Just when Ye Gengyi couldn't understand why Conan did such a stupid behavior.

On the other hand, Mori Kogoro is still questioning Funammoto Darhito's fracture.

He suspected that the male owner of the villa had already recovered from his leg injury, so that when he committed the crime, the other party only needed to stand on a wheelchair to reach a height of 1.8 meters.

The result was naturally rebutted by Mu Mu Shisan with a very professional answer, saying that the police had thought of this possibility a long time ago.

Coincidentally, the day before the murder, Darren Funamoto just went to the hospital to take X-rays of his bones.

The doctor confirmed that the patient's bones have not healed, and there should be no possibility of standing alone in a wheelchair.

"Could it be that he deliberately made Mrs. Funamoto bend down to pick up something, and then took the opportunity to shoot from above?" Mori Kogoro continued to speculate.

"That's impossible."

Mu Mushisan continued to shake his head, "The bullet directly penetrated the head of the deceased. If it was shot from top to bottom, we should find bullet marks on the balcony. Unfortunately, let alone this bedroom, there is no such thing in the entire villa." Mark of."

"Brother Gengyi, look at the pearls on the earrings, they are so beautiful, just like the stars in the sky!" Conan continued to show off his cuteness, and gave hints frantically.

"Well, if you like it, study hard and earn money to buy it yourself when you grow up."

Ye Gengyi calmly said 'hmm', and expressed with a very practical attitude that you dug the pit yourself, don't always try to pull others to fill it, and he also wants to see, Bentang Yingyou said that the real murderer turned into a villa again How will the insiders react.

Conan: "..."

This rhythm is not quite right, brother Gengyi really doesn't intend to reason?

On the side, Mori Kogoro was inspired by the conversation between the two, and turned to ask the maid:

"By the way...do you know how much Mrs. Funamoto's lost jewelry is worth?"

"It is said that the two pieces are about 1 million yuan," the maid said, "It was a gift from the master on Madam's birthday, and the clasp of the necklace is engraved with Madam's name. I also told you about these things yesterday. This police officer..."

She looked at Mu Mu Thirteen, the words 'useless police' were written between her eyebrows and eyes.

Mu Mu Thirteen This is called a depression.

By the way, have these people been given an 'appetite' by the speed of the detective's investigation? Usually, the police have to investigate the scene step by step, extract traces and physical evidence, question suspects and witnesses, and then conduct investigations in a thorough manner.

He sighed silently, and he gave the other party a fairly pertinent response, saying:

"We will do our best to catch the murderer and get back the jewelry he stole."

"However, if the murderer is someone from the villa, then his ability to hide things is simply too good."

Takagi couldn't help feeling, "We searched not only in the yard of the villa, but also in the largest range where we can throw objects, but we still haven't found it."

"Takagi!" Mumu Shisan was angry.

Is this guy trying to dismantle the stage?

"Ah, it's not... that... I..."

"Is it garbage?"

"ah?"

Takagi She was startled.

who? ! Who is scolding me? !

He turned his head to look where the voice was coming from.

Mumu Shisan also stared over, and set his eyes on Hondo Eiyu.

The female helper can be counted as the victim's "family" to some extent, as long as it is not too much, some emotional venting is still understandable.

but…

Hondo Eisuke!

You, a high school student who followed Maori brother into the scene of a fatal accident, what kind of trouble are you doing from there!

Is it true that this group of detectives who clocked in at the scene of the annual murder have no temper after they searched?

"Hey, what are you talking about? Garbage..."

Mu Mu Thirteen with a dark face, slowly approached, "Could it be that you have any opinion on our police?"

"ah?!"

Hondo Eisuke was stunned.

He was purely impatient. Seeing these people chattering and slowing down the rhythm of breaking the case, he couldn't help but imitate Conan, telling the clues that connected him through reminders. Unexpectedly...

Σ(ò▽ó?｜｜)...It seems that it hit the muzzle of a gun...

"No, no, the **** I'm talking about... refers to the diary of a certain blogger on the forum!"

Hondo Eisuke backed away while explaining, suddenly something tripped his heel, and he fell straight backward.

? !

Conan was startled suddenly, before he had time to react, Tong Kongzhong's vision became darker and darker, and Hondo Eisuke's body was getting closer and closer.

Then, he was smashed to the ground.

Ye Gengyi controlled the nanorobots to form a fluid, and using the cover of the carpet, he quietly retracted a few condensed **** of the nanorobots.

...From the practical point of view, Hondo Eisuke's physical clumsiness does not seem like a disguise.

It's just that Conan can be implicated to this point 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 turned to Mu Mushisan, who was stunned, and told about the so-called "Garbage Harmless Research Group" that a few people talked about at the Polo Coffee Shop this morning. out.

So the 'garbage' refers to the real 'garbage'...

The entrustment of only working two days a week, up to half an hour a day, and getting a labor remuneration of 450,000 yuan a month sounds very suspicious.

"Ahem, but unfortunately, this guess is wrong..."

Mu Mu Shisan coughed a few times, relieved his embarrassment a bit, and gave a negative answer again, "Yesterday, we have checked the trash can and the garbage that was going to be recycled, but we still didn't find anything. .”

"Hey! Xiaomei, can you come here and turn up the heat for me?" Funammoto Daren's voice came from outside the door.

"Okay, here we come!" The maid responded.

"Huh? Doesn't the air conditioner have a remote control?" Mao Lilan's first thought was that Darren Funammoto's legs and feet were inconvenient, and the touch panel of the air conditioner was at a very high position.

"Yes, it's just that the master doesn't know how to use these machines." The maid said, then turned and ran downstairs.

I also watched the scene and asked about the details. After confirming that Mori Kogoro and Ye Gengichi had no other questions, Megushisan sighed:

"Come on, let's go down too."

Immediately, a group of people came to the living room on the first floor.

Funamoto Darhito called Shigeno Takami to come over. The fundamental reason is that he saw the famous detective Mori Kogoro running to his home, and he really didn't have the confidence.

In addition, he can't let Shigeno Takami take himself to the second floor in front of the police now to observe the progress of the police's investigation of the case.

At this time, I saw Mumu Shisan and his party.

Funammoto Darhito immediately asked in a slightly surprised tone, knowingly:

"Oh, it turns out that you are still there, Mr. Police... Have you found any clues to kill my wife?"

There are a lot of doubts, but it's a pity that there is no clue to put them on...

Mu Mu Shisan was depressed, but he could only shake his head and sigh, "Sorry, I haven't found it yet."

"It's already noon now..." Daren Chuanmoto hesitated to speak.

The little boy was guided by the words and said, "Dad, I'm hungry!"

"Let's have something to eat before we go to the funeral home," said Funamoto Takami, then rubbed the little boy's head, "Hold on for a while."

Mu Mu Thirteen: "..."

This slightly sad scene, should we leave...

He looked sideways at Kogoro Mori.

Seeing this sleeping brother still looking left and right looking for clues.

He looked sideways at Ye Gengyi again.

I found that this brother was staring at Funamoto Daren expressionlessly, and the coldness brought by the atmosphere was a bit lower than the temperature of the funeral parlor...

Hehe, it really is time to leave... Mu Mu Shisan was ashamed.

"Master~lightnovelpub.net~ Then I'll order some takeaway." The maid opened the phone book beside her and was about to make a call.

"Hey!" Darren Funamoto said with a anxious expression, "Because you were unwell yesterday, we have been eating takeaways since noon, Xiaomei, you should cook something for us yourself."

"I, I see... go get ready right away..."

The maid bowed apologetically, then turned and went to the kitchen to check the ingredients.

Huh? This is…

Conan has now basically confirmed that the murderer is Funamoto Darhito. He originally planned to follow the maid to the kitchen, and then ask some details about the night of the incident, so as to find out the physical evidence hidden by the other party after the murder.

He hurried after him.

As he passed by the wheelchair that Fumoto Daren was sitting on, a piece of green onion tail caught his attention.

Weird, how did this get on the rim?

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