Conan: I can extract talent

Solving cases is not his forte, and it depends on Conan.
Conan also nodded at this time: “We did help Mr. Shijing to take a photo of the sacrifice at that time. It was when the last ‘one’ was burned. If I remember correctly, it should be 8:25. ”
“Oh.” Wen Haochen nodded. It seemed that Conan could not count on him for the time being. He looked at Sekai Xuanyi who slandered him again, and just saw a circle of skin color on his wrist that was different from the rest.
“Mr. Shijing, do you usually wear a watch?” Wen Haochen asked.
Shijing Xuanyi didn’t understand why he asked that, and nodded subconsciously: “Of course.”
“Then why didn’t you wear it today?”
“I forgot my watch at home, so I didn’t wear it when I came to the event.”
“Then when did you get used to wearing a watch?”
Shijing Xuanyi felt that the content of this conversation was a bit like the meaning of interrogating a prisoner, and immediately said dissatisfiedly: “Now you are also a suspect, what qualifications do you have to suspect me, or do you want to delay time?”
Wen Haochen shook his head helplessly: “Mr. Shijing, why should you be so careful, I’m just chatting with you casually. But your reaction now seems to be covering up something. Could it be that the watch is the evidence of your murder?”
“Don’t talk nonsense, I only started wearing a watch a year ago, what’s there to hide.” Sai Jing Xuan pouted and said disdainfully.
“oneYears ago, that year ago, there must be no such marks on your wrist. “Wen Haochen said naturally.
Hearing this, Shijing Xuanyi’s expression changed slightly. He lowered his head and didn’t know what he was thinking. Just now, he was so aggressive that he wanted to trouble Wen Haochen, but at this time, it completely disappeared.
Maori Kogoro and Henggou police officers had already entered the room to investigate the situation of the deceased and the traces left by the prisoners. Maori Kogoro, who was squatting on the ground, said seriously, “I don’t think there is any need to investigate. The culprit, obviously that kid.”
“But Mr. Maori, we don’t have any evidence yet!” Police Officer Henggou said embarrassedly, their police also pay attention to evidence in handling cases.
“Evidence? Look at the tooth powder on the deceased’s mouth, and the toothbrush dropped next to it. At a glance, you can tell that an acquaintance committed the crime. Besides Mr. Sei who lived in the same room, the acquaintance of the deceased here should be that kid. Right?” Mouri Kogoro said firmly.
Officer Henggou nodded, thinking that this was very reasonable.
At this time, the person in charge of developing the photos also brought the photos back and submitted them to the Henggou police officer for inspection.
Officer Henggou took the photo and said, “If the photo of Sejing Xuanyi can be used as an alibi, then we can only suspect that Wen Haochen is the murderer.”
Wen Haochen looked at the photo, and sure enough, there was a photo of Shijing Xuanyi showing his arms.
Sekai Xuanyi in the photo did not wear a watch, nor did he leave any traces on his wrist. I believe that with Conan’s eyesight, he would be able to easily find the clue.
Instead, he was too lazy to waste his words. Instead of explaining so much, he might as well take a good look at the last wish of the soul that his system had just received. *
Chapter 22
Jin Zhuzhi’s soul was automatically captured by the system. Wen Haochen felt that the system was quite human, and he actually knew that he was working while he was sleeping.
And today Zhuzhi’s last wish is also very old-fashioned. This guy was a writer when he was alive, so his last wish is to be the best writer in R country.
This last wish is relatively easy to complete among the many last wishes, at least Wen Haochen thinks so.
As a dead house, Wen Haochen’s favorite thing to do before crossing the road is to read novels besides chasing anime. The novels he has read are not one thousand but eight hundred.
Although he has forgotten many novels after reading them, as long as the general plot is described, I believe it is not difficult to occupy a place in the literary world of R country.
If that doesn’t work, then he can also bring over those famous books he had read in his previous life.
It’s just that writing a novel is a time-consuming thing, and it takes a while for the book to become famous.
If you want to fulfill this last wish, I am afraid that it will not be possible in the short term.
“Brother Haochen, you don’t seem to be worried at all.” Conan asked curiously beside him.
“Do I have anything to worry about?” Wen Haochen asked rhetorically.
“Uncle Mouri now suspects that you are the murderer. If you don’t quickly find evidence to prove your innocence, then the police are likely to agree with Uncle’s statement.” Conan said solemnly.
As someone who lives with Kogoro Mori every day, he certainly knows the character of this uncle.
In particular, Wen Haochen and Maori Kogoro have never dealt with each other. As long as the two meet, it must be a scene of mutual confrontation.
Moreover, Mouri Kogoro did not hide his hostility towards Wen Haochen at all. If one day Wen Haochen had an accident, Conan would have no doubt that it was Mouri Kogoro.
“I’ll leave it to you to prove my innocence, Conan.” Wen Haochen patted Conan’s head with a smile.
Not to mention, this one feels pretty good.
Conan stared at Wen Haochen with his dead fish eyes, always feeling that what he said was ambiguous.
“Brother Haochen is really joking. I’m just a child. It’s still up to Uncle Maori and Brother Haochen to solve the case.” Conan felt a little embarrassed and laughed while touching the back of his head.
“You don’t have to be so humble. Who doesn’t know that Mr. Mauri is all dependent on you to solve the case.” Wen Haochen rudely continued to use his big hand to rage on Conan’s head.
Conan’s mood was a little nervous at this time. Could it be that he saw through my identity, or did he know something?
But Xiaolan was standing next to her, and if she asked now, it would definitely attract her attention.
Therefore, although Conan had a belly of doubts in his heart, he didn’t dare to ask it out immediately, so he could only stare at Wen Haochen with weird eyes.
Maori Kogoro and Police Officer Henggou have almost settled on Wen Haochen’s charge.
At this time, Conan’s attention was all focused on Wen Haochen, and he was not in the mood to solve the case at all.
Wen Haochen also discovered this when Officer Henggou was holding a pair of handcuffs and was about to take him away.
“Officer, do you really think I’m the murderer?” Wen Haochen asked in shock.
“You don’t need to argue any more. Mr. Shijing has already produced his alibi, and we have also verified that the alibi is valid.”
“Comparatively speaking, without an alibi, aren’t you the most likely murderer? I hope you can honestly cooperate with our investigation and don’t resist.”
Henggou police officer said righteously, with the attitude as if Wen Haochen was really the murderer.
Hearing this, Wen Haochen laughed angrily at their conclusion after serious wounds, and said helplessly, “Officer Henggou, are you sure that Mr. Shijing’s alibi is valid?”
Maori Kogoro said with a sneer: “Wen Haochen has already reached this time, don’t you still refuse to confess? The murderer is that you don’t have to argue any more!”
I already knew this waterThere is no level of goods, and Wen Haochen did not expect him to solve the case.
Since Conan’s attention is not on the case now, Wen Haochen can only solve the case by his own ability.
“Well, since you all suspect me, if you don’t do something, it will look like I’m really a murderer.” Wen Haochen spread his hands helplessly.
Immediately, his gaze turned to Sekai Xuanyi.
“Mr. Shijing is really calculating. At first, he planned to make the effect of robbery, but he found that this might not clear the suspicion, so he started to frame it?”
Saijing Xuanyi’s face was very ugly. He was not afraid of Kogoro Mouri, the so-called famous detective was actually a fool.
He was easily fooled by the evidence he casually disguised. What he was really afraid of was Wen Haochen.
Although this young man looks young, his eyes are very poisonous. Saijing Xuanichi suspects that he has discovered his own flaws.
If he says it…
“I admit that I am the murderer who killed Imtake Tomomi.” Saijing Xuanyi’s psychological endurance is not very good, so he quickly compromised.
“What, is it really you?”
“It’s really you!”
The reactions of Maori Kogoro and Henggou police officer were completely different. It can be said that Maori was disappointed because Wen Haochen escaped the guilt again. At least in his opinion, the real culprit should be this guy who is more handsome than him.
The Henggou police officer was a little emotional. I didn’t expect that they were all ready to finalize the case, but the prisoner turned himself in?
“Yes, I am the murderer, I killed my good friend.” Saijing Xuanyi said with a wry smile.
At this moment, a fat man hurriedly ran into the room: “I heard that Teacher Imatake had an accident, is this true?”
Immediately after that, a beautiful young woman came back. Who else could it be if it wasn’t Takada Kyoko?
“Jun Haochen, fortunately you didn’t have an accident. I just heard that there was a murder here at the hotel, so I hurried back.” Kyoko Takata patted her heart and breathed a sigh of relief.
On the other hand, Kogoro Mouri was very bright when he saw Kyoko Takata. He didn’t expect to meet a beautiful woman here. He was really lucky today!
The contract has been sent, please feel free to watch it, and please give me some flowers and collections after reading the book. The instant noodle mushroom is here to thank everyone! *
Chapter 23
The case came to an end, Wen Haochen proved that he was not the murderer, and the police also took Sejing Xuanyi away.
The matter has come to an end perfectly, but for Wen Haochen, the suffering has only just begun.
“Beautiful lady, can I know your name?” Kogoro Mouri didn’t care about his character as a detective at all. When he saw a beautiful woman, he seemed to be able to forget everything.
It’s no wonder that his wife would separate from him. If it were another woman, he would have long since broken up with this careless uncle.
When Kyoko Takata suddenly encountered such an uncle, she was also a little flustered, and subconsciously hid by Wen Haochen’s side, and asked vigilantly, “Who are you?”
“I’m a famous detective, Maori Kogoro.” Maori Kogoro said boldly.
Which detective would talk about his identity?
He can!
Conan and Xiaolan both felt a headache when they saw this scene. He also wanted to find an opportunity to ask Wen Haochen what was going on and if he knew anything about him.
But being mixed up by Mouri Kogoro, he didn’t know what to say next.
“Mr. Mouri, it is very impolite for you to pester a beautiful lady like this. And Miss Takata has her own things to do, right, Miss Takata?” Wen Haochen also felt that Kogoro Mouri was a little annoying, and offered to help Takata Kyoko blocked his attack.
“I’m talking to this lady, what’s the matter with you? What’s your relationship?” Kogoro Mouri asked immediately angrily.
Obviously this guy has come so close to his favorite Yoko Okino, why didn’t he even let this beautiful beauty go?
Does he want to occupy all the beauties in the world?
If Wen Haochen knew what Maori Kogoro was thinking now, he would definitely laugh and then nod his head, he just wanted to occupy all the beauties.
“Hey, what can I do!” The person who had followed Takada Kyoko in just now stood at the door with a sad expression on his face.
“Who are you, and what does it have to do with this beauty?” Mouri Kogoro thought he and Takada Kyoko came together, maybe his rival in love, and immediately looked at him with vigilant eyes.
“I’m a reporter from the Monthly Literature Times, and my name is Yamada.” Yamada said depressedly, “Originally, Mr. Imatake has already signed a contract with our magazine, but something like this happened, where can I find a suitable writer? Replace him!”
After saying this, Yamada fell into a depressed mood again.
When other people heard this, they all felt helpless. To publish an article in a magazine like Literary Times requires a certain foundation.
A well-known writer who is not a small person is despised by others!
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