The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

When the police officers from the first search section arrived at the exhibition hall, the scene where the isolation tape had been drawn had already been cleared. Several police officers were gesturing around the corpse, discussing how to remove the deceased who was impaled on the wall.

Tang Ze looked up at the deceased and remained silent.

"Classmate Tang Ze, are you okay?" After realizing that Tang Ze was an outsider and had never experienced any murder scenes, Mao Lilan patted his back gently, worried that he would be psychologically affected by the tragic death of the corpse.

"Huh?" Tang Ze came back to his senses, "Oh, it's okay, I just feel like the murderer is quite powerful."

"Ah?" Mao Lilan was startled.

"Is that an art display sword?" Tangze pointed to the two-handed sword inserted there, "It's not that sharp, and it's a heavy iron sword. The murderer used the sword to lift up such a fat uncle and nail him On the wall, so strong..."

Conan's lips twitched when he heard this, but considering his current status, he did not complain about him.

Is this the point?

Tangze glanced at Conan, what else?

He secretly looked at the museum employees who were being questioned by the police. The curator with long eyebrows and long beard was answering calmly.

You can't just turn around and point at someone now and say he is the murderer. Wouldn't that be ruining the show by writing the answer on the first page of a mystery novel?

And he really thought the murderer was very powerful. He felt this way when he read the comics, and he couldn't help but admire the real thing. An old man with a beard who could wield an iron sword was considered to be in great shape. He could actually lift a big living person with one hand while wearing armor. Get up, and then stick it on the wall...

The prisoners in Ke Xue's world are really talented.

"Is this the body found by these people?" The fat police detective approached with a record book and was stunned when he saw the faces of the people clearly. "Isn't this Brother Maoli's daughter..."

It seems that she is Kudo's classmate...a female high school student, and she is almost familiar with the murder scene...

Mao Lilan smiled bitterly: "Memu Police Department, we meet again."

She didn't want to either. Who wants to encounter a murder while visiting a solo exhibition.

She skillfully reported the process of discovering the body. After Tangze looked at the famous police officer, he continued to look back at the police officers as they moved two ladders and unloaded the deceased who had taken photos.

Seeing Tangze looking away, Conan leaned over and asked softly: "What are you looking at?"

A child who doesn't speak in a polite or honorific manner, really doesn't even bother to pretend. With Conan's acting skills, can his vest really be able to carry out a round with two undercover agents?

Tang Ze cursed for a while, preparing to speed up the detective. Just when he was about to speak, he lowered his head to visually check the distance, and simply squatted down: "Look at the wall where the corpse is hung. There are several exhibit labels there, but not a single painting. No, and is there something in the deceased’s right hand?”

"Yes, it's so strange. It seems like a place has been reserved for the body..." Suzuki Sonoko, who was following closely behind Karasawa, also nodded.

Conan squinted his eyes and entered a state of thought. Behind him, the police department had discovered the surveillance camera facing the body and were calling for someone to adjust the surveillance video.

Tangze thought about it for a while and felt that all the clues that should be given to him for the time being were given. Next, he would wait for the surveillance video to come up and feed Conan more clues.

Come on, little detective.

Speaking of which, this case was rarely solved by Mouri Kogoro who was not sleeping. But today there are four high school students present, so the probability of an anesthetic needle being used is increased.

In order of the order of injection, when Kogoro Mori was not present, the second person to receive the injection should be Suzuki Sonoko.

Tangze looked at Sonoko who was following him step by step.

I feel like I can do it...

Half an hour later.

"Sir, I found this in Kubota's cabinet!"

The police officer walked into the exhibition hall and unwrapped the object tightly wrapped in cloth in his hand. It was the helmet stained red by the blood spattered by the deceased in the surveillance video.

The Mumu Police Department frowned and stared at the nervous museum staff: "The note in the deceased's hand had your name written on it, and the murder weapon was also found with you. What else do you have to explain?"

Kubota looked at the police officers faintly surrounding him, and was at a loss: "I didn't kill the person, I am innocent!"

"Your private sale of exhibits has been discovered by the deceased. There is an email on his mobile phone asking you to pay huge compensation for this. The motive is very sufficient." The Mumu Police Department signaled his subordinates to come forward and arrest the person. "If you have any questions, go to the police station. Tell me."

"I..." Kubota broke out in cold sweat and looked around helplessly.

He is indeed not the murderer. Conan frowned, no, we can't wait any longer. Kubota will become a scapegoat if he doesn't point out the problem.

He turned over his wrist and opened the watch dial.

Tangze, who was watching the audience with his arms folded:...

What is the process of criminal investigation in this world? How come everyone is made as if they are convicted as soon as they enter the police station? Why should you panic if you did not kill the person? If you have a problem, can you just go to the police station and argue?

Naturally, Conan couldn't receive Karasawa's silent complaints, and he thought about who should be allowed to complete the reasoning.

Xiaolan, who was bored with waiting, ran to the other side of the exhibition hall to look at the paintings. The only acquaintances in the right place were Yuanzi and Tang Ze.

In fact, Tangze, who was keenly observant throughout the whole process and provided many clues, was the better choice... However, this new classmate had just met for a few days, and he was not very familiar with the other person's personality and tone, so it was easy for him to make mistakes when imitating.

With this in mind, Conan pointed his sights at Sonoko Suzuki, who was holding her chin and waiting for the murderer to be caught.

He pressed the button and the anesthetic needle shot out.

Unexpectedly, Tang Ze shook his head and seemed to want to step forward to stop the police from arresting him.

Conan's eyes widened. Oops, they're standing too close!

Sure enough, as Karasawa took a step forward, the needle that was supposed to hit the back of Suzuki Sonoko's neck instead hit Karasawa's arm.

Tangze paused, took two steps back unsteadily, and fell down on the ladder used by the police to move the body. He lowered his head and remained motionless.

Stabbed the wrong person!

Conan gritted his teeth and had no choice but to resort to his own tricks. He hid behind the ladder, took out the bow-tie voice changer, and turned the wheel to adjust it to Karasawa's voice.

"Karasawa-kun?" When she noticed that the person next to her suddenly sat down, Suzuki Sonoko turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine, Suzuki-san, I just want to sit down and think about the doubts." Karasawa's voice came out clearly, stopping Suzuki Sonoko from stepping forward to check, "It's too early to identify the culprit now. Here we are, the Memu Police Department."

"Oh?" The puzzled Officer Megure turned around and looked at Karasawa who had sat down inexplicably. The faces of several high school detectives flashed in his mind, and his eyes gradually brightened, "What do you think, this classmate? "

The faces of several high school detectives flashed through his mind, and he felt excited.

Could it be that Tokyo needs another outstanding high school detective? When I was surveying the scene just now, I felt that this was a good idea!

The Mu Mu Police Department, who had long been accustomed to external brains pointing fingers at murder scenes, skillfully gave up thinking.

_(:з　∠)_There is one more chapter to be updated later, please sleep for a while