While Tsushima Shuji was complaining in his mind about Mouri Kogoro who didn't know where he was thrown.
In the gas station, Kogoro Mouri, who was stripped down to only his underwear, and the gas station staff were tied together and fell into a deep sleep.
Several detectives were also talking to the tapes.
Yes, it is indeed a conversation.
As if you have already known what other people will say, the tape will give you the corresponding answer lines.
Except what Tsushima Shuji said.
It seems that I never thought that someone would reveal that this was a fake from the beginning, and that the person behind the scenes was not Kaitou Kidd, so no suitable lines were recorded.
"How can you be sure that we will kill each other as you said?" Gunda Ikumi said.
"Because you have already stepped into the magic I set." The tape replied.
Everyone fell into silence.
I almost forgot, this was a pre-recorded line, so there was no way to know that they already knew that the mastermind behind the scenes was not Kaitou Kidd.
"Honestly, it's actually a bit funny to hear this sentence after knowing that the mastermind behind the scenes is not Kaitou Kidd." Motegi Haruhi complained.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"Next, it depends on who will make the first scream." the tape continued.
"Cough cough cough——"
"ah--"
Coughs and screams came together, and everyone was stunned and didn't know who to look at first.
"Tsushima-san? Mr. Motegi? Are you okay?" Mao Lilan asked anxiously.
"Ahem..." Tsushima Shuji vomited a mouthful of blood expressionlessly. He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't help but vomited a mouthful of blood.
"I...of course I'm fine." Motegi Haruhi stopped screaming for a long time and blinked.
"I'm fine too." Tsushima Shuji wiped his mouth with a handkerchief expressionlessly.
Since I couldn't scream, but I wanted to cooperate and support him, I could only vomit a few mouthfuls of blood to cooperate.
"I'm leaving. This is a mountain, not an island in the sea. You can always find a way down the mountain..." Haruhi Motegi said, preparing to leave.
A figure stood up tremblingly, and the chair was knocked down by his violent movements.
He grabbed his throat with both hands, as if he was extremely uncomfortable, and fell to the ground after letting out a whimper.
Everyone's eyes were dull.
It's not enough for Motegi Haruji and Tsushima Shuji. After the two of them finished their performance, another person appeared to continue the performance?
"It's boring if you make too many jokes." Motegi Harushi said.
However, the white horse detective had already stood up and knelt down next to the great Shang Zhushan to check his pulse.
Then he took out a golden pocket watch.
"At twenty-two o'clock, thirty-four minutes, and fifty-one seconds, cardiopulmonary arrest has been confirmed." He announced while looking at the time on his pocket watch.
"Sure enough, it's accurate to the second." Tsushima Shuji calmly drank the black tea.
I didn't want to touch it at first, but when I saw Dashang Zhushan was so dead, I suddenly wanted to drink it.
It's just about biting your fingers...
Shuji Tsushima frowned and stared at his gloved hands.
Just forget it.
"As expected, it's not Kaitou Kidd. Kidd doesn't know how to kill people." Motegi Haruhi said.
"Indeed, that guy has never killed anyone." The white horse detective said.
"His mouth did not turn blue or purple, but there was an almond smell of potassium cyanate..." Ikumi Gunada said while inspecting the body.
"Could it be black tea..." Mouri Kogoro looked at the other person's cup.
"There is no acidification and reduction reaction." Senma Shoyo put the coin into the black tea, then took it out and took a look.
"What on earth is... going on?" Mouri Kogoro frowned.
"It's a cup." Shuji Tsushima said, holding the tea cup.
"Don't you all smell the smell on the handle of the cup?" He seemed to have just discovered it, holding the cup and turning it to observe.
"What? Cup?" Others looked in surprise.
"I just discovered it after I picked up the tea cup when I was drinking tea." Shuji Tsushima took another sip of black tea.
"Mr. Dashang must have a habit of biting his fingers. I just saw him biting it several times. To be honest, I really want to stop him." His tone was helpless, as if he couldn't stand the habit of biting his fingers.
"If I had known this would happen, I should have stopped this habit of his." He sighed.
The other detectives began to examine Dashang Zhushan's cup.
And each other’s respective cups.
The inspection method is very simple, touch the cup with your hand, and then take out a coin to observe whether there is an acidification reduction reaction.
I would like to thank Conan Edogawa for donating the five coins in his wallet.
The result is of course...
Without exception, the coins in everyone's hands have undergone acidification and reduction reactions.
"No wonder... even if we changed places, Mr. Dashang was still dead." Motegi Harushi looked serious.
Because from the beginning, this method of death was specially prepared for the great Shang Zhushan.
"Perhaps the murderer is among us." Edogawa Conan's face was dark and deep that did not match his age.
"But the person is dead, and we won't be able to find the murderer for a while, so... why not go check on the condition of our car parked outside first?" Motegi Harushi suggested.
"Okay, maybe with luck, one or two cars will survive." Ikumi Gunada also took off the gloves she was wearing to examine the corpse.
Toru Amuro and Muya Midorikawa stood up impatiently, followed everyone, and walked out.
When I came to the parking space, I only saw a bunch of...
The wreckage of the car after it exploded and burned.
"The car I rented..." Mouri Kogoro screamed.
"My Alfa Romeo, my woman..." Motegi Harushi's tone was a little angry.
He has always regarded this car as his own woman.
"My Ferrari." Gunda Ikumi sighed.
"Do the Mercedes and the other wreckage belong to you two?" Mouri Kogoro asked Hakuba Detective and Tsushima Shuji again.
"No, I came by taxi." Bai Ma Tan shook his head.
"How should I put it...that BMW is actually Toru-kun's own." Shuji Tsushima said hesitantly.
"Your bodyguard actually drives a BMW?!" Mouri Kogoro showed a shocked expression.
Then he looked at Toru Amuro and Mu Midorikawa with a bitter look.
Shuji Tsushima applauded someone's acting skills in his heart again.
"It's true... not a single part was left..." Toru Amuro looked at the wreckage and fell into silence.
How should he explain to the teacher?
Sure enough, I have to buy an identical one and return it.
He thought so and looked at Tsushima Shuji.
Kaa also came in this car, so he must be responsible too.
If they have to pay compensation, the three of them should pay it together.
Shuji Tsushima looked away, as if he didn't see Toru Amuro at all.
"It doesn't matter, keep going." Midorikawa sighed and patted Toru Amuro on the shoulder.
The car key is in Ling's hand, and it was Ling who suggested driving it.