The man in Conan is the mastermind behind the scenes

"Yes! That's right! That must be it!"

Cedar Nami said firmly: "There is also an elevator. We went up and down several times, but the signal there is not good!"

The policewoman sneered, "Has anyone else seen you?"

"There was a security guard in the parking lot who saw it."

Mu Mu Shisan immediately contacted the manager of the apartment and got a reply. It was between 11:30 and 12 o'clock, and he didn't see him again after that.

"This place is only ten minutes' drive from Miwa Central Park, so you have all the time to commit the crime!"

"Hey, you are just imagining this, why should I kill him?"

Nami Cedar looked at Kudo Shinichi angrily, "I've read about you in the newspaper, a famous high school detective and the savior of the Metropolitan Police Department. Come and tell these guys, what's the benefit of killing someone? I'm afraid that the loan sharks he owes will not be paid. Come to me?"

Kudo Shinichi was silent for a few breaths.

"Fake insurance."

Nami Cedar was stunned, and was about to explode again when she saw Shinichi Kudo pointing at several insurance policies on the coffee table and looking at Kiyoko Cedar.

"You should hide something like this that cannot be seen by Mr. Cedar, but it was found out all of a sudden. Why do you think it is?"

Qingzi lowered her eyebrows, "I..."

"Because Kiyoko is my daughter! I have known her since she was a child. Is there any problem?!" Nami Nami's face turned red and she interrupted loudly.

Kudo Shinichi sighed, "Xedong-san must have told you that she bought personal accident insurance for her father. Thinking back now, you were not too surprised when you heard the police say that the insurance policy was huge."

"No! You..."

Kudo Shinichi interrupted directly, "Xedong-san, did you make a phone call or send an email?"

Qingzi's voice trembled slightly, "Email."

"Why?"

"Because, at that time yesterday, there was nothing left to miss."

"That's not what I asked."

"because……"

Qingzi smiled sadly, "She is my mother."

Chapter 4 The detective is running wildly on the wrong road

Even though he suffered a lot of pain, he still chose to forgive because of the warmth.

Sad, pitiful.

Everyone turned to look at Nami Cedar. The layer of putty on her face seemed to have solidified, and her expression was extremely stiff. But in just a short moment, the mask slowly squirmed, and she forced a smile that she thought was gentle.

"That gambling dog dies, you still have 100 million, and you can live a good life from now on, don't worry about it."

This man is hopeless.

Mu Mu Thirteen pressed down the brim of his hat and said in a deep voice: "Ms. Cedar, please come with us to the crime scene. The homeless there said that a suspicious person was witnessed."

"Damn it! You definitely took the money! It's totally out of thin air!"

Nami Cedar continues to go berserk, her 400 million!

"Please cooperate with the investigation. The police will never unjustly accuse a good person."

Memu Shisan's tone was low, and after speaking, he turned to look at Qingzi. Even a good old man like him was feeling quite irritable now.

"Qingzi-kun, please come with me."

Qingzi nodded weakly, holding on to the sofa and trying to stand up, but it seemed that the repeated blows had taken away all her energy, and she could not stand up for a while.

The policewoman hurried over to help him, and Yingsheng patted Kudo Shinichi on the shoulder.

"Can I go over and have a look?" Yingsheng asked.

"It should be okay, as long as it doesn't damage the scene."

Kudo Shinichi looked at Megure Thirteen, and Megure nodded. Just like all previous cases, it was normal for passers-by like Xiaolan and Yingsheng to watch.

"Has Shuiyue also become interested in the case?"

Kudo Shinichi is eager to give it a try, intending to practice his detective skills with a friend he has only recently become acquainted with.

"I'm just curious. After all, it's a case around me." Yingsheng walked at the end of the crowd. He took out his mobile phone and took a look. The connection was successful. After entering the elevator, he said casually, "The signal is not bad."

Kudo Shinichi looked at Cedar Nami with sharp eyes. Cedar Nami glanced at her mobile phone and saw two bars of signal, and her heart suddenly filled with anger.

Even her cell phone is against her, right?

What exactly is going on? !

The atmosphere in the elevator was dull. After arriving at the underground parking lot, before Cedar Nami could look at her phone again, the phone rang. She was stunned for a moment. Just as she was about to say something, she heard the cold voice of the policewoman in front of her.

"Take it and try it."

Cedar Nami hesitated for two seconds, then gritted her teeth and pressed the answer button. She had done nothing in the first place, so these gangster policemen should not try to slander her!

"Hey, can you hear me?" she said loudly.

The female police officer turned on the speakerphone, and the sound coming from the speaker was intermittent, and there was also some slight electrical noise.

The police and Kudo Shinichi frowned, while Cedar Nami was ecstatic.

"Look, with this kind of call quality, if I keep my phone in my bag all the time, the signal will definitely be worse. This is Motorola's problem, what does it have to do with me!"

"Let's go to the scene first." Kudo Shinichi said.

Mihua Central Park occupies a large area. There is a corner of the woods where few people pass by, and some homeless people gradually gather there.

They lost their stable homes for various reasons, so it was difficult for them to find regular jobs, so they could only make a living as part-time workers, build cardboard houses to live in, and wander around all day long.

When the police team came over, there were a few homeless people doing nothing, lying on the cardboard and basking in the sun.

Kudo Shinichi frowned slightly, he couldn't understand.

These people obviously have sound limbs, so why are they so unwilling to make progress, work hard, and get back on track?

Mu Mu Thirteen was quite used to this. He glanced at the vigilant homeless people and waved to one of them.

"Mr. Tojo, come here."

The homeless man, who was barely dressed neatly, ran over quickly, pointed at Nami Cedar and Okao Yamada behind him, and asked: "You said before that you saw suspicious people jumping into the leakage site, right? them?"

Tojo looked carefully for a moment and shook his head: "That person was dressed in black, with a mask and a peaked cap. I really can't identify him."

Mumu Shisan frowned, but before he could open his mouth, a police officer quickly ran in from outside the woods, holding a large transparent plastic bag in his hand.

"Police Department, the pair of yellow thick-soled insulated shoes that Mr. Tojo mentioned have been found!"

If you dare to enter the leakage area, of course you will have special equipment. The police had learned this information before, searched everywhere in the area, and finally found clues in a trash can near the park.

Megure Thirteen immediately wanted to compare the two of Cedar Nami. Cedar Nami snorted and pulled Yamada Okao to take a step back.

"What does the shoe size mean? Anyone can pretend. You'd better go over and take a DNA test. We don't dare to touch it, lest it becomes unclear later."

She has determined that the police definitely collected money from the insurance company!

Nami Cedar sneered and said: "And you said before that Masato Cedar was already dead when the suspicious person entered. If I killed him to defraud insurance, my purpose has been achieved, why do I have to go there in vain?"

"Maybe there is evidence on him that points to you. You have to go and clean it up."

The crime scene was not far from here. Mu Mu Shisan raised his hand and pointed there, saying in a deep voice: "Didn't you say that he stole something from your house last night? But except for the one he held tightly in his hand, Headband, nothing on him."

"He is a dog gambler, he will definitely lose!"

Cedar Nami became irritated, what on earth are these police talking about!

"This is the key. We visited the underground gambling house that Masato Cedar often went to. The people there said that he didn't go gambling at all last night." Megure Shisan's eyes were sharp, "There is also the izakaya he went to every night. Yesterday has not passed!"

"Tch..." Cedar Nami said disdainfully: "It's just a change of venue. What does this mean?"

"Do you think it's all such a coincidence?"

"But it is what it is."

Megure Thirteen was silent. He had to admit that even if the woman Nami Cedar looked suspicious, as far as the current situation was concerned, the police did not have clear evidence.

He could only look at Kudo Shinichi expectantly, expecting his brother to be as awesome as ever.

Kudo Shinichi is constantly wandering in the woods, hoping to find clues.

To be honest, he is in a fog now.

Although he was addicted to gambling, he was still relatively stable. Last night, he suddenly ran into his estranged wife's house to rob him. After that, he didn't go to a familiar place to have fun. He died unexpectedly in the park at noon the next day. No matter how you look at it, he has a strange feeling. Smells of conspiracy.

But, where is the breakthrough?

Because of that hair tie, Cedar Nami seemed to be the most suspicious, but she hurried to Ian's apartment to move things, which was stupid, but it alleviated her suspicion a lot.

Kudo Shinichi had a vague feeling that he seemed to have been misled, and that the direction of his and the police's investigation was wrong from the beginning...

Huh? !

In the corner of the homeless cardboard house, Kudo Shinichi suddenly caught a glimpse of something worthy of attention on the edge of a cardboard box.

A pair of long orange insulated gloves!

"Officer Megure!"

Kudo Shinichi immediately called someone over and asked who the homeless people were who lived here. Tojo thought for a moment and beat his hands and said, "Yes, that guy Itahara told us about it when we were chatting. He was a homeless man in the past. electrician!"

"What?!"

Mumu Shisan was shocked. Could it be that the suspicious person near the body was just a vagrant? !

He immediately had people search for hair in the cardboard house and sent it along with the shoes for testing. At the same time, he tried his best to contact the company where Ithara worked before he was fired.

As the sky gradually dimmed, all information was gathered. The pair of shoes indeed belonged to Itahara, and his former company even found the corresponding number on the purchase order.

"Now things will be clear!"

Nami Cedar was beaming with joy, "It was all just a misunderstanding. Masato Cedar was accidentally electrocuted and died. The homeless man named Itahara, who wanted to make money, went and stole something from the body under tight protection. It has nothing to do with me!"

Yingsheng yawned and continued to play with his mobile phone. It would be good if the case was closed at this point.

But the police and Kudo Shinichi were not willing to give up. They still felt there was a problem.

"Kudo Shinichi, can you tell me everything you have been through since yesterday at 12 noon?" Kudo Shinichi looked at Kiyoko Cedar.

Yingsheng raised his eyebrows slightly, this is awesome.

Can the time be pushed back to yesterday? The police have already conducted an autopsy?

Qingzi nodded slightly, "Of course."

Please collect...

Chapter 5 Getting closer to the truth!

Kiyoko has a perfect alibi because she did nothing in the first place.

In other words, the steps she needed to complete were far before noon yesterday. In Ian's Apartment 2601 early yesterday morning, Kudo Shinichi had not discovered the key yet.

"Is this the end of the matter?"

At night, on the balcony next to each other on the 26th floor, Kiyoko was swinging on the swing and asked softly.

The police and Kudo Shinichi's investigation focus was still on Yukimatsu Nami. After Kiyoko's suspicion was completely eliminated, she returned to the apartment.

Hotaru continued to listen to the scene of the accident for a while, and also said hello to Kudo Shinichi and slipped away.

He was just a passerby.

"I don't think I left any loopholes, but who can tell about this kind of thing."

Hotaru raised his hand and threw a small cyan MP3 into Kiyoko's hand, "For example, this, although Mr. Yukimatsu's contemptuous name for you and your son is the same, the word "small" is still a bit redundant."

Small,

bitch.