Mouri Kogoro's expression was stagnant. He felt that what he said made sense. Besides, Officer Megure hadn't come yet, so he had to wait for the autopsy results to come out...
"Mr. Mori, the deceased should have died between eight and nine o'clock, right?"
As soon as Mouri Kogoro turned around, he found Toru Amuro turning over the body, and quickly went to stop it, "I said, don't touch the body casually."
Amuro Toru raised the white gloves on his hands and said, "It's okay, I'm wearing gloves. This kid just moved around without even wearing gloves."
Standing next to Toru Amuro was Conan with a stiff expression. He had felt that something was wrong with this child before. Isn't a child of this age not even afraid of the dead?
Very strange...
As expected, Mouri Kogoro was diverted by him. He went up and punched Conan on the head, then grabbed Conan by the collar and threw him out the door.
"Xiaolan, watch this kid carefully and don't let him run around."
Mao Lilan helped Conan roll around on the ground and patted the ashes on his body, "Look, I asked you to be naughty, but I told you to be more honest a long time ago."
Conan defended in a low voice: "I'm not naughty. Didn't you and Brother Shinichi agree that you asked me to help me remember what happened? That's why I went to see it."
Mao Lilan was speechless by his excuse. Since it was unreasonable, she simply gave him a slap on the butt without being reasonable.
Conan cried out in pain: "Why did you hit me again?"
"Who told you to laugh at me during the recording of the show?" Mao Lilan folded his arms and pouted.
Conan: "..."
Over there, Mouri Kogoro looked at Toru Amuro and said strangely: "Aren't you a hearse driver? How come you still know these detectives' knowledge?"
Toru Amuro laughed, "Because I have always been very interested in detective reasoning, so I studied a lot on my own. By chance, I was asked by the president to be a driver. I actually wanted to be apprenticed to Mr. Mori."
Mouri Kogoro believed it without saying anything. He patted Toru Amuro on the shoulder and said seriously: "Young man, you are very discerning. My famous detective Mouri Kogoro will never hide anything, and I will definitely teach you well, hahahaha -
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Mouri Kogoro's extraordinary self-confidence made Toru Amuro feel as if he was on a pirate ship, but he could only follow him, "Then I'll ask Teacher Mouri to teach me more."
Mouri Kogoro patted him hard on the shoulder, "It's easy to talk about, so I just want to use today's case to teach you on the spot."
"Wait a minute, let me tell you, since you said Suwa's death time was from eight to nine o'clock, then it has nothing to do with me, right?" Matsuo Takashi interrupted the passionate conversation between the newly minted master and apprentice.
"I was recording a show at that time, so there was no way I had time to kill people. Mr. Maori, I was on stage with you at the time, so you should know."
Mouri Kogoro had just said that he was the murderer, and now he was slapped in the face. He couldn't lose face in front of his new apprentice.
After racking his brains to think, Mouri Kogoro suddenly clapped his hands.
"No, you obviously went out once during the recording of the program. When the video tape was played, you said you went to the toilet, but you didn't actually go to the toilet. Instead, you went to this room and killed Mr. Suwa Michihiko. Is that right?
"
Mouri Kogoro felt that he had grasped the truth and had regained the balance. He turned to look at Amuro Toru, wanting to appreciate his apprentice's admiration, but he saw that Amuro Toru had somehow moved over to Hanyu Kiyosu's side.
, the two people seemed to be talking about something.
Damn it, this unlucky disciple actually missed his handsome side just now.
Toru Amuro asked in a low voice to Hanyu Kiyosu: "Is this the murderer?"
Hanyu Kiyosu nodded. Just now, when Mouri Kogoro asked the crowd who had conflicts with the deceased, he had already discovered the conflict of interest between the host, Matsuo Takashi, and the producer, Suwa Michihiko.
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Suwa Michihiko wanted to cancel Matsuo Takashi's show and replace it with a beautiful host, so that the ratings would be better, but Matsuo Takashi obviously didn't want to be replaced.
The motive was established. Matsuo Takashi had just produced an alibi, and he was a key figure in the case, so he was right.
Over there, Matsuo Takashi began to argue, "The studio where I host the show is on the ninth floor, and this is the fourth floor. No matter how hard I run, it will take more than six minutes to get here."
"But I could only go to the toilet for four minutes at most, because the video tape played at that time was only four minutes long. How could I rush here to kill people and then go back?"
Amuro Toru narrowed his eyes. He understood this so clearly. It seems that the murderer is really him. However, can the president rely on divination to investigate the case?
"President, how do you think he did it? Judging from his words, he must have used other tricks to complete this seemingly impossible thing, so that his alibi could be confirmed."
"It's very simple, he just needs to..."
Before Hanyu Kiyosu finished speaking, Mouri Kogoro, who was being squeezed by the murderer, shouted, "Amuro, come here."
The teacher I just met called him for something, so Toru Amuro had no choice but to go over and see what he wanted to do.
Mouri Kogoro pressed Amuro Toru's shoulder with a serious look on his face.
"Now there is an important task for you. You run from here to the studio on the ninth floor, get something from there, and then come back. I will time you to see how much time it takes. Remember to use your fastest
speed."
Toru Amuro: "..."
Before he could respond, Mouri Kogoro had already turned up his wrist and stared at his watch, "Ready..."
Amuro Toru prepared himself with all his might.
"run!"
As soon as Mouri Kogoro finished speaking, Toru Amuro ejected like a cannon from the barrel, and instantly disappeared.
Matsuo Takashi on the side swallowed his saliva and suddenly became worried. He moved closer to Mouri Kogoro and stared at the watch to count the time.
Thirty seconds...
One minute...
Two minutes...
Three minutes... Before three minutes arrived, Toru Amuro was already standing in front of the two of them again. He was only slightly out of breath. He took out a notebook from his arms and said with a confident smile:
"I found out, Teacher Maori, that you forgot your notebook in the studio, so I got it back for you. It shouldn't be too slow, right?"
Matsuo Takashi panicked, "It's impossible, you cheated. It's impossible to go back and forth so quickly, it's absolutely impossible!"
Toru Amuro looked at him with squinted eyes, "You seem to be very nervous... Nothing is impossible. In fact, I haven't used my full strength yet..."
Mao Lilan tightened her arms around Conan and gritted her teeth and said, "Dad, it's true that he forgot such an important thing there. I don't know how many people have looked through it during this period."
Death of Girls Club, classic replay.
Conan was so strangled that he could hardly breathe. He quickly patted Mao Lilan's hand. The latter suddenly realized and quickly let go of him.
Mouri Kogoro was very satisfied with the performance of his new apprentice. He laughed proudly and said to Matsuo Takashi:
"You don't have to quibble. At worst, I'll find a few more people to stand at various places on this route as witnesses, and then let Amuro run again to expose your lies!"