Conan: Money Talks

Of course, this was just a sudden thought in Conan's head. As a good boy of the new era, whether he was Kudo Shinichi or Edogawa Conan, he firmly believed in science and never believed that there were gods and ghosts in this world. To him, it was feudal superstition.

Therefore, Conan just smiled at his previous thoughts in the end. He just felt that Miyamoto Han's reasoning ability was too strong. He did not believe that there were people in this world who could predict the future.

Conan was feeling unhappy, his eyes wandered around the room, and soon he saw a photo on the desk.

"Who is the sister in the photo?"

Conan pointed at the photo and asked

"What the hell are you doing with other people's photos?" Maori Kogoro yelled

"It's okay." Nakayama Hidemasa sighed,"The person in the photo is my sister, but she passed away in January this year!"

""I'm sorry for bringing up your sad story!"

Kogoro apologized, then gave Conan a fierce look.

"But it's really amazing that you can start a company at such a young age!"

Kogoro said this to ease the embarrassment.

"Actually, this company was started when Fujii, my sister and I opened the company together when we were students. At that time, we believed that even if we didn't know the people, we should actively bother to get jobs, so we named it Jiamanbao. Later, beyond our expectations, the business of this company was surprisingly good, and two years later it became a leader in the cleaning industry! My sister was originally my secretary, but she died in an accident in January this year."

Nakayama Hidemasa suddenly said with a very serious expression:"Officer, there are some things you will know if you investigate, so I can tell you in advance here that there was actually a very serious dispute between Fujii and me!

Because Fujii wanted to be independent and open a cleaning company outside, what's more, he also wanted to poach several excellent employees to work in his company.

Therefore, we have been negotiating about work recently.

And today, I also arranged to discuss things with Fujii!

"

Just at this moment, the police officer in charge of investigating the scene pushed the door open. He was holding an evidence bag in his hand, and in the bag was the harmonica that was dropped at the scene, with an English name written on it.

The police officer also said:"Inspector Megure, we found traces of slight metal friction on the roof of the abandoned building opposite, so the steel is very likely to have fallen from the roof of that building!"

"Moreover, we have checked the harmonica, and the English name on it should be the deceased's thing."

The police officer in charge of the investigation paused and continued.

Nakayama Hidemasa, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed to remember something and straightened his back.

"Yes, that harmonica belongs to Fujii! Because I have seen him play it several times.

The investigating officer said indifferently:"But there are no fingerprints on the harmonica."

""Hmm?"

Inspector Megure had a question mark on his face.

Even Nakayama showed a very shocked expression.

Miyamoto Han knew that this was because the result deviated from his expectations.

Inspector Megure said puzzledly:"If this is Fujii's thing, there should be his fingerprints on it!"

Everyone began to wonder what role this harmonica played.

Nakayama Hidemasa had cold sweat on his face at this time. He suddenly stood up and said to Inspector Megure:"Officer, can I go out now?"

Inspector Megure wanted to nod in agreement, but Miyamoto Han suddenly stood up at this time.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Sun Yat-sen, I'm afraid you can't leave now!"

""Huh~" The people around focused their attention on Miyamoto Han.

Inspector Megure stared at Miyamoto Han in surprise,"Miyamoto, could it be that you……"

"Yes, Inspector Megure, I now know the truth of the matter. Before I make any inferences, no matter what happens, Mr. Nakayama, you have to listen to what I say first!"

"Why?"Zhongshan protested.

"Because you are the murderer in this case!"

Miyamoto Han pushed his glasses and said solemnly.

Zhongshan widened his eyes and subconsciously took a step back.

"Miyamoto, what's going on?"

Inspector Megure asked hurriedly.

"First of all, let's discuss how Mr. Nakayama killed Fujii. From the very beginning, Mr. Nakayama placed a harmonica in the alley that Fujii had to pass through. Then when Fujii passed by the alley and bent down to pick up the harmonica, Mr. Nakayama released steel in the office, letting the steel fall vertically and hit Fujii on the head!"

"Oh, wait." Inspector Megure quickly stopped Miyamoto Han,"This is a bit strange! How did Mr. Nakayama know when Fujii passed by the alley? You can't see it from this room. Moreover, how did Mr. Nakayama release the steel in the office?"

"Don't worry, I'll explain them to you one by one."

Miyamoto Han raised a finger,"Let me answer the first question first, how did Mr. Nakayama know when Fujii passed by the alley? As long as I have this thing, it will be fine!"

Miyamoto Han opened the drawer next to his desk and took out a telescope from it."I know you're going to ask this next, Inspector Megure, this angle can't be seen with a telescope. But it can be easily done by using the principle of light refraction!"

"How does light refraction work?"

"That's right, Inspector Megure, please use this telescope to look at the car parked on the side of the street, aim at the mirror on it!"

Miyamoto Han handed the mirror in his hand to Inspector Megure. Inspector Megure searched for a while with the telescope and finally found the mirror that Miyamoto Han mentioned.

Inspector Megure was shocked when he saw the mirror again.

Maori Kogoro also hurriedly asked him to take a look.

"Inspector Megure, do you see what you want to see now?"

Inspector Megure nodded.

Miyamoto Han continued,"I remember that when the murder happened before, Mr. Nakayama tried to ask Miss Mamu to drive away the car of Jia Manbao, but I stopped him at that time. It seems that my decision at that time was not wrong! Mr. Nakayama!"