Mitsuhiko saw Xingchen casually make Kamen Superman's signature move, and criticized him dissatisfiedly: "Every time Kamen Superman releases Spice Light, he will squat slightly under his feet to maintain the balance of his body. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Xingchen, your acting skills are really exaggerated!"

Hearing Mitsuhiko's words, Conan had a flash of inspiration, and he already had a rough guess about this incident in his heart, so that the decisive evidence of the real murderer was also formed in his mind in an instant.

"Yuantai, lend me your detective team badge. Conan ran up to Motota to make his request, while his eyes were fixed on the stars.

Now that he has seen through the murderer's tricks and looked at Xingchen's calm expression, I believe that he already knows the murderer's methods.

How to catch the murderer is no longer difficult for Conan, and he needs to guard against the stars next, and I wonder if the stars will stop the murderer again.

"Genta, do you think this incident can be made into a Kamen Superman TV series?" Conan, who has always been interested in Kamen Superman, suddenly threw this topic out to the Junior Detective Group.

"Filmed on TV?" Yuan Tai touched his chin and thought for a moment, and affirmed: "Maybe it can really be made into TV! As long as the villain is set as an alien who can control the human mind!"

"The villain is a microrobot! How about controlling human behavior in the human brain?" Mitsuhiko also suggested.

"If that's the case, then Kamen Superman will need to shrink in size and fight with robots!" Ayumi waved her fist excitedly, and began to fantasize about Kamen Superman fighting inside a human body after shrinking.

"Yes, you all have good ideas, write it down, write it down!" Xingchen pulled out a notebook from his pocket and began to record the ideas proposed by the junior detective group.

Seeing that Xingchen and Yuantai and the others were discussing fiercely, and they should not be able to get out for a while, Conan quietly exited the door, he found the police officer of the identification department, took out the badge wrapped in a handkerchief and said: "Uncle Maori, please let me tell you, and immediately collect evidence on this badge!"

"Detective Maori, I'm sorry, Officer Twilight held a special meeting last month to explain that we should only follow his commands, and not waste police resources to help others do investigations!" the officer from the Identification Division politely refused to Conan.

If Maori came to ask him in person, then for the sake of his identity as a former police officer, he could still identify him, but Maori actually sent a little ghost to let him do things, isn't that looking down on himself!

Damn, it must be that Xingchen knows that he sometimes pretends to be in the name of Maori, so he makes arrangements in advance. Since this is the case, Conan immediately changed his words: "Uncle, I am a member of the Junior Detective Corps, and our leader is Twilight Star, the only son of Officer Twilight. ”

As soon as he heard the twilight star, the appraiser immediately changed his face and said, "Officer Twilight's son, you said it earlier! Don't worry, hand it over to your uncle, and I will give you an appraisal right away." ”

Conan borrowed Xingchen's name to fake the tiger, and when he returned to the scene, he saw Xingchen still sitting on the sofa and discussing the Kamen Superman plot with Yuanta and others.

"I'll go back and sort out your thoughts, and then I'll send them to the Kamen Superman crew in the name of our Junior Detective Corps, in case they shoot with our story as the background, then we'll be too handsome!" Now that he is the head of the Junior Detective Corps, Xingchen has the consciousness to serve the members.

Seeing Conan return, Xingchen put away his notebook, took out half a bottle of coffee milk, and took a sip before saying to Conan: "If you want to extract Yuantai's fingerprints, just say it, why use the badge of the detective group?

Sure enough, he had seen through it, Conan's heart trembled, but his face did not change and said, "I don't know what the head of the group has planned?"

"I'm just a child! Xingchen smiled faintly.

Conan turned his head to look at Maori, then stared at the stars again, and asked questions with his eyes.

Xingchen spreads his hands and shows that he doesn't care and won't interfere with your shooting at Maori with his anesthetized watch.

On the other hand, the police officers have basically completed the work of collecting evidence and recording confessions at the scene, and Yasuyuki Tsutsuki, who has been taking care of Honda, said: "Officer Twilight, can I take Honda to the hospital now?"

"Yes, yes, I'll send my police officers to take you to the hospital in a police car. Although Twilight said this, he actually sent police officers to follow Honda, who has not yet cleared the suspicion, to see if he could find any new clues.

"Wait a minute, Officer Twilight. I can wait a little longer to send Honda to the hospital for a check-up, because now I'm going to use my reasoning to solve all the puzzles in this vicious homicide case. ”

Everyone focused their attention on the source of the sound and saw Mori Kogoro sitting on the sofa while he went into deep sleep.

"What are you talking about? Mr. Mori, Mishima obviously committed suicide! There are dozens of eyes here to see it!" asked Takagi.

"You're wrong, it's obvious a homicide this time. And someone designed it from the start!"

After listening to Maori, no, it was Conan's reasoning, Xingchen shook his head silently, wouldn't it be good to point out the murderer as soon as he came up? Conan still can't get rid of the bad habit of playing tricks, what if the murderer escapes or takes hostages when everyone is fascinated by the reasoning? Haven't you learned a lesson from the cases of "Moonlight" and "Coffee Shop"?

Conan didn't know what the stars were saying about him, and he continued in the atmosphere of reasoning he created: "I think this person may have made a suggestion to Mr. Mishima, hoping that Mishima can cooperate with him in sending a team to stage a play, so that everyone can startle. ”

"It's Mr. Mishima who shoots someone and then shoots himself. For the sake of this scene, they quarreled in public and laid the groundwork for today! That's right, the person I'm talking about is you! Mr. Osamu Honda. ”

"Eh, what are you talking about?" Honda was accused of being a murderer, his expression was embarrassed, and he could only pretend to be stupid first.

"I think you first modified two model guns of the same style, and then prepared two more bullets, one with a single head and the other with an empty cartridge. ”

"You handed Mishima a pistol with empty cartridges before the show, and before today's queue began, you went to meet Mishima near the Rice Flower Shrine and exchanged the real gun with Mishima's fake gun. As far as I can guess, you're using it as an excuse for final confirmation!"

"I think it was after the exchange of pistols that you sealed the muzzle of the pistol you are wearing now, so as not to be involved. ”