There is no doubt that the murderer is Nan Zhishi, so the most important thing now is the evidence. The first thing to prove is the golf ball that flew out of the explosion, and Conan already has a rough idea of where it went.

As expected, the golf ball that Matsuda couldn't find was probably on the same field that Kogoro used. When there was an explosion, something flew into the field used by Kogoro, and Conan originally thought that Kogoro had knocked the ball out of the field for the first time, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Matsuda was still thinking about waiting for Conan to find the missing golf ball, but seeing that Twilight had already identified the murderer as Yasui, he wanted to take him back and brew it slowly. Fearing that if this kind of mess happened, Twilight would put all the blame on himself, so Matsuda had no choice but to come out and organize him: "Wait a minute, Mr. Yasui is not a murderer." Minister Tachibana's murderer is someone else!"

"What?Brother Matsuda, are you serious!?" "Twilight had always been aware of Matsuda's silence, but why did he and Brother Maori deal so badly?

"That's right. Matsuda walked over slowly: "We were misled by the murderer into thinking that the explosion was caused by the victim hitting a golf ball with a fuse. How can such a wrong clue be able to get the right conclusion. ”

"Brother Matsuda, what nonsense are you talking about. Twilight was still immersed in the thrill of simply solving the case: "Didn't you find a piece of a golf ball with a fuse in it? ”

"Officer Matsuda, I found it. Conan held up a charred golf ball wrapped in a handkerchief in his hand, happy and not forgetting to sell cute.

Matsuda smiled and bent down, took the golf ball from Conan, and didn't forget to make a vomit expression to Conan before turning around. And turned around, and immediately put on a sunny smile: "Police, this is what I said, the golf ball that was knocked out by the victim during the explosion." There was also the smell of remnants of black gunpowder on it. ”

"It does smell of gunpowder. Twilight sniffed and nodded in agreement with Matsuda's point of view, "How did you find it?"

"Hehe, finding useful clues in the field is a very profound science. Matsuda was about to get up, when he felt a group of resentments rising behind him, intensifying. Looking back, there were more than a dozen people in the identification class headed by Dengmi.

Matsuda wiped the sweat that broke out and decided to skip this sensitive topic: "This is the golf ball that the victim hit at the time of the explosion, which means that Mr. Yasui murdered the victim with a golf ball equipped with a fuse." ”

Seeing that Twilight opened his mouth to ask something, Matsuda stretched out his hand to stop him: "Police, this murderer did not put the ball with a fuse into the ball machine, but put it into the head of the long-distance club used by the victim. The murderer took advantage of this very cleverly, and as long as the pieces of the golf ball were left on the scene after the explosion, then people would be misled by him. ”

"Who would do that?" "Twilight was distraught by Matsuda's tirade. From Kudo to Mori, and now Matsuda, everyone likes to grind and chirp, and they can't get an idea out for a long time. Where can I compare to me, from the time I appeared to the present, I have always gone straight to the point, is it true? Great! What a brief and clear line, why can't they learn anything?

Rory's rambling Matsuda was waiting for Twilight, "Mr. Yasui, I heard Conan say that you mentioned the cost of repairing the long-range clubs used by Minister Tachibana today, right?"

"That's right. Seeing that someone excused himself, Yasui calmed down now: "Because there is a crack in the club, Nan Zhishi took it to repair Nan Zhishi!?

"Mr. Nan, where did you fix the long-range club?" Matsuda asked Minami, whose face was gloomy.

"It's us here. The course manager replied, "We also repair clubs for our guests." ”

"How's the result?" Matsuda immediately asked the manager.

"We were going to switch to the most popular carbon fiber clubs, but Mr. Tachibana didn't agree and kept the same wooden clubs as before. The manager replied.

"And when did you give the repaired club to Mr. Minami?" asked Matsuda.

"It should have been the night before yesterday. "The manager said with certainty.

"The night before yesterday?" Yasui, who was suspicious, immediately jumped out: "You only brought the club to the minister this morning!"

"The night before yesterday. Matsuda shrugged: "This life-threatening club has been in your hand for a day and a night." Also, I've heard from Mr. Okubo that every time I come here, you get the ball in the ball machine and leave about 10 balls in the bucket of Minister Tachibana, so you do it, Mr. Minami. The only time I had an upset stomach, I staggered and became the one who didn't have a chance to kill Minister Tachibana, and I was so lucky. ”

Yasui was dumbfounded before he could react, perhaps because he couldn't believe that his subordinates would have such talents.

"Brother Matsuda, so the murderer is Nan Chishi?" said Twilight in surprise, "Where's the evidence?"

"Evidence?" Matsuda asked strangely, "Did I say there was such a thing?" Seeing that Twilight was about to go on a rampage because of disappointment, he hurriedly remedied: "He shouldn't have much time to erase all the evidence, and if he goes to his residence to investigate now, he will definitely find black gunpowder of the same composition as the explosion site." ”

"Dengmi!" Twilight immediately called the experienced master of the forensic class, "Prepare to collect evidence." ”

"Isn't it a very profound science to find something useful?" finally it was Tomi's turn to appear, and he stood behind Matsuda with a full of grievances.

Just when Matsuda was irritated by the cold hair of Dengmi behind him and wanted to escape, Minami Tomoshi finally spoke: "To be honest, I have always had a hatred for our minister. He never gave me a chance to show my talents. There is also Section Chief Yasui, this kind of incompetent person is only because of flattery all day long, so I have this plan. ”

Yasui was frightened by Minami's sinister intentions. He never imagined that he would have such a person with him so often.

"It doesn't matter if this explosion affects anyone else?" Twilight walked over and asked him, "What should you do if there are a lot of people in this driving range?"

"How can I manage so much. Nan Zhishi hesitated, but replied indifferently.

"How old are you?" Although he saw Nan Chishi's disguise, Matsuda couldn't help but ask coldly.

"What!?" Nan Zhishi didn't know how to answer Matsuda's clueless words.

"How old are you?" Matsuda walked over step by step: "How old is Okubo who is the director? How big is Section Chief Yasui? Opportunities are always for people who are prepared, what kind of talent do people like you have?"

Matsuda's voice, which was getting closer and closer to Minami Tomoshi, became louder and louder: "Why will Okubo's proposal be snatched by Minister Tachibana? Why will Yasui be the head of the class? Have you seriously thought about these? Okubo's efforts, have you seen Yasui's decades of hard work?" he said and took out the bag containing the golf ball shards and pushed it in front of Minami Tomoshi: "This is what you are capable of? Do you know what you did!!?

After calming down the anger in his heart, Matsuda said to Minami Chishi: "If you want to get ahead and be respected, what contribution have you made? ”

Matsuda, who had said a lot of big truths, didn't look at the expression of Minami Tomoshi who was taken into the police car, and slowly calmed down, and his heart began to live. Then Twilight asked Yasui Okubo and the stadium manager to go to the police station to make a transcript, and quietly slipped to the door, and then crept out of the room.

Who likes to do that kind of thing, it's better to press the road, anyway, Twilight will think I'm in a bad mood when she's gone. Matsuda thought so secretly, and felt that he had earned it again.

"Officer Matsuda, where are you going?" Just as Matsuda removed the obscene attribute and began to prepare to take a turn with peace of mind, he heard a pink voice behind him and remembered.

Matsuda, of course, knew that it was Conan, a nasty little imp who couldn't see anyone, and immediately turned around and picked up Conan, and covered his mouth with another big hand, and took him to the eternal background of the two of them together, some unknown dark corner.

I kept paying attention to Xiao Gorou and Xiao Lan and didn't see Conan disappear, so they let him go: "Little ghost, you're too blind." ”

Hehe, you know that I did it on purpose. As long as the two of them were there, Conan didn't pretend to be tender anymore: "Officer Matsuda, are you going to slip away again?" ”

"What do children know. Matsuda flicked Conan's brain: "Next time I make trouble, I will be punished." ”

"I don't understand?" Conan covered his head and immediately retorted, "I don't think Mr. Nan is that bad." ”

"Really?" Matsuda laughed mockingly, "In these days, it's not bad to kill people for this kind of thing." Children's education is indeed a very serious problem. Seeing that Conan had an obvious tendency to fight back and bite people, Matsuda immediately suppressed it, and did not forget to divide his fighting spirit: "Actually, I think people like Yasui are better than him." ”

"What's so good about that kind of uncle who snorts and shoots horses. Conan was really distracted, but apparently he was not optimistic about this section chief Yasui who made a living as a sycophant and was a suspect but couldn't argue.

"How can a person who can get mixed into a large company as a section manager not have the ability?" Matsuda said to Conan's stunned and funny explanation: "Slipping a whisker and shooting a horse is also a skill, and many people can't learn it." Moreover, a person who grovels for the sake of livelihood, in order to feed his family, we have no qualifications to despise. Alas, it's a bit far from talking about firewood, rice, oil and salt like you, who doesn't worry about food. ”

"It's up to this again, you're jealous that I'm rich!" Conan gritted his teeth and said, angry that he didn't realize that he had hit the point, and pointed at Matsuda's sore corner: "You have the ability, but you are a sycophant." ”