I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

Looking at Niu Jinyan with a look of regret, Guangyou thoughts surged.

If Niu Jinyan is really the murderer, then his coming to wrestle really buried his acting skills.

He suspected that the important evidence was placed on Niu Jinyan, but now there is no legitimate reason to search.

On weekdays, the police do not search casually, and they have to have a reason, perhaps because they did not find the murder weapon, or because they were worried about the suspect's possession of dangerous goods.

But the current situation is that the police did not expect the murderer's methods at all. Seeing that the murder weapon had been found, they never thought about searching the bodies of these people.

And there is something wrong with rashly asking for a body search. If you find it, it's okay, but if you don't find it, a batch of batches is definitely indispensable.

After all, in the eyes of others, he is just a child, and 80% of them will be said to be making trouble.

Sure enough, Conan still had to play.

Seeing that Guangyou had recovered, Xiao Ai asked, "Do you think that man has a problem?"

"Maybe." Guangyou didn't dare to conclude that he was the murderer before seeing the conclusive evidence, and replied, "But there is no evidence, and I haven't figured it out."

"Where I haven't figured it out, can you talk about it?" Xiao Ai held her hand, looked at Guangyou who was half a step away from her, and said with a relaxed expression, "Maybe I can figure it out."

"Of course you can." Guangyou retracted his gaze from Niu Jinyan, pinched his chin, and said, "In the video, the murderer looked around after killing someone, and even tripped, but I didn't know he was watching. what."

"To say that he was attracted by the things in this room, I don't think it is. After the murderer got up from the ground, he left the lounge directly and never searched."

"And there is nothing in this room, just a table, a few chairs, and a few cabinets. The cabinets have been searched a long time ago, and there are only the clothes that the players changed."

"If he doesn't recognize the road, it won't be enough. This is not a maze, it's just a lounge of a few square feet. Unless this person is sick and blind, how can he not recognize the road."

These doubts have been hovering in Guangyou's mind for a long time and can't dissipate.

Even if he brings himself into the identity of a murderer, it is puzzling.

"It's really suspicious." Xiao Ai nodded and said after listening, "Let me think about it."

"It's okay, think slowly." After Guangyou responded, he put his attention back to the police officer Mumu and the god Jingqing.

Interrogation continued, Officer Mumu interrupted several people's sighs and asked, "Mr. Great God, where were you at 7:20?"

"Because I am going to play, I am preparing for exercise in the lounge of foreign wrestlers."

Ogami Jingqing considered Leonardo Rossi's language barrier and helped him explain by the way, "Other foreign wrestlers including Rossi were watching Mr. Kiba's match."

Officer Mumu turned his head and looked at Leonardo Rossi. He was about to jump out of English. He suddenly remembered the experience of being madly corrected by a foreign woman. He hesitated a little, and said in Japanese: "Yes Is that so?"

Leonardo Rossi looked at Officer Mumu with his slightly drooping eyes, with a dazed expression.

Officer Mumu who didn't get a response gave a light cough and repeated it again. This time he deliberately slowed down: "Is that right, Mr. Lai Rossi."

The names of these foreigners are really troublesome.

Leonardo Rossi's expression was still a little dazed. After thinking about it for a while, he turned his head to look at the great god Jingqing, and when he saw the other nod, he turned his head back and responded in English: "Yes."

Hearing these words, Officer Mumu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although his English is not very good, he can still understand "YES".

It is really hard to talk to foreigners without knowing foreign languages.

After regaining his senses, Officer Mumu nodded and said, "In other words, all of you have an alibi?"

"Sergeant Mumu, I have different opinions." Uncle Maori considered his words and said, "This case cannot be committed without the mask of a wolf face fighter, so I think the murderer should be free to enter and exit foreign players. One of those two people in the lounge."

Before the great god Jingqing could explain, Officer Mumu said, "Brother Maori, in fact, Guangyou had found the mask hidden in the bathroom next door, and the murderer used the mask inside."

"I think those masks should have been placed in that bathroom originally, and if they were used, they should conceal the true identity of the wolf face fighter."

After saying this, the eyes of Uncle Maori and Officer Megumi turned to the great god Jingqing.

The great god Jingqing nodded and said, "The police officer is right. The wolf masks and spare masks are all placed in the bathroom, so that we can put on the masks secretly. Otherwise, I often go to the foreign players' lounge. It is easy to cause suspicion from the outside world."

After receiving a positive answer, Uncle Maori was a little embarrassed.

Turning his head to look at Guangyou who found the mask, Uncle Maori saw that the kid was shrugging at him, and he couldn't help but curl his lips.

This kid...

"Damn it. Officer Mumu frowned and sighed. "It would be nice if the victim left any pre-death message."

Xiaolan, who had been on the sidelines, frowned when she heard these words, and repeated in a low voice: "The message before death..."

"Sister Xiaolan, what's wrong with you?" Conan turned to look at Xiaolan, and asked concerned.

In order not to disturb the police in handling the case, Xiaolan bent down and said softly, "Didn't I say that I know a special move for wrestling? The name of that special move feels very similar to the message before death. "

"If I didn't guess wrong, would that special move be called'hand-to-hand combat before death'?" Takagi's voice suddenly sounded, "Mill used it."

Conan and Xiao Lan were taken aback for a moment. After reacting, Xiao Lan laughed a few times and said, "It doesn't seem to be the name."

"Will it be Braudi's flying rope jump?" Takagi continued to speculate, with a full smile on his face, "or Fax's wind speed grappling technique."

Xiaolan recalled, then shook her head: "I remember it was like a Japanese wrestling move."

This sentence suddenly narrowed the scope. Takagi seemed to have guessed the answer, and said with a slightly excited expression: "Then it must be Player Muto..."

"Boom!"

Officer Megumi withdrew his fists full of black lines. After thinking for a while, he whispered to Takagi, "Don't participate in this case, and calm down."

After teaching Takagi, Officer Megumi turned his head and said to the four suspects: "In short, we will continue our investigation here. You should go to the temporary interrogation room and stand by with the Takagi detective."

Upon hearing the arrangement, the great god Jingqing and Leonardo Rossi began to wear wolf head masks.

Their true identities cannot be revealed yet.

Takagi sighed deeply.

I must write a review book or something when I go back.

"Takagi..." Detective Mumu's voice faintly sounded, and now even the old brother didn't say anything, "Take some people to the interrogation room to rest."

Takagi replied feebly: "Yes."

Why can't I control that mouth?

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