Haiyuan Ai suddenly realized: "So, you hung up the phone because..."
"Well, didn't Officer Takagi also say..."
Ye Geng said: "Back then, every time Nagai Nabei thought of what his father had said before his death, he would take the initiative to tell the police, but after waiting for 15 years, there was still no progress. Now that people are avenging their father, I have no interest in it. I don’t intend to get involved.”
"Then... what if your analysis is wrong?" Haiyuan asked.
"If there is a mistake, it means that the murderer is someone else, and the clue will be interrupted..."
Ye Gengyi said: "Matsumoto Kiyonaga only sent Officer Takagi to investigate, and he returned to the Metropolitan Police Department with Megure Police Department. As a person involved, he seemed to be unsure about this matter. Why should I worry? "
Well……
Haihara Ai couldn't refute.
When leaving the basement and returning to the living room.
Conan also just ended his call with Takagi Wataru.
"How is it?" Haiyuan Ai asked proactively upon seeing this.
"I found that mahjong parlor..."
Conan said: "After the shop owner saw the photo, he remembered that the four of them would go to his place to play mahjong every Saturday night 20 years ago."
Your memory is so good?
Hui Yuan Ai blinked, "That mahjong parlor...isn't the business very bad?"
"yes."
Conan responded, "The store owner said that there were only a few customers during that time, and there were only four of them who were regular customers. They got to know each other as they went back and forth."
Can a shop like this be opened for 20 years... Maybe the shop owner really loves mahjong tiles...
Haiyuan Ai complained silently and asked casually, "Did Officer Takagi investigate anything else?"
"He has locked in the suspect of serial murder." Conan said.
"What?" Huiyuan Ai was stunned.
"When the four of them were playing mahjong, they would always reason about what actually happened, but there was a customer who often came to find trouble with them, but every time the four of them would be beaten into silence... …”
Conan pondered and said:
"But later, Mr. Pingdong seemed to have some conflicts with three other people. The guest came forward to provoke Mr. Pingdong when he was alone. The two had a big fight. At that time, the guest made harsh words and said that he would All four of them were killed.”
The murderer was not Heitou Doji or Nabei Nagaki, but someone else...
Brother Geng's reasoning is wrong...
If it's not revenge, but purely for the fun of killing, who knows if that kind of murderous criminal whose crimes can span several years will become mentally unstable one day and come back to endanger Bumi's safety.
Haiyuan Ai resisted the urge to go to the basement now and tell Ye Gengyi about this situation, and continued to ask:
"What does that customer who likes to find trouble look like? Is he a man or a woman? How old is he?"
"You don't have to be too nervous."
Conan lowered his voice and said:
"Officer Takagi has investigated and found out that the man's name is Oni Baoduro. He was sentenced to 15 years in prison for robbery and murder. I heard that he was just released from prison a while ago..."
"It turns out that the reason why he took 15 years to kill someone was because he had been in prison during this period..."
Haiyuan Ai paused after saying this, staring at the face of the detective boy in front of him, slightly confused: "Then why do you still have this expression? Could it be that you blame Brother Gengyi for not letting you follow? Officer Takagi, shall we investigate?"
"No, Brother Geng deduced this clue that the four deceased people went to the mahjong parlor together before their death, which has saved a lot of investigation time. I just think there is something weird about this case..."
Conan seemed to be muttering to himself, and seemed to be asking rhetorically: "Since Mr. Heidong and Onibo Doturo had verbal and physical conflicts, even if they are now experts in criminal psychology, no matter what In this way, even if the other party comes to visit, he will not invite him into the bedroom."
"What if Oniho Dokuro uses a pistol?"
Hui Yuan Ai spread her palms, bent her ring finger and little finger, pointed at Conan and said: "If you are threatened like this, no matter how reluctant you are, you will obey, right?"
"Pistol? Ah, you are right..."
Conan briefly recalled: "However, you haven't heard of a pistol being lost recently, right?"
"Recently?" Hui Yuan Ai grasped the key point.
"It's like this..." Conan explained: "Although I didn't search for relevant news, Officer Takagi said that the owner of the mahjong parlor mentioned that there was an incident 20 years ago when a criminal police officer was stunned and used his pistol. Stolen eucalyptus."
"Did that Ghost Baoduro do it?" Haibara asked sadly.
"Well, it is said that it was him..." Conan held his chin with one hand and murmured: "However, it seems that only two days later, the police revolver was sent back."
"..." Hui Yuan Ai was speechless.
I suddenly feel that communicating with the detective is so tiring. Unlike Brother Gengyi, I just tell you what I want to say to you directly...
She was silent for a moment: "Now that the police have locked the suspect, there is no need for you to participate in the subsequent arrests, right?"
"Um……"
Conan responded and continued: "However, in addition to the fact that Mr. Pingdong died in the bedroom and the letter on his back, there are also blood stains he left on the Ctrl and C keys of the keyboard. I don't know why. The way I hold the mouse with my right hand also really concerns me.”
"ah?"
Hui Yuan Ai paused for a moment.
...Isn’t this going back to Brother Gengyi’s reasoning?
"I always feel that Mr. Pingdong wanted to leave some message, otherwise he wouldn't have pressed the keyboard with his blood-stained right hand and then covered it with his left hand..."
Conan scratched his head.
At this moment, three children who were playing a racing game in front of the sofa in the living room suddenly shouted.
"Ouch! Genta, how could you hit me!"
"Who told you to drive so slowly~"
"It was the prop thrown by Ayumi that slowed me down."
"Prop? Oh...is it the mouse hole?"
"That's not a mouse hole, it's a trap!"
"What, it doesn't matter what trap it is, my cat won't drive into that!"
"It's not a cat, it's a car. Yuanta, if you can't read, don't talk nonsense."
"Whatever! I will win this game anyway..."
Conan was not listening to the noise behind the three children.
Only the word cat remains in my mind...
cat is cat.
ctrl+c means copy...the combination of the two means copycat imitator...
The message that Mr. Pingdong wanted to leave behind turned out to be that the person who killed him was a copycat who imitated the serial killer!
hateful! This code is so cleverly hidden that if you don't boldly assume Heidong Tangji's identity, it would be difficult to doubt and think from this angle...
Thinking about it, Conan quickly took out his mobile phone and bow-tie voice changer, and ran into the bathroom.
This information must be reported to the police as soon as possible!
