Ke Xue world is not scientific.

"Xiao Lan, immediately invite Police Officer Henggou and the others over. Mr. Ping Song's death was not accidental, because it was a cleverly arranged murder!"

Mao Lilan was shocked when she heard it, and at the same time wondered if there was something wrong with her father.

He didn't say a word when everyone was there just now, but now he wants to call people back after they leave. This has happened many times!

However, she chose to follow suit, after all, she was used to it.

Outside the R&D center, Mao Lilan stopped them in time thanks to the fact that everyone was still exchanging polite greetings.

After she finished speaking, Henggou Sanwu's coral hair trembled, "Really? I thought I wouldn't see Mr. Maoli's famous reasoning this time."

Afterwards, his expression became serious, and he looked around, "Everyone, come in with me?"

2 minute later.

Everyone took their seats and stood in front of Mori Kogoro.

"This pose..."

"It turns out that this is the origin of the title of sleeping. Why do I feel that Mr. Maori is really asleep."

...

"Ahem," Conan hid behind the massage chair and cleared his throat, "Officer Henggou, you should still remember that the brakes of Mr. Pinsong's car have broken down a long time ago, right?"

"Well...the brakes are indeed broken, yes."

"We should all know that brake failure is not necessarily the main cause of fatal car accidents."

"However, the prisoner this time set up a trap in advance and used the brakes to fail to make the murder look like an accidental car accident."

After everyone's shock subsided, Conan briefly described the incident.

"Mr. Hiramatsu is convinced that he killed President Umegu, fled in his car, and rushed downhill on the mountain road shrouded in thick fog. Conan, Xiaolan, and my disciples can all prove this point."

Mao Lilan nodded, "At that time, Conan and I were looking for Brother Yusuke, and on the way back, we met Mr. Hiramatsu driving over very fast.

I remember that he tried to control the direction at that time, but it may be because of the lack of reaction and the speed is too fast, the direction of the car did not change much. "

Conan, who put down the voice changer, also jumped out from behind the massage chair, "If brother Yusuke hadn't pulled sister Xiaolan and me, we would probably have been bumped."

After speaking, he jumped back again.

Conan picked up the bow and continued, "Just like what Xiaolan said, Mr. Hiramatsu in this driving state, if he suddenly sees the headlights of the oncoming vehicle, he will fall to the bottom of the valley without turning the steering wheel in time."

"But, were there any cars in the opposite lane at that time?" Henggou Sanwu questioned, "When the sun goes down in this area, it is often shrouded in thick fog, and almost no one will drive."

"No, that's not what I meant. The oncoming headlights that Mr. Hiramatsu saw were actually his own headlights. At the scene of the accident, there was a curve reflector. I had shown it to Conan before. The angle of the reflector was changed. tuned."

"In this situation, only insiders will commit crimes!"

As soon as this remark came out, Kasahara Hidego panicked, "Do you mean us by the inside you are talking about!?"

Now he couldn't care less about expressing himself, and crazily dismissed himself, "I don't have time to act alone. In my opinion, the president is very likely."

"You bastard! I'm a victim!"

As soon as Umeya Shiro finished yelling, Conan interrupted him, "President Umeya, after the competition, you left alone, and just now I heard from Mr. Kasahara that when you went out for dinner, you came back alone, didn't you?" ?"

"Wait a minute first," Umegu Shiro was completely anxious, "I have treated you so well, yet you are ungrateful!"

You are good to Mori Kogoro, what does it have to do with me, Conan?

Conan was about to continue reasoning, but Suzuki Yusuke stood up.

"That's up to me."

Hearing this, Conan was a little surprised, and Shiro Umetani's face turned ashen.

Although Conan believed in the strength of his little friend, he was a little uneasy about his experience with the answer just now.

What's more, Suzuki Yusuke actually asked for reasoning.

Is this reasonable?

This is simply not reasonable!

Think again about the guy's mental state today, good or bad...

"Yusuke, let me do it, you're catching a cold, just take a good rest."

Conan opened his mouth to persuade him to retreat, Suzuki Yusuke also shrugged and stopped talking.

"To carry out this killing plan, dense fog is necessary, otherwise Mr. Hiramatsu will be able to find the problem with the reflector, so the only person who can do it..."

"President Meigu, it's you!"

Umegu Shiro immediately cursed, "Don't just talk nonsense!"

"In fact, you already knew that Mr. Ping Song had plans to kill you. It can be seen from the fact that you deliberately changed the cigarette case. After all, your own cigarette case is a unique treasure."

"And Mr. Hiramatsu's suicide note and other things must have been discovered by you in advance."

Conan's idea is the same as that of Suzuki Yusuke, that is, the specifications and capacity of the cigarette box are unreasonable.

He continued to exert pressure, "Besides, only you, the president, can arrange the time of the internal competition to the night when there is thick fog."

"I think, any normal person would not choose to arrange such an important project at this time."

Umegu Shiro couldn't hold his expression any longer, he clamored for Mori Kogoro to show the evidence.

This time Suzuki Yusuke really didn't want to continue listening to boring reasoning, so he couldn't help but say, "After 12 o'clock, won't the evidence come out by itself?"

This......

Henggou Shenwu and the others were still in a daze, but Umegu Shiro opened his mouth slightly and was already speechless.

A moment later, he slumped to his knees, bowed his head and pleaded guilty.

Chapter 305

"Mr...Mr. Maori, is this the end?"

Henggou Sango watched Umegu Shiro plead guilty, but his mind was still confused.

Why did you suddenly plead guilty?

He looked at Suzuki Yusuke and Mori Kogoro respectively, hoping that the master and apprentice could give them an explanation.

The same goes for the others present, silently waiting for the answer.

Seeing that Suzuki Yusuke didn't intend to explain, Conan had to come by himself.

He put the bowknot voice changer that had been put down again to his mouth, "I don't know if you still have the impression that President Umegu said that Mr. Hiramatsu threatened him that if he didn't accept his termination conditions, then he would not hand over AIMS .”

"Without the password, the program in AIMS will self-destruct after 12 o'clock in the evening."

Henggou Sango was the first to react, "If the program is not destroyed after 12 o'clock, it proves that Mr. Hiramatsu and President Umeya have reached a reconciliation, which is contrary to what he said before."

Conan continued, "Actually, from Mr. Hiramatsu's expression in the video, many problems can be seen, from the successful and confident smile at the beginning to the sudden violence."

"Between this, President Meigu must have used words to stimulate Mr. Hiramatsu."

"As expected of a detective," Umegu Shiro stood up and regained his composure, "However, when did you start to doubt me?"

"I just kept being cautious about the incident, and found you on the way to find a solution to the problem."

At this time, the screen of the AIMS control panel on the side lit up, and Masaki Hiramatsu's voice came from inside.

"How are you? President Meigu."

Umegu Shiro looked at the screen with some bitterness. Inside, Hiramatsu Masaki was smiling, and every word seemed to be mocking him.

"Goodbye, President Meigu."

With the last sentence finished, the video playback ends.

"Then we should go too."

Henggou Sango motioned for his subordinates to take Umegu Shiro into the police car, and then asked, "Mr. Mori, your car hasn't been repaired anyway, why don't you go back to the police station with me, and make a record by the way."

"Ahem..." Conan pretended to be tired, "No problem, Police Officer Henggou, but please wait for me a little longer, I want to rest for a while, and try the massage chair again by the way."

"no problem."

Police officer Henggou agreed quickly, but was stopped by Yusuke Suzuki.

"Officer Henggou, I don't know what will happen to that AIMS?"

"AIMS?" Henggou Sango turned his head and glanced, "It should be placed here."

"Then who owns it?"

"This...is really nerve-wracking, what on earth do you want to do?"

Suzuki Yusuke chuckled, "It shouldn't be a problem for me to move it home, right?"

"I'll help you ask when the time comes."

After getting the promise, Suzuki Yusuke stopped pestering Henggou for Sango, and went outside to smoke.

Now I just wait for Mori Kogoro to wake up, and then we will take notes together, and then go back to Tokyo.

As for the car parked on the road, Yusuke Suzuki didn't want it anymore, and even wanted to send it to be dismantled and sold as scrap.

However, that car does not seem to be his...

we'll see.

In less than 10 minutes, Mori Kogoro woke up slowly, and the massage chair just stopped working.

He stretched, and looked around blankly.

After learning that he deduced that President Umeya planned to kill Hiramatsu Masaki, the confused detective kept the surface calm.

As for the heart, well, in fact, he didn't think much about it at all.

At most, he just sighed, the sleeping self is so powerful, one day, he will be able to do it, and fully open the horsepower in the waking state.

"Mr. Molly, shall we go?"

"Ah? Ah, I'm coming right now."

After getting in the car, Henggou Sango flattered Kogoro Mori for a while.

Suzuki Yusuke leaned back on the seat to rest, and the even and steady sound of slight breathing indicated that he had fallen asleep.