Conan: The Mechanic

During the lunch break, I left the clinic.

"Ah?" Belmod held the two medicine bottles in his hand and looked at Qianyu with a somewhat surprised look. "You mean, let me contact... Gin?"

"Well, you should still be in touch, right?" Qianyu nodded. "Some things, I may need to confirm with him."

"I thought Gregory called you to me just to get the flu shot, but I didn't expect that he was still here to be responsible for the questioning." Belmod pouted and complained like this.

Yes, Gregory asked Chiba and Haibara Ai to come over to Belmod to get a flu shot—winter and spring are the peak seasons for flu, and Gregory's workstation was set up at Rice Flower Central Hospital. In such a large hospital that could fill up with flu patients in two or three months, Gregory would of course arrange flu shots for each of his assistants. One shot in September, and another shot in the high-incidence period of influenza, so that the risk of flu can be minimized.

"Anyway, can you give us his new phone number?"

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you after the injection!"

……

at the same time.

"Your text message," Fujiwara walked into the bathroom just as Hotaru was brushing her teeth and preparing to go out with Fujiwara to learn golf in the afternoon. "It's the fly."

"Technically speaking, it should be called an attacker, right?" Ying asked while taking the phone, spitting out the water in his mouth. "What did that guy say?"

The text message came from a colleague of Ying's forensic work team, a young man in his twenties. Hotaru didn't show closeness to Fujiwara when he was in the work group, and this made the guy think he had an opportunity, so he would get close to Hotaru from time to time. Of course, Fujiwara was fully aware of this, and Hotaru naturally believed that Fujiwara must have read the text messages before giving him the phone.

"I asked if you were sick," Fujiwara snorted. "I don't know why he suddenly remembered to ask this."

"Ask him." Ying started to apply the facial cleanser and said nonchalantly.

"Yeah." Fujiwara typed a reply letter directly in Hotaru's tone, asking why the other party asked such a question. "Well... it's pretty quick to reply to text messages, he said... eh?"

Fujiwara narrowed his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ying asked while smearing the facial cleanser on her face. "Did he say something stupid?"

"He was on duty today and was driven home by Gregory. He thought it was the two of us doing a secret autopsy with Gregory again like before, and he wanted to go to the place where the equipment was collected to find you, but he saw the two The brat went to pick up protective equipment."

"You mean those two children?" Ying said in surprise after she stopped rubbing her hands. "Why... tell them not to call us?"

"I don't know," Fujiwara put the phone on the table next to the bathtub. "Go and see?"

……

"So you're saying, he doesn't remember who lent the gun to?" Gregory said, looking at the note Qianyu gave him.

"No, he steadfastly denied that he lent the gun." Chiyu said this and sighed. "I think it's really hard to get any worse."

The reason they went to call Gin was because Gregory came up with an idea about how to create a gunshot trace in Nami's body that reminded Fujiwara of gin.

As we all know, the organization is not a pure land without spies - the last leak of public security information allowed them to capture many, many online ghosts.

And if someone took the opportunity to get a pistol for Gin...

But Gin himself denies this possibility.

Of course, if it has not been verified in advance that the bullet is indeed from Gin, it would be a bit hasty to assume that the gun of Gin was the weapon used to shoot Miss Nami, so Chiba went to Belmod before contacting Gin. I have already asked Hoshino Kaede for the test projectile traces of the new gun chamber replaced by the new gunsmith to Gin.

Although it is a little worn, there is no doubt that the marks on this bullet do match some internal marks of the new barrel-because the gin has not been shot too many times, the marks of the barrel are still relatively complete, and the comparability is still intact. higher.

In other words, it was indeed Gin's pistol who shot Miss Nami, and Gin didn't seem to have lent the pistol to outsiders.

"By the way, could it be the gunsmith?" Gregory suddenly thought of something. "If before handing it over to Gin..."

"That gun change was before the decisive battle," Chiba denied. "And Miss Nami was killed recently. Gin had already got the gun when she died, so he had no chance. But in other words, it is also possible that the new gunsmith was an insider who gave us fake information. ballistic traces?"

"Don't shoot him until there is no evidence, I've had enough of the guilt." Gregory didn't think Qianyu was fanciful, but thought it made sense. But he was reluctant to devote his energy to thinking about it. After all, whenever he thought about how many insiders were in the organization, he would feel a little nervous about live-streaming money laundering in front of the agents of the tax bureau.

"But if we don't think about this, what else can we think about?" Qianyu spread her hands. "The bullet on Miss Nami's body matches Gin's pistol. Gin's pistol was not loaned out. Although he denied it, this logical closed loop can still prove that Gin shot and killed..."

"Huh?" Ai Haibara made an alert voice. "Wait a minute, isn't this logic closed loop?"

Yes, after they were reorganized by Chiyu in this way, they realized what went wrong.

[The bullet on Miss Nami matches Gin's pistol + Gin did not borrow a pistol] = [The bullet on Miss Nami was shot by Gin]

And [the bullet on Miss Nami was shot by Gin] does not mean that [Miss Nami died from the bullet shot by Gin]

There is a very critical assumption in the middle that is defaulted

1. [Gin's bullet caused Miss Nami's death]

If it is said that ~www.NovelMTL.com~ is just someone after shooting Miss Nami, they stuffed the used gin bullets in... At least Gregory and the others didn't think to check whether the wounds on these damaged organs were caused by Caused by large-caliber bullets.

Just as they were thinking of this, Gregory's cell phone rang suddenly - a desktop from the forensic studio.

"!?" Gregory's brows tightened: today he was working with Chiba and Ai Haibara, and now all three of them are here...

Qianyu also raised his head with rather surprised eyes, because he also realized that this meant that someone broke into the forensic work area.

But, who?

Gregory answered the phone—no matter who the other party was, since they had already contacted him, there was no reason to pretend to be deaf.

"I said, even if you really want to hide information from me, you still need to figure out one very important thing first, right?" Hotaru's rather dissatisfied voice came from the other side of the connected phone. "At least figure out who the corpse below the neck that is connected to Nami's head belongs to - it doesn't belong to Nami anyway."

Hotaru's voice seemed to sound far away from the receiver, because in fact it was Fujiwara who was holding the receiver, and Hotaru was standing in the middle of "Nami's Corpse" on the workbench, with her gloved hands inside Nami's private parts. Carefully groping for something.

"Are you sure?" Gregory's voice sounded in Ying's ear. "Are you sure that's a Chimera?"

"Well, because of the real Nami, a few sensitive points were put into beads to match her acting skills." After groping carefully, Hotaru withdrew her hand and took off her gloves. "However... this one doesn't have a single bead."