Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

Officer Megure groaned, then turned to Maori and asked, "Brother Maori, what do you think now?"

Mao Li did not answer Inspector Megure immediately, but looked at Matsuo in confusion and said: "Mr. Matsuo, didn't you hear anything when you called? Mr. Suwa should have been shot at that time..."

"No, maybe I just hung up the phone because time was urgent..." Matsuo Takashi sighed and shook his head, then turned to the camera and said, "Anyway, I am innocent. The audience and everyone can testify to this."

"Whether he is innocent or not, it is hard to say now."

Mao Li shook his head and said, "I still think there may be some method hidden in this case, a method that can kill Mr. Suwa in 4 minutes."

"Hey, hey, Detective Maori, do you still think I'm the murderer?"

Matsuo Takashi smiled with a trace of cold sweat, "Detective Maori, you can't say nonsense just because you are a famous detective now. I heard from others that you were a confused detective in the past. Be careful not to ruin the fame and reputation you have worked so hard to accumulate!"

Maori's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes turned cold - it was true that he didn't do very well in the detective business before, but that didn't mean that Matsuo Takashi, the suspect in his mind, could provoke him in front of so many people and even promote himself by "stepping on" him.

Things are different now, he has definitely solved this case!

"Mr. Matsuo, I just want to say that you are still a suspect,"

Mao Li turned around and looked at the crime scene, and said firmly, "As for whether the murderer is you or someone else... Anyway, I will find him!"

……

As the largest and most influential TV station in Japan, Nichimi TV has many talented people. Therefore, when they found out that their producer was shot dead in the headquarters building, and the famous detective Mori happened to come to record a program, and also locked the suspect on the host who participated in the program, the director of the production department, who had considerable say in the TV station, keenly captured the ratings explosion point - he decisively gambled his career and quickly issued an order to let his subordinates transmit the scene of the crime to every screen that Nichimi TV could control across the country.

Just like that, whether it was the giant screen on the streets of Shibuya, the TV screen in the TV store in Akihabara, or the TV screen of an ordinary family that occasionally switched programs... Maori's clear figure appeared on all of them.

"I will definitely find him!"

……

"Wow, it's Detective Maori!"

Ayumi excitedly took Genta and Mitsuhiko to the bottom of the advertising screen - although Conan was missing, the Junior Detective Team was still conducting a team-building activity called "Shopping" as usual today.

"If Detective Mori is here, does that mean Conan is here too?"

Yuan Tai ate chocolate while looking at the screen and said dissatisfiedly, "How cunning! Going on TV without telling us!"

"That being said, Genta, don't you think that host named Matsuo is abominable? I think he must be the murderer!"

Ayumi clenched her fists and stared at the TV.

"But," Mitsuhiko thought hard, "It's just like he said. It's impossible to commit the crime within 4 minutes. It's impossible to do it whether you take the elevator or run up the stairs..."

"Detective Mori has Conan by his side, he will definitely win!" Ayumi insisted.

"Ayumi, this isn't something that can be solved just by having Conan,"

Mitsuhiko said jealously, "It's simply impossible!"

“I just think it’s possible!”

……

At the Kissing Law Firm, Kissing Eri turned on the TV at the reminder of her assistant Midori Kuriyama.

She originally thought that Kuriyama Midori wanted her to watch some work-related news reports, but suddenly a report on a homicide case on Nichiuri TV was interrupted, and Mori's figure appeared clearly on the screen, occupying the center position.

"Kogoro..."

There was an inexplicable flash in Kisaki Eri's eyes as she looked at the TV, and her face flushed.

……

Nichimei TV Station building.

Mao Li walked into the mixing room again to observe the crime scene, and all the details of the scene were gathered in his mind again.

A body with a bullet wound in the head, a pierced glass, a silenced pistol next to the body, an old-fashioned cell phone with a bloodstained receiver, three other bullet holes, and four bullet shells at the scene...

Maori's eyes suddenly returned to the blood-stained window.

Unlike the windows in ordinary homes that open on both sides, the windows in the mixing room, which is located in the TV station building, are flip-up and down, with the axis running horizontally in the middle of the window, and can be rotated vertically to a certain angle...

In addition, the bloodstains on the window glass were radially spread out, but they were cut off at the edge of the window. There was no bloodstain on the window frame and the wall beside it...

A possibility of committing a crime appeared in Maori's mind -

At the time of the incident, Mr. Suwa was undoubtedly holding a mobile phone, and judging from the bloodstains, the window was wide open at the time. In other words, when Mr. Suwa was shot, he was leaning against the window, looking upstairs, talking on the phone, and then he was shot from above.

Then, a silenced pistol and shells were dropped from above and slid through the window opening into the mixing room. Similarly, the body of Suwa, who had been shot, slid down and the window returned to its original position.

Based on the posture of the body and the location where the pistol and cell phone fell, we cannot completely determine the height from which the shot was fired, but it was definitely above the mixing room.

Mao Li lifted his chin and followed this line of thought, becoming even more suspicious of Matsuo - this guy was a very good shooter and was capable of killing him with one shot. The other bullet holes left at the mixing room seemed to be arranged in advance to confuse people and make them think that the murderer shot in the mixing room.

In general, Matsuo probably asked Suwa to look upstairs when he called him, and then opened fire. If nothing unexpected happened, there should be bullet marks on the ground directly below the mixing room.

Just when Maori's idea was almost completely understood, Matsuo's speech to the camera also reached the final polite part: "Yes, I have always admired Mr. Maori. Although he treated me as a criminal suspect for no reason, I will work with him again in the next show. After all, people should have a tolerant attitude..."

"Shameless talk!"

Maori muttered, glanced at Matsuo who seemed a little too proud of himself in front of the camera, temporarily left the mixing room, and rushed to the 4th floor, where he found clear bullet marks on the ground.

The chain of reasoning is now closed! The next step is to find out where Matsuo fired the gun, proving that he was able to kill someone in 4 minutes. By then, the phone call he made will become irrefutable evidence...

Mao Li returned to the TV station building and carefully walked the stairs from the 4th floor to the 9th floor. Because of the unique structure of the stairs, both the 5th and 7th floors had to pass through a corridor with surveillance cameras in between.

The only staircase on the entire route that is not monitored is the one from the 7th floor to the 9th floor...

"Ok?"

Maori stopped at the stairs on the 7th floor and his eyes fell on a warehouse in front.

The door of the warehouse was not locked, there were a lot of miscellaneous items inside, and there was an open window at the end...

Maori looked down from the window.

“This place is right above the mixing room, and it’s just out of the way of surveillance cameras! It takes less than 2 minutes to get there and back from the studio!”

Conan followed Maori into the warehouse and walked up to him naturally. His body language and facial expressions were mature as could be, but his tone was completely childish. "Uncle has figured out Matsuo's murder method, right?"

"Ah, there is a bullet hole in the ground. All puzzles have been solved. It is impossible to kill someone in 4 minutes..."

Maori nodded, and then suddenly slapped Conan on the head.

"It hurts so much!"

Conan jumped in pain.

"Humph! Talk normally!"

Maori glanced at Conan. He didn't really use much force, but for some reason, his fist always hurt Conan's head very much. "Also, get into position quickly. That guy has been complacent for too long. It's time to make him recognize his own identity!"

……

Soon, Conan was ready in the warehouse on the seventh floor, and Maori returned to the mixing room.

The live broadcast was still going on, and after Maori returned to the scene, the camera locked on him again. Matsuo Takashi's smile became brighter when he faced Maori, and only subsided when the camera turned away.

"Well? After so long, Detective Maori should admit that I'm innocent, right?"

Matsuo Takashi walked over to Mao Li, turned to the camera and said, "I think today's live broadcast will end here. I will continue the discussion on the show next week..."

In the Nichimi TV studio, the head of the production department, who had risked his career on the live broadcast, looked gloomy. He had thought that the clash between the station's host Matsuo and the famous detective Maori Kogoro would be exciting, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. The so-called famous detective is simply a fake who can only talk big and disappear all the time.

"We can't disrupt the broadcast of other programs anymore,"

The head of the production department said solemnly, "We can only stop here. Then I will go and apologize to the director..."

Just as the director of the production department was saying this, Maori in the broadcast screen suddenly stopped Matsuo, which made him stunned.

"Mr. Matsuo, I see today's live broadcast is not over yet!"

Mao Li chuckled and said, "Or rather, it's just getting exciting! Because I'm about to identify this complacent murderer!"

"what?"

Matsuo's face froze, and he looked at Maori with a tense body. His palms were sweating as he laughed dryly, "Wait a minute, Detective Maori, you have to think carefully. This is a live broadcast that will be broadcast nationwide. If something goes wrong, your detective career..."

"Then I'll bet my detective career on it!"

Mao Li raised his lips confidently and said with great force, "If I don't reveal the truth of this impossible murder case today, then I would say that there is no value in continuing my career as a detective!"

"Conan!"

"uncle!"

Conan's figure suddenly appeared on the program monitor screen in the mixing room.

"Conan?"

Xiaolan looked at Conan on the monitor screen in surprise, "Where are you? I've been looking for you for a long time!"

"I'm in the warehouse on the seventh floor above the mixing room, Sister Xiaolan," Conan scratched his head, "Uncle Maori asked me to come here to cooperate with him to solve the case!"

"Brother Maori?"

"dad?"

"Yes, I asked Conan to cooperate with me."

Mao Li nodded. "Because from the warehouse where he is to the ninth floor studio, even for a child like him, it takes less than 2 minutes to go back and forth, and it can just avoid all surveillance."

"Therefore, in this case, the murderer did not shoot in the mixing room. The actual shooting location was actually in this warehouse on the seventh floor."

"Hey, Maori brother,"

Inspector Megure said in confusion, "Are you confused? Mr. Suwa was indeed killed in the mixing room, and the murder weapon and bullet shells are left here..."

"That was just a trick of the murderer,"

As Mao Li said this, he pushed Officer Megure to the window. "Let's do an experiment now. Officer Megure, could you please take a look at the situation on the seventh floor?"

"what?"

Inspector Megure leaned against the window and looked up, and unexpectedly saw Conan pointing a gun at him from the upper window, "Conan, what on earth is..."

"Snapped!"

Before Inspector Megure could finish his words, Conan opened fire. A paint bullet hit his head, splashing a patch of red paint. The prop gun followed, and slid down into the mixing room under Inspector Megure's stunned gaze.

"What is this?!" Everyone looked at the prop gun that fell on the scene in surprise.

"Yes, the murderer used this method to kill Mr. Suwa, and then hurried back to the studio,"

Mao Li put one hand in his pocket, turned his head to look at Matsuo Takashi, and suddenly raised his hand and pointed at him, "The murderer is you, Mr. Matsuo! You were fully capable of doing this within those 4 minutes!"

Chapter 21 The Director of the Library Begins to Become Scary

Facing Mori's accusation, Matsuo Takashi's expression changed again and again, and he finally chose to grit his teeth and remain silent - he was still very sober and knew that the more he said at this time, the greater the possibility of being wrong.

"But Maori brother,"

Officer Megure wiped off the red paint on his head and looked at the open window in confusion. "The window was almost completely closed when the body was found. And why did Mr. Suwa stick his head out of the window to look outside?"

"Of course the window was closed by Suwa-san, by Suwa-san's body, like this..."

Maori walked to the window and used his hands to imitate the way a body would slide down after being shot. As the body slid down due to inertia, the window naturally swung shut. "As for why Mr. Suwa looked up, it was because of the phone call at the time of the crime. This is also the only evidence left by the murderer... Only the murderer would make a death call!"

"And there are bullet marks on the ground right below the window of the warehouse on the seventh floor where Conan is now. This is absolute evidence of shooting from above. Mr. Matsuo, according to my guess, you may have said on the phone that you were going to commit suicide by jumping off the building, so the victim hurriedly opened the window to stop you... Oh, looking at your expression, I think I guessed right."

Matsuo Takashi was sweating profusely, and his face was gloomy and he didn't say anything. A perfect criminal method is almost impossible to solve before it is solved, but at the same time, once it is solved, it is a fact that the criminal will never be able to quibble. For example, he has no room for maneuver now, and what he said before has now become evidence that he is the murderer.

"Is that so, Mr. Matsuo?"

Officer Megure's expression became serious. Seeing Matsuo's acquiescence, he hurriedly ordered his subordinates, "Go upstairs and confirm the bullet marks!"

"Yes!"

After the police officers ran out, Officer Megure paused and continued to ask, "But I still don't understand one thing, what are the bullet holes in this room?"

"…That was my preparation, Mr. Officer. I fired three shots at inconspicuous locations around the window at the beginning."

Matsuo, who was lowering his head, suddenly let out a long breath, looked at Maori and smiled bitterly: "I lost, the famous detective Maori Kogoro

Your reasoning is really brilliant... I thought you were one of those stupid detectives I met before, but in the end I

Just like a clown..."