Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 646 The Evidence Before Our Eyes

The police arrived on time fifteen minutes later. During this time, Natsukawa confirmed that someone had indeed done the same thing as Kogoro Mouri the day before, making a strange phone call to the hotel.

"Brother Xia Chuan, Brother Mao Li, you're both here!"

After Inspector Megure arrived, he first made a remark, then instructed the coroner to begin his work before immediately approaching Natsukawa and Mori.

"Hey guys, how's it going? Any leads?"

The desire to gain without effort has taken root in Inspector Megure's mind, especially after encountering Natsukawa and Kogoro Mouri today.

When two highly capable detectives come together, all that's needed is for him to arrest the murderer and take a statement.

"We'll have to wait a little longer."

Xia Chuan stared silently at the phone number in his hand and sighed.

This number is neither a landline nor a telephone, but rather the prefix of a public phone booth on the street.

It seems that Ryusuke Soma has made ample preparations.

"Conan, what are you doing?"

When Kogoro Mouri is deep in thought, he has a habit of looking around, hoping to gain some inspiration through observation.

They found no clues, but instead discovered Conan standing in front of Itakura Taku's luggage bag, reaching out to take something.

The crucial point is that Conan wasn't wearing gloves!
After being yelled at, Conan sensed something was wrong, but Mori didn't give him a chance. He reached out, picked him up, and threw him to the door.

"Honestly, what time is it and you're still causing trouble here."

"It hurts!"

Conan plopped down on the ground, his face grim.

He had intended to take advantage of everyone's attention being on Itakura Taku to steal the conspicuous disk with a diary written on it from the luggage bag, but he failed.

"hateful!"

"Alright, the troublesome guy has been thrown out."

Kogoro Mouri clapped his hands, his expression as if he had thrown away something dirty, leaving Conan speechless.

I'm clearly the other person's savior, yet I'm being treated like this. When I turn back into a high school student, I'm definitely going to give Uncle Kogoro a good dressing down.

Ignoring Conan's pleading look, Natsukawa walked up to Subekro and asked, "I noticed before that you seem to be very interested in this game."

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Xia Chuan, hoping to hear him provide clues about the murderer. Unexpectedly, he turned his attention to Xu Beikelu.

"Hey, I'm not the murderer."

Schubeklu stood with his hands on his chest, cold sweat beading on his forehead, forcing a stiff smile. He knew that being arrested over something as trivial as Go was a huge injustice.

"I just think this Go game is very strange."

Xia Chuan's gaze followed to the Go board: "Your company develops Go, so you should be able to see the problem in this game, right?"

"Ah."

Schubek nodded and pointed to one of the white stones surrounded by black stones, saying, "In normal Go rules, stones that are surrounded are removed, but this game is very strange. This white stone is stuck in the middle of the black stones, which is very unreasonable."

"What's this?"

Ryusuke Soma, hands in his pockets, said nonchalantly, "Maybe he was just rehearsing some kind of software bug, or maybe he just didn't want to play anymore at this point in the game, and forgot to pick up the white pieces."

"impossible!"

Naito Sadahira shook his head firmly, and after a moment of thought, said seriously, "I remember that Itakura Taku is a very stubborn person who pays great attention to detail. That is one of the reasons why his software has always been highly praised. He would not make such a low-level mistake, let alone do it on purpose."

"Brother Xia Chuan, have you discovered something? Don't keep me in suspense."

Inspector Megure walked up to Natsukawa and said, "Tell me quickly, otherwise it might take the forensic team a day or two to figure out the cause of death, and we can't keep these three clients here indefinitely." Natsukawa understood Inspector Megure's concerns, and it just so happened that he had the same idea.

"Since Inspector Megure has spoken, I have no choice but to give him face."

That's right
Inspector Megure coughed twice, suppressing a smile, and waved for Takagi to block the doorway.

With experience, he knew what to do first.

—To prevent prisoners from escaping!
"Itakura Taku suffered from an eye disease, and in order to prevent blindness, he may have learned Braille in advance."

"Braille?"

Many people present had never heard of this term before, so it was Conan, who was stopped at the door, who explained it to them.

"Bel script is a dotted writing system used by the blind. We can usually see braille when we ride an elevator. This writing system expresses different meanings through different matrix distribution methods."

"Ok?"

Kogoro Mouri raised an eyebrow and stared at Conan with dead fish eyes.

"Ah, I saw this on TV. I'm so grateful to Uncle Kogoro for showing me the news that day."

Seeing Kogoro Mouri's deadpan expression, Conan immediately tried to cover it up.

Mori doesn't remember when he showed Conan the news, but that's no longer important.

The key point is that Conan knew about Braille because of him!

That's enough.

"Haha, kids should study more. I always said watching the news and TV is good for them."

Mori's gaze met Inspector Megure's for a fleeting moment before he immediately looked away.

Inspector Megure coughed lightly, raising his fist. As a longtime friend, he was almost certain that Mori had made Conan watch TV because he didn't want Conan to influence his drinking.

However, none of that matters. What matters is the relationship between this game of Go, the game of Doji, and Itakura Taku.

"Bright characters, Go."

Naito Sadahira suddenly paused, looking at the chessboard layout as he said, "Like Itakura Taku, I have developed some eye problems due to working in front of the computer for a long time. In order to prevent myself from being unable to live after going blind, I learned Braille in advance."

"let me see."

"Oh, the white pieces above don't seem to be of much use, but the black pieces do seem to be able to form a dot character."

"The murderer, Soma, the evidence, the watch."

The Go board is not small, but it cannot hold too many dots.

These eight words, though brief, convey a very clear message. They are no longer just clues, but irrefutable evidence pointing directly to the identity of the murderer!
Damn it, that guy Itakura Takumi!
Soma Ryusuke, accused of being the murderer, shuddered, his pale face revealing his current state of mind.

Xia Chuan lightly tapped the chessboard with his finger: "Mr. Ryusuke Soma, I remember that you made a chess software, which is very different from Go and Shogi. Itakura Taku probably chose to use Go because of this, since he knew that you couldn't find the bugs in it."

Each word was like a sharp blade, peeling away layer by layer the heart of Ryusuke Soma.

Ryosuke Soma's mood plummeted, but he still wanted to argue back.

“Natsukawa, right? Then tell me, if I kill Itakura Taku, why would he have time to set up Go secrets? Even if he had time, why wouldn’t I destroy them? Even if I don’t understand them, there’s no need to keep them.”

"Yeah, Brother Xia Chuan, there's no reason for this!"

Inspector Megure scratched his head, puzzled.

Xia Chuan frowned slightly and remained silent.

This situation gave Ryusuke Soma a glimmer of hope, and he immediately continued, "Perhaps this is a code left by the murderer to frame me!"

(End of this chapter)