The mastermind behind Conan

"Brother Shiraishi, you said you already know who the real murderer is!?" Officer Twilight hurriedly cast his gaze.

"Yes!"

The corners of Bai Shiwu's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes were blazing: "The murderer who placed explosives in his briefcase is among our group!"

"What!"

"The murderer is among us?"

"Mr. Shiraishi, what do you mean by that..."

"Brother Shiraishi, who is the murderer who planted the explosives!?" Officer Twilight hurriedly asked.

"Officer Twilight, don't worry, before I tell me the real murderer, I want to confirm whether my reasoning is wrong!"

Takeshi Shiraishi said, casting his gaze on the three Nakajima who were standing together.

"Mr. Shiraishi, what do you mean by that!?" asked Ueda Koji, confused.

"Yes, yes, Shiroishi-sama, do you think that the people who planted the explosives are among us!?" said Nakajima Hideaki with a nervous face.

"How could we kill the dead, we don't know that person at all, you say yes, Detective Shiraishi, hehehe..."

"I haven't said anything yet?Mr. Nakajima, and Mr. Takeshita, why do you seem so weak-hearted!?" said Takeshi Shiraishi, with a playful smile.

"What! What are you kidding, this is an explosion murder! How could I not panic!"

Takeshita Yuxing couldn't help but shout loudly, and then turned to Nakajima Hideaki and asked, "You're right, Nakajima, you're also flustered now!

"It's... Yes, Detective Shiraishi!" Hideaki Nakajima nodded hurriedly.

"Mr. Takeshita, your reaction is just too great. Even if you're suspected, you won't suddenly become so irritable!"

Shiraishi Wu stared at him playfully, and continued: "At this time, according to Lucian Freud's theory of psychological research, people with weak hearts, in order to make others not feel their own weak hearts, will unconsciously raise their voices, and they are easy to become very irritable. "

"W-what! What bullshit, I'm just afraid that you'll frame me as a murderer who planted explosives in my briefcase, so I'll raise my voice to refute you!"

Shiraishi's words seemed to be stepping on Takeshita Yuxing's pain, and he hurriedly yelled at Shiraishi.

"Shhhh

"You, you... Cut, I'm too lazy to explain it to you!" Takeshita Yuxing snorted angrily.

But unconsciously.

With the conversation between Takeshi Shiraishi and Yuxing Takeshita.

The other people around were looking into Takeshita's eyes, full of suspicion.

"Mr. Takeshita, Mr. Nakajima, and Mr. Ueda—"

After a brief silence, Takeshi Shiraishi suddenly shouted.

"Yes, yes Detective Shiraishi!"

"How, what's wrong..."

"What's the matter with you!?"

Everyone looked at the three of them again, and the three of them responded to Shiraishi in different tones.

"Can I trouble you to take out the number plate where your briefcase is stored at the counter and show it to everyone!?"

As soon as the words fell, Takeshi Shiraishi noticed that the faces of Hideaki Nakajima and Yuxing Takeshita changed suddenly.

"Problematic !!" Conan apparently also noticed the change in the expressions of the two men.

"Okay, okay!" Ueda Koji didn't think about it, and took out the number plate directly.

"Officer Twilight, can you help me see if Mr. Ueda's number plate is number 99!" said Takeshi Shiraishi.

"No problem, Brother Shiraishi!" Officer Twilight walked over, took the number plate, glanced at it, and said, "Yes, Mr. Ueda's number plate is number 99!"

"Number Plate!Number Plate!Number Plate!!"

At this time, Conan on the side suddenly realized, "If I remember correctly, when the deceased took his briefcase at the counter, he used the number 98 number plate! It turns out that the murderer is really Yuxing Takeshita!"

Conan had an idea.

glanced at the drunken Maori Kogoro who was sitting in a seat not far away, and whispered in his heart: "Uncle Maori, I'm sorry!"

Quickly walked over, the anesthetic needle was pierced, and Maori Kogoro fell into a complete coma, then clenched his fists, glanced at Takeshi Shiraishi proudly, and quickly hid behind a row of vending machines behind Maori Kogoro.

"Bai Shiwu, you guy, you like to show off so much, you just tell who the murderer is earlier, you must show your reasoning. Next, let me Kudo Shinichi reveal the mystery!"

Conan took a deep breath, then used his voice-changing bow tie and said, "Officer Twilight! Brother Shiraishi, don't say any more, in fact, I have already seen through who the murderer of this case is!"

"What!"

"Mr. Maori..."

"Dad, when are you?"

"Brother Maori, you're drunk, don't mess around," Officer Twilight said, with a black line on his face.

"Officer Twilight, please listen to me carefully!"

Conan couldn't wait to see Shiraishi Takeshi's deflated expression, and quickly said without considering other doubts:

"You probably don't know, Officer Twilight. While we were queuing up to get our numbered tickets. I'm number 96, Brother Shiraishi is number 100, and Nakajima, Takeshita and Ueda, who came in halfway, have 97, 98, and 99 respectively!"

"Is that so?" Officer Twilight stared at the three men with serious eyes.

"Yes, yes," the three nodded.

"And what does that mean, Brother Maori?" Officer Twilight wondered.

"But—when the deceased picked up his briefcase at the counter before he died, he used number 98 plate!, right, Conan?"

Conan once again directed and acted by himself, jumped out from behind the vending machine, and said with an innocent face: "Yes, Uncle Maori, I can see very clearly, that black-clothed monster (No. is good) is using number plate 98! Uncle Shiraishi should have noticed it at that time!"

"Yes, the deceased did use the number 98 plate that should have been in Mr. Takeshita's hand, and this is exactly what I just wanted to say!" Shiraishi Takeshi glanced at Conan, who had a victorious look on his face, and nodded.

Conan also seemed to feel Shiraishi Takeshi's gaze, stared at his glasses wide, and smiled at Shiraishi Takeshi proudly, as if to say, "I! win!

"Hmph, it's too early to be proud, Shinichi Kudo... This time, you lost again, you were really in too much of a hurry, you made a fatal mistake!" Shiraishi licked his lips playfully.

At this time, Officer Twilight stared at Takeshita Yuxing with an unkind face, and said sharply: "The evidence is conclusive, Takeshita Yuxing, do you have anything else you want to explain!?"

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