"Wise King, hey, danger!"

Shui Wupi, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but scream.

Inside and outside the camera, almost everyone who was watching the scene couldn't help but take a step forward, and even the cameraman with the camera visibly stumbled forward.

"Aha, no problem." Tang Ze raised his hand casually, without any intention of coming down, and the leg hanging outside the window even swayed.

In the room downstairs, everyone who saw this dangerous scene couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Akechi Goro.

"Wise, hurry down!" Mori Kogoro couldn't help but open the window, ignoring the blood stains on the glass, pushed the window outward, and looked up.

He was located in the warehouse on the 7th floor, directly above the crime scene, and when he was just studying the floor plan, he wisely came up with the idea of talking to this side in the room above.

So after discovering that he looked like he was likely to fall from the building, the people in the room opened the window and looked up almost without thinking.

What caught Kogoro's eye was the pitch-black muzzle of the gun in Wise's hand and the deep eyes that leaned over to look at him.

There was a "pop" sound.

Mori Kogoro covered his forehead and hissed.

A round white rubber ball bounced on the corner of his forehead and bounced into the room.

"This is ......" the Twilight Police Department bent down to pick up the balls that rolled to their feet, "BB bullets?" ”

"Yes, this is the prop we used in today's show, I asked Miss Nagai to help me get it." Tang Ze maintained a leaning posture, shook the gun in his hand, and then let go slightly.

The model gun fell straight down, hit Mori Kogoro, and bounced into the house as well.

"That's how you did 'impossible crime,' didn't you, Mr. Matsuo?" Tang Ze turned his head sideways and looked at Matsuo Takashi in the room, "Conan, how are you over there, did you find it?" ”

"Found it!" The camera cuts from Takashi Matsuo's stiff face to Conan, who is waving his hand at the camera, "Are you looking for this, Brother Wise?" ”

The camera pulls a close-up in the direction of his finger, and the edge of the green belt can be seen, which is the sidewalk on the ground outside the TV station building.

On one of the bricks, a small crack can be clearly seen, and in the center of the crack is a metal warhead that has been extruded and deformed.

"That's amazing, little detective." Not surprised by Conan's discovery, Tang Ze did not hesitate to praise, "This is the evidence that can testify to my reasoning, the bullet that was fired from the 7th floor, penetrated the head of the victim on the 4th floor, and entered a layer of ground, killing the bullet." ”

"Therefore, the other bullet marks in the room are disguises deliberately created by the murderer in order to confuse the location of the shot." Maori Kogoro rubbed his forehead, which was hit by a rubber bullet, and already understood his intentions, he was just very bad at finding and summarizing clues, and it was easy to be far-fetched.

However, with such an obvious chain of evidence, he also understood, dutifully continued to play the corpse, and sat down down at the angle of the window: "After the shot, he threw the gun into the fourth floor, and the victim, who was already dead, lost his strength and slowly slid down...... Slumped here, just like he had been when he was found. ”

"That's right," Tang Ze's gaze shifted from the screen that fed back information from other cameras to Takashi Matsuo, who was sweating a little, "As for how you did it...... I guess that's why the deceased was holding his phone when he died. As long as you say on the phone, like I am now, 'I'm in the warehouse on the 7th floor, I'm going to kill myself,' the deceased will be like Mr. Mori, and he will rush to open the window and look up, trying to stop you. ”

Takashi Matsuo trembled uncontrollably.

He clenched his fists and looked at the wise Wulang who was sitting sideways at the window, looking at him coldly with disdain.

Tang Ze half-closed his eyes, covering his pupils, hiding the golden luster that flashed in his eyes.

"You don't have evidence, you're all speculation!" A burst of anger welled up in Matsuo's heart, clenched his fists, and rushed up in two steps, trying to reach out and push Akechi Goro who was sitting at the window directly.

Inviting this kid is an absolute failure!

If it weren't for him, if it wasn't for him——!

Tang Ze couldn't tell whether he knew or regretted it, and before Shui Wu reflexively knocked down the crazy Matsuo Takashi, he flipped his palm, and a pistol slipped out of his sleeve, which he raised without hesitation and aimed at Matsuo Takashi.

Matsuo's fierce emotions were interrupted by the muzzle of the gun directly opposite the door, making him want to kill the other party's hand, and he couldn't reach out anymore.

"Be careful, Mr. Matsuo." Tang Ze no longer maintained such a dangerous sitting position, the gun in his hand was raised steadily, and he jumped down from the window frame and stood upright, so the gun in his hand was directly pressed against the other party's front door, "You are also a gunman yourself, you must be able to see - this is not a model gun for jokes." ”

The cold muzzle of the gun on the door of his head made Takashi Matsuo tremble involuntarily, and he could only tremble and repeat: "You have no evidence, you have no evidence-"

"Let me think about it." Tang Ze tilted his head, pressed his empty fingers to his temples, and made a distressed expression, "Testing the gunpowder reaction will definitely not work, since the plan is so tense, you must have prepared a plan to cover up." ”

Takashi Matsuo, who had calmed down a lot, slowly took a step back, avoided continuing to make contact with the gun, tugging at the corners of his mouth, and did not respond.

"It shouldn't be a shield." Tang Ze continued to say to himself, "From the time of the variety show recording to the present, except for the short film time, you rushed here to carry out the murder plan, and you have never left my sight at all. Although your marksmanship is good, when you kill, you need to hold your phone in one hand and shoot at the victim in the other hand, and there is too much trouble caused by the obscuration. It's only possible that you put on gloves and changed your clothes...... Coincidentally, this warehouse is the props warehouse of a studio. ”

As he spoke, he didn't put down the gun in his hand, but walked slowly backwards, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the clothes that glowed faintly red in his line of sight: "—For example, this suit that happens to be the same style as your clothes?" Guess if the police can find your sweat stains and gunsmoke reaction from above? ”

This is information that was not given in the original work, but Tang Ze, who has a third eye, was originally a natural detective and fearless.

Gritting his teeth for a moment, looking at the suit hanging on the hanger in his hand, Matsuo Takashi's shoulders still collapsed.

“…… Ha, hahaha. Takashi Matsuo smiled bitterly, "That's why I said it, I shouldn't have invited you over, Michihiko Suwa is an idiot." ”

"So it was Mr. Suwa's idea to invite me as a guest?" Tang Ze glanced at Shui Wu, who was standing on the side with a surprised face, thought about it, and asked deliberately.

Since it's your own trouble, don't add to the workload of your hapless undercover counterparts.

The guy in charge of carrying the black pot is cold, and the more pots the better, just throw them off.

"Yes, he is such a person who does his own thing, changes the plan without authorization, adds and deletes the program process without authorization, not to mention the guests, and often doesn't even inform us." Takashi Matsuo looked at the room full of colleagues who were surprised and inexplicable, and simply confided in him, "This show was obviously planned by me and Suwa, but in the end, he kidnapped me as a host and forced me to give up the right to speak as a producer." I've endured it, this show is my hard work, and I'm tired of collecting materials and writing scripts every week...... My entire career has been bound to this variety show, and as a result, he actually wanted to replace me! ”

"So, today's episode ......"

"Originally, he was going to replace me this time, but it was I who used his handle to blackmail him that dispelled his thoughts. He took revenge on me again and completely changed the entire script of the show, he just wanted to embarrass me! Takashi Matsuo shouted, tears flashing in his eyes again, very small, but more real than every time he cried today.

Outside the door, the policemen who had caught up walked behind Matsuo, and he looked back at the handcuffs in the policemen's hands, and his spirit was completely drained, and he bent his back.

“…… I'm sorry, Wise Gentleman. Before being taken away by the police, Takashi Matsuo smiled bitterly, "I don't know, what happened to me just now." 'The demon who killed Mr. Suwa'...... Perhaps, this is a prophecy. ”

Tang Ze didn't respond to this, but just inserted the gun in his hand back into the gun pouch on his waist, and watched the back of Matsuo Takashi.

What else could it be? The Monster of the Heart's Thieves claim to be responsible for the matter.

However, Tang Ze is not really a muffin man after all, although his twenty-sided appearance is a little better than Cthulhu, but he definitely doesn't have any special abilities like "insane", he just made a provocation.

In the real world, this type of debuff skill will also be greatly weakened, and for people with normal willpower, his skill can only make people trance a little.

In other words, if it weren't for Matsuo Takashi himself having murderous intent, he threw a provocation and threw it until the SP was empty, at most it would only make people feel that he was a little underwhelmed.

"Wise Gentleman, it's okay!" Running up with the police, there are also worried Twilight Police Department and Maori father and daughter, "Even if it is to restore the situation of the crime and stimulate the murderer, you are too risky to do this!" ”

"It's fine." Tang Ze smiled brightly, "Don't worry, everything is under control~"

"Really, you tell Conan about your plan without talking to me first." Mori Kogoro hunched his waist angrily, "I'm really scared to death by you." ”

"Hahaha, just kidding, didn't hurt you, did you?" Tang Ze smiled very brightly, "As for Conan, I didn't tell him any plans. What a smart kid, he's already a qualified detective. ”

"Hey, anyway, it's good that the case is settled." Watching the camera chase the dejected Matsuo Takashi away, Mori Kogoro breathed a sigh of relief, "This leaves us alone." These TV station guys are really used up and thrown away. ”

"Daddy, be quiet." Maori Lan glanced at the remaining Shui Wuren Na and the others in the return room, poked Maori Kogoro's back, then looked at Akechi, and said with a smile, "Akechi-kun hasn't eaten yet, do you want to come with us, haven't you thanked you for the last time......"

"Okay," Tang Ze replied, thinking of his cousin who was also hungry, and added, "You don't mind if I bring someone, right?" My makeup artist, Miss May, stayed at the TV station because of an unexpected case. ”

Mao Lilan suddenly remembered the extremely avant-garde lady, grinned awkwardly, and nodded stubbornly.

"In that case, why don't we go bake tonight—"

"How about a muffin?" Before Mao Lilan could say the forbidden line, Tang Ze interrupted loudly, "I know a shop where the muffins are delicious." ”

That sentence, no!

It's a real two-thorn ape here, and I'll be gagging when I'm done.

Even if they don't know how to gag, if they go out for dinner and have some murders, do they want to get off work?

If you really want to get some debuffs, why not try my muffins?

"Muffins?" Mao Lilan was stunned for a moment, "That's right, I almost forgot, Akechi-kun grew up in the United States, so he shouldn't be used to Japanese food." ”

"Actually, I'm getting used to it, but it's a rare opportunity, and this store is not far from the TV station. His cocktails are also very famous, and the bartenders are quite famous, well, although at my age, I can't drink alcohol in the United States or Japan, and I haven't tried it, but I think Mr. Mori will like it, right? Karasawa looked at Mori Kogoro again and continued to throw the bait.

Mori Kogoro, who was about to say that he was not interested in Western food and sweets, suddenly became energetic when he heard this: "It sounds like a very good restaurant......

"yes, I love it. Let's go, I'm here for a treat. Tang Ze turned his back with a smile and secretly pressed the phone that Amuro had called.

Today's movement is really not small, it is a live TV broadcast, and he almost jumped off the building......

Amuro must have seen it all, and I just hope he won't get too angry when he goes back.

"That ......" Seeing that a few people had already discussed where to go tonight, Ayako Nagai, who had been hesitating for a long time, stepped forward, "Excuse me." Wise man, can I briefly discuss a few questions with you? It's going to be good soon, and I won't delay your dinner. ”

Tang Ze turned his head and was a little surprised to find that she didn't run out with her partner to continue filming or talking.

Nagai Yako's painting style is exactly the same as that of Nippuri TV.,It belongs to the standard Kryptonite reporter style of Rice Flower Town.。

He also thought that this should also be the most standard media person who is on par with traffic, but he didn't expect to put such a big focus as Matsuo and come to chat with the detectives who have been abandoned.

"Okay." Tang Ze thought about it, didn't refuse, and walked to her side, "If it's just a simple conversation." ”

Yako Nagai nodded busily and led him to the door.

Seeing a few people leaving one after another, Shui Wulian, who was at the end, slowly took out his mobile phone, quickly pressed the keyboard, and edited the email.

At the same time, her cyan eyes swept over Tang Ze's back from time to time, secretly pondering.

Is this a young detective with an American background......

(End of chapter)