A Sorcerer in the Detective World

Matsushita Saburo stepped forward: "Mr. Maori, may I ask you to say that I am the murderer? Is there any evidence? Although I have left for five minutes, I just went to the toilet. In these five minutes, I put on the armor and took off the armor. I am stubborn, how can I have time to kill? And, how can I know where the real boss is?"

Shu Yunwen also spoke in the side: "Uncle Maori, although you are a detective, but can't you be so joke? Inside the surveillance camera, the person wearing the armor, at a glance, knows that it is a tall and tall person, and the height of Matsushita. Less than one meter six, the weight of more than one hundred and eight short stature body, how to look is not a person? This hard plug can not be inserted into the armor, okay?"

Matsushita Saburo nodded first and then reacted -

Nima, Yun Wen, you are absolutely black, right?

I saw the police officer also supported the head with a helpless expression: "Maori, please, your reasoning is reasonable."

Conan reversed and said: "Uncle Maori, Vice President Matsushita is unlikely to commit a crime. Because there is an image from the video, the armor appeared at 4:25 pm, leaving after murder. The time is 4:31, and the time difference is six minutes. If the Panasonic Vice President really only leaves for five minutes, it is absolutely impossible!"

Iijima added a knife on the side: "The Panasonic Vice President really only left for five minutes, and it was near the toilet, I remember."

A series of attacks by everyone, Maori Xiaowulang's blood volume dropped sharply, and he strongly argued: "Sure! Certainly! Mr. Iijima, time will definitely be a little longer, right?"

Of course, no one cares about this teasing.

Conan suddenly said at this time: "Uncle police officer, before the real boss died, it seems that something has been written!"

"Well?" The police officer witnessed the past. "I really have something to write!"

At the time, the director of the company was suddenly moved.

Shu Yunwen looked at the falling figure of the director of the company, and there was some sympathy in his heart - nothing, if there is a chance, help the old man.

Although, in the heart of Shu Yunwen, this old man’s murder is not necessarily right...

However, the old man left less than half a month of life, let him die outside, and die in the detention center, in fact, the same.

The best way to get rid of the director is to wipe out the key evidence. Shu Yunwen remembers that in this case, it is possible to judge that the director of the company is guilty, that is, the pen that can't write the word. Shu Yunwen only needs to find an opportunity to change the pen of the ball pen, then it is OK. Or, it can be simpler to find a pen instead.

At this time, a group of people set off and went to the scene of the crime, and went to the **** exhibition hall.

Shu Yunwen deliberately fell behind and shouted Matsushita Saburo: "Panasonic, do you have a ballpoint pen?"

"Yes, Yunwen adults." Matsushita Hiroyuki replied quickly, reaching out and taking a ballpoint pen from his arms and handing it to Shu Yunwen. "Yun Wen Daren, are you writing something?"

"Well... a little other use." Shu Yunwen smiled slightly. "Panasonic, this ball pen is given to me, no problem?"

"Of course." Matsushita Hiroyuki quickly nodded and promised.

The props of the atomic pen arrived, and Shu Yunwen first took it and wrote two on his own book. After confirming that there was no problem, he followed the crowd and walked toward the **** exhibition hall.

After entering the exhibition hall, the police officers began to investigate in a hurry.

Shu Yunwen pretended to be careless, got the dust on the coat of the director of the company, and apologized, please take down the coat and help the film, and change the inside pocket of the coat of the coat of the director. ball-point pen. Then, Shu Yunwen handed the ball pen to Matsushita Saburo, let him go out first and put the ball pen in the car.

After doing all this, Shu Yunwen hangs a smile on his face and looks at the development of the case.

Sure enough, everything is developing as expected, because Putian has no proof of absence, and because of the smuggling of art, it is listed as the first suspect. However, Putian could not provide proof of absence. The police officers also found blood-stained armor from Putian.

It seems that everything is a foregone conclusion, only Conan suspects the body of the director.

"Damn! The murderer... Is the murderer really called that of Putian?"

Maori Kogoro held his chin and was confused. His eyes were still squatting at Matsushita Saburo. That kind of eyes, let Matsushita Saburo can not help but want to beat people.

Seeing that the police are about to return to the team, Conan finally couldn’t hold it anymore. He took the instruction manual of the Zhongshi Art Museum and ran to the director of the company to sell it: “toilet~toilet~toilet~ curator uncle, toilet, I am going to the toilet, toilet Where can I not help?"

Xiaolan embarrassedly walked toward Conan: "Really... Didn't you just go with Shusan? Why are you going?"

Maori Kogoro swept this side and spit freely: "The devil is a little devil, he can't control himself..."

"Haha, it's okay, Xiaopenyou." Luohe curator bowed his head and pointed at the exit of the **** exhibition hall. He said kindly to Conan, "The toilet, go out to the right place of this exhibition hall, there is a staircase, after going down the stairs It’s over to the end..."

Conan continues to sell Meng, the guidebook of the Zhongshi Art Museum: "How can I not find out what you said? You can help me draw on this!"

Director Luohe said with a smile: "Okay, I will show it to you..."

The time of the conversation, the director of the company broke out the ball pen from the clothes, and then the whole person was stunned -

Lying in the trough? What is going on with this special thing? This is not my pen!

Moreover, as soon as I thought of writing something, the cold sweat on the head of the director of the company was also down. The pen he is holding seems to be unable to write anything...

Conan’s goods thought that his plan was successful, and there was a smug smile on his face: “The curator of the curator, how do you paint with me without pen? Do you know that you wrote this ballpoint pen before you write it? No..."

"哎~ Edogawa Xiaopenyou, you are really troublesome." Shu Yunwen took the ball pen and instruction manual in the long hand of the Luohe Pavilion and transferred the refill. "The location of the toilet is..."

"Hey! Hey!" Conan was surprised, and in his heart, Tu Yunwen, Nima simply did not press the routine!

Don't bother me to solve the case?

However, Conan turned to think about it. It doesn't matter who the atomic pen was taken. At most, it is more than a fingerprint comparison. What he wants to prove is that the ball pen can't be written at all.

Shu Yunwen pretended to draw two times. Conan immediately asked: "Well, no, Yunwen brother? Can't you draw it?"

"I really can't draw it, Panasonic, or you can help Conan draw it." Shu Yunwen said.

Matsushita Hiroyuki looked at the familiar ball pen and silently nodded: "Okay. Edogawa's small basin friend, the road map of the toilet is like this..."

Conan looked at Panasonic and took the ballpoint pen to draw a map, suddenly stunned -

Can you really paint it? how is this possible?

Could it be said that the director of the company has replaced the ballpoint pen?

Conan will take a closer look at this time...

This ballpoint pen seems to be different from the ballpoint pen that was thrown away in the video!

However, looking at the director’s look just now, he should have not replaced the ball pen.

When Conan was still thinking about it, he had already been hugged by Xiaolan: "I am embarrassed, this child is in trouble for you! Let me do it when I take him to the bathroom."

"Hey? No! Xiaolan sister, let me down!" Conan struggled, but was taken away by Xiaolan.

"Conan, can't make trouble for everyone."

When Conan Xiaogui came out of the exhibition hall, Shu Yunwen immediately handed the pen to the director of the company: "The director of the company, when I used it, this pen seems to be really difficult to write. So, you better look at it. See if the refill is not oily."

The director of Luohe looked at Shu Yunwen and said after a long time: "I will take a look."

After witnessing the police officers, they were interrupted, but the case did not deviate too much. Seeing the police officer waved his hand and gestured: "Okay, the team will go back! Also, take Mr. Putian as an important suspect and bring it back to the police station."

"Yes!" A group of uncles responded.

After witnessing the police officer came to Shu Yunwen, he smiled and said: "Yuan Wensang, today's business, it is really troublesome for you. In recent days, if you are free, please go to the police station and do a transcript. Panasonic Deputy The president, the director of the company, you are also."

"Okay, no problem." Shu Yunwen promised to come down, and the heart is vomiting, and what special transcripts are ah~

The group walked out of the Zhongshi Art Museum, and Shu Yunwen and Matsushita Hiroyuki fell behind.

There were few people around, and the director of the company suddenly shouted Shu Yunwen and Matsushita Hiroyuki: "Yun Wen, Panasonic Vice President!"

Shu Yunwen and Matsushita Hiroyuki turned around.

The director of the company collapsed: "Thank you."

Shu Yunwen nodded and said: "The director of the company, you should also find out the situation on your own body? If you can, the director of the company will be able to go to our office tomorrow. Some things, I need Tell you."

"Hay!"

The director of the company was bent over.

At this time, Conan and Xiaolan also came out of the museum. After Conan saw this scene, he screamed "abominable" in his heart!

It’s this guy, it must be the ghost of this guy!