The humming siren once again drifted in the night.

"Why are you again?" Officer Twilight looked at Kogoro Mori and said angrily.

"Ah, haha......" Mori Kogoro said with an embarrassed smile, "Of course, no one touched the corpse!" ”

"Humph!" Officer Twilight snorted and walked to the museum group on the side, "So, did anyone see the murderer?" ”

"Well, we've already confirmed it ourselves," Director Ochiai hurriedly said, "but no one seems to have seen it!" ”

"So, let's take a look at what happened." Officer Twilight turns on the camera's footage.

"This murderer is so stupid," Mori Kogoro said disdainfully, "I didn't know it would be caught on camera." ”

The footage begins to play and Boss Manaka appears on camera with a medieval suit of armor in front of him. He looked at the armor first, and then turned to look at his watch as if impatiently.

Everyone's hearts were raised, because it was at this time that the boss of Manaka was killed!

"Come on, let me see you for what you really are!" Mori Kogoro screamed, and Conan's heart was not as calm as it seemed. However, just as everyone was concentrating on finding the murderer, a terrifying scene happened.

"What!"

The moment Manaka turned around, the armor behind him suddenly burst out, and the long sword in his hand slashed at the back of Manaka's boss! The boss of Manaka was hit hard by this, and immediately turned back, but saw such a terrible scene, even through the screen, everyone could still feel the terrifying sense of horror.

The armor turned around, and with a quick leap, the long sword slashed again, and the front sword slashed into the real middle, and the blood splattered everywhere, a dark red. Finally, the armor lunged forward and grabbed Boss Manaka's neck with one hand, and in the terrifying eyes of Boss Manaka, who was already dying, the long sword pierced through his chest and nailed him to the wall.

“……”

Everyone was already stunned, and Xiaolan was even trembling, but Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that it's not you......" he muttered to himself, then frowning instantly.

Is this a coincidence? No, it's no coincidence, Charlotte wouldn't tell me that for no reason. Conan frowned and thought, or did this case still have something to do with him?

"You don't know, he is also very good at reasoning, but he is different from ordinary detectives, it is said that he imagines himself as a criminal who commits a crime, and then uses the most flawless method to complete the crime, so as to reverse the reasoning of the criminal. Because this ability is so terrifying, and almost all of his imaginaries are perfect crimes, he rarely uses it himself, and is known as "Silent Moriarty"! ”

"The purpose of detectives is to unearth buried justice, not to become a tool of the law and some people. Perhaps, when the law is contrary to my justice, it is when you and I break up. ”

The comments of others and Charlotte's words swirled in Conan's mind, "Perfect Crime......" Conan whispered, "Is this your justice?!" This kind of thing," the warm blue pupils burned with rage, "I will not allow it! ”

Looking at the figure on the screen, Conan's heart suddenly moved, barely suppressing the anger in his heart, and looked at the paused screen.

"Wait! This layout," Conan looked at in surprise, "it's exactly like that painting!" ”

"The painting?" Officer Twilight looked at Conan.

"It's the painting called Heavenly Punishment that hangs in front of the corpse." Maori Kogoro said solemnly, "I'm afraid that the murderer used this method to kill people in order to imitate that method." ”

"But the murderer is very bold," Officer Twilight said, touching his chin, "Isn't it easy to be spotted dressed like this?" ”

"So, when we came, the entrance was blocked with a no-entry sign." Xiaolan, who had regained her composure, spoke, "However, when we went back an hour later, the sign was gone. ”

"Lan, it was about four o'clock at that time, right?" Mori Kogoro asked solemnly.

"Hmm!" Xiaolan nodded.

"Well, this must have been done by someone who is familiar with the inside of the museum." Mori Kogoro turned his head and looked at the museum and the others, "In other words, the murderer is among you." ”

"Oh, that's weird!" Suddenly, a childish voice comes from the VCR, and everyone turns around to find Conan fiddling with the VCR.

"Hey, you guy, don't rewind the footage!" Maori Kogoro shouted.

"Look, what was he doing when the armor turned around to cut him a second time?" Conan looked at everyone innocently.

"That's ...... What is he writing! Mori Kogoro looked at Manaka in the video recorder and saw that he was writing something on the paper, writing and suddenly throwing the pen. After being stabbed to death, he still clutched the note tightly in his hand.

"That might be the evidence that he saw the murderer!" Mori Kogoro shouted excitedly.

"......" Conan lowered his head, Charlotte, if it is really you, I will prove to you with reality that there is no perfect crime in the world at all! As for the matter between you and me, we will ...... when this case is settled.

"Officer, this note was found in the hands of the deceased." A police officer came up with a note and said.

"It's!" Looking at the contents of the note, Kogoro Mori and Officer Twilight screamed at the same time.

"Wata?"

"Huh? Why is it my name? Kuwata was taken aback. I don't have a reason to kill Boss Manaka at all! ”

"Don't pretend to be garlic, Wata!" Iijima said angrily, "Do you think we're all in the dark? You've secretly taken out the art here to sell, and the boss is currently pursuing a huge compensation from you, right? ”

"yes, but it has nothing to do with that!" Kuwata struggled to argue.

"These, when my subordinates find the armor, everything will be revealed." Officer Twilight said that he was going to call the officers to check.

"Officer Twilight!" Conan exclaimed, "The ballpoint pen is here!" Along with his fingers, there was a ballpoint pen.

"Oh, what a high-class pen!" Looking at the ballpoint pen in his hand, Officer Twilight couldn't help but exclaim.

"This is a souvenir of the 50th anniversary of the establishment of the Rice Flower Art Museum." Director Ochiai on the side said, "Each of the people involved will have one." ”

"That's right." Officer Twilight unscrewed the tip of the pen and scribbled it on the notebook a few times, "The thickness and color are the same as those on the note, it seems that this is the pen used by the deceased." ”

Wrong. Conan frowned, Watada should know that there was a monitor in this house, why would he choose this kind of place to commit a crime? Also wearing striking armor. Did you commit a crime to imitate the appearance of the painting? Is it possible for someone as indifferent to art as he thinks so precisely?

Conan thought so and walked to the room where the surveillance had been placed. "Uncle Policeman, Officer Twilight has something to look for you." He deceived the two police officers with a cute voice. The two police officers, who were peeking at the footage, glanced at each other and hurried out of the room.

Conan jumped onto his chair and restarted the playback button for the tape. "This is it, what's going on with his expression?" Conan frowned, looking at Boss Manaka's surprised expression on the screen. And why did he throw the pen out when he had finished writing? Well? "Conan suddenly discovered something.

"When I found the pen, the tip was spinning inside!" The suspicion in Conan's heart became even heavier, "How can a person who is about to be killed have the leisure to notice the adjustment of the pen?" Isn't that right? Conan's eyes widened.

"Sure enough, I guessed right." After taking a punch from Kogoro Mori, Conan thought about the scratches on the paper and heard that the bloodstained armor that had been found in Kuwata's room was a replica, and he was even more sure of his thoughts. But after confirming it, Conan hesitated again.

"If a person kills a person who wants to destroy it all for his own selfish desires for the sake of his dreams, the protection of his life, or even his own beliefs, will you stop him?"

Asa Yu's words resounded in Conan's mind again, but the meaning was already different.

Am I going to stop him?

Will I stop him?

Can I stop him?

I can't do it anymore! Conan smiled bitterly, it's too late, you've already figured everything out, Charlotte. Knowing that Zhenzhong will definitely die, and deliberately did not eliminate the evidence, you also know that I will definitely expose all this, you didn't help or stop it, just quietly watched all this happen, so that everyone deserved it, is that what you want to tell me? But why do you have to use human life to make me understand this truth?

"Okay, there are two ironclad evidences here, Wata, you can go back to the bureau with us!" Officer Twilight's voice suddenly came, interrupting Conan's thoughts, and startling him for a moment.

"Oops! I haven't had time to ...... yet" Conan looked anxiously at the ashen Wata, the shiny handcuffs about to be clung to his hands......

"Wait a minute, officer." An old sigh came from behind everyone.

“？？？？！！！！” Everyone turned around in surprise, and Conan's face was even more shocked, because it was none other than the murderer he identified, the curator Ochiai!

"Could it be that he ......" Conan looked at Curator Ochiai, who was smiling indifferently, in disbelief, but there was a faint premonition in his heart.

"I killed Machu, let Kuada go." The old man spoke calmly.

"What?!" Officer Twilight and Mori Kogoro are taken aback.

"Curator ......" Iijima looked at Kuwata first and then at the curator with a look of disbelief.

"......" Kuwata, who was originally like ashes, also looked at Director Ochiai in surprise.

"Manaka wants to destroy this museum," Director Ochiai said calmly, "This museum is the meaning of my life, and it is also the purpose of my life, it is really like my child, I can't let him destroy all this." So, I killed him. ”

"I did intend to blame Kuwata, partly because he did have the handle in Manaka's hands, and partly because I was angry that he had neglected the art. In order to complete the plan, I practiced here several times in the middle of the night. But," Director Ochiai paused, "my mind has changed since I met the boy. ”

"He found me and told me all my plans, and I was terrified, because I thought that I would not be able to get rid of this demon. But he said to me......"

"The righteous knight got rid of the demons, and he himself was polluted by the blood of the demons, but his heart is still righteous, as long as he has a good heart, he can still be redeemed."

Under the beautiful sunset, the young man's delicate face was plated with a layer of red, and his golden eyes were full of seriousness, and the old man seemed to see an angel stretching out his hands to him.

"So, I changed my mind." The old man took out the same ballpoint pen from his pocket, "This is the ballpoint pen that can't be written, you can use it as evidence." As he spoke, the old man stretched out his hands to the policeman, and at the moment he was tortured, the old man showed a gentle smile.

"Iijima, I'll leave the museum to you." The old man turned his head and looked at Iijima and Wata, "Wata, I know your difficulties, that's why I went to sell art, and after I leave, the museum should be able to share some of the debt for you." In the future, I would like to ask you to take care of this museum with Iijima! ”

"Curator!" After hearing this, Watada couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes anymore, and knelt on the ground with a plop, crying silently.

Conan slowly raised his head and looked at the sky, the bright moonlight shining on the ground, and for the first time, he felt that the night was just as reassuring.

"By the way," Officer Twilight began, "who is that teenager you're talking about?" ”

"I don't know his name," said Director Ochiai, after a pause, "but he has golden eyes. ”

"Golden eyes?!" Officer Twilight exclaimed excitedly, "Is it a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a boy of the same age in a blue suit by his side?" ”

Director Ochiai was stunned for a moment, looking at Conan's warm blue eyes and clothes, the old man smiled: "Yes, those two children are angels sent by God!" ”