Chapter 243: Suspicious to the Nth power

I don't know what the man in the cap thinks, after running into the box, he didn't close the door, and let the door be half open.

It wasn't until Mori Kogoro and Conan approached three meters away that the door slammed shut as if they were finally alarmed.

Two seconds later, Mori Kogoro rushed to the door, pressed the doorknob, and pulled the door to the side heavily.

He thought that the door was locked, but unexpectedly, the process of opening the door was extremely smooth, and with a swipe, the scene in the box was unobstructed in front of them.

The room was empty, the window facing the door was shattered, and the wind was howling and making a mess of it.

Only the howling wind and the sound of the train play a noisy melody......

"......", Conan pressed the door frame, looked at the window of the black hole, and suddenly remembered.

Not an old case.

It's not a cop movie.

Not even more so a published reasoning.

This is a draft.

A manuscript written by Yusaku Kudo more than ten years ago, but never published.

……

After the commotion, the train came to an emergency stop, and not long after, a large number of police arrived.

At a certain table in the dining car, a well-dressed middle-aged man was lying on his face down, lifeless. There was an obvious bloody hole in the back of his head, and this penetrating gunshot wound was obviously the cause of his death.

The identity of the victim was not difficult to ascertain, and soon, a Hokkaido police officer reported to Officer Nishimura, who was in charge of the case:

"The deceased is Keitaro Izumo, who lived in Kyoto's ancient city, and is 56 years old. He is the owner of a large jewelry store.

According to eyewitnesses, the murderer, a man wearing a windbreaker, a hat and a mask, walked behind the deceased from the entrance of the dining car, shot him in the back of the head, and then fled in a hurry in the direction of the box. The flight attendants went to catch up, but couldn't. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the corridor leading to the box, marking the direction of the murderer's escape.

"And ...... after the flight attendant", the police officer's voice fell, and a deliberately rendered magnetic voice interjected, "I caught up with him!" ”

Under the attention of everyone, Maori Kogoro stepped forward, copied his pocket very forcefully, hung his head slightly, and told his experience just now:

"When I heard the movement of the food truck, I opened the door to check. The man happened to pass by my room, ran to his own room, and fired a shot at the window. I then chased after him, but by that time he had escaped from the car and started the game

The police officer who was robbed of his words was stunned for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Are you ......?" ”

Officer Nishimura also turned around, touched the stubble on his chin, and looked carefully at Mori Kogoro:

"I seem to have seen you somewhere......"

After a pause, his face suddenly became strange, "You are the sleeping Kogoro?" ”

His reputation has spread to Hokkaido! You should always bring a signature pen with you when you go out in the future...... A similar thought crossed Kogoro's mind, and he smiled modestly, ready to admit his identity reservedly.

But before him, the police officer next to him sighed, and blurted out in a tone that was better than seeing it, "That plague god who will be involved in unfortunate events wherever he goes?" ”

"......", don't guess, this is definitely from the Twilight Police Department!

Mori Kogoro smiled dryly, and wrote a few notes to his former boss with indignation.

Although the name of the plague god is very difficult to describe, his popularity is indeed very high, and Officer Nishimura carefully confirmed to him, "Only you saw the gangsters flee?" ”

"All four of us saw it." , Maori Kogoro pointed to himself and Xiaolan next to him, and then turned his head to look for a long time, and finally found the remaining two witnesses.

He pointed to Shiraki and Conan, who were sitting at the dining table half across the dining cart, "And my assistant, and the little imp with eyes next to him." ”

Officer Nishimura followed his direction, not paying much attention to the two young men, and quickly turned back and continued to ask Mori Kogoro for details.

Bai Shu also retracted his gaze at Officer Nishimura, and chatted with Conan casually, "Since it is confirmed that it is your father's draft, it will be good to ask him soon, maybe you can know the murderer directly, how easy it is." ”

"I know ......", Conan Mo rubbed his mobile phone that had already called up the dial interface, and there was actually a little reluctance in his heart.

The murderer seems to be following his father's script, and this case has a very different meaning to Conan, giving him a sense of father-son duel, and he is also like trying to see if he can beat his father.

But he has no impression of the later plot, if this is a serial murder case, the sooner the mystery is solved, the more it will ensure the safety of others.

The desire to win and conscience fought, and finally conscience won, Conan sighed, resigned himself to entering the number, and pressed dial.

A few seconds later, he listened to the electronic tone on the phone that said that he could not be connected, and showed a complicated expression, "I can't get through." ”

"The signal is not good, keep fighting, you'll be fine anyway." Bai Shu was not surprised by this result.

He casually perfunctory Conan looked up at the corridor where the dining car was connected to the box.

A slender figure leaned into the shadows around the corner, his hands folded over his chest, looking at the police officer in the cafeteria, listening intently to their conversation.

She was wearing an off-white casual dress, a sunhat of the same color pressed to the side of her ears, and a pair of huge sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, if it was placed on the beach, it was undoubtedly a pleasing picture, but at the scene of the murder at four o'clock in the morning, except for weird and suspicious, people couldn't think of other adjectives.

The woman seemed to be very sensitive to the gaze of others, and after Bai Shu looked at it for a few seconds, she turned her face slightly and met Bai Shu's gaze. Soon, she turned away.

……

At the same time, Maori Kogoro was still running and jumping to demonstrate the scene to the police.

Although what he said was true, considering the situation at that time, Officer Nishimura did not believe that the gangsters would jump out of the window and escape.

The speed is so fast, and it is in a tunnel, the wind pressure is huge, and the act of jumping out of the window in a hurry is equivalent to suicide.

"It's so dark in the hallway, he probably took the opportunity to run away while you dodged his shots."

Officer Nishimura said and put on a cigarette, clicked and shook off the lighter, but it hadn't been lit yet, he came back to his senses, snuffed out the flame again, and walked into the box where the man in the cap "jumped out of the car" with the unlit cigarette in his mouth:

"And yes." He squatted down, put on gloves, picked up a gun from the box floor, and after checking it, he found that there were still bullets in the gun: "In that case, the gangsters will not abandon the gun and run away." ”

"Maybe he brought two guns, and when he ran away, one of them accidentally fell off." , Mori Kogoro exudes his whimsy.

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