Conan’s Strongest Inspector

Chapter 37 Madam Masuo Was Killed? 【1】

Conan keenly noticed that Masuo pretended to be agitated and deliberately pressed the public release button, so that Mrs. Masuo’s voice could be heard by everyone.

Mrs. Masuo looked confused: “2 pm? I clearly made an appointment with Mu Mu Inspector at 5 pm. Besides, it is not the police station, but the Mihua Hotel…”

She was pedaling the car, she never expected that a voice suddenly sounded behind her, and she turned back suddenly!

Behind the car, the bookshelf full of books suddenly fell down!

Aiming at the position of his back center on the shelf, an extremely sharp knife was fixed on the shelf and whistled!

A knife to kill!

“Ah!” Madam Masuo turned pale, screamed, and rang the phone.

In the police station, everyone heard the screams of the young woman, and their expressions changed.

“Madame, madam! What’s the matter with you? Did a murderer sneak in?”

Mr. Masuo roared.

But there was no sound on the other end of the phone…

“Damn!” Chief Masuo burst into tears, knelt on the ground and trembled: “Mr. Police Officer, will my wife be killed by the hidden black boss at home?”

“Damn it!” Satou shouted, “Takagi, dispatch the search team immediately! It’s the emergency team! Let’s rush to Masuo’s house!”

“Yes!” Takagi also realized that Madam Masuo was in danger and immediately dispatched.

However, Conan keenly saw that Mr. Masuo, who was kneeling on the ground and crying, had tears flowing, but the corners of his mouth were strangely raised…

“The murderer is this man!”

Conan has locked down the criminals.

You can’t go wrong this time!

Conan’s spirit of pretending was on fire.

Satou, Takagi, Masao got into the car, turned on the police lights, and galloped all the way.

“My home is far away. Even a police car would take an hour to arrive.”

Masuo rubbed his hands anxiously: “How could I be so careless? He clearly knew that the black boss was going to kill people, and he left his wife at home alone?”

“Why are you so sure that your wife is dead? How can you be sure that it was the lurking black boss who killed your wife?”

A childish voice sounded.

“Because of the sudden interruption of the phone call, I can’t get in. How can this happen except that my sweet wife was killed? Who else would murder my wife except that black boss?”

Masao was excited and roared.

Huh?

Turning around, a child did not know when, sitting in the back seat.

Conan.

Takagi, Satou→_→.

Damn, every time I’m not careful, this kid will come uninvited and slip into the police car.

Not only Conan, but also Ayumi Mitsuhiko Genta hidden in the trunk…

This police car technology, the juvenile detective team, is already too 666.

“Conan, the murderer may still be around this time, don’t make trouble!” Satou said carefully.

“Hayi!” Conan had a smile on his face, MMP in his heart, and stared at Masuo with malicious intent: “Hehe, guarding the robbery of 200 million? Let the police make an alibi and kill his wife as a trap? Let’s see how I find you. The fox’s tail. This case must be broken by me!”

Although Conan is a child, he is the king of pretending, Kudou Shinichi!

Masumi was stared at by Conan, his face even more unnatural.

This way, it’s really congested.

Although there was a police car whistling and blessing, and everyone in front avoided it, it took a full hour to reach Masuo’s house.

The fat man with the tail, but took the lead, rushed into the house and shouted: “Madam! Madam! Where are you?”

Takagi and Satou also charged in with guns.

“Huh? Two police officers, there seems to be a voice upstairs! Go!”

Zuowei pointed upstairs.

The two didn’t have time to think about it, and rushed up with guns.

Masuo showed a cunning smile.

Everything, as I expected.

He ran to the deepest part of the first floor, which was his wife’s gym.

He knew that his wife had already died at this time, and she died here.

In order to set up this murder trap, he stayed up all night last night and experimented hundreds of times before he came up with the most perfect murder plan.

Every detail was perfected by him.

The only problem is that there is black tape holding the dagger on the corpse.

Just dash over, recycle the tape, and you’re done!

He took three steps and two steps, and was about to rush in, when suddenly a voice sounded behind him.

“Hey! Uncle, it wasn’t the black boss who killed his wife, it was you, right?”

“what?”

Masumi jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: “Don’t talk nonsense! Hey, is it you?”

Conan, along with the Ayumi trio, grinned and stood behind him, looking confident.

“You little brat, what nonsense? Go away, go away!”

Masuo is eager to eliminate the evidence, but is caught by Conan, and he is so angry that he has the heart to strangle Conan.

Conan yelled, “Officer! Here, here!”

After searching upstairs, Takagi and Satou, who found nothing, came quickly.

“What’s the matter? Did you find Madam?”

Conan stood behind Takagi, looking provocative at Masuo.

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