Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

"That's right."

Conan mentioned the name of Dr. Agasa, and Shiratori believed it. The doctor nodded smartly, as if it was true.

It was not uncommon for Edogawa to solve a case, and Winette was not surprised by this. She could easily think of it, so he could do it too. In fact, this was not a sophisticated criminal method at all, and it was full of mistakes and omissions.

"However, this possibility is too far-fetched."

"No, just tie the string to the bookcase, and then use tape or something to fix the murder knife. When the victim is pedaling her bicycle, the bookcase will fall towards her, and the murder knife will naturally pierce into the victim's body. No wonder the piercing angle is so strange!"

The murderous knife was stabbed into the victim's body horizontally. This situation usually only occurs when the hands are lowered and the abdomen is stabbed, but if it is fixed on the bookcase, it is natural to be horizontal.

Gao Mu suddenly realized.

"But the bookshelf didn't fall down at all, did it?"

Gao Mu's expression was gloomy. "Only one person can do it... Only one person can push this bookshelf back to its original position and complete this technique. That person is..."

He swallowed.

"You know the schedule of this family and the victim's exercise habits better than anyone else, and you are the victim's husband who can enter this house before anyone else - Mr. Keizo Masuo. Only you can do that!"

Takagi imitated a detective's signature move, holding his arm horizontally with his index finger out, designating Masuo.

I don’t know why the detectives’ actions are so unified, even the police have learned it.

Hmm…Detective Takagi.

Winnet complained in her heart.

"What did you say?" Masuo opened his mouth wide and looked at Takagi with horror.

Sato quickly caught up with Takagi's thoughts.

"That's right! No wonder you made the call in the police station." She crossed her arms and looked up at Masuo. "Your wife rides her bicycle at two o'clock every afternoon, so you can estimate the time when you stabbed her. Mr. Masuo, you just need to come to the police station to find us, or even let her be killed while talking on the phone, so you have the best alibi; and you gave it to Officer Takagi in the middle of the call, just to let him prove that the person you called was your wife."

Gao Mu added: "And you asked us to go to the second floor to look for it as soon as you got home. Isn't that strange? You clearly know that your wife has the habit of riding a bicycle at this time."

"I see. You took advantage of the time when we went to the second floor to restore the fallen bookshelf, right?"

Sato smiled confidently, which further confirmed Takagi's inference.

Masuo was anxious, and he spread his hands to explain: "This... Can you guys stop joking? If there were many police officers here at that time, there must be a detective who entered the house before me! Besides, if I really fixed the knife on the bookshelf, then, shouldn't the knife still be on the bookshelf now?"

While he was explaining, Edogawa had already taken the lead and climbed up the bookshelf like a monkey. He then clamped the handmade paper knife on the top layer of the bookshelf - between the top and the books.

"It must be so, uncle?"

Conan's words attracted everyone's attention, and he continued, "As long as the books are packed tightly on the top shelf, and then the knife is inserted into the gap between the books and the shelf, there is no need to use tape to fix the knife; and the upper part is heavier, so it is easier to fall down."

"Yes, so, after the knife pierced the victim, the book fell out, and the murder knife was stuck in the body."

Sato's face lit up.

"In the end, we just need to prop up the bookshelf and put the scattered books back in place, and no one will notice this design."

"But little brother," Masuo forced a smile, "If I put the knife there, my wife would notice it anyway."

Conan also had his counterpart, and he simply pulled out two books and pressed them just above the handle of the knife to cover the blade.

"Well, that's all.

"I see. This way the knife is not obvious. It also explains why the knife was inserted horizontally into the victim's body."

Winnett thought it was still obvious, but placing a book above the blade could block the light, and the bookshelf curtain itself was not light-transmissive, so it was not very conspicuous. In addition, the victim slept until noon, had just woken up and was not very focused, and probably did not have the habit of cleaning the house frequently, which led to this result.

Having said that, this method is still extremely unstable and involves a lot of gambling.

However, despite Masuo's big reaction, she still believed that Conan had guessed correctly. After all, Sherlock Holmes also said, "When you have eliminated all impossibilities, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth."

Sato laughed. "You have a way, kid!"

The other members of the Junior Detective Team also appreciated her praise.

In their eyes, Conan is also one of them!

Gao Mu sighed: "Even if the detectives sent by our police were the first to enter the scene, they would definitely think that the murderer and the victim were fighting, and it would be even more difficult to discover the murderer's ingenious mechanism!"

Winette had her doubts about the word subtle.

"Is that really the case, Mr. Masuo?"

After this somewhat convincing segment, Shiratori also turned his attention to Maso, who was silent and lowered his head.

"What about that line? What about that line?"

He suddenly exploded and asked loudly, "According to what you said, the line was left on the axle. If the criminal police found it first, wouldn't everything be exposed? Besides, what evidence do you have to say that this was a trap set by me?"

"Ah, uncle. What happened to your hand?"

Conan appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Masuo's hand, and hinted: "Why do you feel like there are traces of something stabbing your hand?"

Zeng Wei quickly pulled back his right hand and covered it with his left hand, looking gritting his teeth.

"I see!" said Conan. "So it hurt when you put the handkerchief in your pocket just now, right?"

Sato stood in front of Masuo. "You have something in your pocket, right?"

Takagi held out his hand, "Can you please take it out?"

"I think the thing in his pocket is probably the tape with thumbtacks or something stuck on it, and there's blood from the victim on it."

Shiratori narrowed his eyes and made the final conclusion.

Sato was puzzled, "Really? How did you know?"

Shiratori turned sideways, clenched his hands into fists, and pointed his thumb at the top of the bookshelf.

"As soon as I saw the neat bloodstains on the edge of the top of the bookshelf, I knew there was something stuck on it," he said. "I just adjusted the direction of the thumbtack so that the tip was facing upwards, taped it to the bookshelf, and then hung the kite string on the thumbtack. When the bookshelf fell, it quickly detached. As for the loose kite string, it would also be rolled onto the axle due to the inertia of the bicycle."

"But if the bloodstains and thumbtacks are discovered by the police, how will he explain it?"

"Simple." Shiratori walked to the bookshelf, reached out and took out a white board. "I think he will say that the thumbtacks were used by his wife to nail the white board with the weight loss goal on the bookshelf behind the bicycle; he can also argue that the bloodstains were caused by his wife accidentally pricking her finger when she tried to remove the board. However, facts speak louder than words. Let's do an experiment to see if this method can succeed."

He walked towards Masuo with a gloomy face and demanded, "Now please stick the things in your pocket back to the bookshelf."

Zengwei's face was tense, but then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"This method will work. You don't have to try. Last night, I tried countless times before I adjusted the thumbtack to the perfect position." He took out the thumbtack and tape from his pocket. "I admit that I pulled it out for the sake of caution, but it became my fatal injury."

Gao Mu came up to him and asked, "Why did you kill your wife?"

Zengwei was dejected.

"I did it for the insurance money. I had insured her for a very high amount of money in the past. That's why I planned a bank robbery and held her hostage."

"I know you want to protect your friend, but the truth will soon be revealed."

Miwako Sato said to him, "Actually, you teamed up with your friends and robbed your own bank, right?"

Her words were astonishing.

Shiratori and Takagi both looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"is this real?"

"Yes, I think he must be the mastermind. With him as the head of the bank coordinating the plan, it was natural that there would be no mistakes. Unfortunately, when you were carrying out the operation, you happened to run into your wife at the bank, and you took her hostage. Your wife heard the robber's voice and knew that the robber was a friend of you and your wife. You were afraid that she would tell the police about this, so you killed her to silence her."

Shiratori seemed to be thinking, "So, she was taken hostage at that time, that's why she looked like that."

"So she already knew it." Gao Mu suddenly realized, but there was still something he didn't understand, "But why did he do this?"

Masuo completely accepted his fate and knelt on the ground.

This scene seems familiar.

Winette remembered that the same thing had happened before, after the evil star Shinichi Kudo appeared.

Sato explained: "Aren't there a lot of circles drawn in the album? She must have wanted to hand the album over to the police in order to identify the robbers."

She turned her head and motioned to the others.

While Conan and the others were talking, they had already asked for the photo album and opened it, and the young detectives stood in a row around them. They smiled slightly when they heard Sato's words.

Everything is settled.

Gao Mu came over to thank Dr. Agasa: "Thanks to you, Dr. Agasa, we were able to solve this case so quickly!"

Dr. Agasa: “?”

Dr. Agasa was very confused.

It seems like you guys are the ones analyzing the whole process.

Xiao Ai smiled but said nothing.

Once the case was solved, they returned to the Metropolitan Police Department. However, the matter of recording the statement was put on hold - the police were handling Masuo's case. According to him, he planned the bank robbery for his wife who spent money lavishly, but he didn't expect that he would be forced to kill his wife in the end.

As a companion, Winnett also visited different places in the Metropolitan Police Department and met Superintendent Matsumoto of the Metropolitan Police Department. Dr. Agasa also took the opportunity to increase his network.

only--

"Really? It's so late already! No wonder I feel so hungry." Sato glanced at his watch. The sunset clouds outside the window were almost burning to ashes.

This sentence also expresses Winnet's inner thoughts.

Takagi didn't know whether it was because of his blushing face or because of the setting sun, and pointed a finger at himself. "Officer Sato, if you can, please follow me--"

"Will you dine with me?"

Shiratori intervened and interrupted Takagi's spell. He approached Sato and said, "Let's toast to each other with the night view as the backdrop. By the way, let's find a romantic place and have dinner together."

"Oh, it seems good!" Sato responded with a smile.

Winnet originally wanted to ask when the record would start, but she held back the question when she saw Gao Mu's bitter face.

A few naughty kids were whispering to each other and were particularly sensitive to romantic words.

Shiratori took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire, "I have an uncle who is the French chef of a three-star restaurant."

"That's great! But pass." Sato turned around and shook his head to refuse, "Because I never eat French food."

Shiratori's smile froze.

"That's a shame. Let's talk about it later."

He turned and left, and after taking two steps, he began to look dejected.

Although this is usually a euphemism for refusal, Winette felt that Shiratori might have overinterpreted it, as if this straightforward Officer Sato really just didn't like French food.

She doesn't like it either.

It’s so troublesome!

Takagi felt that the opportunity came too suddenly, and was a little bit unbelievable. "Officer Sato, so you don't like French food?"

"Actually, I don't have any particular preferences. I just don't like fancy restaurants that make your shoulders sore." She replied, "How are you? I found a delicious ramen restaurant recently. Let's go eat together later?"

Sato blinked his left eye.

You are pretty good.

Xiao Ai's expression seemed to say this.

A few little brats also advised Takagi to seize the opportunity; although Sato heard it, he didn't say anything special and wasn't shy about it.

Although, the transcript...

Dr. Agasa looked a little troubled.

At this moment, Megure waved to the two of them, looking drunk. "Sato and Takagi! How about you? Let's go have a drink to celebrate solving the case? Everyone else has already gathered at the hotel."

As soon as Megure appeared, Sato straightened his back.

She took a step forward and saluted. "Yes, Miwako Sato will follow Officer Megure's instructions!" After she ran two steps, she turned back and called out to Takagi, who had almost forgotten, "Officer Takagi, come too!"

Takagi had a strange expression on his face, as if he had become a raffle prize in a shopping mall.

His face turned the color of liver.

"No, I have work to do."

"It's over before it even began." Xiao Ai complained softly.

Although Winnett didn't think Sato's feelings for Megure were love, Takagi himself seemed to think so. She couldn't say anything about this matter, but -

"Officer Takagi, when are you going to start taking our statements?" Mitsuhiko asked.

The doctor lost his patience. "It's almost eight o'clock!"