Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

"After that, I analyzed that this incident was committed by someone inside..." Kogoro Mouri said.

"Oh?" Mu Mu Shisan wondered.

Mouri Kogoro blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah the whole reasoning out.

Speculation about the crime process, the reasons for locking insiders into committing the crime, the unusual judgment of the murder weapon, the reasoning about the complex relationship of several stars, and Yue Yexue's confession...

Mu Mu Shisan listened carefully, nodded from time to time, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Wait, the case is settled?

Is the process wrong?

Takagi Shibu also stopped recording and looked at Mouri Kogoro with some doubts.

According to the past situation, it should be after they came to investigate, and after a while, Mr. Maori, who secretly followed the police to find out the clues, went into a deep sleep state and reasoned. After that, the prisoner confessed his guilt...

They just arrived this time, why did it end?

Mumu Shisan looked at Mouri Kogoro suspiciously, and...

Didn't fall asleep?

Not right!

"...In short, that's how things are." Mouri Kogoro finished a series of words, his throat felt a little dry, and he couldn't help sighing in a low voice, "It's better to reason in a deep sleep state, and you won't feel uncomfortable in your throat because you talk too much. …”

Conan laughed dryly.

Those sleeping reasoning and speaking rely on him. Uncle can solve the case as soon as he wakes up, and of course he won't feel uncomfortable in his throat...

It is impossible for the police to close the case just like that. They still have to conduct on-site investigations, ask for confessions from other people, and let Yue Yexue retell the crime by the way.

After a thorough investigation, I was busy until 10 o'clock in the evening, and there was no accident. The murderer was Yue Yexue.

After hearing Takagi Shibu's report, Megumi Thirteen looked at Mouri Kogoro again and again.

Is the Maori brother progressing? Or was it a coincidence?

He deeply remembered that when Maori Kogoro was not asleep, he always led the police to the ditch. Even if it was just right this time, it is a kind of progress to be right.

"Jingle Bell--"

The wall-mounted landline suddenly rang.

Yoko Okino, who had been standing beside her in frustration, was taken aback for a moment. Seeing others looking over, she hesitated to pick up the phone, "Hey... Yes, I'm Kaoru Kusano's friend... What? Xiaoxun she..."

Seeing that Yoko Okino's face changed drastically, the others suddenly became nervous.

"Yang, Yoko..." Yue Yexue was quite frightened.

Hoshino Terimi also quickly asked, "What's wrong? Was it a call from the hospital?"

"Hey, could it be..." Mauri Kogoro's face was heavy.

"It's alright," Yoko Okino hung up the phone, looked back and smiled while wiping away her tears, "The operation was a success, and in a few hours, Xiaoxun will be able to wake up."

Mu Mu Shisan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yue Yexue with a serious face, "Then, Miss Yue Ye, please come with us..."

"Officer Mumu," Chi Feichi, who was standing in front of the window, turned his head, "not only from the hospital, but also downstairs there are many reporters who have heard the news. If you take Miss Yue Yexue down now, her future life will be ruined. It's all ruined, do you want to wait a while? When Miss Kaoru Kusano wakes up, you can also ask her if she wants to be held accountable."

"But..." Mu Mu Shisan hesitated.

Mouri Kogoro also helped to intercede, "Officer Mumu, even if you go back to the police station to investigate, you won't be short of this time."

Mu Mu Shisan nodded, "Okay, let's talk about it after the reporters leave."

"Thank you!" Yoko Okino hurriedly said.

"Thank you." Hoshino Terumi also sincerely thanked, with some emotion in her heart.

In addition to Kudo Shinichi, there are still many powerful and considerate people in the world who can be fans~

After Chi Feichi put the plot back on track, he went back to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

He was surrounded by reporters downstairs. He didn't want to be entangled in interviews and filming, and he couldn't leave for the time being...

The food on the table has become cold, and to protect the scene, it cannot be eaten...

After waiting until after 12 o'clock in the evening, news of Kasano's recovery came from the hospital. The reporters downstairs couldn't wait for the police and the murderer to come, and finally couldn't help but run to the hospital.

Kusano Kaoru called and said that he would not be held accountable and hoped that the police would keep the details of the case confidential.

Coupled with the intervention of Yue Yexue's brokerage company, the external statement became-

Kaoru Kusano was cut by a fat woman.

...

1am.

Chi Fei came home late, made something to eat, and ran to sleep.

Not only the work and rest time, but if it goes on like this, he will even mess up the meal time.

Wake up at 8 am.

Chi Feichi put on the disguised face of 'Lake' again, went to see Flante, helped with the disguise, and also got a disk from Flante. After returning home, he used the computer to check the information on the disk.

Tomoda, whom Flante has a relationship with, has gone to sea with the freighter, but as an accountant who has penetrated into the smuggling gang, Flante will not be marginalized. He can still contact other people in the gang, and even plans to contact them in the next two days. Saruto Ichiro, the leader of the smuggling gang.

Saruto Ichiro opened a freight company to cover smuggling, and the company's freighters traveled between Japan and the United States to deliver goods.

He asked Flante to get the voyage records in recent years, which was not difficult for Flante who had access to freight and smuggling accounts, but as Flante said - too many.

Frant directly copied all the voyage records, bills and other things from the computer to the disk.

When will the number of the freighter depart, how much cargo is loaded, when it is expected to arrive, when will it arrive, and when will it return... The only recorded date is a bunch, plus some budget and the amount of expenses, at a glance, in the table It's all about numbers.

In addition, Flante copied not only the records and accounts of the shipping company, but also the smuggling, and the information was terrifying.

Chi Feichi first packaged and uploaded the private account to the organization information database.

These can be used as evidence of smuggling by Saruto Ichiro, but they cannot be used as evidence of smuggling by that military dignitary.

To threaten and control that military official, we have to start from the United States.

However, that military official was hiding deep, and if he wanted to lock the other party, any clues were crucial. The voyage record was the only contact with the other party. If you search carefully, you might be able to dig out some clues.

...

During the whole day, except for going out to buy ingredients, cook, eat, drink, and go to the toilet, Chi Feichi sat in front of the computer.

It wasn't until 7 o'clock in the evening that I read all the records.

Feichi was lying on the table "lazy snake" and found that Chi Feichi got up, turned his head and saw the pile of forms on the computer screen, and felt dizzy, "Master, did you find anything?"

"Not yet, just a cursory look."

Chi Feichi went to the kitchen to get a glass, put a large glass of ice cubes, poured the rum, took the glass back to the living room, sat down in front of the computer again, put the glass on the table, and continued to turn over the records.

Feichi looked up at Chi Feichi's focused face, saw Chi Feichi's eyes with rows of numbers reflected, and felt dizzy again, lying down.

"If you feel bored, go to play games, or play Kendama." Chi Feichi still stared at the computer screen, took a sip from the glass.

That big flavor, after getting used to it, I don't feel anything, and it's quite refreshing to drink.

"I've been playing Kendama all day today, I'm so tired, I don't want to play games, Feimo is not online, Miss Witch is not online, Xiao Ai and Mr. Amuro are not online either, I'm the only one playing games, it's not fun at all "..." Feichi turned over, belly up, his head resting on the keyboard, staring at the wine glass in Chi Feichi's hand.

As the ice cubes melted into ice water, the ouzo, which was originally transparent as water, gradually became more wispy of thick white, which looked interesting.

Chi Feichi put down the cup and continued to stare at the computer screen.

Feichi looked at Chi Feichi, moved, moved, moved... quietly moved to the side of the cup, then looked at Chi Feichi again, and probed.

It tastes just a little bit, just a little bit...

Chi Feichi focused on flipping through the records, looking for the rules.

Just like what Front said, ports from Boston to Quincy have docking records.

On the bright side, Saruto Ichiro's freight company is a serious business, and there is no problem with the entry and exit records. It should be after the sailing, arrange a small ship to transport the smuggled things to sea and load it at sea.

Customs relations should also be opened up.

Not to mention the Japanese side, the US side, that military dignitary may have also contributed.

In other words, the other party is not only smuggling ordnance, but also helping to open up the relationship. In addition, Saruto Ichiro does not choose to travel to and from the West Coast of the United States, and has always docked in Massachusetts on the east coast... The other party is likely to have been there. has served in the Navy and is still serving.

What about others? Are there any other clues...

Feichi turned his head and saw that Chi Feichi was still staring at the screen, then quietly probed and drank.

Well, the smell is so heavy, it's a bit unacceptable, but I think it's okay for the owner to drink so much, and it won't be poisonous, so drink it with confidence.

Chi Feichi boarded the organization's database and looked at the information shared by Rum. It is estimated that Rum made the same judgment and selected some high-level officers who used to and now serve in the navy in that area.

There are a lot of people on the list, eight.

At present, Rum should be still investigating and screening.

After the freighter docked, the two sides might meet and have dinner.

Even if we don't meet, when that military dignitary needs cash, Saruto Ichiro will always give some cash dividends to others, right? When you have something good, you should always send some to your door as a gift, to get in touch with your relationship, right?

In short, unless the communication is completely cut off, there will always be traces to follow. Rum is asking people to investigate 'what the eight people on the list were doing when the freighter docked in the past'. In this way, I tried to investigate, Narrow down suspicious targets.

It's better to join this kind of investigation than to wait for news from Frant...

Feichi watched Chi Feichi and drank little by little.

Hmm...it feels so buoyant~

Chi Feichi's eyes paused at the last two docking times, he quickly grabbed the mouse and scrolled down the form, staring at the docking times one by one.

Monday, Wednesday, Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Tuesday, Friday…

No.

No call at a port on the US East Coast is on a Sunday!

Specifically, from Saturday afternoon to Sunday afternoon, there was no record of a cargo ship docking on the coast of the United States, and even the sailing time avoided this time period.

Why?

"Pata!" Feichi leaned against the back of Chi Feichi's hand holding the mouse~www.NovelMTL.com~ Chi Feichi turned his head and saw that the wine in the wine glass next to him was obviously about a centimeter shorter, and he understood immediately.

Non-Red Stealing Drinks...

Feichi leaned on the back of Chi Feichi's hand, and rolled her tail a little bit towards Chi Feichi's wrist, "enmmm..."

Chi Feichi retracted his gaze and continued to look at the sailing log.

It is not a coincidence that in the last five years of records for U.S. East Coast ports, cargo ships have never docked or sailed between Saturday afternoon and Sunday afternoon.

There are even very few landing records on Saturdays and Sundays, less than 1% of the overall landing records, and only three times, all of which were delayed due to sudden changes in the weather at sea.

In other words, Saruto Ichiro, the smuggling team, avoided arriving in or departing from the United States during this period...

Why?

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