Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan - Chapter 407

Noguchi and Morimoto are surrounded by detectives.

The woman who hit the car has not left yet. She stood beside her car and looked curiously to the other side.

The traffic police on her side were not very efficient in handling cases, and they peeked at Noguchi and Morimoto from time to time.

Just now, the interpol colleagues checked the carriage at the request of the trapped girl, and took out a human head from the inside, which was really shocking—fortunately, it was later found that the human head was fake.

Although the two boys were only in their third year of high school, they were both tall, and their faces weren’t evil, but they didn’t look like good people.

If only the dummy head was found, it could be explained by the campus festival.

But coupled with a real hacksaw, blood on the hacksaw, a lot of cash, and a little girl who was seen escaping from the trunk… If the suspicious degree can be used as food, they may be able to support half of them. Tokyo Metropolis.

“We really didn’t steal children! We’re not a serial kidnapping suspect!”

Facing the questioning of a group of detectives, Shigeru Noguchi explained that his mouth was dry, and Makoto Morimoto was not very good at speaking, so he followed him and nodded timidly.

“It must have been the child who got in without authorization. When we were having a party at night, the villa caught fire. She was probably very scared and wanted to find a place to hide, so she hid it in our car.

“Not long after I got my driver’s license, I’m not skilled at driving. When I was reversing, I hit a street light pole once. After I repaired it, the trunk of the car has always been a little faulty.

The excuse was barely plausible.

But because Hai Yuanai was always silent, the blood-stained hacksaw and a lot of real money were still lying next to him, and the police looked at him like: We are listening, you can make up.

Officer Sato stood beside him, seemingly relaxed, but he was actually ready to jump up and knock down the suspect who might run away.

She asked, “How do you plan to explain the blood-stained hacksaw and cash? Could it be that the real murderer passed by and threw it into your car? Who gave you money so kindly?”

“It makes sense.” Shigeru Noguchi’s eyes lit up, inspired by Sato’s rhetorical question, “They must have been rounded up, and in order to escape, they threw the evidence in when they passed our car!”

“…There has been no such roundup recently.” Sato knew better than the two of them. She looked at the two suspects who were indifferent. “Go back to the police station first, and we will continue to investigate.”

Just as I was about to take someone away, a voice suddenly interjected: “Where did you order that human head prop?”

Sato Miwako was startled, stopped, and found that the person who asked the question was Shiraishi.

She had some impressions of the detective and guessed what he found, so she kept silent and waited for Shiraishi to ask.

Noguchi and Morimoto breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the speaker was replaced by Shiraishi. Although we have only been in contact for less than half a day, this young man seems to be much easier to talk than the police:

“It’s Feita’s own handicraft workshop, in Toshin-cho. His clothes and props can be made. The price is a bit expensive, but the quality is very good. This time, with the sponsorship of Zejing, we bought a head.

“I really don’t know where the hacksaw and banknotes came from. There is no need to show cash in the script, just fill it with newspapers. There is no need to buy it specially. As for…” He glanced at the evidence bag that had long been put into it. The blood-stained hacksaw, “As for this kind of thing, it’s too dangerous. Even if we want to use it, the person in charge of the school will not agree to it…”

After listening, Shiraishi thought for a moment and suggested to Sato Miwako, “Why don’t we go to that workshop first?”

“Huh?” Sato was a little puzzled. The workshop is definitely going to be there, but it’s usually not a priority, unless, “Do you suspect that the money and hacksaw were put in by the manufacturer?”

Shiraishi nodded.

He pointed to the briefcase containing the money: “The button on the side of the bag has a dark pattern printed on it. The shape of the dark pattern is very similar to the icon printed on the paper bag in the trunk.”

“Really?!” Noguchi and Morimoto have been eavesdropping, hearing this astonishing information, they are afraid and gossip and yearn for the physical evidence, but they are swept away by Sato Mikazu, and the two shrank like a quail again. gone back.

Sato Miwako approached, and carefully looked at the hidden button on the briefcase, and then looked at the paper bag.

According to Noguchi, the paper bag was used to hold a dummy head, but it was only seen by the girl hiding in the trunk because the head rolled out after it was put in the trunk.

Noguchi and Morimoto were stared back by the policewoman and did not dare to approach the evidence. The two looked around for a while, and Noguchi suddenly patted his head, lowered his head and carefully rummaged through his wallet, and finally pulled out a business card from the corner.

Shiraishi walked over and took a look. On the left side of the business card, there was the company’s logo – a circle with two triangles, and the boss’s name, Hiro Hiro, was written on the right in the middle.

After Sato Miwako finished comparing the patterns, her face became serious, and she immediately changed her destination.

She thought Shiraishi’s discovery was amazing enough.

But before getting into the car, Shiraishi stopped her and made a new suggestion: “If you want to go, why don’t you take that lady with you~www.mtlnovel.com~ Sato Miwako followed his direction and saw The owner of the car on the other side of the accident.

The short-haired woman happened to be looking here, and when her eyes met, she immediately moved away, but after a while, she moved back abruptly, looking directly at Sato.

Her expression was a little unnatural, but Sato had no time to analyze her – Shiraishi’s words next to him were like a depth bomb, which shocked her all attention:

“Ms. Fujii was tired from standing just now. When I was sitting on the side of the road and flipping through my wallet, I accidentally glanced at it and found a note on one page with the same watermark as the paper bag.

“I thought it was a little strange, and then I went to check the briefcase and found that there was a similar logo on the bag.”

In other words, the confused female driver who “accidentally” crashed the car, the paper bag, and the cash were all subtly connected to the handicraft workshop.

Sato Miwako turned her eyes to the tree next to her.

The amount of information in Shiraishi’s words made it difficult for her to control her expression. She was afraid that if it went on like this, she would look at Junko Fujii, who looked like a passerby with the eyes of the murderer, and startle the snake.

Could this really just be a coincidence?

…as if it was planned.

Sato Miwako got goosebumps on her wrist, but she quickly retreated.

She originally thought Junko Fujii was just an ordinary passerby, but this person was suddenly involved in the serial murder case, and even the car accident became suspicious. This slight reversal did make Sato’s mood fluctuate.

But it didn’t fluctuate too long.

– Sato Mikazu is not afraid of ghosts, let alone people. She firmly believes that there is no problem that cannot be solved by a hug.