Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

If the memory in my mind is not wrong, the weak old man in front of me is the murderer of this museum murder.

Kitahara looked at the gentleman and courteous Ochiai Curator in front of him, and the vague memories in his mind gradually became clear.

It was the thin old man in front of him who was wearing at least forty pounds of knightly armor all over his body, and he could lift a fat man of two hundred pounds with one hand and nail a sword to the wall.

It’s really worthy of being a Showa macho!

This kind of strength is not something that an ordinary old man can have.

It’s just that the murderer already knows. What is the specific modus operandi?

Kitahara gently pinched his chin and looked intently at the corpse nailed to the wall by a long sword in front of him.

“Officer Twilight, the identity of the deceased has been determined.” A police officer from the Observation Section, holding the information collected in his hand. Came over and said.

“The deceased was the owner of the Zhenzhong Group, who bought this medieval art museum half a month ago, and the cause of death was that he was killed by a sharp blade through the neck, and there were two wounds on his chest that were cut by sharp blades.”

“Did you buy this museum half a month ago?” Twilight Thirteen then looked at the Ochiai curator beside him and asked routinely, “So did you find any traces of the prisoners over there?” ”

“Everyone has been asked here, but no one has found the prisoner.”

Director Ochiai replied.

“Twilight Police Department, there is an anti-theft camera in the corner, there may be clues to prisoners on it!”

Chiba Kazuno, who was in charge of checking the surrounding environment, stretched out his finger and said to the hidden camera in the corner.

“Brother Kitahara, didn’t expect us to meet so soon?”

“How is your physical condition, last time I saw you in a coma for so long-”

Just after Kitahara had just finished examining the body, Conan on the side didn’t know when he came to him, so he looked up and asked in a childlike tone.

However, the gaze hidden under the flat glasses was looking at him carefully.

It has been half an hour since the last anesthesia needle was used on Kitahara, causing the other party to fall into a coma.

He went back to Dr. Agasa’s house and conducted several experiments on himself.

However, the results of each experiment will wake up within ten minutes, and there is no sign of exceeding this time.

That is to say, it is not the problem of his own anesthesia needle, but Kitahara’s own problem.

If it is a physical problem of the other party, it is better to say, but if it is intentional – doesn’t it mean that he has been exposed!

Thinking of this possibility, Conan, who returned to Dr. Agasa’s house, suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

And now is the time to test his guess!

Don’t talk to me in that tone!

It’s disgusting.

Kitahara looked at him with disgust.

However, he didn’t expect the other party to ask him the reason for his body, and it seemed that the shock to him that day was really not small.

“I’m in good health, I was just overworked last time.”

Kitahara rubbed his dog’s head vigorously, then turned and walked into the monitoring room.

If he could, he wouldn’t want to see this Grim Reaper schoolboy at all.

Overworked.

It seems that he did not find himself using anesthesia needles on him at all.

Getting the answer he wanted, Conan breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly followed.

Inside the monitoring room.

Everyone was now looking at the surveillance camera on the screen, and the time on it was also adjusted to the moment when the boss of Manaka was killed.

In the originally empty exhibition room, Boss Manaka slowly walked in, and then stood in place and looked at his watch, as if waiting for someone.

And at this moment, the knightly armor made of steel standing behind him moved, and the sharp knight’s sword in his hand slashed fiercely at the chest of Boss Manaka.

The boss of Manaka, who had suffered injuries, retreated back in panic, and finally landed against the wall behind him, with no way out.

Approaching in a panic, Boss Manaka picked up the ballpoint pen set aside, tore a note from the wall, wrote something on it hard, and finally threw the pen into the distance.

The knight approached slowly, and finally directly pierced his throat with the blade in his hand, nailing it to the wall.

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone present suddenly changed.

“It’s cruel.”

Kitahara looked at the picture of blood gushing and shook his head gently.

After all, this is also the first time he has encountered this kind of homicide, and the last time he encountered it was just a suicide case.

“How about it, Brother Kitahara, have you found any clues?”

Twilight pressed the surveillance footage to pause, sighed unbearably, and then asked him.

“I already know the words of the murderer.”

Kitahara nodded and replied.

Huh!?

Conan, who was about to secretly take the note in the hands of the deceased, was directly stunned in place, and he raised his head and looked at Kitahara with some stunned.

This guy… Found the murderer so quickly?

How can it be!

It won’t be the same as Uncle Maori who guessed blindly!

Just when Conan buried the slander in his heart, everyone in the monitoring room turned their eyes on Kitahara’s body.

“What, Brother Beiyuan has been found, who is the murderer?”

Twilight Thirteen heard that the murderer had been found, and quickly asked.

“The murderer’s words are Ochiai’s curator, right?”

Kitahara said a little casually.

He is too lazy to play any detective games now.

Police arrests rely on evidence, not clues.

“What are you talking about?”

“How can I be a murderer, even if I want to kill someone, I can’t wear a set of armor to nail him to the wall!”

Director Ochiai couldn’t help but take a step forward, without the slightest panic on his face.

Yes, he didn’t understand this either.

However-

“I’ve asked Qianye to look for your blood-stained armor, if nothing else, the body residues you left inside haven’t had time to clean up.”

Kitahara said.

As a police supplement, it is still okay for Chiba and Shin, who is only the inspector general, to do something.

The time of the deceased’s death was half past four, and now it was five o’clock, and only half an hour had passed – it was impossible to clean up the inside of a set of armor.

“Body residue … DNA testing? ”

Conan said to himself with wide eyes

Had he never seen the police officers perform a DNA test before?

“Kitahara, I found blood-stained armor from Mr. Wada’s cabinet!”

And at this time, Chiba and Shin also pushed open the door of the monitoring room just right and said.

“Now the evidence is clear.”

Kitahara looked at the Ochiai curator who had lowered his head, scratched his head and said.

“Even if it is hidden, it will still be discovered, yes, I really killed Machina, but I don’t regret it…”

Director Ochiai took a breath and then did not choose to continue quibbling.

Looking at the director of Ochiai, who was telling the cause of the killing, Kitahara glanced at the watch on his wrist.

It was just close to 5:40 p.m.

Just after dealing with this homicide, I was able to go straight home.

If you think about it, he left twenty minutes early.

Earned today!

“Na, brother Kitahara, what does the note written on the note in the deceased’s hand mean by ‘Wada’?”

Conan tugged at the hem of his clothes and asked curiously in a childlike tone.

And the next moment, he felt a punch in his head.

“Little ghost, don’t talk to me in such a disgusting tone next time!”

The corners of Beiyuan Xun’s mouth, who couldn’t bear it, pulled slightly and directly gave him a head.

After the fight, the mood was inexplicably a little comfortable.

Only then did he answer Conan’s question.

“You have to remember that detectives are outdated, and now is the age of science!”