[Comprehensive] Disaster caused by SMS confession

Kitagawara stared at the old-fashioned wall clock in the room in a daze.

The wall clock looks very old, but the pattern on the side is very delicate, with a sense of simple luxury.Bei Chuanyuan looked around and found that most of the surroundings were painted like this.He couldn't help but think of the student council president's room in his university. The simple and crude modern decoration style is probably the difference between a nouveau riche and an aristocrat here.

Bei Chuanyuan didn't know how many times he sighed.

"Mr. Baima." His voice was exhausted, "I can understand that you regard me as a suspect, but why do you have to handcuff me?"

Bei Chuanyuan raised his hand feebly, and shook the iron cuffs on his wrist slightly, "Do you know that this is restricting personal freedom?"

"For a dangerous person," Detective Baima said coldly, "this is obviously necessary."

"So how many times have I said, it wasn't the building I bombed!"

Tan Baima disapproved, "Are you still insisting on the sophistry of the original sin of tennis? I know our school's tennis club better than you. It is true that their tennis balls are very powerful. But no matter how powerful they are, tennis balls alone cannot stay on the wall." Let's leave the traces of ****."

Why not, the tennis played by the tennis players here is almost comparable to a nuclear bomb.Bei Chuanyuan endured his desire to complain, but also had to admit that the other party's reasons were impeccable.

According to the theory of equivalent exchange, no matter how fission and decomposition of tennis balls are performed, the raw materials cannot be produced.The cracks in the walls were indeed made by **.

From this point of view, Kitagawara, who was the only one present at the time, was indeed the biggest suspect.

No, there is actually another one.But Kitagawara subconsciously ruled him out, the first impression is always deeply ingrained, not to mention Tsunayoshi Sawada spent three years thoroughly demonstrating what a waste is.

Objectively speaking, Tsunayoshi Sawada is not capable of doing this.Subjectively speaking, Bei Chuanyuan did not want to believe it.

Bei Chuanyuan never liked to be slaughtered by others, if he was framed like this in the usual way, he would have jumped up a long time ago.But this time, he was put in handcuffs and locked up here half-willingly, because Bei Chuanyuan himself knew very well that, given the severity of this matter, it was already very good for him as the biggest suspect to be treated like this. up.

From the few key words that were always mentioned here and there in the phone calls that Detective Baima made to the Metropolitan Police Department, Bei Chuanyuan probably understood why Detective Baima was so serious.

The university is going through a political crisis and seems to be influenced by gangsters and mafia.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

"As you said, I have no evidence to prove my innocence, but the same," Kitagawara took a deep breath, "you also have no direct evidence to prove my guilt."

Baima Tan took a deep look at him, curled his fingers, and unconsciously tapped on the table, "Indeed, no sexual reaction was detected on your body, that's why you are still staying here."

Just as he finished speaking, the phone rang suddenly.

Detective Hakuba frowned, "Heiji Hattori? I remember this is Officer Takagi's call."

"He was attacked," the voice on the other side was panting and windy, "I'll talk about this matter later, you come here right now."

"We have a little clue here about the young Italian Mafia boss."

***

"The port gang and the Italian mafia?"

Mori Kogoro's voice was high, and Police Officer Mu Mu covered one ear with a headache, "Mori brother, please speak softly."

"In short," Police Officer Mu Mu cleared his throat, "According to the information report just now, there may be an arms deal between them, but it seems that the cooperation stopped midway, and now the two sides are exchanging fire."

"Eh?" Conan interjected at the right time, "But if there is a firefight, why is it in a crowded place like the campus?"

"About this, uh..." Police Officer Megure paused, "The high-level information shows that the leader of the mafia may be a college student."

Officer Megure also obviously felt that this incident was too incredible, and quickly changed the topic, "Anyway, the primary goal now is to find out the two gangsters and mafia members who are exchanging fire, and it is best not to cause commotion as much as possible."

"Why didn't the people evacuate?"

"It's easy to startle the enemy, and although it is known that there are only two people on the campus now, they are very good at using guns, weapons of mass destruction." Officer Mu Mu obviously also has a headache, "If the other party is impulsive, the population is so large. In dense places, the casualties will be very heavy."

"In other words," Hattori Heiji said, "you want us to find those two members secretly."

"That's right," Officer Meguro nodded, "This kind of organization is familiar to the members of the Metropolitan Police Department. Although you are both detectives, the other party is Italian after all, so they shouldn't treat you too much." understanding."

"Understood, Nako—" Heiji Hattori changed his words in time, "Uncle Mori, how about we split up?"

"Actually, let me tell you," Mori Kogoro slapped Hattori Heiji's head, "College students like you just stay here obediently and take care of women and children. I don't have time to take care of you when you get injured. You."

"Don't worry," Hattori Heiji smiled bitterly, "It's not the first time I've done this kind of thing, I'm very experienced, right, Conan."

Just as Conan was about to nod, Kogoro Mori picked him up and threw him aside, "Come on, you too, just stay here obediently!"

As it turns out, the duel between Mori Kogoro and the student detective duo has never been won once.

Mori Kogoro glanced at the one big and one small who were following behind him, "Really...you can follow along, don't hinder me!"

Mori Kogoro sighed, and began to look at the students around him.Regarding the high-level intelligence of Police Officer Megure, Mori Kogoro believed at least seven or eight percent.He had been a policeman before, so he knew exactly what this high-level person meant. That is to say, the authenticity of the intelligence that flowed from there could be guaranteed.

For such a big event as a firefight with the gangsters in the port, it is impossible not to show up, and maybe even be among this group of students right now.

As he was thinking, a person bumped into him suddenly.

"Sorry," even though he has been trained by Li Baoen for several years, the attribute of waste wood still wants to trick him at critical moments from time to time. Tsunayoshi Sawada does not expect to change the magical setting of the left foot tripping the right foot. up.

After apologizing, let's go quickly, the prison temple is still waiting for him there.

"I said you," Mori Kogoro stroked his chin, "you look suspicious."

Tsunayoshi Sawada felt his heart skip a beat.

"You're not the Italian mafia boss, are you?"

Hattori Heiji and Conan collectively rolled their eyes, and started again, the magical reasoning from Mori Kogoro.

"I said uncle, are you too sudden?"

"Hmph, what do you brats know?" Mori Kogoro began to analyze logically, "First of all, the mafia leader must not be eye-catching. It is best that the daily state is completely opposite to the professional state, so as not to attract suspicion."

"In addition, the left foot tripping the right foot is completely impossible for ordinary people to do. If there is no professional training, how can it be done so proficiently? Obviously, he deliberately pretended to be like this."

"Finally," Kogoro Mori took a step in front of Tsunayoshi Sawada, "Based on my detective instinct, it must be you."

Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the finger that was about to poke his eyelid, and felt that he had nothing to say.

What I said above is quite correct, he thought in a tangled up state, but it's really not what I think about stumbling with the left foot and the right foot.

Conan is accustomed to facing Mori Kogoro's nonsense reasoning, he gave Hattori Heiji a wink, and the two worked together to pull Mori Kogoro aside.

"This classmate, I'm really sorry," Hattori Heiji smiled at him embarrassedly, "Uncle, he likes to joke."

Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the backs of the three of them going away, and said helplessly, "Is the famous detective Mori Kogoro? It really is, don't underestimate it..."

***

"what happened?"

Detective Baima hurried to the place Hattori Heiji said, and saw him bandaging the wound.

"Small injury, it's just affected by **. We met one of the members, but unfortunately we didn't see the face."

"What is the clue you mentioned?"

"Look at the file," Hattori Heiji glanced at the documents on the table, "next to it is the analysis chart we listed."

"us?"

"And Uncle Mori, he took Police Officer Takagi to treat his injuries first."

Baima glanced at Conan, "What about him?"

Conan immediately spoke in a childlike voice, "I was a little curious, so I came with Brother Heiji."

No matter how many times he watched it, this child gave him a very strong sense of disobedience, but there were more important things in front of him, so Tan Baima had no choice but to let go of the strange feeling in his heart.

"The fact that the leader of the mafia is a college student can be confirmed. It is the information from the top of the Metropolitan Police Department, and there will be no mistakes."

"Even then, the range is still huge."

"No," Hattori Heiji smiled, "Of course it's not the only ones. When we caught up with that member, we overheard him complaining, 'Where the hell is Judaime'?"

"Judaimu..." Baima leaned against the wall with arms crossed, "It's the leader, and his subordinates are looking for him."

"Then think about it in the opposite direction, is the leader also looking for his subordinates?"

"The college student can be said to have perfectly concealed his identity. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he certainly does not want to be exposed."

Baima Tan went on, "So, the only purpose of him looking for his subordinates is to calm down the incident first. Because for them, the confidentiality of identity is the first."

"And now, let's look at the problem from the perspective of Judai," Hattori Heiji said slowly, "Just as we have no direction to find them, he obviously has to run around the campus."

"However, even if he is running around, he will definitely pass through places with traces of sex. But there is one thing to pay attention to."

Hakuba Tan and Hattori Heiji glanced at each other, "There will be no sexual reaction on him, because he came out to find someone, not the executor."

"Then exclude all those who don't meet the criteria," Conan murmured in a low voice, "the remaining one must be the truth."

Detective Baima threw the file on the table and thought of a person who was almost perfect.

"Beichuan was originally the mafia we were looking for." Baima Tan said.

The author has something to say:

Kitagawara: The detectives I met were probably fake.

Kogoro Mori: But no one believed me.

PS: The reasoning is ridiculous, don't take it seriously.