Ke Xue: The man standing behind Ai Jiang

The desolate evening wind slowly blew across everyone's faces.

The person in charge of the Hokkaido Customs Police Station looked at the dummy on the ground used to recreate the technique with disbelief.

The dummy's abdomen was riddled with wounds, which were very different from the wounds of the victim not far away.

The person in charge looked at Kogoro Mouri who was standing next to the dummy and recreating the murder techniques with an expression of admiration.

"As expected of the sleeping Kogoro. He solved the case today without even sleeping."

"Ah ha ha ha." Mouri Kogoro stuck out his big tongue and laughed.

Toru Amuro squatted next to the dummy and glanced at the body next to him. He always felt that something was wrong.

"Then. Please trouble the police to arrest Osa's son for attempted murder, and arrest Osa's wife for murdering the victim." Kogoro Mouri looked at the police and said.

"No problem at all."

Two policemen surrounded Dasheng's wife and Dasheng's son, one on the left and the other on the right.

The son of Dasheng seemed to acquiesce to this crime, and he accepted the iron shackles without any resistance.

On the contrary, Mrs. Dasheng had some mood swings.

She looked at Mouri Kogoro with an evil expression, completely losing the pity and enchanting charm she had just shown.

She said in a stern tone: "What kind of detective? This is obviously a frame-up, and you can't even tell. Is this what you call a detective? When did the hairpin disappear, I really can't answer. But this hairpin is my dear re- It was put on for me. As for whether there is dear blood on it, I think the police can take it for identification."

Mrs. Dasheng took off the hairpin from her hair and threw it at Mouri Kogoro carelessly.

Mouri Kogoro dodged the hairpin with a snake-skin move.

The hairpin flew straight past Mouri Kogoro, showing a curve to save the country, and flew to the victim's stiff body.

The foot joints of the corpse were destroyed, and dark red blood flowed from the entity's feet.

Looking at the blood flowing out, Toru Amuro put on white gloves, gently took out the hairpin, held it in his hand and inspected it carefully.

Before Mrs. Dasheng played with it, she pointed at Yun Xiu's skirt as the murder weapon and said: "I haven't worn this skirt for a long time. If it was stolen by a servant, it is not necessarily impossible that they made it."

Her eyes turned to the five suspects who had no clear alibi.

Four of them are subordinates of their Dasheng Society.

"This. Detective Maori. What this lady said seems to make sense. Otherwise, you can continue to reason." The person in charge was in trouble for a moment, because what Mrs. Dasheng said was indeed quite reasonable.

Hairpins and skirts are Mrs. Dasheng's personal belongings.

There must be Mrs. Dasheng's fingerprints on it.

In addition, the victim is President Dasheng and the wife’s husband.

Even if there were fingerprints left from a fight on it, it would be perfectly normal.

Unless it has someone else's fingerprints on it.

However, if it is deliberately framed.

It may not be possible to detect the suspect's fingerprints.

The case fell into a dead end in collecting evidence.

All the evidence seems to point to Mrs. Dasheng, but there is no conclusive evidence.

In addition, Mrs. Dasheng had no motive for killing President Dasheng.

Mouri Kogoro fell silent.

A little devil sneaked into the scene of the crime, and behind him was a girl with a sky horn.

Next to the girl was an intellectual woman.

"Kid, why are you here?" Toru Amuro looked at Conan who came to the body and asked in confusion.

"Shh." Conan gestured quietly, and explained to Toru Amuro in a low voice, "Mr. Amuro, what is the current status of the case."

"We deduced the method of murder, the weapon, and the suspect. But the only thing missing was the final evidence." Toru Amuro looked at the hairpin in his hand. He felt that the starting point for solving the case was here.

Conan glanced at the evidence of the murder weapon in Toru Amuro's hand, and then looked at the body on the ground seriously.

Just as Toru Amuro was puzzled, he also instinctively felt that this corpse was somewhat inconsistent.

"Conan. Don't touch the things here." Mao Lilan stood up and took Conan away at this time.

Maori Ran is slightly shorter than Toru Amuro.

"Wait." Toru Amuro called out to Mao Lilan.

The sound was a bit loud, and everyone's attention was quickly attracted.

"What's wrong? Eh. Eri. Ran. Why are you here?" Mouri Kogoro only had Fei Eri in his eyes at first glance.

It wasn't until Mao Lilan came closer that he noticed that Conan and Mao Lilan were also coming.

"Really. Can you change your carelessness? I'm here to send you a postcard and mobile phone." Fei Yingli handed over Mouri Kogoro's mobile phone and his golden postcard.

Fei Yingli's height is not much different from Mrs. Dasheng's.

The height of Kogoro Mori was also similar to the height of the victim.

Toru Amuro rushed towards Mouri Kogoro and stabbed Moori Kogoro in the abdomen with a hairpin in front of Fei Eri.

Kogoro reacted quickly and stopped Toru Amuro. He looked at Toru Amuro solemnly: "Mr. Amuro. What are you going to do?"

"Position." Amuro Toru stared at the position of his hand.

As soon as Conan heard this, he struggled to escape from Mao Lilan's arms.

He immediately ran to the body and pointed at the location of the wound on the victim's abdomen.

There is also the position where Toru Amuro stabs Mouri Kogoro with a hairpin in his hand.

"Miss Lan. Lawyer Fei. Please, one of you two, stab Detective Maori in the same way I just did." Amuro Toru withdrew his hand with a smile, and handed the hairpin in his hand to Mao Lilan and Fei Yingli.

Feiyingli didn't quite understand what Toru Amuro meant, but she still cooperated very cooperatively by putting on her white gloves, picking up the hairpin, and stabbed Mouri Kogoro at the angle Amuro Toru had just done.

Kogoro didn't dodge, and let the hairpin stab him directly.

The hairpin was pressed against the underside of Kogoro's belly button.

It was a full ten centimeters away from where Amuro Toru had thrust.

"This." Mouri Kogoro looked at Fei Yingli in confusion.

The person in charge was also confused.

"Detective Mori. Sure enough, my reasoning is correct. The real culprit is the son of Dasha." Toru Amuro looked back at the shackled son of Dasha with confidence.

"I admit that I killed my father. But didn't Detective Maori just say that? The injuries I caused were not fatal."

Dasheng's son calmly admitted to assassinating his father.

"No. You assassinated him three times in total." Toru Amuro shook his finger.

"three times."

Everyone present was shocked.

"Uncle. Hurry up. The plot here has dragged on for too long." Conan held an anesthetic needle in his hand and aimed at Mouri Kogoro.

But his vision was blocked by a blonde beauty.

"Little brother. What are you doing?" Chris asked curiously.

Conan put away his watch with a guilty conscience.

Toru Amuro began to reason.