Conan’s Strongest Uncle

Chapter 33

Officer Megure, who followed closely behind, caught up and shouted, “Who are you, why are you so close to the body?”

“Judging from the degree of blood coagulation, this guy named Jiang Xinzhe should have died between 2:00 and 3:00 in the morning last night. The deceased had signs of fighting before he died. From the outside, there were many techniques that attacked him. The fatal wound was A knife that committed suicide by opening the abdomen.” Kudou Yūsaku raised his glasses and stood up: “My lord, Kudou Yūsaku, has a lot of experience in the reasoning of the case, and can assist the police officer in handling the case.”

“With Jiang Xinzhe’s dignified sitting posture before his death, although his face was ferocious, but his neat appearance was enough to prove that the deceased was stunned first, and then let others pose as a sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial, it can be seen that the strength of the murderer far surpassed the deceased, and Jiang Xinzhe Another Taekwondo champion, from this point of view, everyone who participated in the martial arts competition this time should be the most suspicious.” Tōyama Ginshirō also stood up: “I and Hattori Heizou are senior students from the Osaka Police Academy, reserve police officers, and also The contestants of this martial arts competition.”

“Not only that, the knife in Jiang Xinzhe’s hand is not small. If I guess correctly, it should be a must-have weapon for Miyamoto martial arts swordsmen. I’m right, Miyamoto Xinwu Sir.” Hattori Heizou has a deep research on swords, and instantly revealed the origin of the weapon.

Miyamoto Xinwu on the side changed his face instantly, and sweat dripped down: “It’s not me, it’s not me.”

After saying that, he wanted to run out of the gym, but was kicked one by one by the black feathers beside him, losing his center of gravity. After that, he suffered a shoulder fall and fell to the concrete floor, mourning endlessly.

Officer Megure hurriedly directed the left and right police officers to put Miyamoto Xinwu in custody.

Megure looked at the three who stood up, Hattori Heizou, Tōyama Ginshirō, and Kudou Yūsaku, opened their mouths, but said nothing.

The three stood up, their eyes crossed, and they were fighting each other.

Mouri looked at the reasoning of these three people, and sure enough, they were all masters. Kisaki Eri raised his glasses and looked thoughtful when he saw this scene, but Yukiko looked excited: “Wow, wow, Mouri, reasoning. Showdown yeah, hey, how can you, a big-limbed idiot, understand this kind of thing.”

Mouri’s head pounded violently when he heard this, what is a idiot with developed limbs?

However, he saw that all three of them began to find something, and Mouri felt a sense of crisis in his heart. He hurriedly ran towards the martial arts field, trying to find clues.

“Hey, hey, who are you? You can’t go in.” Megure grabbed Mouri.

“Why can’t they get in?”

“One of them is good at reasoning, and the two reserve police officers are helpful to the case. What can you do, just stay outside for me.” Megure had a fiery temper when he was young, and pushed Mouri to the side of the waiting crowd.

“Damn it.” If it weren’t for the more than ten years of friendship in his mind, Mouri would have wanted to give Megure a bad luck charm.

In this way, we can only start from other directions.

The officers began to question and investigate, and Mouri could only listen to fragments of information outside.

The person who discovered the murder was the referee Kobayashi of the martial arts competition. When the door was opened in the morning, he found the body as soon as he came in, and immediately reported the crime.

Mouri Kogoro doesn’t quite believe that Miyamoto Xinwu is the murderer. This guy’s long knife is broken, and he has lost most of his skills. Where is Jiang Xinzhe’s opponent? , not very realistic.

If it weren’t for this Miyamoto Xinwu, then the murderer would be among the remaining four. Hattori Heizou and Tōyama Ginshirō would become high-level police officers in the future. Or maybe Kuroba might commit a crime.

No, there was another person, Mouri turned to look at the referee Kobayashi.

As a referee, he has the ability to stop both sides of the contest at any time, and he is a very prestigious referee specially invited by the Suzuki Foundation. He is proficient in many martial arts. Although he looks old, he may also commit crimes.

Mouri Kogoro just thought of this, and Kudou Yūsaku came over after talking with the staff at the university: “The classmate responsible for arranging your rest just said that Judge Kobayashi also lived here at the university last night. I wonder if it is true?”

Xiaolin Quan frowned: “Yes, it was very late after I arranged everything yesterday, and I thought about coming to the gym today, so I didn’t leave and stayed.”

Kudou Yūsaku continued: “If I remember correctly, Mr. Kobayashi is proficient in many techniques, and he had a battle with Jiang Xinzhe’s father, Mr. Jiang Guanghao twelve years ago, and was seriously injured. He was resting for more than half a year. Okay, right?”

Xiaolinquan’s brows deepened, and he hesitated for a moment before admitting it.

Mouri frowned and took another step slower.

When Yukiko saw this, he couldn’t help but said, “I didn’t expect this guy to look so stupid and so smart.”

Xiaolinquan opened his mouth and defended: “But that is also an old thing. No matter how unbearable I am, I will not shoot at the opponent’s son, let alone cause death.”

The clue was disconnected again here. Officer Megure waved his hand and said, “Mr. Kobayashi, please help us in our investigation.” After that, he took Kobayashi Quan aside for questioning.

Miyamoto Xinwu exclaimed excitedly: “I said I didn’t do it, why don’t you believe me, I drank a lot of alcohol in my room last night, and fell asleep when I was drunk… This knife, this knife It was lost a few days ago, how could I know how I would appear here, someone must want to blame me, it’s really bad luck for eight lifetimes.”

Mouri carefully observed the expressions of Ogi Saddle and Kuroba. Both of them looked normal, but Mouri had an indescribable strange feeling.

“How could a case happen inexplicably? This Jiang Xinzhe died tragically.”

The big wooden saddle had a lively expression, Mouri pretended to have an accidental foot sprain, fell to the big wooden saddle, and immediately felt that this guy was all tense, his eyes became extremely sharp, and his right hand was not free. Knowingly touch the back.

Immediately, the big wooden saddle reacted, pretending to be innocent, and supported Mouri Kogoro.