In the empty sporting goods section, Kogoro Mori quickly put all the bagged T-shirts side by side.

Judging from the half of the courier slip attached to each bag, two pieces were sent each time 7 weeks ago, 6 weeks ago and 5 weeks ago, only 1 piece 4 weeks ago, and then two more pieces were sent 3 weeks ago and 2 weeks ago, for a total of 13 pieces.

The uncle couldn't understand what the meaning was, and in distress, Xiaolan found a broken cash note in the bag, each bag had a cash note, with the number of pieces and the price on it, and the date was the same as on the courier bill.

"In other words, I sent it out on the same day I bought it......"

"The cash slip is also incomplete, so I can't tell where I bought it......"

The uncle took out all the cash slips, and arranged them in the same order, and before he could take a closer look, Conan pointed to the first one and said: "Only the cash slip I bought last week can be seen, look, this one is not torn clean, and there is the mark of the rice department store." ”

"Marking?" Uncle's eyebrows jumped.

"And oh," Conan continued, "isn't it strange that the T-shirt is all at 12:29 p.m.?" ”

"I see," the uncle reacted slowly, and was surprised when he heard the words, "so the prisoner is convinced that the person is on this floor!" Because he knew that the man had been buying t-shirts here around noon! But ......"

The uncle was puzzled: "Wait a minute, why are you sure it's the counter that sells sporting goods here?" ”

"Is it because this T-shirt is underwear?" Xiaolan guessed, "It's written on the cash slip, it's the kind of underwear that you wear when you jog, it can absorb sweat, dry quickly, and is made of polyester fibers, and the seniors in the city have bought this kind of clothes......"

"Joto?" The uncle collapsed his face, "Could it be that the guy from the castle is deliberately trying to trick me?" ”

"How could it be ......"

Uncle Conan rolled his eyes and asked the salesman, "Auntie, where is this kind of clothing sold?" ”

"Big, it's probably at the slimming and shaping counter." The salesman said.

"Take me there!"

The uncle pulled the salesman out of the crowd, leaving Conan and Xiaolan to continue researching the red T-shirt.

There are many unusual places that the sensitive Conan can't leave alone, so that he doesn't even notice Gao Cheng and Okiya Pleiades behind the crowd.

Gao Cheng has been talking about the situation in the field, but there are other things in his heart.

The bombers didn't care too much except that no one was allowed to leave the floor, and the onlookers all made phone calls with the outside, and I don't know who called the police, and the mobile team had already rushed to the staircase, but they were forced to take no action for the time being due to the bomb threat.

In addition, I don't know if it's a coincidence, he just saw a scarred Akai Shuichi in the crowd, wearing a commemorative hat like the one from the rice flower department store.

I deliberately wore this kind of easy-to-track hat before, probably to lure the FBI people over, and Judy and Carmel did go to this department store.

It's not by chance that Okiya came here, and it's probably because he saw that kind of black hat on the news that he came here to check the situation.

In this case, it is likely that this is a trap used by the black-clad organization to collect the net......

Gao Cheng was eager to find a chance to separate from Okiya, paused, took the initiative to walk out of the crowd, and before Conan could react, he began to fiddle with T-shirts with strange folds.

"Huh?" Xiaolan was surprised, "Senior Chenghu? ”

Conan noticed the shadow and raised his head in a daze, and the surrounding customers also talked and looked over, some people had already recognized Gao Cheng, and some people were completely confused, not knowing who Gao Cheng was, especially the man with glasses who was still tied to the bomb, or heard the word "detective" from the voices of the people around him.

"That, you're ......"

"I brought all the T-shirts here, I think there's something special, right?"

Gao Cheng folded it again according to the traces of his clothes, and the T-shirt on the ground suddenly seemed to dance, and the sleeves all evolved into various movements, looking like the traffic police commanded.

"What?" The man with glasses looked at Gao Cheng incomprehensibly.

"Because of these T-shirts, they actually hijacked the entire floor with bombs, if it weren't for the action of these sleeves that had any special meaning, the bomber wouldn't have reacted so much." Gao Cheng looked back at the man with glasses oozing sweat from his forehead.

"Yes, yes," the glasses man moved his throat and laughed dryly, "probably ......"

"So have you already looked for it?"

"Huh?"

"The time to buy a T-shirt is 12:29 noon on Sunday, but you said that there was a bomb on your body at more than 1 o'clock, and you should have tried to find it but didn't find anyone," Gao Cheng looked at the man in his eyes and said calmly, "And you were at the elevator at that time, and there should have been people who carefully watched the people coming in and out, and in the end, there was no way to expose the bomb......"

"Wait, wait," the man with glasses said with an ugly face, "I—I'm not that prisoner, I'm just an ordinary citizen with a bomb tied!" The prisoner must have come to me because he didn't see the person who sent the T-shirt, so he had to use a bomb to force me......"

Gao Cheng ignored the man with glasses and continued to check the row of red T-shirts.

For the owner of "Captain's Primer", the movements of these T-shirts are not unfamiliar, they are flag signals expressed through the arms, and there is also a special knowledge of flag language in proficient skiing to avoid snow mountain distress.

Flag signals are used in the sea or mountains where sound transmission is difficult, and is usually used more on ships, but the content of these T-shirt signals is "I see you buried", which means that it is not the sea but the mountains, plus the cash slips that can be reminiscent of the shape of snow-capped mountains are torn off on the left and right, and the red T-shirts used to secure bloody murders, all of which point to "snowy mountains" and "murder".

If you kill someone in the snow mountain, you are likely to be killed, and the time of the receipt is 12:29, which should mean December 29.

That is, the murder incident that occurred on December 29 was disguised as a snow-capped mountain, and it is easy to find specific information by looking up the time of death on the corresponding date on the Internet.

Someone deliberately didn't tear off the Rice Flower Department Store logo on the last cash register, just to lure the prisoner over on this Sunday, and at the same time anonymously found Detective Mori Kogoro, who seemed to believe that the uncle could see the problem and solve the puzzle.

Thinking of this, Gao Cheng turned his eyes around, especially at the slimming and shaping counter on the other side, where Uncle Maori was still asking the salesman.

He did buy a similar sports T-shirt here, because he needs to exercise a lot of times to stay in shape, so he is not particularly unfamiliar with the counter here.

"Since we are so sure that the prisoner must be on this floor, it means that the prisoner and the person who sent the T-shirt may have known each other, and at least at 12:29 he personally monitored the counter selling the T-shirt......"

Gao Cheng walked to the slimming and shaping area, and there was a small room in charge of the cashier of sporting goods next to it, and the door opened a crack, and a freckled girl shrank back.