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Chapter 22 Things that elementary school students know

Toshita had already expected the current situation and calmly pretended to be discovered by someone who was lying on a painless lie, saying that he was in Osaka, where there was only radio broadcasting events, and that he was playing with small steel balls at that time.

Seeing that the investigation was deadlocked, the Henggou police officer planned to take the three suspects back to the bureau. Conan raised his criminal left hand and planned to obstruct the normal case handling procedures. After the matter was done on the same day, how could he drag it back to the bureau and then handle it?

Open the cover, aim at Suzuki Yuanko, and press the launch button. Uncle Maori is not here, just use Suzuki Yuanko to make do with it, Conan thought to himself.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he pressed the button, a thick magazine blocked the front of the anesthesia needle, and then his cold eyes looked at him with a murderous aura.

Oh no, I forgot that he is still here, now it's over.

Conan's face turned pale. Looking at the man in black's cold eyes, he felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.

Gu Shuiquan glared at Conan fiercely. This little devil dared to shoot anesthesia needles at the garden. You can see how I will teach you a lesson when there is no one.

Gu Shuiquan glanced at the worried Yuanzi and her sister and quietly pulled Yuanzi aside.

"Don't you like to reason and solve cases? I'll tell you the truth and the method of committing crimes, you can reason."

Suzuki Yuanko was overjoyed. First, she didn't want Yu San to be taken away, and second, she really liked to show off.

So Tani Mizuto said this and this. Suzuki Yuanko nodded repeatedly, and asked from time to time what he didn't understand. When he learned that the murderer was not Yuzo Toshizawa, Yuanko Yu was relieved.

"Everyone, wait a minute, I already know who the prisoner is. In fact, none of the three of them has a tangible absenteeism, but one person obviously lied and pretended. The murderer who killed his uncle was Mr. Taiichi!" Suzuki Yuanko took a step forward and shouted to the police and the three suspects who were about to leave.

"Oh? Mr. Taiyi." When the police officer Henggou heard that he was about to reason, he felt instantly. If you want to come, I won't leave.

"What are you talking nonsense?" The one who refuted was not Toshizo himself, but the second son Daji.

This poor honest man, Yuzo Toshizawa, doesn't know how big the psychological shadow is.

The second brother knew that he was not the murderer, but he defended the eldest brother. The murderer was one of the three. This was obviously because he hoped that the third brother was the murderer.

"This is interesting, but I did play small steel balls in the big version last night, so I can't be here." Toshiba said calmly.

"Are you really trying to hit small steel balls at 11:30?" Suzuki Yuanko asked with her waist and staring at her eyes.

"Of course."

"You are lying! The little steel ball will be closed at 11 o'clock at the latest. What little steel ball are you playing with?"

A drop of cold sweat appeared on Fuze Taiyi's face and gradually grew stronger. The Henggou police officer next to him gave a certificate that the small steel ball must close before 11 o'clock and that business was completely prohibited after this time. This is the regulation.

Fuze Tai quickly changed his words and said that he had remembered wrongly. He was on the way home after playing the small steel beads and listened to the live broadcast of the event in a taxi. Didn’t he call me? The recording of the phone is evidence.

"No, the phone recording is not just your absent proof, but your biggest mistake. At 11:30 last night, the power outage was ten minutes. How could you leave the phone recording?"

Toshitayi's legs were weak and he was a little at a loss. Suddenly, he swept the complicated face of Yu San, and immediately seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw.

"If my phone recording cannot be recorded due to a power outage, what about Yuzuki? He said he received the call at 11:30 last night. Isn't he lying?" Taiyi said with a grim expression after losing his calmness.

Gu Shuiquan: What kind of hatred is this brother worried and respectful...

"You have some common sense at least. Even when the power is out, the phone will still be connected."

Gu Shuiquanxin said, "You detective novel writer, don't you know more about common sense in life?" Look at Conan's knowledge of astronomy and geography. After returning from Hawaii's further study, he has done everything. If you don't do it, it is recommended to go to Hawaii Technical School for one year to train.

"It's true that the power required for calls can be fully supplied by the telephone line. When the power is out, only the recording function cannot be used." Officer Henggou confirmed on the side.

"I must have framed me on purpose." Tai said as soon as he opened his mouth, he almost said that it was Xiong San who harmed me.

"How do others know when you call? How can you arrange to adjust your phone recording to the time of the incident in advance. So you set the time of the phone at the time of the incident at the end of the competition, and then record the message on the phone.

Then, you will get back the phone time and wait for the uncle to ambush in advance on his way home. When he comes back from watching the baseball game, you will kill him."

"Even if I'm really here, how could I know when my father will come back?" Toshitachi retorted with some confidence.

"Watch, there is no watch on my uncle's body. You installed the wiretaper on his watch so that you can not only know when he will go home, but also hear the event broadcast through the wiretaper. And in order to let my uncle go to my villa to watch the event live broadcast, you deliberately destroyed the satellite antenna here in advance."

"That's right, so the watch disappeared, just to eliminate the evidence." Officer Henggou exclaimed, wonderful reasoning.

"A good reasoning, you can consider putting it in my novel as material, but what you just wrote was just a third-rate novel. Let me tell you, what evidence do you have to prove that I have tampered with the time of the phone message? The time of the phone message is clearly very clear. The recording time of the Yuzumi message yesterday was normal. You have no evidence at all, so I'm just talking nonsense here..." Toshiba Taiyi smiled disdainfully. What can you do to me without evidence?

"You just said that Yuanzi compiled a third-rate novel? It's nonsense, right? I won't pretend that I didn't hear this." Gu Shuiquan stood up and said in a cold tone.

"Who are you? Is another detective who wants to show off and run here to play a mystery game?" Toshiba Taichi was startled by Tani Shuizumi's gaze, then calmed down and said disdainfully.

"Although I'm not a detective, I can barely be considered a mystery novelist." Tani Shuiquan said lightly.

"Oh? Then what works have you published?" Toshizawa Taiichi said arrogantly.

"I just completed my first novel before coming here. I have submitted it to the publishing house and haven't received any reply yet."

Toshitaichi didn't say anything, and his eyes became even more despised.

"I was very surprised. A detective novelist didn't know that the common sense that telephone lines could power calls. What kind of works could such a person write?" Tani Shuizumi looked at the gradually angry face of Toshiba Taiyi, unmoved, and continued, "What makes me even more incredible is that as a detective novelist, you haven't heard of Lumino reagent, right? No, right?"

"What is that? What does it have to do with this case?" Toshiba Taiichi said in anger.

"What does it matter? It's so big. Just find something that elementary school students know, but you, a detective novel writer, don't know, and you dare to keep talking about novels. Who gives you the courage?"
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