Yoshio Jin sweated and quickly argued, "It's possible that the prisoner found out through other methods. Maybe the prisoner has been with them for a long time! How can you say I'm a prisoner just because of this?"
"Yes," Mouri Kogoro nodded, "and according to the testimony of the victims, they said that the gangster who attacked them was about 150 centimeters tall, and the guard was already 167 centimeters tall..."
"Teacher Maori, the question you used to test me is a bit too simple," Chi Feichi looked at Takagi Wataru, "I remember that Officer Takagi said before that it was the first and third victims who provided testimony. What they said at the time was - 'The gangster is about the same height as them'. However, they were wearing thick-soled shoes when they were attacked. When they went to the police station to record their statements, they did not wear such exaggerated makeup, so they naturally did not wear thick-soled shoes. , even if they wear them, they will subconsciously take off the thick-soled shoes when measuring their height. Therefore, when they were attacked, they saw that the gangster was about the same height as them. They were wearing thick-soled shoes that were more than 10 centimeters tall. In fact, their The prisoner's height should be calculated by adding at least 10 centimeters to the height. In addition, it was night and the prisoner hit the victim on the head with a metal rod, which made him look taller. So, the prisoner's height is not 150cm. centimeters, and should be around 163 centimeters.”
Mouri Kogoro hurriedly walked down the steps, scratched his head and said with a smile, "Oh, you saw through it. It seems that this test is really not a problem for you!"
This apprentice really takes his face into consideration.
He decided not to complain about Chi Feichi in his heart from now on!
Conan chuckled inwardly.
Chi Feichi looked at Miwako Sato who had returned, "Officer Sato."
Miwako Sato nodded and looked at Megure Thirteen with a serious expression, "Officer Megure, I learned in detail from the Ministry of Transportation that in the car accident that occurred in this parking lot last year, Miss Tae was wearing thick-soled shoes while driving. It was also the cause of the traffic accident. Because she was wearing thick-soled shoes and her braking speed was a little slow, it caused a catastrophe. In addition..."
Saying that, Sato Miwako turned to look at Yoshio Dejin, "The little boy who died a year ago, because of his father's alcoholism, his parents had divorced before the accident. He took his mother's surname Sakurai, and according to According to the registration information, his father’s surname was Deposit. A year ago, the little boy’s parents insisted that wearing thick-soled shoes was the cause of the car accident, but the judge did not accept it.”
Megure Thirteen also looked at Yoshio Dejin and asked seriously, "Mr. Dejin, are you the father of Sakurai Akira who died in a car accident a year ago?"
The muscles on Dejin Yoshio's face trembled, he was silent for a moment, and nodded, "Yes, I am his father."
"Then, can you please cooperate with our investigation as a person involved in the case of continuous beating of women?" Memu Shisan asked seriously.
"No, no need," Yoshio Jin lowered his head and said softly, "I hid her shoes and metal rods in the fire box in the parking lot. They are covered with my fingerprints. You can find them if you look carefully... "
Mumu Shisan hurriedly said to Takagi Wataru, "Go and confirm immediately!"
"Yes!" Takagi Wataru saluted and immediately went over with a police officer to confirm.
"Mr. Deposit, have you admitted that you have committed the crime of continuously beating women and killing Miss Aizawa Tae?" Megure Shisan confirmed to Dejin Yoshio again.
"Yes," Yoshio Jin admitted, as if all his strength had been drained, he fell to his knees all of a sudden, his voice choked, "I just want her to apologize, don't drive in thick-soled shoes, and apologize to my son in heaven. ...I...I just thought so at first..."
"Mr. Deposit, when you attack innocent people, you are just venting your resentment and sorrow, and satisfying your own fantasies!" Mumu Shisan said seriously.
Conan was silent, watching the two policemen step forward and leave with the deposit Fangxiong. He walked to Chi Feichi, raised his head and asked, "Is Mr. Deposit committing a crime to satisfy his own fantasy?"
Without Chi Feichinatong's analysis, he might still feel that Dejin Fangxiong's crime was excusable and sympathize with him, but...
He had no sympathy for a person who harmed others to satisfy his own fantasies.
It was very uncomfortable. Only Chi Fei Zai could use some 'truths' hidden in the depths to make him completely unable to feel any emotion such as sighing, lamenting, or sympathizing.
Chi Feichi was silent for a moment, "It's not hopeless."
Conan felt something in his heart, nodded, continued to look at Chi Feichi, and whispered with a complicated expression, "I'm talking about you..."
"Mr. Chi's performance just now was really wonderful," Matsumoto Kiyonaga stepped forward, interrupted Conan's words, and said with a smile, "Another detective who is as good as the famous detective Mouri Kogoro!"
"Where?" Chi Feichi turned to look at Matsumoto Kiyonaga, "This is the result of the police officers' investigation. I'm just connecting the clues together."
"You are really humble." Matsumoto Kiyonaga sighed.
"No, this is the truth," Chi Feichi asked Gao Mushe who was standing aside, "In this case, you don't need me to take notes, right?"
Matsumoto Kiyoncho was confused, transcript? Is the transcript...important?
"Well..." Takagi Wataru looked at Megure Thirteen and Matsumoto Kiyonaga hesitantly. Seeing that Matsumoto Kiyonaga was a little confused, he decisively stopped looking and only looked at Megure Thirteen.
Matsumoto Police doesn’t know Mr. Chi well enough...
Mumu Thirteen also hesitated for a moment. Considering that Chi Feichi was lazy every time he took notes, and the clues of this case were indeed investigated by them, it would be okay if there was no record of Chi Feichi, so he simply nodded, " If Brother Chi is really not free, there is no need to take notes."
Chi Feichi nodded.
When it came to the arsonist, the Junior Detective Corps took notes, but he refused to go ahead and no one insisted.
During Hiroshi Nakamoto's visit and that at the Nostalgic Hotel, Kogoro Mori was present and he was not asked to take notes.
This time he evaded fares again. It seems that there is no record that he needs to do recently... It feels good!
Takagi Wataru felt relieved. Seeing Conan on the side, he smiled and said, "If we really need it, we can just find Conan."
Conan: "..."
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Does this mean he was regarded as the commissioner who helped Chi Feichi take notes?
Obviously the adult, Uncle Maori, is right next to you, can you please stop squeezing the children like this...
Chi Feichi raised his hand and patted Conan's head, lowered his head and asked, "What did you want to say before?"
"Nothing!" Conan looked up and smiled.
He wanted to ask Chi Feichi before, if he kept seeing so thoroughly, wouldn't he feel uncomfortable?
But after thinking about it, I decided not to ask. Chi Feichi is a 'patient'.
Seeing it too clearly, it might also be one of the causes.
He asked rashly, what if Chi Feichi suddenly became sentimental and became seriously ill?
Now it seems that Dr. Fushan went abroad for exchange and study and has not come back yet. The other doctors don't understand Chi Feichi's situation. If something unexpected happens, he can't even find a suitable doctor.
Forget it, it seemed that Chi Feichi didn't think too much about it, so he shouldn't mention it.
Takagi Wataru and another police officer found the murder weapon and the deceased's thick-soled shoes, and they can only convict after the fingerprints are tested by the forensic department.
Mumu Shisan led the team to leave.
Outside the department store, reporters who were still waiting outside saw the police leading people out and some people staying in the parking lot also came out, and they immediately rushed forward.
"Excuse me, is this the prisoner who has been beating women continuously recently?"
"I heard that the woman who was attacked this time died. Is the prisoner killing someone indiscriminately?"
"When did the police target the prisoner? Was it because the arrest or investigation was not timely that a woman died?"
"Everyone, the prisoner has been arrested. We will announce the details of this case after the investigation is clear." Mumu Shisan put down his hat, led people to separate the reporters, and squeezed through the crowd to get into the police car.
A group of reporters had already guessed that the police would not say much, and were not disappointed, so they approached others.
"This case? I don't know. I was shopping in a department store and didn't go to the parking lot at all..."
"Oh! I went over to take a look. It seemed like a young man was helping to investigate. He was probably a detective..."
"Young detective? I don't know..."
"I know this. It's not high school detective Kudo Shinichi. I secretly heard a police officer talking to his colleagues. He is a disciple of the famous detective Mouri Kogoro! How does it compare with Kudo Shinichi? I don't know very well. But it’s pretty awesome too…”
In the parking lot, Chi Feichi hid in the car for a while, waited for the people outside to disperse, then drove out and drove straight to the Maori Detective Agency.
It's now 9:47 pm, and there are still 13 minutes until the show starts, so there's still time!
At 9:58 in the evening, a red shadow floated from the corner of the street. He braked suddenly and the wheels slipped. He slid directly in front of a yellow Beetle and stopped.
Dr. A Li looked up blankly and almost didn't react.
Hui Yuan Ai lowered his head and looked at the time on his phone, opened the door and got out of the car, and said to Chi Feichi who also got off the car, "There are still two minutes until the broadcast starts. I've caught up."
"Really..." In the back seat, Mao Lilan opened the car door with a pale face and forced a smile, "That's good, I'll open the door. There's still fruit at home..."
Who knows how they got here, there were several turns, and she felt that if she turned the steering wheel a little later, the car would almost rush into the store on the roadside.
In the back seat, Suzuki Sonoko's face turned a little pale. She followed Mao Lilan and got out of the car. She felt that the soles of her feet were still a little floating because she was wearing thick-soled shoes, so she almost fell. Fortunately, Chi Feichi quickly pulled her back, "Uh, thank you. Ah, it’s Brother Chi…”
"If I had known earlier, wouldn't it be better for Sonoko to come here in uncle's car?" Conan jumped out of the passenger seat with a teasing tone.
His mother is a racing fanatic, and he has been used to it since he was a child. As long as it is not the ninety-nine turns that made him dizzy last time, he is not afraid!
Suzuki Sonoko heard the teasing in Conan's tone and clenched her fists, "You have to take care of it, kid!"
A group of people gathered together, eating fruit and watching the premiere of THK's program, which happened to catch up.
At the beginning of the program, a shocking picture similar to that in an advertisement appeared again. The company name, the icon of the three English letters of 'THK', the registration phone number and website address, etc., along with the typing sound of 'Crack, click, click', Emerge one by one.
Suzuki Sonoko was immediately happy, "It always feels like watching a movie!"
Hui Yuan Ai ate the apple and nodded, staring at the TV intently.
