Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 221 If Our Skin Colors Swap
"In short, the point of the matter is why the car suddenly accelerated and what method the murderer used."

Heiji moved the topic away from Tomie, and pinched his chin to think.

"Also, there was a strange whirring sound in that car. I'm sure it's not the sound of the engine." Conan also said something suspicious.

"That must be the sound of the air conditioner." The long-faced physical education teacher Ikuo Kawazu guessed: "If it has been left open, it will automatically blow when the engine is started."

Fujisawa Toshiaki looked at the group of people who seemed to be preparing to reason, and reminded in a questioning tone:

"In this case, shouldn't we call the police first?"

"Call the police?" Heiji was taken aback, "That's right."

He turned to Hitomi Iwai and said, "Where did the hotel owner take our mobile phones?"

Before answering the questions, in order to prevent anyone from cheating, the boss Jin Gu put everyone's mobile phones into one pocket.

"I think it must be in the boss's room, I'll look for it." Hitomi Iwai quickly ran towards the hotel.

Tomie didn't say anything, just stood there silently looking at Heiji and Conan who started to observe the scene of the incident.

Naturally, his mobile phone was not confiscated. As a member of the winery, he did not divide his mobile phone into two types: daily use and work use.

Therefore, the mobile phone with the number of the organization member must be placed on him to be safe.

He also believed that if someone accidentally dialed Gin Jiu's number with his mobile phone, Gin Jiu would inevitably preach.

Hey wait, is there a chance that Gin will buy him another mobile phone?
Although this is a good idea, Fu Jiang does not intend to interfere with the development of the case at this time.

He obviously said that he didn't bring his mobile phone at the beginning, but he suddenly took it out again. This would seem very strange, giving people a feeling that he had expected this situation a long time ago.

At this time, Conan was lying on the ground with his head down, carefully looking at the tire marks of the car.

"Conan, what are you doing?" Xiaolan put her hands on her knees, bent down and looked at Conan suspiciously.

"Checking tire marks." Conan replied casually.

"Tire marks?" Xiaolan frowned and thought for a while, then turned halfway to look at Fu Jiang.

"When the air-conditioning is turned on, the surface temperature of the evaporator is lowered, and the moisture in the hot air inside the car will condense on the heat-absorbing fins of the evaporator, and finally be discharged outside the car."

As Mao Lilan's mentor, Fu Jiang dutifully explained.

"So that's how it is." Xiaolan suddenly realized, "You know a lot."

This is the so-called experience, which is exactly what she lacks.

Thinking of this, Xiaolan plans to observe the tire marks together.

Fu Jiang gave her a hand, "The clothes will be stained with mud."

"But in order to solve the case, is this necessary?" Xiaolan looked at the dress on her body.

Because it is black, I feel that even if it gets dirty, wipe it with water and it will become inconspicuous.

"It's not necessary." Fu Jiang pinched Xiaolan's skirt and shook it, "And the black clothes will be very conspicuous if they are dirty."

He believes that Xiaolan, as a member of the winery, should always pay attention to her own image.

Look at Gin, every time he performs a mission, he is exploded and shot, but there is no dust on his body.

This is the so-called winery brand image, which is very important.

Otherwise, the whole body will be muddy and earthy, and the force will be gone.

"That's right." Xiaolan nodded, speaking of wearing black clothes, she really didn't have as much experience as Fu Jiang.

"However, how to collect clues like this? If there are not enough clues, it is impossible to reason?"

The corners of Fu Jiang's mouth opened in a cold arc, "It's very simple, you just think you have collected it, if your reasoning requires that the car does not have air conditioning, then it does not open, if you need it to open, then it does .”

Anyway, their winery is not a court, and they don't need evidence to do things, just suspicion is enough.

Xiaolan froze suddenly with a little admiration, speechless to Fu Jiang's remarks.

She admitted that Fu Jiang's reasoning ability is very strong, but Fu Jiang and detectives seem to have obvious differences.

Not to pursue the truth, but to create a "truth" because of the need.

As for whether the fabricated truth is right or wrong, that seems to have nothing to do with him.

Seeing that Xiaolan didn't refute, but seemed a little dissatisfied, Fu Jiang raised his chin in the direction of Conan and Heiji.

"You can also quietly watch them look for clues, as long as you don't get yourself dirty."

"So that's how it is." Xiaolan understood why Fu Jiang just stood here.

She looked at Heiji with deep pity, which is probably the difference between an adult detective and a juvenile detective.

Poor Heiji has only one passion, and in the end he can only become a tool for Tomie to obtain clues.

"Hiss, it hurts."

Suddenly, Conan and Heiji, who were concentrating on checking the tire marks, bumped their heads together.

"What!" Conan yelled while covering his head, then stretched forward like a blind man, and patted Heiji's arm.

"So it's you, brother Heiji, can you stop messing around in the dark, it's very dangerous."

Conan's seemingly complaining words were like a sharp sword, breaking Heiji's thick shield in the blink of an eye.

"What! Are you saying that my skin is too dark? You should treat your eyes. I don't think your glasses are strong enough."

Heiji stood up angrily and yelled.

He has endured it for a long time. Ever since he appeared on the stage, these people have been making rounds and rounds and mocking his skin color, and they haven't stopped at all.

"You care too much about the color of your skin, black is an excellent color, it can provide a lot of convenience."

Tomie is very dissatisfied with Heiji's mentality of not knowing the blessings of his body.

Hattori Heiji is a man with special skills, unlike Tomie, who can only hide in the dark by relying on protective color skills.

"Damn it! If we switch skin colors, I'll let you know what sarcasm is!"

Heiji roared and took a deep breath to calm down his anger.

Forget it, it's just mocking his skin color, he's used to it.

And this is not too cruel, his father and mother secretly took him to the hospital for a paternity test, this is the worst!

Forget about his father, what the fuck does that mean?Do you still suspect that you were hugged wrong in the hospital?

"Anyway, don't let this brat make trouble again." Heiji grabbed Conan by the back of the neck and handed him to Xiaolan.

"I'm not making trouble!" Conan kicked his legs, "I'm just checking for water marks in the tire tracks."

Conan's emotions were a little broken. He thought that the absence of Kogoro Mori, who had been hindering him all the time, would finally be able to handle the case well.

Unexpectedly, this African immigrant also came to hinder him.

"Observe the water marks?" Heiji's pupils shrank.

This fluffy brat actually thought of him together?
Speaking of which, the kid's previous behavior was also very wrong. He didn't look like a six or seven-year-old child at all, but like a detective who had seen many crime scenes.

This meant that this kid was probably influenced by detectives since he was a child, not only that, but also inherited extremely good genetic factors.

And if you take a closer look, the kid's eyes are big and clear. Although the top of his head is not in the right position, a few hairs are sticking up, just like Xiaolan.

And this little ghost has no fear of murder, as if he is indifferent by nature and lacks too much emotion.

It was like no, is this possible?

Heiji put Conan on the ground, stared at Conan solemnly for a while, finally raised his head, and glanced back and forth at Tomie and Xiaolan.

"I hope you can find out the real identity of this brat."

If what he expected was correct, then the behavior of the two in front of him, no matter from the perspective of morality or ethics, would be unacceptable.

　Thank you for the [-] rewards from the strawberry-flavored cute girl, and the [-] rewards from the Little Demon Nine Heavens Department
　　
　
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