Chapter 10: Reappearance Seven Years Later

In the end, the police successfully arrested the suspect.

Husband Hihide Ishihara, male, 28 years old, works in a clothing store.

According to Horikoshi Mikumi's friends, Ishihara Hiriseo once watched a movie with Horikoshi Miku on the pretext that he had a free ticket, and because he was a resident of the same building, he had some intersections. After that, the other party always pretended to be her boyfriend and disciplined herself.

For example, Miri Horikoshi likes to hang her clothes outside, and Hiriseo Ishihara always tells her not to do so. Because, the man who lives next door will always come out to peek at her, which makes Ishihara very unhappy.

In fact, the resident next door just happened to appear, after all, it was opposite him, and it was difficult not to see it. And he didn't deliberately look at it, because he knew that it was bad to peek at others.

This was learned when questioned by the police.

Because of this incident, Hiriser Ishihara had a quarrel with Horrikoshi Mikumi, and he asked Horikoshi Miku not to wear the skirt too short, but Horikoshi Miku replied, "Don't bother you, I know it myself."

But what really made Ishihara Sunrise think was that he learned the news that the other party was going on a blind date.

"What does it have to do with you?"

This sentence, like a sharp blade, pierced his heart fiercely.

She actually let herself go on a blind date with others?

This is something that Hinode Ishihara could not accept.

"I want to have her before anyone else has her. If only she hadn't been like that......"

Horikoshi Miku was suffocated to death by covering his mouth and nose.

"So, why are you using duct tape?"

Seven years ago, almost everyone in the neighborhood knew about the "serial murder case with duct tape". Seven years have passed, but when people mention it, it still feels as if it happened yesterday.

That's why he thought of imitating the other party's modus operandi and making the police mistakenly believe that this was a serial murder case.

Shakespeare once said in Hamlet: Though all the dirt on the earth buries it, the crime will eventually be exposed to the eyes of the world.

As long as you commit a crime, you will definitely leave a trace.

Mr. Ishihara thought his fingerprints had been wiped clean, but he overlooked one detail, and that was that he tore the tape with his hands. Even though I was wearing gloves, I still got it.

The pattern and fingerprint of the glove are similar. Eventually, the prisoners will be caught, and it is only a matter of time.

"I know the victim, she is a very sunny little girl with a big smile on her face. She hasn't had time to fall in love yet...... Originally, I should have been happy that day and enjoyed the first blind date in my life. Unexpectedly, I found out about this kind of thing. She was reluctant to take a taxi, she always took the bus, if I could take her home that night......"

Could it not have happened?

"She was killed at home, and it has nothing to do with you."

Some people are twenty years old, some people are forever twenty years old.

Some people call the future, but there is no future.

The events of Mirai Horikoshi have come to an end, but the tape serial murder case is not over.

The next day, the police received a report that someone claimed to have found a female corpse in the suburbs with duct tape wrapped around her head.

The killer did not bury the body, but only used fallen leaves and branches to cover the surface. It's easy to see if you drive by. And the murderer's purpose in doing this may be to remember the moment of murder.

Not for revenge, not for money. There are no fingerprints or footprints, and it looks a little difficult to start.

"Duct tape, lying position...... The tape is also wrinkled. It seems that it was indeed the same person seven years ago who committed the crime again. But why are these kids here? Aren't they afraid? ”

"This, in fact, I happened to take them out to play, but I didn't expect to see this situation suddenly on the way, so I called the police."

Dr. Asa scratched his head and smiled, his old face flushed.

It seems that every time I take them out, I will always encounter various cases, so that the police have become accustomed to it. However, this person is the first time I have seen it, and it is inevitable that I will feel strange.

"Why is this big sister here?"

Motota looked at her and muttered, as if he didn't want to see him.

Generally, when children reach a certain age, they are reluctant to admit that they are children, because this will be accompanied by a stereotype. They are a group of young detectives who have helped the police solve many cases, so they don't want others to see them as ordinary children anymore.

"This, I asked for."

Twilight Thirteen coughed lightly, then said, "This prisoner reappears in seven years, and if he is not caught in time, it may have more serious consequences." And with the help of this profiler lady, you can narrow down the scope of the investigation and even find the place where the next murderer may appear. ”

"Profiler? What is that? ”

The children blinked curiously, having no idea about the word.

They knew about the police, the detectives, but the "profiler" was the first time they had seen it. They don't know if this profiler is as magical as the Twilight Police Department said.

But apparently, Qinghai Chuantang did not want to explain the problem, but talked to the police to obtain more intelligence information.

Several children gathered around and talked in whispers.

"What kind of profiler is this, is it really so powerful? It's like a prophet! ”

"If it's really that powerful, then why didn't she expect a corpse to appear here?"

Apparently, they all have doubts about their identity.

"Through the analysis of the modus operandi, scene layout, criminal characteristics, etc., the criminal mentality of the criminal is outlined, so as to further analyze the race, gender, age, occupation, background, appearance characteristics, and personality characteristics of the criminal...... and even the next action to make predictions, so that the police can narrow down the scope of the search and stop the continuation of criminal behavior in time. ”

"This is the profiler."

Gray Yuan said calmly, his tone cold, like an emotionless reading machine.

Several people were stunned for a few seconds.

Mitsuhiko was the first to react, "Good, so powerful." ”

"Who is more powerful than the detective or the profiler?"

They looked at each other in unison, as if they could get some answer.

Gray Yuan Wai didn't expect them to ask like this, so he was stunned for a moment.

She had no contact with a profiler and could not make an evaluation. But if you only compare the characteristics of the two, she is not safe.

"Let's ask Edogawa-san to answer this question."

Gray Yuan looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Huh?"

Conan blinked, a little unresponsive.

After reacting, he scratched his head and smiled: "Actually, if I think it, it must be Sherlock Holmes who is more powerful!" ”

There is a feeling that the answer is not what is being asked.

"Actually, I think that the two have their own duties, and there is nothing to compare. After all, a detective has the power of a detective, and a profiler has the power of a profiler, right? ”

Qinghai Chuantang appeared behind them at some point.

A few people looked back and were surprised.

"Why do they look like they're about to leave?"

"Are they going to give up?"

It seems to be very puzzled.

Qinghai Chuantang explained: "Because, they are going to search for prisoners. After all, if he can't be caught before tonight, there's a good chance that the case will happen again. ”

Hunter, the hunt is going to start tonight.

"Do they already know where the prisoner is? Or, already know the characteristics of the murderer? ”

"Big sister, can you tell us the clues? Our young detective group also wants to make a difference! ”

Although they know that they may also have good intentions, this case is too dangerous for them.

The murderer is not a person who can make him put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha in a few words. It's a madman who enjoys the killing process and likes to watch people die slowly.

"It's too dangerous."

Qinghai Chuantang rejected them very clearly, "You children, staying at home is the best help." ”

The expressions of several children instantly became low.

"But, but, we want to do our part! And the previous theft case was also with the help of our junior detective team! ”

Ayumi looked up at her with a stubborn expression and tears in her eyes.

Qinghai Chuantang is a hard-hearted person who will not change his mind because of a little tear from the other party.

But......

She thought for a moment and said, "Well, as long as you help me find something within the specified time, how about I tell you the intelligence clues?" ”

A few of the children instantly cheered up.

"What's that?"

"Don't worry, finding things is something like this, our young detectives are the best at it!"

Seeing that they were so energetic, the corners of Conan's mouth twitched: Don't promise so quickly!

Qinghai Chuantang looked at the time on his watch, it was now 11:25.

"The time limit is three hours, and the thing I want to look for is the mobile phone I accidentally left behind."

"A few days ago, with the help of a well-wisher, I took his ride home. Because of the shallow pockets, when I got off the bus, I accidentally landed on the seat, and I didn't react until later. The man, I remember, seemed to be driving a little red car and wearing glasses. ”

"Then I dyed my hair, and it looked colorful." Qinghai Chuantang touched his chin and thought for a while, and then continued: "That person's way of speaking is very strange, so it should be easy to find. I probably remember a few sentences, that is, 'As long as the young man's spirit is there, he will be a powerful faction everywhere', 'The knife is not sharp, the horse is too thin, what do you use to fight with me'. ”

This is a half-truth.

Qinghai Chuantang witnessed Conan go from being full of confidence, to beginning to doubt himself, and then to the final desperate thinking, which seemed to be a little crazy.

She guessed that the other party must be thinking in her heart: If there is such a strange person, why is she not impressed?

"In that case, it should be easy to find, right?"

Several people glanced at each other, then smiled, and said confidently: "Young Detective Group, let's go!" ”

It's like cheering yourself up.

"So, what are the characteristics of that phone?"

I have to say that Conan finally found the key.

Because of the peculiarity of her phone, it is unique.

"Colorful black, and then a chain of five-leaf clover phones hangs."

Conan looked at the other party, and it really didn't look like he was lying, so he fell into deep thought again: what is this colorful black?

After agreeing on a meeting place with a few people, Qinghai Chuantang drove away. Before leaving, she also promised that as long as the group of children retrieved her mobile phone, she would invite them to a meal and choose where to go.

There is a kind of "lord is not bad for money" posture.

In fact, it's true.

The meeting place was chosen at her house, because it was more convenient.

It was slightly later than Qinghai Chuantang expected. After all, according to her own train of thought, since she had seen her and Okiya Pleiades stay together before, the first object of suspicion was him.

I just remembered Conan's previous appearance of "doubting life", and I thought that he was excluded at that time.

After opening the door, I saw Conan and others standing at the door, except for Gray Plains.

"Hey, that tea-haired little girl, isn't she with you?"

Xiao Wai suddenly felt unwell, so she couldn't come. Big sister, hurry up and tell us the answer, so that you can find that person sooner! ”

After taking the phone handed by Conan, he looked at it carefully to make sure that he didn't have any bugging devices or anything like that, so he put his mind at ease and put the phone back in his pocket.

Now that the phone has been retrieved, she will naturally take over the murderer's profile and tell them as agreed.

"32 to 36 years old, male, 170 to 175 tall, good-looking, unmarried. Engaged in uniformed work, similar to security guards, police, etc., the other party is likely to have a fake police car, which is used to commit crimes. ”

There is also a key point, that is, the time of the murderer's crime was chosen by the murderer near the early hours of the night. Then look for a little girl on the street, and as long as the other party is alone, he pretends to be a kind person to send her home. After all, there are reliable looks there, and it is easy for others to be deceived by their appearance, just like those girls.

"Good, good."

"If that's the case, the scope is greatly reduced, and it's much easier to find."

The children stared at her dumbfounded, with a slight look of adoration in their eyes.

"Then without further ado, let's go find him!"

"Junior Detectives, let's go—"

The three children ran out in delight, not noticing that Conan was still there.

He did it on purpose, of course.

For now, Conan has ruled her out of speculation as a member of the Black Order, but remains wary of it.

"Big sister, can I ask you something?"

He is now Conan Edogawa, not Shinichi Kudo, so he can only use the voice of a child to get what he wants to know.

No.

According to Qinghai Chuantang's character, she should answer like this. But the other party got the phone back for himself, logically speaking, he should also satisfy his curiosity, as long as he is not too curious, in fact, it doesn't hurt to give an answer.

So, she smiled and said, "You ask." ”

It seems that she is really a very kind big sister next door.

Conan looked at her, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then asked, "What is the relationship between you and Mr. Pleiades?" ”

Qinghai Chuantang was stunned.

Touching his chin and whispering, "So dad is calling this name now?" Almost exposed......"

It looks like he's talking to himself.

Conan was startled, as if he had heard something terrible.

Mr. Akai shouldn't kill him, right?

Conan thought to himself, feeling a little apprehensive for some reason.

Qinghai Chuantang realized something, looked at Conan, and smiled: "Mr. Pleiades? Sorry, I don't know. I thought it was just a kind taxi driver. ”

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched, "The person you mentioned before is completely two people with Mr. Pleiades......"

"It's called memory bias, and it's normal. After all, I don't have a good memory. ”

Just as Conan was about to ask something, Ayumi and the others appeared at the door, and they finally realized that they had forgotten someone.

"Conan, hurry up and keep up!"

"We are a collective, we have to act together. You shouldn't have secretly told this big sister to let her take you alone to eat eel rice, right? ”

In the face of Yuantai's questioning, Conan waved his hand again and again, sneering: "How can this be ......?"

After saying that, he hurriedly followed.

Seeing a few people and children leave, Qinghai Chuantang smiled, turned around and returned to the house, and closed the door by the way. Then, continue to enjoy her afternoon tea time.

If the police don't find him, then as long as you drive around at night, you may meet the other party.

Although this is a matter of probability.

However, she was not prepared to participate in the operation. After all, he is not from the Metropolitan Police Department, he has no bonuses, and he is not a person with a strong sense of justice, so why bother to do something for himself?

What's more, with Conan here, he won't let him escape again.

On the morning news of the next day, it was announced that the "tape serial murder case" had been successfully solved, and the murderer was successfully arrested for his ability to live on the mountain.

I heard that when he was caught, he was able to laugh like crazy when he went up the mountain. It seems that he has expected this day for a long time, and it seems that he does not want to believe the fact that he was arrested.