Chapter Ninety-Four: Conan

"The Prisoner Is ......"

Conan, who was about to say the classic line, instantly became dumbfounded, like a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat, and as if the muzzle of a musket had been blocked by someone with a wooden cork.

Got robbed of lines?

Conan looked at Mito Moon who spoke in front of everyone in surprise, do you want to do this, you have become a child, and you still want to fight against me?

You shouldn't be a human being, at least you can't bully children.

The chubby Makoto also staggered back: "You, what are you talking about?" How could I be a prisoner, I had been watching a movie last night! ”

"The suspect's own dictation is the most unreliable, not to mention that you are just watching a movie by yourself and there is no one else on the scene."

"Then, if you say so, the other two, the guy with glasses and an OK taper on his face are very suspicious!"

Hosoi Ryuhei, who was mentioned, felt that he was really innocent, and he was obviously just going out to drink and get drunk...... But if I hadn't been drunk, I might have died in the fire right now.

"So, in the end, it was this diary of Kaito Sugiura that gave us the clue."

"This is the diary of the landlord's son, Kaito Sugiura, who records in detail what happens every day in the apartment, and there are traces of each of us, and who has any suspicious places in it, all of them are clearly recorded in it."

"However, Sugiura Kairen used different colors to call us, yellow people, white people, silver people, and red people, among which yellow people are the most suspicious."

Mito Yue held up the scorched diary and flipped to the last page to read it

"In the middle of the night, the yellow man suddenly came back and had an argument with the landlord, Sugiura."

When she heard Mito Tsuki's words, the sweat on Mabe's face flowed out.

He obviously didn't expect that the landlord's son would have such a hobby.

"But everyone, including me, said they didn't come home last night."

"That is, someone must be lying, and the liar must be trying to cover something." Mito looked at the burned Trojan Horse Village, "Covering it up is naturally my own act of arson. ”

Conan pouted as he watched from the sidelines.

This should have been his line, but now all the limelight has been stolen by Mito Tsuki.

"On the Fourth of July, the weather was terrible when I woke up early this morning, but I still had to get up early to go to school, and the red people could sleep in......"

"What's the bad weather like? The Fourth of July, which was yesterday, was raining, do you still have the impression in your mind? ”

Everyone nodded, how could they not remember what happened yesterday.

"What kind of things don't you have to do in the morning when it's raining?" Mito looked at Okiya, "Presumably it's Mr. Okiya's hobby, raising flowers and watering, right?" ”

"I remember Mr. Okiya once asked the landlord if the small open space in the courtyard could be used as a flower garden, and you would get up every morning to water it, right?"

"Hmm."

"What about the color? Why is Mr. Okiya a red man who waters? ”

Mito Yue looked at the toy car in the policeman's hand: "This is going to involve the hobby of Sugiura, what is the most iconic thing about the red painted car?" "Wonderful

This is the kindergarten curriculum, and the junior detective group, who is only in the first grade of elementary school, immediately raised his hand: "It's a fire truck that can spray water." ”

"That's right, it's because you can see Mr. Okiya watering every morning that Sugiura Kai thinks of a fire truck, so he takes the nickname of the red man."

Mito then read out the next paragraph of her diary: "It's nice that I fell after coming back from school, and the white man just went out. ”

"Why associate wrestling with white people...... And then we were saying, "So what do you think of when you think of the white car?" ”

"Van!"

"Mover's car!"

Looking at the answer of a kind of children caught in a dispute, Gray Yuan Ai stood up and made a final decision: "It's an ambulance, and Japan's Road Transport Vehicle Law stipulates that ambulances must be white." ”

"That's right!"

The answer to the question was unanimously agreed upon by the children.

"When it comes to ambulances, the first thing that comes to mind is its life-saving effect." Mito looked at the black Ryuhei Hosoi, "Did Mr. Ryuhei Hosoi, who was carrying an OK taper with him because he was often injured, encounter anything yesterday afternoon?" ”

"Speaking of which, when I was about to go out yesterday afternoon, he happened to fall in front of the door, so I used the OK bandage I carried with me to help him paste the wound." Hosoi Ryuhei raised his eyes and recalled, "Something similar has happened several times before, but Sugiura actually called me a white person with black skin." ”

Mito Yue moved his finger to the end of the diary: "Who is it, who is the person who came back from the third watch in the middle of the night, and he is still arguing with his father, and he is the yellow person......"

"The yellow one is a taxi!"

"......," Officer Gong pinched his chin, "It's a construction truck on the construction site, right?" Whether it is a bulldozer or a tower crane or something, it must be eye-catching yellow according to the regulations. ”

Mito Moon nodded: "So, as a freelancer and Mr. Shinya Mabe, who still has dirt in his nails, the yellow one is you." ”

Mabe's wide body also stepped back, and a look of obvious horror appeared on his face: "Didn't I say that this dirt was left over from my activities in the mountains when I was playing survival games. ”

At this time, Edogawa Conan finally seized the opportunity.

He can see that if he doesn't speak again, Mito Moon will steal all the limelight.

"Nahhh The opening scene is three standard na-na-na, "Big brother, you just said that you played a survival game using paintballs, right?" Paintbombs can't be washed off when they hit clothes. ”

"Ah, yes."

"Aha, you're lying." Conan Edogawa put his hands in his pockets, and there was a look of wisdom in his eyes, "In fact, in our country's survival game, according to the regulations, BB shells should be used, and the one that uses paint bullets is another game called color shooting. ”

"Oh roar."

Officer Bow took a step forward with his hands in his pockets.

The image of his black suit and short inch head and Chinese face looks like a very difficult to mess with.

"This, what does it matter! Pretty much stuff anyway! ”

In the face of Makabe Yinya's quibble, Conan took advantage of the victory to pursue and asked further: "But the paint bombs are all made of water-soluble ink, and they can be washed off by washing them casually." ”

"You've been lying since the beginning, and you're not telling very clever lies, and you don't even know what a paintball is."

Conan seems to be a little expert in popular science physics and chemistry knowledge, and uses simple and easy-to-understand truths to debunk the lies of the real wall.