Temperature Control 85

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Chapter 85

Black Organization’s Clues

“Conan, I just noticed that there is a footprint on your clothes?”

Following Conan quietly, Natsume Enako pointed at a shallow footprint on Conan’s chest and said with some concern.

“I was kicked by an uncle just now. Actually, I am also wrong.”

Conan showed an innocent expression, obviously unwilling to get entangled in such a trivial matter, and casually patted off the dust on his clothes.

“Is it the person who was blown up by the explosives in the toilet?” Natsume Enako guessed.

“Hehe, why are you so accurate.” Conan’s eyelids slightly turned down, and he felt a little speechless.

Looking at Conan’s expression, Natsume Enako immediately realized something. No wonder that person was so miserable. It turned out that he kicked Conan.

Standing not far from the toilet where the crime occurred, Seeing the brat Conan ran in.

Natsume-san was a little hesitant. To be honest, she was a little afraid to go in.

The police said that the scene inside was very tragic and might make people lose their appetite. They only found a key and a Paradise logo bent from the inside.

That is, a brat like Conan didn’t care.

“I still don’t go in. By the way, I didn’t see Uncle Mouri today.”

he remember when he watched Conan before, every time he concentrated on guessing the murderer in front of the TV, Mouri Kogorou would come out to eliminate a wrong option.

he squeezed out of the crowd and returned to the venue. Under the arrangement of the police, this game conference has been interrupted. However, due to the storage of items, the speed of exiting in turn was much slower.

One after another, people received their deposited items and stayed where they were, waiting for further guidance from the police.

At the corner, Natsume Enako saw Mouri Kogorou lying on the ground, her face was a little gray, and she looked very mentally ill.

Hey, he just saw Uncle Mouri was full of energy, is the side effect of alcohol coming back?

With his hands in his pockets, his bangs covering a little of the frame of his glasses, Conan, who looked solemn, had come out of the toilet and was now standing in the corner observing the crowd.

“I am Megure from the Investigation Division 1. Please listen carefully. The police suspect that there are still explosives at the scene, so please go back first. However, if anyone finds someone who looks like the suspect of the explosion, please contact the police immediately.”

Inspector Megure stood in front of the crowd, directing the evacuation of the crowd.

“No, we must not let everyone go back, otherwise we will never find out who the criminal is.” Conan gritted his teeth, looking at the crowd that was about to evacuate with some reluctance, and his sight silently shifted to Mouri Kogorou who was in a bad state due to drinking.

“Damn it, we already have clues about the criminal, and now we can only borrow my uncle’s body.”

It seems that he has made a decision, and Conan did not hesitate. The watch-shaped tranquilizer gun sniper interface appeared, and a sniper crosshair appeared.

“Inspector Megure, we can’t let everyone go back now.”

A strong male voice resounded throughout the venue. This male voice was deep, confident and serious, like a real detective.

“What? According to our investigation, the other party may be an unspecified bomb suspect. There may be unexploded bombs stored somewhere in this venue.” Inspector Megure seemed a little resistant and did not support Mouri Kogorou’s inference.

“Is it really so? But I think, There was no bomb installed in this hotel at the beginning, but the criminal had a fixed target to kill, and put the bomb in the suitcase of that person. So, the guests must not be allowed to go back, the criminal must be among these people.”

Hiding in a hidden corner, Conan held a small bow tie in his hand, but if you look closely, it is actually a delicate voice-changing device.

In the corner, Natsume-san moved quietly. Ever since he heard Uncle Mouri’s reasoning, he got goose bumps all over him body.

Did he appear, the legendary sleeping Mouri Kogorou.

Uncle Mouri seemed to have a magical power, and everyone’s attention was attracted to him, but no one noticed Conan hiding one or two meters behind him.

“Could it be that, Mouri Kogorou, you already know who the criminal is?”

“There is already a clue about the criminal, but before that, we still need to confirm the content of a certain item, and the suspect will automatically admit it.”

Natsume-san listened to the reasoning, but him eyes kept looking for Conan’s location, but strangely, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t find Conan’s location.

But just by using her ability a little bit and exploring some abnormalities in the surrounding heat, a simple heat distribution map appeared in her brain.

Just a few meters away from everyone, he found a little Conan hiding.

“Could it be that Conan also has ability, similar to Shigefuku-san’s visual impairment?”

If that’s the case, Natsume Enako feels that Conan’s abnormality is far more than this. From some aspects, dying wherever you go is actually a strange ability.

It’s just not clear whether this ability of dying wherever you go is effective for people with abilities like Natsume Enako.

Natsume-san didn’t interrupt Conan’s reasoning. Just now, there was a person who just kicked Conan and was inexplicably blown to pieces.

The best way to deal with the god of death is to keep evidence.

he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found an angle that was not easy for Conan to find, and quietly turned on the camera function of his mobile phone.

“Then please ask Mr. Nakajima to open the suitcase that he has been holding tightly in his hand since he got it back, and let everyone see it.”

And at the moment when the suitcase was opened, the Paradise employee named Takeshita fell to the ground with his head in his hands in fear, and a large pile of money fell out of the suitcase.

“Now, the truth is revealed, Mr. Takeshita, you are the suspect.”

“Mouri Kogorou, what is going on?”

“Because he knew that the suitcase would explode. Judging from the Paradise badge found at the scene, the bomb was never placed in the hotel, but in the suitcase.”

“…..”

“The target of the explosion has always been Mr. Nakajima. By exchanging the number plates of the storage place, the suitcase containing the bomb can be delivered to Mr. Nakajima without anyone noticing.”

“The reason why the victim is another person is because Mr. Nakajima also exchanged the suitcase with someone else. The suitcase in Mr. Takeshita’s hand is what Mr. Nakajima originally intended to trade. I guess the key found at the scene just matches this suitcase.”

“I see.”

As Natsume-san listened, he suddenly realized that it seemed to be the truth. But then Conan’s question became a little puzzling.

“Then Mr. Nakajima, who was not killed because of his good luck, We are almost getting to the point of the case.”

“Who is the tall man in black who just made the deal with you? The deal has been disrupted, and the people from that group will definitely come looking for you. It is best to seek protection from the police.”

The powerful voice became stern, leaving no room for Mr. Nakajima to defend himself.

“I really don’t know anything! It’s just that the place where I met them was the same place, on the top floor of Beika Daikoku Building, in a bar called Cocktail.”

After Mr. Nakajima finished speaking tremblingly, Conan, who was hiding in the corner, no longer hesitated and ran towards the location of the Daikoku Building.

“What’s wrong with me? My head hurts.”

At this time, Mouri Kogorou, who was covering his head, slowly woke up and looked at the eyes focused on him in confusion.

On the top floor of the Daikoku Building, there is a bar called Cocktail.

Beika Restaurant’s incident had not lasted for five minutes when the order to destroy all the data was hurriedly received.

The bar owner and several waiters took out all the strong whiskeys from the wine cellar, poured all the drinks on the tables and chairs, and immediately set them on fire to prevent fingerprints of the relevant personnel from remaining on them.

Natsume Enako put on her wings and looked in from the glass window outside. The light on her body was refracted into the clouds in the sky, so she didn’t have to worry about being discovered.

Someone followed Conan curiously, and later because he disliked Conan’s slow speed, he flew to the top floor by himself and saw the bar members preparing to evacuate.

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