on the screen.

The armored puppet behind Kenichiro Manaka slowly raised the sharp steel sword in his hand.

Swing down with one blow.

It was directly slashed on the back of Kenichiro Manaka, who was unsuspecting.

Kenichiro Manaka fell to the ground, looking at the armor puppet with a frightened face, and then the steel sword in the armor puppet's hand fell, and the sharp and ruthless tip of the sword plunged directly into his neck.

"The helmet, the armor actually moved on its own?!" Officer Twilight looked incredulous.

"Damnation, this damnation, even God is going to kill him and stop him from harming the artworks in the art museum!"

"A knife in the throat,!"

Shiraishi frowned, quickly replaying the video content in his mind, and thought: "If I remember correctly, Akemi and I saw a no-pass sign placed on the road leading to the exhibition hall at about nine o'clock in the morning, and then at ten o'clock, after visiting all the exhibition halls, it was already removed. "

"Hmm... Judging from the video, the time of the crime was around half past nine, and the notice board should have been the murderer's prevention. "

Officer Twilight's face was full of seriousness: "The murderer must have put up a sign in advance to avoid people's eyes, and then wear armor to lurk in this exhibition hall, and wait until the boss of the real middle school appears to take advantage of his unpreparedness to commit murder!"

"Officer, I think the boss should have come to the appointment, to make an appointment with the murderer!"

"What?, Mr. Graybara, why do you say that?" officer Twilight wondered.

"Please watch the video carefully, Boss Manaka has been looking around quickly since he entered the exhibition hall, so it is absolutely impossible to be admiring the artwork, plus he has been looking at his watch, this should be evidence that he has made an appointment with someone to meet here!" said Shiraishi confidently.

"Well, that's reasonable—" Officer Twilight nodded in agreement.

"From this point of view, the murderer is very aware of the relationship between the location of the sign, the placement of the armor and the location of the crime scene, and the murderer is quite familiar with the museum, which means that the murderer is among you museum staff!" Shiraishi confidently speculated.

"What!?"

"How could it be us?"

"I, you don't want to spew blood!"

Director Ochiai and the staff of dozens of art museums retorted with ugly faces.

And at this time, Bai Shiwu said again: "Moreover, the deceased left a death message before he died!"

"Death, death, news!" Officer Twilight hurriedly looked.

"Yes. You see in the video, when the murderer slashed for the first time, he accidentally fell in front of the boss of Manaka, and the boss of Manaka, as if he had noticed something, tore off the cards on the wall, and picked up the pen on the ground - wrote something!!"

The voice fell.

Officer Twilight's eyes widened, staring at the movements of the deceased on the screen.

"I lost my pen when I was done!"

"And with his hands... I crumpled the paper into a ball and crumpled it in my hand..."

"Could it be that piece of paper..."

"It's still in the hands of Boss Manaka!!"

"This guy, why does it give me a feeling of Brother Shiraishi, is the current detective's observation so strong?"

Officer Twilight glanced at Takeshi Shiraishi deeply, and the figure of Maori Kogoro suddenly appeared in his mind, and hurriedly rejected his conjecture just now: "No, no, no, sure enough, the detectives are also mixed!"

(Two more to ask for automatic full order!)