The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Why don't we announce that the victim is still alive? It's better to treat this as a homicide for now. This will prevent the murderer from finding out there's a chance the victim might still be alive and escaping."

"Well, that's for sure."

Even without Tang Ze's reminder, Megure Jusan knew what to do.

The wound was in such a critical position on the neck, and it was caused by a sharp weapon, so it was very likely that the victim would be able to identify the murderer.

If the murderer discovered that the victim was not dead, he would have fled overnight, realizing that he would be discovered anyway.

"Besides the fatal wound to his neck, this victim probably has multiple broken bones." Conan, who had finally been able to wipe his hands clean, crossed his arms and complained, "The noise we heard was probably caused by someone throwing him from somewhere else. With such a loud noise, it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed."

While being surrounded and questioned by the police, he observed the surrounding terrain and temporarily judged that the victim should have been thrown down from the top of this winding road.

As for how he was thrown, was he tied to a truck and thrown down, or was he thrown out by other methods? He was thrown so far with an injury on his neck. If he had not been lucky enough to fall into a garbage dump, which somewhat cushioned the impact, this fall alone would have been enough to kill him.

"Well, based on the current situation, we tentatively believe the murderer is a very strong adult male..."

This was what Yezaka Kaiyo heard when he approached.

Standing in the crowd, she couldn't help but tighten her fingers, digging her arms with her nails, and using the pain to suppress the excitement that was about to emerge.

That's right, that's it.

She painstakingly planned this murder, with all her heart and soul, in order to mislead the police and get away with it.

Killing this unfaithful man without having to pay any price for it, standing next to his corpse with a happy smile, this is the true meaning of revenge, isn't it?

"It doesn't have to be an adult male, right?" Maori Kogoro recalled what he saw at the time and shook his head. "When we got off the bus, there were no other people or vehicles around. The murderer must have used some method to throw the person down. He couldn't have thrown him down by himself, right? This has nothing to do with the murderer's age or strength."

Hearing this dissenting voice, the smile on Yezaka Kaiyo's face froze slightly.

She followed the direction of the voice, looked towards the speaker, and her pupils shrank involuntarily.

Of course she recognized the face.

Not only is Kogoro Mouri a famous detective, but more importantly, he is his client, Eri Kisaki's ex-husband.

Following this logic, Hasaka Minaeyo quickly guessed the reason why Kogoro Mori appeared here.

"...Are you here to pick up Madam Fei?" she murmured, "But, but haven't you all already..."

Already divorced.

They had been separated for many years. While their marriage was still going on, Kisaki Eri had changed her name back to her original surname. Even after their divorce, their way of getting along did not change much.

However, considering their respective careers, their daughter's problem, and the fact that this relationship was not without hope, neither of them publicized the matter, but close acquaintances knew about it.

Minae Hazaka, who often chats with Eri Kisaki while cutting her hair, is also one of the people who knows about this.

Therefore, Yezaka Minamiyo did not believe what Kisaki Eri had often said recently, that the two of them were getting back in touch and getting used to each other.

— The other party has already achieved success, so why bother trying to repair a broken relationship or marriage? Rather than venting, this sounds more like a poor woman who has lost her family, nagging and trying to salvage the last bit of dignity.

Having experienced this process, Yasaka Minato understood her and believed that she would also understand herself. In addition, as the queen of law, she was serious and persistent in these aspects, so naturally, she chose Kisaki Eri as her "accomplice".

As long as there is a possibility of proving her innocence, Kisaki Eri will try her best to help her.

However, she had never imagined that the things that Hibiki Eri had told her, that the so-called divorce was just for the convenience of property preservation, just an opportunity to redistribute the marital property and re-examine the relationship, were actually...

"Indeed, a woman's strength is more than enough to sever the carotid artery."

A familiar voice sounded, and Kogoro Mouri turned his head and looked at Eri Kisaki who stood out from the crowd, his eyes widened slightly.

"Why are you here? You're not... well, I mean, why are you here?"

Kisaki Eri tidied her hair that was scattered on her shoulders, looked at the duplicity of Maori Kogoro, and snorted: "That's what I was asking, why did you come to such a remote place? It's still a long way from 8 o'clock."

We made an appointment to have dinner together tonight, and then I met him near the beauty salon. The reason really needs no explanation.

Kisaki Eri also knew it very well, but it was just that Kogoro Mouri was pretending and trying to hide his intentions, which made people angry.

"I--!"

Kogoro Mouri glared and wanted to retort, but Ran Mouri, who was standing beside him, stomped on the surface of his shoe, and the rest of his words came to an abrupt end.

"Uncle Maori is concerned about you, Sister Fei." Tang Ze, who was highly regarded by Mao Lilan, said at the right time, "It's such a remote place, and a murder just happened. He is worried that it's not safe for you to move alone."

Kisaki Eri saw that Kogoro Mouri had a blush on his face as he stiffened his neck. She didn't know if it was because his daughter stepped on him or because of what Karasawa said. She pursed her lips and her voice became much softer.

"You talk like I've never handled a criminal case before. Who are you looking down on? With all the commotion going on here, how could I possibly come over and take a look?"

"Ahem!"

Not wanting to continue watching their interaction, Megure Juzo deliberately cleared his throat and glanced at his stunned subordinates beside him.

Takagi Wataru received a death stare from his boss, who didn't want to be fed up with the topic, and quickly brought the topic back to the case. "It's impossible to determine the killer's gender based solely on the method of murder. The main thing is that we just found his driver's license on the victim. His name is Nagasaku Shiro, 28 years old. He's not just any man; he's a very famous martial artist."

Megure Jusan nodded with satisfaction and brought the discussion back to the topic: "Well, I've heard of that name before. It seems quite impressive, right?"

"He's the challenger for this fighting championship. He has strong defensive abilities, weighs nearly 90 kilograms, and is known for never letting an enemy approach him from behind. Slitting a man like that's throat and throwing him down, most people wouldn't be able to do that, right?"

"Well, we have to consider the fighters he has had conflicts with and interests with." Megure Jusan stroked his beard. "You just said he was going to participate in a challenge tournament? What about the challenged ones? What's the situation?"

Ye Saka Kaidai, who was a little nervous, relaxed a little as he listened to them continue talking along these lines.

That's right, continue investigating these clues.

Nagasaku Shiro is a guy who is very good at offending people. Just checking these lists will take a long time.

It was enough for her to deal with everything that needed to be dealt with and get out of this entanglement...

"I don't think the murderer is like that." Kisaki Eri shook her head again. "The enemy can't approach from behind, but it wouldn't be difficult if it was an acquaintance. In this case, even if the deceased wasn't a fighter, we have to prioritize the possibility of an acquaintance committing the crime."

"Besides the possibility of the perpetrator being someone they know, we can't ignore the issue of the victim's occupation either," Maori Kogoro continued. "If the perpetrator is someone in a certain profession, such as a masseur, stylist, or barber, then even if they approach with a sharp weapon, even putting it to the victim's neck, the victim might not resist."

"Oh, yes, Mom, you came here today just to get a haircut, didn't you?" Mao Lilan hammered her palm.

At the same time, she blinked quickly at Tang Ze, her joy beyond words.

It’s definitely an improvement for the relationship between two people to develop from quarreling as soon as they met to being able to sing in harmony like this, right?

Tang Ze smiled, grabbed Conan, who was about to move, with one hand, and moved his eyes to the crowd.

Nagasaku Shiro was actually not dead, but the murderer did not know this and missed the wonderful rescue show of him and Conan. The other party probably thought that the ambulance that arrived at the scene took the person away for humanitarian first aid.

So naturally, she would just assume that the deceased was already dead and that all she had to contend with were the brains of a few policemen.

Therefore, she would definitely come to the scene in person to check on the progress of the case.

All he could do was delay for a while longer, and...

I wonder how murderous this guy, who went crazy just because his ex-boyfriend got a haircut, would be if he found out that the person he had murdered with so much difficulty was actually rescued, and what kind of catalyst would he bring to the palace?

"Does Sister Fei's hairdresser live nearby?" Tang Ze first gave Mao Lilan a reassuring look, then asked, "Are there many barber shops, beauty salons, etc. nearby?"

As he spoke, he adjusted his position and found a relatively suitable spot to block Conan who was diving into the crowd.

The sniffer dog is about to start working, so we need to provide good cover.

"Indeed, there are quite a few. This location is quite secluded and confidential. Many well-known hairdressers and stylists work here, and many celebrities come here for hair and beauty treatments... If we're only screening for this profession, there are quite a few people who need to be screened..."

Kisaki Eri's eyes wandered through the crowd, and soon she saw Hasaka Kaishiro and smiled at her.

Ye Saka Kaidai, who had something to hide, shrank his shoulders and took some effort to control his expression.

Didn't Lawyer Fei fail to identify herself? She even expanded the scope of suspicion, further reducing her own suspicion.

Even if the investigation led to the hairdresser, she, who had an appointment and was currently doing Kisaki Eri's hair, would definitely be the least likely suspect...

Before she could adjust her mindset, Ye Saka Kaiyo suddenly felt a chill in her palm.

She lowered her head and saw a little boy wearing big glasses, pinching her fingers and staring at her palm with scrutiny.

"Sister, you live nearby, right?" Conan was not embarrassed by being discovered. He just smiled and let go of her hand. "Do you know any beauty salons nearby?"

"Hey, why, why did you suddenly..." Ye Saka Kaidai was speechless after being caught off guard.

Conan spread out his five fingers, made a fist, and then opened it again. "Although my hands are clean now, I noticed when I observed him before that there were many things mixed in with his blood. I guess you must know this, sister?"

Upon hearing this, Megure Jusan once again cast his gaze at Takagi Wataru.

In the normal process of handling a murder case, this is a detail that can be noticed by observing the body surface, but now that the person is not dead, we can only make do with looking at the evidence that was closest at the time.

With a bitter look on his face, Takagi Shigeru could only turn his head and ask for two evidence bags from the on-site trace inspection, one of which was a blood sample taken from Karasawa and the other from Conan's hands.

Placed near a mottled and turbid wound, it was not very obvious due to the influence of blood, but the area was magnified through contact. After sampling, it was stuffed into a thin evidence bag, and it became very clear when observed.

There were a lot of tiny hairs mixed in the blood, and the light golden color was not much different from the victim's hair.

"Conan's guess is correct. It seems that he was attacked while getting a haircut. His barber is a strong suspect." After confirming the evidence, Megure Jusan nodded.

"A barber. Considering the fact that the criminal was able to carry a 90-kilogram victim and dispose of the body independently, this means that the criminal must be a burly and powerful barber or beautician..."

Takagi Wataru continued speaking along this logic, his voice becoming lower and lower, and he was shocked by his own description.

It’s not that there is any occupational discrimination, nor that beauticians cannot be tall and strong men, but just imagining this scene always makes people feel a little creepy.

A person who can lift 90 kilograms, with a muscular body, holding hairdressing scissors and a comb, wearing a pink bib, a beautician...

"Fighting players might have this hobby?" Megure Jusan said seriously.

"Uh..." Takagi Shigeru's mouth twitched, "Then, then I'll go investigate the surrounding area to see if there are any similar features..."

"Really? Let's not get a haircut in this barber shop anymore." Tang Ze slapped his forehead and muttered softly.

I don’t know if it’s because of the temperament of the case, but I feel that this case, from the murderer to the deceased, is out of control, and even the police’s thinking has become strange.

"Huh? Tang Ze, what did you say?" Mao Lilan, who couldn't help but think divergently, didn't hear clearly what Tang Ze said and turned her head to look at him.

I always feel that Tang Ze said something unfamiliar just now. Is it an illusion?

"I mean..." Tang Ze cleared his throat, "There's no need to go through so much trouble. Just ask the lady Conan just asked. He asked her because he found out she was a beautician, right?"

As for what I said, I won’t explain the pun, and it was in Chinese, so I will be fined.