Just like the brats in class, there was a lot of discussion during the lecture, but when the teacher was about to ask questions, the brats became more honest one by one.

Although this situation is not as relaxed as being in a classroom, the reactions of all the guests to Kogoro Mori's question are indeed exactly the same.

Like those brats who are afraid of being picked up by the teacher, no one dares to answer.

"I think it's not that I didn't think of it, but that I didn't find it?"

Xiaolan on the side is used to these things, she has no scruples, and she directly opened her mouth to guess: "It's also because the bomber couldn't find the mailer by this method, so he knocked out the uncle and tied a bomb to him. Make him find the postman?"

"But that's what's so weird."

As soon as Mori Kogoro opened his mouth, the guests started commotion, but Conan said unaffected behind his back: "If you want to tie a bomb to someone, generally speaking, you need to take covert actions.

Otherwise, if others find out, the deeds will be revealed in advance, which is definitely not what the bomber wanted.

And if he wants to operate stealthily, he can no longer keep monitoring the sports counter where the mailer bought the red T-shirt, but transfer to the matter of tying the bomb.

But don't forget, his purpose is to find out the mailer, how could he give up important clues, but hope to tie up a random guy and force him out with a bomb.

It is impossible for a prisoner who is frantically looking for the mailer, even to the point of using a bomb, to make such a careless mistake.

What if the other party doesn't have any empathy, just sit back and watch the bomb explode in order to protect themselves and refuse to show up?

So it is very strange to tie bombs to people. "

"Although that's what I said, but if the bomber has an assistant, can he act separately?" Xiaolan raised an objection after hearing the words.

"The bomber has absolutely no accomplices, just look around you."

Mori Kogoro gestured: "In every corner of this floor, there are people making phone calls all over the place.

If the bomber had accomplices, he would never sit back and watch them communicate with the outside world. After all, the uncle also said that the prisoner did not allow him to call the police.

But now that there are so many people, it is impossible for everyone to obey the request of the bomber. "

"Could it be that the bomber tied a bomb to the middle-aged uncle in advance, and then monitored it later?" Xiaolan asked again.

"No, don't forget that the receipt that allowed him to find the rice flower counter, but the last time the mailer leaked the information carelessly."

Kogoro Mori heard the words: "Normally, I would choose to wait and see first, and choose a method that is not illegal to find out the mailer.

As for the violation of the bomb, it is the last resort.

For example, those bombs at the entrances and exits of escalators, stairs, and box elevators only need to be recovered before they explode.

But the mailer could also pop over to the counter to buy a T-shirt, so the risk of strapping a bomb to someone ahead of time is simply too great.

What if you found the other party when you were waiting for a rabbit at the counter?

As long as the bombs in those corners are not discovered, nothing will happen, but it is absolutely a big deal to tie the bombs to people.

Would you commit a crime directly for a hole card that you don't know if you will use it or not? "

"Well...but Dad, you also said that he is the only bomber, right?"

Xiaolan, who turned into a "popular fan", pondered for a moment, puzzled, and said, "If he only had himself, he wouldn't be able to monitor the entire sports counter, right?

Not to mention strapping a bomb to that uncle's body. "

"So, the bomb on the bald man in front of me was not tied here, but he came to this shopping mall after he tied the bomb when he first set off!"

Kogoro Mori's words surprised the guests present, and when he looked at the middle-aged man with the bomb strapped to his body, there was no fear or sympathy on his face.

As they stepped back to distance themselves from the bald middle-aged man, they looked at each other with terrified eyes, as if they were looking at a terrifying monster.

And Xiaolan naturally also heard the meaning of Maoli Kogoro's words, and looked at the middle-aged man standing beside him in disbelief: "Could it be that..."

"Am I right, Mr. Bomber who claims to be an ordinary citizen?" Kogoro Mori's tone was sarcasm, although it was a question, his tone was irrefutable as a statement.

"You...Maori detective...don't be kidding..." With countless pairs of scrutinizing and frightened eyes, the middle-aged man turned paler and paler.

"I'm afraid you waited until 12:28 on the receipt, and then you didn't see anyone buying clothes, and suddenly thought of something, and decided that it was a trap set by the mailer to lure you here.

So you implemented the plan you had prepared to kill the net, and planned to let the **** postman show his own flaws. "

Mori Kogoro still stated his reasoning, but every time he said a word, the middle-aged man's face became more cold and sweaty.

"You showed your flaws?" Xiao Lan asked puzzled, "What is he going to do?"

"Since the person who sent him the red T-shirt knows the address of his home, he should also know what the uncle looks like."

Mori Kogoro explained: "I'm afraid he felt that he strapped a bomb on his body, and then made things worse, saying that he could detonate the bomb if he couldn't find the person who mailed the red T-shirt, so that he could force the mailer to stand up by himself.

But in fact, there is no need for such a stage of means at all, and I can also know who the person who mailed the red T-shirt is. "

"Eh!?" Xiaolan said in surprise, "Is this true? Dad!"

"Just look at the receipt carefully. Even if the buyer buys the T-shirt on time, the person in charge of the cash register cannot print out the receipt at 12:28 every time, right?"

Kogoro Mouri said, "It's normal for a minute or two to be delayed in issuing receipts, unless you specifically ask the clerk to issue the receipt according to the time.

But if there is such a demanding customer, the clerks at the sports counter will definitely have an impression of this person.

But when I asked before, I found nothing, and I didn't have any impression of this person at all.

In this case, the answer is naturally self-evident.

The only one who can print out the receipt on time without being discovered is the one who typed out the receipt!

That is, the counter cashier who handles the goods!

Ms. Seta, the mailer is you!

The cash register of the sports counter is not outside, but in a small room inside the house, and it will not be seen by outside guests or colleagues at all.

You can print a 12:28 receipt without anyone noticing.

In addition, the sender and the recipient are likely to have known each other before, but even so, the ordinary citizen carrying the bomb did not recognize you at all.

I'm afraid it's because you've been hiding in the cashier's closet?

And this is also a key evidence of corroboration. "

"Mai sauce?"

Just when Ms. Seta was silent, the middle-aged man with a bomb strapped to the side was indeed surprised to see the short-haired cashier standing in the crowd, and recognized him: "Are you Mai-chan? That Maruoka Sir's daughter?"

"Yes, Mr. Fauci!"

Miss Seta looked at the man in front of her and glared: "I am the daughter of Daisaku Maruoka who was killed by you in the snow mountain thirteen years ago!

Don't call me by my name so intimately, as if we are very familiar! "

"This is a misunderstanding. Your father, Mr. Maruoka, died because of the avalanche that day..."

But Miss Seta interrupted him unceremoniously, and said coldly: "Yes, the avalanche that happened unexpectedly in the snow mountain that day just happened to help you.

It was precisely because of that accident that the police did not conduct any further investigations!

In the end, it was just an accidental death in a natural disaster that sealed the coffin for my father's death!

However, on that Sunday, December 28, thirteen years ago, it was the day you and my father made an appointment to climb the snow mountain!

In my father's diary, I saw that his father recorded it like this!

—As long as you climb to the top of the snow mountain and see the vast and majestic scenery, it must be able to make you turn over a new leaf! "

With strong hatred in Ms. Seta's eyes, she stepped closer to the middle-aged man and said in a ferocious tone, "After my father died in an accident in Xueshan, the company immediately revealed that he was suspected of corruption!

But I already know from my father's diary that the person who embezzled public funds is obviously you!

And after you killed my father, you still put the blame on my father, I already know everything about it! "

"You, what are you talking about, Mai-chan."

The middle-aged man pretended to be innocent on the surface, but in his heart he roared ferociously: 'It's you, the damned woman! I will make you pay! '

"In short, no matter how you look at me, you should get your wish if you vent your anger now."

The vicious and vicious man in his heart still looked weak and wronged on the surface, begging: "Now please let my son go, let him out."

"Eh?" Miss Seta originally looked at the middle-aged man angrily, but her expression froze when she heard the man's words: "What are you talking about, son?"

The man took out a piece of paper from his arms, stretched it out in front of Ms. Seta and said angrily, "Stop pretending! You are the woman who wrote me this letter and forced me to act like this!"

"What letter..." Miss Seta subconsciously backed away with a dazed expression when she heard the man's slapping words.

"That, please show it to me." Xiaolan said after hearing what the other party said, and the middle-aged man handed the letter to her.

After seeing the letter, Xiaolan couldn't help but read the contents:

【Your son is in my hands now. If you want him to go back, you have to tie the bomb that I sent along with you to your body, and put the rest of the bomb on the floor of the sports goods counter of Mihua White Fox Company.

If the sender cannot be found, I will detonate the bomb, and if it satisfies me, I will return your son to you. 】

That's all the content of the letter, and a photo of the man's son was pasted below.

This young man looked like a dead fish, looking at him with a very disdainful expression.

When Xiaolan finished reading the contents of the letter, all the guests who heard the contents of the letter were in an uproar.

Obviously, the contents of the letter caused a great commotion. Everyone was still pitying Ms. Seta, but the way they looked at each other had changed at this moment.

"This, this letter is not mine, I don't know about it!"

Looking at the gazes of everyone avoiding snakes and scorpions, Ms. Seta quickly explained.

"Don't read the joke!"

After the middle-aged man heard Ms. Seta's words, he clenched his fists with tears in his eyes and looked at her excitedly: "Actually, my son really disappeared last week!

Well, now please give me back my son. "

The middle-aged man looked at Miss Seta with a begging look on his face, as pitiful as he could be.

"So that's the case, this is your real purpose."

Watching this scene, Mori Kogoro rang straight, attracting the attention of the guests present.

"dad?"

Hearing that Kogoro Moori's words seemed to have other meanings, Xiaolan and the guests turned their heads in surprise, and heard her father say:

"Miss Seta is indeed the one who gives out red T-shirts every week, if there is a bomb incident, it will naturally be at a disadvantage in this situation.

As for you yourself, because this letter occupies the moral high ground, it has become a favorable position for your son to make such an extreme move after being kidnapped.

So after calculating the pros and cons, you forged the threatening letter yourself before you started planning.

In this way, you can use this to aggravate the crime of the sender and take the moral high ground to condemn it.

But there is one thing beyond your expectation, that is, Ms. Seta actually holds in her hands the key evidence that you killed her father Daisaku Maruoka, which can definitely convict you! "

It has to be said that this bald uncle has a lot of eyes, and he plays a trick.

After discovering that he was threatened, he directed and acted as the victim of a bomber.

After seeing the sender, he pushed all the previous actions on the other party, and prepared the letter about his son's disappearance in advance~lightnovelpub.net~Put yourself in a vulnerable group, as if you are threatened.

If the case is really ended in this way, then Ms. Seta is really justified, and the middle-aged man who occupies a weak position may be able to escape the crime after framing his opponent.

But people are not as good as heaven, Ms. Seta holds the key evidence, and the middle-aged man meets Conan who is in charge of solving the case.

"Close, key evidence..."

And when he heard Mori Kogoro's words, although the man had a trembling look of fear on his face, he roared furiously and crazily in his heart.

'Key evidence! Stop talking silly! There will never be such a thing! '

'What I do is absolutely perfect! There can be no flaws! '

'This is definitely cheating on me! '

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