Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 Saturday, June 14, in the evening, the residential area on the top of the hill back street.

　　 "Sister Lan, help me put the chair upright, and remember to wrap it with a handkerchief, so you won’t leave Sister Lan’s fingerprints."

　　 Conan wanted to do it by himself, but he didn't have enough body, so he could only turn to Lan for help.

　　 "Fingerprints?" Lan was a little funny, "Conan, you play a detective game, but does it matter to this chair?"

　　 "Sister Lan, don't you think?" Conan smiled, "The height of the chair seat is about the same as the height of the new trace we found on the railing.

　　 Lan put the chair straight and looked at it, "It seems so, but what's the problem?"

　　 Conan deliberately said: "If you push a chair and rush over, when the chair hits the railing, won't the things on it fly out for some physical reason?"

　　 "Ah, it's inertia." Lan was a little clear.

　　 "That's right, it's inertia." Conan clapped his hands, and then deliberately said in confusion, "Then the object will draw a line in the air, and it will eventually fall to the ground."

　　 "It's a parabola." Lan laughed, and then suddenly reacted, "Ah, in that case, it is really possible to throw things away, but this chair is broken."

　　 Conan reminded: "Is it repairable?"

　　 Lan understood, "That's right, just put on the wheels."

　　 Conan urged: "Come on, Sister Lan, let's go see whose chair this is."

　　 "Could it be the murderer?" Lan pondered, "The murderer should have run away early. The murderer just borrowed this chair."

"No," Conan said with a smile, "Sister Lan, have you forgotten? Yesterday, there was a heavy rain. If this chair had been outside yesterday, it must be soaked. It can't be dry now, so this The chair must be placed today, so no one can prepare the pulley for the chair foot except..."

　　 Lan blurted out: "The owner of this chair."

　　 Conan said confidently: "Yes, but I guess this chair was good before, and then it broke."

　　 Lan said: "It was broken after the murderer committed the crime."

　　 Conan smiled satisfied: "That's right."

　　 Lan suddenly realized a problem, "Ah, speaking of it, Conan, you are really smart."

　　 "Ah, that, it's okay," Conan was sweating with a guilty heart, and then changed the subject, "Sister Lan, let's go quickly, don't let the murderer run away."

　　 "Wait, I'll call Dad." Lan hurriedly said.

　　 "No, Sister Lan, don't you know how to do karate? When we catch people, it won't be too late." Conan urged that if he had the tools, he would have ran to catch people long ago and would not have to drag Lan.

　　 Lan was also interested, "Okay, then we will catch this murderer."

　　 The two went out of the fire aisle and went around to look at the front and found that it was Yesaka Hair Salon. Through the glass, one could see a woman cutting another woman's hair.

　　 It was actually Fei Hideri and the beautician Minataru Haesaka. It was just Fei Hideri's disheveled appearance, surrounded by a wide white cloth, and the two did not recognize it for a while.

　　 "It shouldn't be here, right?" Lan was a little confused, while looking at the signboard, scratching his head.

　　 "Go in and take a look." Conan took the lead.

　　 Lan followed with a little confusion, "Weird, I seem to have heard this name somewhere."

　　 Hearing the bell on the door, the beautician Yasaka turned back and apologized: "Sorry, two people, it's closed here, please come back tomorrow."

　　 Conan said: "Let's ask a few questions."

　　 "They are here to find me." Fei Yingli said at the same time, and she saw them in the mirror.

　　 Conan was dumbfounded, "This voice..."

　　 "Mom?" Lan Da was surprised.

　　 "Lan, what is your expression, I remember I told you the name of the store?" Fei Yingli said irritably, "Don't tell me, you are here to ask for directions."

　　 "How can it be!" Lan said with a guilty smile.

　　 Concubine Yingli tapped on the side, "How did you come here, do you walk?"

　　 "No, Dad drove us here." Lan said quickly, and then remembered, "By the way, Mom, there was a murder here. Did you find any suspicious people just now?"

"No, I have been doing hair here." Fei Yingli responded, and then reacted, frowning angrily, "That means, Lan, you are not here to look for me, but for the murderer. "

　　 "Uh..." Lan squeezed out a pair of peasy eyes in embarrassment.

　　 "Well, auntie, we won't bother you." Conan bit his head to help Lan out, and then pulled Lan slip.

　　 Every time I face Fei Yingri, it is very stressful, especially when Fei Yingri is angry.

　　 After leaving the shop, Lan and Conan patted their chests in fear, then smiled at each other.

　　 Conan said, "Sister Lan, let’s go and see elsewhere. Maybe the murderer threw the chair there after committing the crime."

　　 "That's what I said." Lan Ying said. ...

　　 On the other side, under the hill.

　　Momemo police department led the team with Officer Takagi, and when he saw Maori, he couldn't help complaining: "I said, Maori, you are all right, come out and shake something!"

　　 "By chance." Maori smiled dryly, and then reported the incident.

　　Momemo police department pondered: "Suddenly heard the sound, I stopped to check and found the body, this body appeared suddenly?"

　　 Police Officer Takagi asked, "Are there other vehicles passing by?"

　　 "I'm sure there are no other vehicles," Maori said, "Actually I guess it fell from above."

　　 "Above?" The Megome Police Department looked up at the hill, "You said it was thrown down from the highway above? So where is the first scene?"

　　 Officer Takagi pondered: "No, police department, if it is the first scene, the dead should not be in the sack."

　　 "If two people are walking, it should be like this, and then push the person down." Officer Takagi put his arms around the shoulders of the police department, and then made a gesture of cutting his throat.

　　Memo police department squinted dissatisfied, and Officer Takagi finally found out, and quickly let go of the police department with a smile on his face.

　　 Mumu Police Department did not pursue it, "What you said makes sense, then this sack is used to transfer the dead, but Maori, you just said, when you found the dead, the blood was still hot."

　　 "Yes, I'm sure, the deceased was just dead at the time." Maori said affirmatively, "The exact time is at 8:10 in the evening, and then I will call you."

　　 "That's it," the police department Megumi thought, "the murderer came with the sack, and when he was right above the dump, he opened the sack, killed the person in the sack, and then threw the sack down."

　　 "Yes, that should be the case." Maori said confidently, "and the murderer did not drive or show up at this intersection, so the murderer must be from the residential area on the top of the hill, so he left his remains and went back."

　　 "Okay, let's go up and have a look." Police Department Megumi nodded.

　　 At this time, the forensic officers came to report and found the identity of the deceased. The deceased was Nagasaku Siro, 28 years old this year.

　　Momemo Police Department confirmed: "The cause of death is really..."

　　The forensic staff confirmed: "The carotid artery was severed and caused heavy bleeding. As for whether it died before or after the fall, it is still uncertain."

　　 "Nagasaku Siro..." Officer Takagi muttered.

　　 "Do you know him?" Maori asked.

　　 "This name is a bit familiar." Officer Takagi nodded.

　　 "Think quickly, then." Maori said grimly, then frowned, "I seem to have heard that ~www.NovelMTL.com~ seems to be related to marriage."

　　 "Ah, by the way, I remember," Officer Takagi couldn't help but clap his hands. "Fighter Nagasaku Shiro, he was going to get married next month."

　　 "Oh, fighters," the Megumi Police Department pondered, "that can cut his throat."

　　 "There are only close people." Maori pointed out, "It must be his fiancée."

　　 Police Officer Takagi said immediately: "I will notify the patrol police near her house and ask them to confirm whether she is at home."

　　 The police department looked differently, "You actually know the home address of your fiancée?"

　　 "It's the Internet, it's all on the Internet." Officer Takagi remembered sweating out, and he couldn't bear this misunderstanding.

　　 "Oh, that's how it is." The Mumu Police Department was embarrassed and left. ...

　　 Soon after, passing by the mountain road directly above the garbage dump, after careful searching, it was confirmed that there was no blood on the ground.

　　Momemo Police Department and Maori were even more convinced that the murderer came with the sacks, killed the fighter Nagasaku in the sacks, and then threw the sacks down.

　　Only in this way, the blood will be completely inside the sacks and not sprayed outside. ...

　　 On the other side, Yesaka Hair Salon.

　　 "Okay, take a look at the lawyer concubine." Minami Yesaka, the beautician took a mirror and showed Concubine Hideri to appreciate her hair.

　　 Concubine Hideri praised: "Well, yes, Miss Yesaka, your craftsmanship is still so good."

　　 "Thank you for the compliment." Minato Yesaka, the beautician, took off the white cloth from Fei Yingli's body.

　　Fei Yingli picked up the glasses and put them on, "Unfortunately, I haven't seen you for a while, at least for five years."

　　 The beautician Minayo Yasaka was a little surprised, "Ah, where are you going?"...