Conan: The truth lies only within the range of fire

Conan wanted to remind Maori Kogoro, but Maori Kogoro didn't understand what he meant at all.

Conan had no choice but to come by himself.

Conan pointed at Mr. Mouth's index finger on his right hand and said, "Strange, may I ask if someone bit you on that finger?"

Mr. Mouth had two small cuts on the side of his right index finger.

Mr. Mouth said in a panic: "This is, this is a dog bite, it happened a long time ago."

"The same goes for the knife, because there are bite marks on the handle of your knife as well!"

Conan pointed at Mr. Mouth on the screen, who was holding a knife. On the handle of the knife there were marks similar to the ones on his fingers.

Mr. Mouth quickly covered his finger and explained, "Yes, because I was pretending to scare it, and ended up getting bitten along with the knife."

"But it's so strange, why didn't the casino's surveillance camera capture the dog's image, because when Mr. Acne fell to the ground just now..."

In the surveillance footage, when the lights in the casino went out and then turned on again, Mr. Acne, who was lying on the ground, had blood on his mouth.

"I know!" Maori Kogoro suddenly realized: "The dog you are talking about is actually Mr. Acne! Look, there is blood at the corner of his mouth!"

Mr. Mouth quickly explained: "This is just a coincidence. This scar was bitten by a nearby dog!"

Maori Kogoro stretched out his hand to Mr. Mouth: "Then let me see the knife. The tooth marks of a dog and a human can be distinguished at a glance!"

Mr. Mouth retorted: "Don't frame me! That guy was shot to death. My knife had nothing to do with it!"

At this time, the elusive Conan came behind Mr. Glasses.

There was a pistol on the back waistband of the man with glasses.

"Wow! It looks so cool! This is called an automatic ejection pistol, right? When you fire the gun, the shell will be ejected and it will make a clanging sound when it falls on the floor..."

At Conan's prompt, Maori Kogoro's mind suddenly brightened again: "I know! It's the sound! Let's watch the video of the pimple being shot again! The gunshot was heard when the power was halfway through the blackout! There shouldn't be the sound of the bullet shell bouncing on the floor right away!"

The surveillance video on the screen was played again, and it was indeed as Kogoro Mori said. After the gunshot, there was no immediate sound of the bullet shell falling on the floor and bouncing.

Miss Lips frowned and said, "In that case, a revolver?!"

Maori Kogoro said firmly: "That's right!"

"Please!" The man with glasses took the pistol in his hand: "This pistol, as you can see, is an automatic ejection pistol."

Miss Lips guessed, "Perhaps in addition to that pistol, you also secretly brought in another pistol. Pistols are weapons that can be easily purchased in this country as long as you can log on to the dark web."

Mr. Glasses said confidently, "If that's the case, it will be just like this time. It will be absolutely impossible to pass the physical inspection through the metal detector."

Conan pinched his chin and pretended to think: "Hmm... If it's not made of pottery or plastic, let me think about it. If it's made of other materials..."

With the help of Conan, Maori Kogoro realized again: "I know, it's made of resin! If it's a resin pistol, the metal detector won't react. Moreover, if he specially prepared such a thing on him from the beginning, it means that he had planned to kill someone!

The people at the casino shouldn't have that kind of person, because they couldn't possibly know in advance that the casino would be robbed!

Although it is just speculation, in the dark environment of the power outage, it was Mr. Mouth who first used a knife to stop Mr. Acne's actions, and then Mr. Glasses took the opportunity to shoot and kill him.

It's like being shot by an insider in an underground casino!"

Kamiya Minazuki, who heard it in the car, exclaimed: "Wow~"

Hearing Kamiya Minazuki's exclamation, Sawakuri Isao asked curiously: "Brother, what's wrong? I think Mr. Maori's reasoning is very good."

Kamiya Minatsuki lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "With the help of that brat, the reasoning is indeed very good, but this case seems to be special. It is not a three-choice or four-choice question, but a multiple-choice question."

Ze Lixun was confused. What was so special? What multiple-choice questions?

Doesn't it sound like just an ordinary case of conspiracy to murder?

In the hall.

Mr. Glasses and Mr. Mouth both broke out in cold sweats.

Mr. Glasses asked, "Are you saying that Mr. Mouth and I are the criminals?"

Maori Kogoro said firmly: "That's exactly what happened!"

Mr. Glasses suggested, "In that case, you can practice it on the spot, how about that, Mr. Detective? They built such a large-scale on-site restoration model here for this purpose, Mr. Brain!"

But Mr. Brain's mechanical voice did not sound.

Mr. Glasses said sarcastically, "What's wrong? Are you tired? Or are you out of energy?"

Mr. Mouth sneered: "That would be fun. Never mind. I won't embarrass you."

Mr. Glasses began the demonstration and stood in the same place where he had stood before, and Mr. Mouth also stood in the same place.

Mr. Mouth looked at Mr. Nose who had been sitting on the table and said, "Hey, stop sleeping and get into position. You might be mistaken for a murderer later."

"I-I'm really tired and sleepy... and cold."

Conan frowned and glanced at Mr. Nose.

Mr. Glasses said dissatisfiedly, "What happened to you from the beginning to now? It doesn't matter. Mr. Mouth and I will demonstrate it together. Anyway, your position at that time was about the same distance from the pimple as ours."

Mr. Glasses asked Maori Kogoro, "The gunshot was heard five seconds after the power went out. Is that right, Mr. Detective?"

Maori Kogoro nodded and said, "Yes, that's right."

"Then let's get started."

"OK!"

Mr. Glasses shouted "Start!" and then Mr. Glasses and Mr. Mouth ran towards Mr. Acne at the same time.

After arriving at the location of the pimple, Mr. Glasses said, "Is it time? Actually, it should be impossible to do it this way!"

Mr. Mouth curled his lips and said, "See? Even if you run as fast as you can, you can only get there in time."

Mr. Glasses questioned, "In the dark environment of a power outage, it's a complete mess. How can we get to Mr. Acne in time? So, what should you say now? Mr. Maori Kogoro, the famous detective?"

"No, isn't that right..." Kogoro Mouri lowered his head somewhat unconfidently, his face looking very ugly.