Conan Super Detective

"But maybe the murderer stayed on purpose?" Takagi guessed immediately.

"Are you stupid? Didn't you see that there was no blood on the left hand of the deceased? In other words, this could only be done by applying blood on the two keys with the blood-stained right hand, and then covering it with the blood-free left hand. While not letting the murderer find out, but also to let you idiots understand that this was not accidental. Obviously, this is the death message left by Pingdong when he was dead!" Dongma said coldly.

"Speaking of which, there happens to be a photocopier in the room..." Mumu immediately looked at the machine in the corner of the room.

"But we have checked over just now and there are no useful clues there." Meihezi shook her head.

"Because the murderer played music that was popular 20 years ago, does it mean the clone band that sang the song?" Takagi guessed again.

"That kind of bands are too many to count, after all, they were the songs that were popular all over Japan at that time..." Mumu shook his head.

"However, speaking of that song, it seems to be very special to the murderer... According to the last words of the sacrificed Morimura police officer, when he went to inspect the suspect's car, he heard the murderer playing the song and shed tears. !" Shiratori mused.

Looking at the clueless people, Touma clapped his hands and said, "Well, Mikako and Segawa are responsible for collecting clues about sightings. Shiratori used'COPY' as a clue to investigate the relevant personnel of the case again. And I He and Ono are in charge of the survivors of several victims, and maybe they can gather some useful information."

"For this kind of work, just leave it to us, right? The Chief Police Officer..." Takagi asked suspiciously.

"No, it's just an inquiry from the three families anyway, and I always feel that I will get any useful clues from there." Dongma said with a smile.

But Dongma naturally didn't have a person on the road. After all, this lazy man needed someone to replace it whether it was driving or questioning the survivors. So Dongma found Nankong Naomi from the Metropolitan Police Department.

Of course, in order to be able to sit down with the nine little ghosts of the detective team as witnesses, Nankong deliberately drove a van. After all, driving a long Rolls Royce to investigate the testimony always seemed strange.

"Let's follow the order. Let's find the will of Mr. Fangchuan Jizhi who was killed first twenty years ago." Dongma said lightly.

Immediately Nankong drove the car to the gate of Fangchuan’s house, and briefly introduced to a few little ghosts on the road: "Mr. Fangchuan is the director of a general hospital. After his death, his wife Ms. Maiko inherited a huge The inheritance was also included in the list of suspects, but no evidence was found afterwards, and there was no connection with the second victim, the wheat field, so it was removed from the list of suspects."

Immediately everyone found Mrs. Wuzi who happened to be at home. This was a gray-haired old woman.

"I know this person, Mr. Pingdong, a criminal psychologist who often appears on TV..." Madam Maiko said while looking at the photo.

"This Mr. Pingdong was killed in his home just now. The murderer should be the one who killed your husband 20 years ago. So we want to ask if your husband had any contact with Mr. Pingdong before?" Nan Kong Ask directly...

"Although I am not very clear, but I think Mr. Pingdong, who was only in his twenties 20 years ago, should not have any intersection with my husband." Wuzi shook his head.

"So, does your husband often meet with people in private?" Dongma asked.

Wuzi thought for a while and said, "Well... it seems that every Saturday night, he would drink with someone... but I can't remember who it was, but once he came back drunk and once I complained about'Damn it! I always said I was a crying, when I was an idiot!', so I thought it might be his childhood friend."

...

"Next is the younger brother of Assistant Professor Mai Tian Xiubang, Assistant Professor Mai Tian bought a large amount of personal insurance during his lifetime, so he was also suspected to be a prisoner, but he did not find out between him and the first victim, Mr. Fang Chuan. The intersection point." Nankong reported while driving.

However, after finding Xiubang, he doesn't seem to know Pingdong, because he claims to be a person who doesn't like watching TV.

"Because Mr. Pingdong was killed, we thought it was the same murderer, so we wanted to ask if Mr. Pingdong and your brother had known each other?" Nankong asked in a routine manner.

"Sa...I think I don't know him 3.9." Mai Tian Xiubang also replied routinely.

Although I don't know why Dongma asked such a strange question just now, Nankong didn't use Dongma to remind him this time, so he asked the question directly.

"Saturday? When you said that, I remembered that my brother often stayed out at night on Saturday night. At that time, my sister-in-law thought he had an affair, so he kept calling him on the pager, but my brother scolded him and said, "I am seeing a doctor now. Don't bother me!'" Xiubang replied.

"Could it be Doctor Fangchuan..." Nan Kong asked when he returned to the car.

"Go and check the patient records of Doctor Fangchuan and his hospital!" Dongma nodded, and Nankong immediately investigated, but the name of the wheat field was not on the list.

As a result, the investigation seems to have reached a dead end again.

Chapter 1258 The Whistling Serial Murderer (Fifth)

PS: Something happened today, so the update was a bit late. I sent two saved manuscripts at noon, and now I get home to start the update...

After investigating the survivors of the two victims who died 20 years ago, everyone found Nabei Yongki, the son of the third victim, Nabeijin 15 years ago.

At the time of the crime, Mr. Yonggui was only ten years old. He was awakened by his father's groaning in his room that night.After witnessing the momentary crime scene, he hid in the room alone in fear and did not dare to move. He did not dare to run out until Mrs. Nabei came back from shopping.

Mrs. Naojing was also so frightened that she could not afford to see her husband's brutally killed body. She is still lying on the sick chuang in the hospital, so there is only Mr. Yonggui left at home.

And this childhood experience also makes Nabei Yonggui's temper very bad.

"You give me enough, police officer!" Yonggui, who learned of Dongma's intention from Nan Kong, shouted angrily.

But obviously the 11 reasons why he is so irritable are not just because of his childhood...

"Isn't I clear enough about the case? My side is because the prosecution period for the incident is approaching, and I have been disturbed by the reporters Sao endlessly!" Yonggui, who was surrounded by reporters, was at this time. It shouted fiercely like a wounded beast.

"The murderer who killed my dad killed someone again? What does this have to do with me!" As he said, Yonggui slammed the goal and blocked the two outside.

"It seems that from this violent gentleman, we can't get any powerful intelligence." Nan Kong shook his head and said.

"Speaking of it, judging from the dossier, this guy was not such a person before. It seems that because of the passage of time and the harassment of reporters, that originally thought of some details at the time of the incident or his father said before. The child who would report his strange words to the police became like this..." Dongma shook his head slightly disappointed.

"Tongma, aren't you proficient in psychology? Can't you find a way to hint him, or untie his heart?" Conan suddenly asked strangely.

"It is of course easy to hint him, but the question is to ask cluelessly. Even if there is a hint, no effective answer can be obtained, and I am not sure if this guy has any new clues." Dongma shook his head, then immediately And a little impatiently said: "As for unlocking his heart knot, this kind of thing even if my ability is superb, it will take some time, I don't have the time to spend with him here."

Being able to come out to understand the case in person is already because of Matsumoto's face, and wasting so much time to give a man who has nothing to do with psychological counseling, he is not spared for that.

Hearing that, everyone in the car suddenly showed such an expression as expected, and even the dead trio knew that although this East Horse brother, who was very powerful in all aspects, had a very speechless problem...

"It's so lazy..."

"But speaking of it, what are the strange words and behaviors?" Conan asked curiously.

"Well, I usually sleep until noon on Sundays, and when I get up, I will whisper,'My parents (oya) were flying last night. It's really unhappy!'..." Dongma said casually, "Although the meaning is unclear, but Based on the new testimonies collected today, it is probably clear what happened, and the relationship between the several victims can be confirmed. After that, just ask Mrs. Yoshida about the situation of Mr. Hiradong."

"Huh? Master Dongma, do you already know the connection between the victims?" Nan Kong asked in surprise.

"En..." Dongma nodded.

However, before Dongma could continue to speak, Yuanta immediately replied, "I know I know! Some parents must have been hit by someone!"

"Because Mr. Nabei is a lawyer!" Ayumi seemed to understand something.

"So maybe he was talking about a certain case commissioned at that time!" Mitsuhiko also said with such an expression on his face.

"However, according to the investigation at the time, Mr. Nabei's law firm specializes in corporate lawsuits and has never been responsible for traffic accident cases. Of course, there were no serious car accidents or incidents in the affiliated companies of their firm at that time." Nan Kong shook his head and denied the speculation of the death of the trio.

And Dongma slowly opened his mouth under the curious and suspicious eyes of everyone: "It's actually Mahjong!"

"Huh? You mean the target of serial murderers. Does the so-called connection mean that they are all related to Mahjong?" Nan Kong asked with an expression of disbelief.

"Did you forget? In today's live TV talk show, Mr. Pingdong said such a sentence,'After playing the safety card and mixing the last round'..." Dongma reminded with a smile.

"Ah, speaking of it, this should be the term used when playing mahjong." Nan Kong seemed to understand.

"But what about the other three people?" The little ghosts suddenly questioned.