Conan Super Detective

"What legend?" Holding Dongma with Ye and Xiaolan, they all asked with a look of fear.

Although she looked scared, like many girls, the more scared, the more she wanted to know.

It was still a blizzard night, a man named Moji, wearing a hat and a huge bamboo basket on his back, was rushing home in a forest full of white and snow.

On the way, he met a beautiful woman in a silver kimono covered in snow.

The woman looked at Moji with a shy-shy eyes and said, "My feet are crippled and I can't walk, can you please send me home?"

"Where is your home?" Moji asked.

The woman pointed silently to the deep forest with no road.

So Maoji carried the woman on her back and walked to the depths of the forest, but didn't want the snow under her feet to get deeper and deeper, and she couldn't find her home anyway.

But this is of course, because this woman is the snow girl waiting for a man to absorb his soul after exhaustion.

Moji, who didn't know all of this, continued to walk forward, and then finally moved his mouth after walking for a while and said, "Miss..."

"What's the matter?" Xue Nu waited for a long time as if waiting for this sentence, a demon-meeting smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

However, in the next instant, Xue Nu's expression was fixed on her face, and then she was deeply surprised.

"Are you cold?" Moji asked.

Then Moji endured the wind and snow and the deeper and deeper snow, and continued to move forward firmly in the cold and starvation.

"Does the bamboo basket make you uncomfortable?"

"Are you hungry?"

"Just be patient a little longer, hold on! Hold on!"

Along with Maoji's care and encouragement, Xue Nu's voice became weaker and weaker until there was no more sound.

At this moment, Moji, who felt strange, took down the bamboo basket behind him, only to find that there was only a pile of silver white-snow wrapped in silver kimono.

"Ah! Good waves = Man! Maoji's warm care melted Xue Nu's cold heart!" Xiao Lan exclaimed excitedly.

"But does this have anything to do with the case?" He Ye asked strangely.

"It seems that it is still a bit too difficult for you..." Dongma smiled mysteriously.

Chapter 1067 The Snow Girl Murder in Silver Clothes and Snow White (five)

"Tongma, do you already know who the prisoner is? How did the prisoner do it?" You Xizi asked curiously.

Obviously the night baroness is still a curiosity-rich guy, but Dongma is not going to tell her, "Anyway, you just want to be popular. You only need to explain it once for no good troubles!"

"What?" You Xizi groaned dissatisfiedly. "You only need to tell me once not to be fine?"

"Humph, anyway, you will definitely get stuck in the middle for various reasons, so in the end I still want me to wipe your fart..." Dongma said silently.

Hearing that, Xizi blushed immediately, "I actually said a word like fart=share to a lady, Dongma is really H!"

For You Xizi's malicious betrayal, Dongma covered his head with a headache, and then looked at the other three pairs of curious eyes, he said helplessly: "Then I will give you some more tips..."

"First of all, you should have heard the answers of the four people?" Dongma asked with a smile.

"Well, Miss Tateishi said that she had a bad motor nerve, so she didn't get down at the Transit Station on the top of the mountain where the chair would not stop, so she could only go around the mountain again..." Xiaolan recalled.

"And Mr. Sanmata next to him said that because he had waited on the mountain for a long time, all the photography preparations were ready but he hadn't waited for the supervision and starring, so he wanted to go skiing to find someone. It seemed that he thought that would be faster." Yukiko also used it. The beautiful finger touched his chin and added a cute look.

"Are you trying to say that these four people have a chance to kill?" He Ye asked strangely.

Jinghua first denied it after hearing this: "But even this is impossible? The detective and director Dashan were on the front and back seats of the deceased. It is impossible to put the gun in his hand after shooting the deceased's side temple. Right? They can't do either of these two items."

"And if I remember correctly, the remaining Mamata-san and Tateishi-san, when they heard the gunfire, they saw each other together. It's impossible to commit a crime, right?"

However, Dongma still shook his head, "Then the third reminder, what if the gunshot is fake?"

"Fake? How can we do it? We shouldn't have any problems with hearing, right?" You Xizi asked strangely.

"It's really like gunshots, but you should have noticed it. It's just'like gunshots'!" Dongma explained with a smile, "As for the specific techniques and props, because the four people are still there. Because of the investigation, it should not have been collected yet. I have already sent someone to find the evidence."

When the night was completely dark, Dongma came to the cabin where Changdeng interrogated the four people.

"Sir, the police chief, these people seem to be a little impatient. If we don't have further evidence, it doesn't seem appropriate to detain them again..." Chang Deng said in a low voice.

"There is no need to continue to control the four people, because I already know who the prisoner is, and then I only need to control him alone!" Dongma sneered and waved his hand.

"Nani?! Sir, are you true?" Chang Deng asked in surprise.

"Yes, I have figured out the prisoner who disguised the murder scene as the suicide scene, and the techniques he used!"

"Wait...who are you?" Mimata questioned Dongma with an unhappy face.

Tateishi said angrily, "Anyway, you want to say that one of the four of us killed the Minowan? But just like what we just said, it's impossible for us to kill!"

But the director Dashan suddenly seemed to recognize Dongma, and then cried out in a little panic: "You, are you that..."

Dongma smiled and nodded, "My name is Shangjo Dongma. I am currently serving as the head of the Criminal Department in the Metropolitan Police Department. Please enlighten me!"

"Nani?!"

"That god purifies the devil?!"

"Sure enough..."

The three of them each expressed their inner surprise, but then they seemed to feel that they had a clear conscience again, and continued to refute Dongma's statement.

"Your Excellency, I think you should be very clear that it is impossible for us to put the pistol into the hand of the Minowa who was on the hanging chair at that time. None of us can do that."

Mimatata said in a leisurely manner.

"And let's not talk about the former police officer, Mr. Pianpin, it's impossible for the three of us to shoot exactly in the temple of Minowa in that kind of snow?"

Hearing this, the film immediately retorted: "Hey! Even the active special police can't do it, because the wind and snow at that time made people unable to see the hanging chair in front. How about shooting?"

"Indeed, it is impossible to kill in that situation... But there is a premise here, that is, at that time, Mr. Minowa was really sitting on a hanging chair by himself!"

"My lord, you don’t want to say that there is a person hidden in the bag? But we thought about this problem four years ago, but the problem is the same as four years ago, the bag is full. Isn't it snow? And it was originally not the size of an adult." Chang Deng asked suspiciously.

"No, it's this bigger bag that got in!"

He said that Dongma had taken it from a police officer, a bag he had ordered to borrow from a nearby store.

"Although it is a bag of the same model, it is one size bigger than the bag next to Mr. Minowa's body."