Conan Super Detective

"Huh! This is what I want to say!" The black-skinned man with Mexican head growled in a very thick voice. This person is called Companion Chuangwu.

Walnut is obviously used to the quarrel between the two, and said without any change in her expression: "Well, let's ask Mr. Maori to distinguish this, right, Mr. Maori?"

"Haha, I'll ask the two of you to go to the room alone to talk..." Kogoro said with a big smile.

And Dong Ma also took a sip of high-end red wine, and looked at the two people who seemed to be anxious to get up and leave the table and said: "Maybe, you two are counterfeit, maybe you two are fake, so let's go in such a hurry..."

"Huh! Let's see you later, Mr. Detective!" The two immediately left the restaurant.

And Baogu over there obviously has the same thoughts as Dongma, "After all, it was 30 years ago, so I thought, maybe that boy is no longer in the world..."

Hoya said to Kogoro and Dongma very softly, seemingly afraid of being heard by Walnut, but people who are obviously blind usually have very good hearing.

"No! He is still here! He must still be in this house!" Walnut seemed to exclaimed very excitedly. "It is precisely because I have strong feelings that I invited Mr. Maori to come here!"

"Sorry, I'm a little tired, let me go back to my room and rest for a while... If there is a result, please notify me immediately..." Walnut also left the restaurant.

"Listening to Miss Walnut's tone, it seems that I don't want to believe that the boy is dead." Kogoro shook his head.

"It could also be Miss Walnut, who already knows who that boy is? Right, Dongma..." Xiaolan guessed with a smile.

However, when she wanted to confirm with Dongma, she found that Conan had left the position and went to the floor-to-ceiling window of the restaurant on the second floor.

"What's the matter, Conan?" Xiao Lan walked over and asked suspiciously.

"Dongma, you can feel it too, someone is staring here!" Conan said solemnly.

"Well, it's okay..." Dongma nodded, and then smiled indifferently.

At this time, Kogoro, who started working after dinner, took the two people to the empty room and asked them individually.

However, when faced with Kogoro's inquiry about the incident thirty years ago, the two answers were surprisingly consistent.

But this is also of course, because the accident situation at that time was reported on TV, and Hu Tao even personally said it during the interview.

The date of the accident, the model of the vehicle involved, and the name of the hospital where you lived, everything was explained in detail.

"No wonder how this makes me tell!" Kogoro said with a headache.

At this time, Conan paid more and more attention to the surveillance gaze outside the door. After vaguely discovering that the number of people was more than he thought, he immediately changed his face and pulled Kogoro and Dongma to run outside.

"So, don't be so anxious..." Dongma walked leisurely, rooting in Conan's footsteps anxiously.

"But, there are many people outside watching here!" Conan whispered.

"It's okay, those are our own people..." Dongma said lightly.

"My own?" Conan stopped outside the iron gate of the mansion in doubt, and then saw Takagi and Chiba hidden in the grass not far away...

Chapter 1252 First love and awakening the scars of the past (three) sixth more

"Takagi, Chiba...what are you two doing here?" Kogoro asked, looking at the two familiar detectives who were squatting in the grass.

"Of course I'm staying here..." Dongma said to Kogoro with a smile.

"Squatting?" Kogoro subconsciously looked at the bungalow behind him and asked strangely.

"Yes, the suspect in the case fifteen years ago." Mumu who had never been far away said, "But that's right. You just became a criminal policeman fifteen years ago, so you made Matsumoto pay attention to that. The prisoner with a long scar on his left eye shouldn't be very clear."

"The scar that Matsumoto is watching? How do I remember that he had it on his face when I first entered the search class?" Kogoro said strangely.

"Then it’s no wonder you don’t know Uncle. Although it’s the same prisoner, Matsumoto watched the scar on his left eye. In fact, it was pushed forward five years, that is, in a certain incident twenty years ago. The prisoner was injured." Dongma explained with a smile.

"Twenty years ago..." Kogoro nodded slightly in surprise, because he was still in college at that time.

"According to the file I read last time, the police inspector Matsumoto was driving the prisoner into a certain dock, and he snatched the Japanese sword snatched from the prisoner, and hit the murderer back with a slash." Dong Ma explained.

"One word cut? So..." Kogoro and Conan said in surprise.

"That's right, so after you received this commission from Uncle Maori, I told Mugure they to mobilize manpower to come over, because the murderer was likely to defraud the 100 million yen through the wound that was cut by the Matsumoto police at the time. "Dongma nodded.

"Then is the wound on the prisoner's body in front of him or behind him?" Kogoro asked immediately.

"Of course I asked, but Mr. Matsumoto said that he didn't remember. This is excusable. After all, he injured his left eye at the time. It is not bad to see the prisoner injured." Dong Ma said.

In short, the current situation is that among the two people, one of them may be the prisoner, one may be the teenager of the year, of course, there may be no murderer, and no teenager of the year...

"Are there any other clues?" Kogoro asked, frowning.

"No, because the murderer seems to be wearing gloves, there is no Japanese sword nor any fingerprints other than Matsumoto's attention. Moreover, the knife is still a murder weapon used by the serial murderer, so it is difficult to extract accurate DNA from it. , Separate the blood of the murderer." Mumu shook his head.

"Can't you tell the appearance?" Kogoro sighed.

"Well, wearing a hat, a beard and sunglasses, obviously after makeup." Mumu shook his head.

"Really, there is no way to tell the situation!" Kogoro said silently.

"There is one way, but it's less reliable..." Dongma said with a smile.

"What method?" Conan asked immediately.

"Whistle, because the prisoner always whistles with a strange tone when killing people..." Dongma explained.

"That said, we can tell what kind of music each of them will play as long as we play them out?" Kogoro asked.

"Almost, although it is only indirect evidence, it can at least give us a direction." Dong Ma nodded and said.

"What the hell is it?" Conan asked immediately.

"No, then just record the whistle of the two people, because Matsumoto, the only person who has heard this song, cannot participate in the investigation of the case in the personnel department. In order to avoid preconceived misjudgments, we can only record the sound and give it to him. I heard..." Mumu said.

"Well, let's investigate the two guys first. Speaking of which, I will entertain us to the luxurious bath-room later. This opportunity is just the right way for me to cope with them!" Kogoro immediately said proudly.

"That's fine, but there is no recording equipment in the bath room, so you can roughly say what kind of music it is." Mugure said.

"Then let's ask the Miss Walnut, although the only difference between the two people is that they were a little different when they were young. The tea-haired person said that he was a little thin when he was a child, while the dark-skinned person said that he was I learned very well when I was young, but the situation when the major accident happened is too similar..." Dongma shook his head...

"Then I want to go too!" Conan said immediately.

"You'd better stay here, and I always feel that the eldest lady seems to have known something." Dongma shook his head and refused.

However, when he got to Miss Walnut’s boudoir, he asked the same question, but Walnut sat on the chuang and shook his head and said, “You think too much. If I know, I won’t ask Mr. Maori to come and investigate. I really didn't expect that the gods of the Metropolitan Police Department would be invited to join me, so I felt more at ease."

"Really..." Dongma smiled and sat next to her, intentionally or unconsciously approaching, "Then getting to the point, what details do you have about the events of the year that were not revealed in the TV interview?"

"No, I should have said everything I remember..." Walnut shook her head, but then her body became stiff-stiff, because Dong Ma's hand stretched-into her bath-robe, slid directly-past her like a young girl The skin was well maintained, and then he stubbornly grasped the soft spot that had never been touched.

"Ah..." Walnut yelled softly, but immediately resisted the strong 3.4 sensation in his body, and then said: "I only know that he is a very upright person."