Just when Ye Gengyi couldn't understand why Conan would do such a stupid thing.
On the other side, Mouri Kogoro is still questioning Funamoto Tatsuhito’s fracture problem.
He suspected that the male owner of the villa had long since recovered from his leg injury. In this way, when committing the murder, the man only had to stand in a wheelchair to reach a height of 1.8 meters.
Naturally, Mumu Shisan retorted with a very professional answer, indicating that the police had already thought of this possibility.
Coincidentally, the day before the murder, Funamoto happened to go to the hospital to have X-rays taken of his bones.
The doctor confirmed that the patient's bones had not yet healed, and it was unlikely that he would be able to stand alone in a wheelchair.
"Could it be that he deliberately asked Mrs. Funamoto to bend down to pick up something, and then took the opportunity to shoot from above?" Mouri Kogoro continued to speculate.
"That's impossible."
Mumu Shisan continued to shake his head, "The bullet penetrated directly through the head of the deceased. If it was shot from above, we should have found bullet marks on the balcony. It is a pity that there is no such thing in the entire villa, let alone this bedroom. Mark of."
"Brother Gengyi, look at the pearls on these earrings. They are so beautiful, just like the stars in the sky!" Conan continued to act cute and gave crazy tips.
"Well, study hard if you like it, and earn enough money to buy it yourself when you grow up."
Ye Geng said blankly, "Hmm", and said in a very practical manner that you dug the hole yourself, don't always try to force others to fill it, and he also wanted to see how Yingyou, the real murderer, turned into the villain of the villa again. How will insiders react?
Conan: "..."
This rhythm is a bit not right. Brother Gengyi really doesn’t want to reason anymore?
On the side, Mouri Kogoro was inspired by the conversation between the two and turned to the maid and asked:
"By the way... do you know how much Mrs. Funamoto's lost jewelry is worth?"
"It is said that two pieces are about 1 million," the maid said: "That was a gift from the master to the madam on her birthday. The clasp of the necklace is also engraved with the madam's name. I also told these things yesterday. This police officer..."
She looked at Memu Thirteen, with the words 'useless policeman' written all over her face.
Mu Mu Thirteen is called depressed.
By the way, these people have been fed by the detective's speed in solving crimes! Normally, when police crack down on a case, they have to conduct a step-by-step inspection of the scene, extract traces and physical evidence, interview suspects and witnesses, and then conduct a detailed investigation.
He sighed silently and gave the other party a fairly pertinent response, saying:
"We must do our best to catch the murderer and recover the stolen jewelry."
"But if the murderer is someone from the villa, then his ability to hide things is simply too good."
Takagi Wataru couldn't help but sigh, "We not only searched the yard of the villa, but also the largest area where objects can be thrown, and still found nothing."
"Takagi!" Mumu Shisan was angry.
Is this guy trying to cause trouble?
"Ah, it's not...that...I..."
"Is it garbage?"
"ah?"
Takagi Sheba was startled.
who? ! Who is scolding me? !
He turned his head and looked at the direction of the sound.
Mumu Shisan also glared over and set his sights on the main hall Yingyou.
The maids can be regarded as the victims' family members to some extent. As long as it is not too excessive, some emotional venting is still understandable.
but……
This hall Yingyou!
You, a high school student who followed the Maori brother into the scene of a fatal accident, what are you causing trouble over there!
Is it really true that after their investigation, these criminal police officers who clocked in at the annual murder scene had no temper?
"Hey, what did you say? Rubbish..."
Mumu Shisan had a dark face and slowly approached, "Is it possible that you have any objections to our police?"
"ah?!"
Our hall Yingyou was stunned.
He was simply impatient. Seeing these people talking about things and slowing down the rhythm of the story, he couldn't help but imitate Conan and tell the clues he connected through prompts. Unexpectedly... …
Σ(Ò▽Óױ｜｜)...It seems like it hit the muzzle of the gun...
"No, no, the rubbish I'm talking about... refers to the diary of a certain blogger on the forum!"
Hondou Yingyou was explaining while retreating. Suddenly his heel was tripped by something unknown, and he fell backwards.
? !
Conan was suddenly startled, and before he could react, the vision in the boy's hole became darker and darker, and the body of his master Yingyou was getting closer and closer.
Then, he was knocked down.
Ye Gengyi controlled the nanorobots to form a fluid, and used the cover of the carpet to quietly retrieve a few condensed spheres of nanorobots.
... Judging from the practical effect, the physical clumsiness displayed by Hondo Eiyu really doesn't look like a disguise.
However, Conan can be implicated in this almost every time, and he really hasn't found a reasonable explanation.
"Conan, my classmate..."
Mao Lilan bent down to help the two of them, and then turned to the confused Mu Mu Thirteen and told them about the so-called 'Garbage Harmless Research Group' that several people had talked about at Poirot Coffee Shop this morning. out.
It turns out that 'garbage' refers to real 'garbage'...
The commission to work only two days a week, for a maximum of half an hour a day, and receive a labor remuneration of 450,000 yuan a month sounds suspicious.
"Ahem, but unfortunately, this guess is wrong..."
Mumu Shisan coughed a few times, and after a little relief from the embarrassment, he gave a negative reply again, "Yesterday, we checked the trash cans and the garbage to be recycled, and still found nothing. .”
"Hey! Takami, can you come here and help me turn up the heating temperature?" Funamoto Tatsuhito's voice came from outside the door.
"Okay, here we come!" the maid responded.
"Eh? Doesn't the air conditioner have a remote control?" Mao Lilan's first thought was that Funamoto Tatsuhi had difficulty with his legs and feet, and the touch panel of the air conditioner was at a very high position.
"Yes, but I don't know how to use these machines." The maid said, turned around and ran downstairs.
I also watched the scene and asked about the details. After confirming that neither Mouri Kogoro nor Ye Gengyi had any other questions, Megure Thirteen sighed:
"Let's go, let's go down too."
Immediately, a group of people came to the living room on the first floor.
Funamoto Tatsuhito called Shigeno Takami to come over. The fundamental reason was that he saw the famous detective Mouri Kogoro also running into his home, and he really didn't feel confident.
In addition, he can't let Shigeno Takami take him to the second floor in front of the police to observe the progress of the police's investigation of the case.
At this time, I saw Mumu Shisan and his group.
Funamoto Tatsuhito immediately asked with a slightly surprised tone, knowingly:
"Oh, so Mr. Police, you are still here...have you found any clues to the murder of my wife?"
There are a lot of doubts, but it's a pity that there is no clue to tie them together...
Mumu Shisan was depressed, but he could only shake his head and sigh, "Sorry, I haven't found it yet."
"It's already noon now..." Funamoto Tatsuhito hesitated.
The little boy was guided by the words and said, "Dad, I'm hungry!"
"Let's eat something before going to the funeral home," Funamoto Tatsuhito said to Shigeno Takami, then he rubbed the little boy's head, "Hold on a little longer."
Mu Mu Thirteen: "..."
This slightly sad scene, should we leave...
He looked sideways at Mouri Kogoro.
Seeing that the sleeping brother was still looking around for clues.
Then he looked sideways at Ye Gengyi.
I found this brother staring at Funamoto Tatsuhito with no expression on his face. The coldness in the atmosphere was almost a few points lower than the temperature in the funeral home...
Haha, it's really time to leave... Mumu Shisan was ashamed.
"Master, let me order some takeout." The maid opened the phone book on the side and was about to make a call.
"Hey!" Funamoto Tatsuhito said with a somewhat anxious expression, "Because you were unwell yesterday, we have been eating takeout since noon. Takami, you should cook something for us."
"I, I know...go get ready right away..."
The maid bowed apologetically, turned and walked to the kitchen to check the ingredients.
Huh? This is……
Conan has now basically confirmed that the murderer is Funamoto Tatsuhito. He originally planned to follow the maid to the kitchen and ask some details about the night of the incident to find out the physical evidence that the other party had hidden after the murder.
He hurried to catch up.
As he passed the wheelchair where Tatsuhito Funamoto was sitting, a piece of green onion tail caught his attention.
Strange, why did this get on the rim?
