"Then I'll say goodbye first."

“Yes, goodbye.”

In the first half, Takahei Keng and Namoto stood up embarrassedly, said hello to everyone, and planned to leave.

But before he could walk out of the living room, Officer Megu and others pushed the door open, blocking their way.

"I'm afraid you both have to wait a little longer." He took out his ID and lit up in front of them.

"Police?" Chuangwu said dryly in the middle of the day: "It's just a joke. I happened to be injured while surfing before, and there was a scar on my chest, so I... "

"No, the person we are looking for is you who has a scar on your back." Police Officer Megu ignored him and walked straight to the still confused Takahiro Namoto.

"Look for me?"

"Because that scar is a one-shaped scar left by the serial murderer 20 years ago when he was forced to retreat by the police chief Matsumoto, and was cut by the police chief with a knife." Police Officer Meguri said in a deep voice.

"Ah?" Although Takahei Namoto was quite strong, he was still forced by the momentum of the short and fat police officer in front of him.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga said lightly: "Although I don't remember whether the wound was on my chest or on my back at that time, the text message from Maori made me understand."

"SMS?" Kogoro Mouri scratched his head, obviously he didn't remember having sent such a thing.

Sure enough, Chen Xing noticed Conan's embarrassing expression. After detecting his gaze, the latter immediately smiled embarrassedly and covered his pocket, saying that he had not returned the phone yet.

Fortunately, Kogoro Mouri was a little confused, and at this time he was attracted by Matsumoto Kiyonaga and others, and he was completely unaware of the loss of his mobile phone.

"Generally speaking, people will reflexibly hold the wound with their hands after being injured, but the position of the vehicle such as the murderer abandoned, such as the steering wheel of the vehicle, did not detect any blood stains. That is because the wound is in a place where the hand cannot reach, that is, the part that was cut is on the back."

Matsumoto Kiyonaga walked to Takahei Nanmoto, his voice full of oppression. "Although he carefully removed the driver's seat cover and eliminated the blood stains left on the car, it was a negative effect."

He is already tall and big, and his years of police career and the hideous scar on his left eye make him very strong and easily put pressure on people.

This was the case with Takahei Nanmoto at this moment. He was shorter and even his voice was trembling. "No, it's not me, I'm because a man I met had an injury on his back. I thought it was cool, so I learned from him to scratch a wound."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Officer Meguchi frowned.

Not to mention the true or false what he said, he just thought it was ‘cool’ and then scratched himself. Is this something that a normal person can do?

"No nonsense, it's true, please believe me!" Nanmoto Takata said anxiously.

"So does that man have the habit of whistling?" Matsumoto Kiyonaga stared in his eyes and sternly said: "Is there any!"

"Yes, yes!" Kumamoto said quickly: "I remember that it should be a song that was popular 20 years ago."

"Really?" Matsumoto Kiyonaga didn't believe it.

"It's true, police chief." Kumamoto Takahei said sincerely.

Matsumoto Kiyonaga's momentum stopped, looked at him indifferently, said 'I've disturbed' to Kogoro Mori, and then turned around and left.

Nanmoto Takahei thought it was okay, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw two policemen, one tall and one short, walking to him with a calm face.

"Hey, you guys?" Before he could finish his words, Takagi and Officer Chiba held his arms and walked out.

"I'm wronged!" Nanmoto's calves were soft.

"Then, let's go back to the bureau first." Officer Meguri asked for goodbye.

In the first half, Chuangwu saw that Takahei Nanmoto was taken away and could not help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Although the two of them didn't deal with each other well, they were still "meeters". At this time, they were a little sad.

"It's really decisive." Kogoro Mouri said.

"After all, it's Matsumoto's obsession." Ran Mori could understand.

Chen Xing is already heading to the cleaned room.

...

The next day.

"It actually involved the case 20 years ago?"

In the coffee shop, Anmuto shook the table while listening to Chen Xing talk about the matter about "100 million yuan" and was surprised that it had something to do with the police department.

"The police have taken the suspect away." Chen Xing said.

"Then is he really the murderer?" asked Tomoto Amuro.

"I don't know." Chen Xing told the truth.

Before Amuro Toru could not help but complain. I asked this question just to hear your reasoning or doubts!

At this time, a news page popped up on the laptop on the table. During the live broadcast of the TV station, a middle-aged man with curly hair was talking.

"The first case happened 20 years ago. The victim was Mr. Yoshiji Ogawa, a doctor at the time, and his weapon was the samurai sword he possessed. Two days later, the assistant professor of the Department of Science and Technology of Toto University, Mr. Atsuno Maida, 42, who was killed. The weapon was the same samurai sword.

Then, when the police officer in charge of the investigation saw the suspicious person that often appeared and asked forward, he was knocked down by a sudden fleeing vehicle, and was seriously injured and died in the line of duty.

Police Chief Matsumoto, who was following the car and forced it into a dead end, was also attacked by the suspect. He took the suspect's knife while the left eye was injured, slashed the murderer with his backhand, and left a zigzag wound on his back.

Five years later, 34-year-old lawyer Guojing Jin was killed by someone with his own kitchen knife. The method of committing the crime was to use an electric shock stick to make the victim unconscious, and then use a Japanese knife and other sharp objects to cut the body, which was very cruel.

However, in these three murder cases, the door locks were not pried open, so the search direction was all around the crimes committed by acquaintances. However, these three victims had no common points, which put the police's investigation into a deadlock."

Next to the middle-aged man in the interview, the female host said seriously: "Now the prosecution period of the case has expired, and there are less than three days left. Do you think the police can arrest the criminal?"

"I think it's hard to catch it now," he said.

Criminal psychologist Doji Hiraki held his glasses and supported his elbows on the table, saying calmly: "From me, the murderer has pulled the curtains and pulled out the phone line to completely cut off his contact with the outside world. Then he hid in the quilt and shivered all over, and wait for these three days to pass smoothly."

He said confidently: "In order not to attract attention, he will always throw out safe cards. Just get through this game, right?"

As he said that, he stretched his thumb towards himself, "If this is not the case, just come to me, as long as you hold on to the awareness that all the efforts of hiding from all over the past 15 years were ruined!"

"The case is indeed a bit complicated." Amuro touched his chin, "There is only three days left."
Chapter completed!