Conan: Tennis Boys' Scripted Murder

At this time, the technicians found a can of coffee containing sleeping pills in the car.

"Miss An Mei must be afraid that she will be in too much pain and can't hold on any longer, so she put herself into a coma first."

Shancun Cao thought it made sense and nodded vigorously.

After listening to Kogoro Mori's analysis in its entirety, Jin Akutsu frowned even deeper. It seemed that he was not very reliable. Sankaku Atsushi was so suspicious, was there no need to investigate further?

Fortunately, Conan was very helpful and he noticed a lot of suspicious points.

"Haha, then Miss An Mei must be a person with a very bad sleeping posture."

Maori Kogoro looked at him impatiently, "How do you know this?"

Conan said about the details he just observed, "I just saw that Miss Anmei's clothes were wrinkled. Usually when we sit down, we will pull our clothes up. So the wrinkles are most likely caused by her turning over in her sleep."

"That makes sense, but just based on that fact alone, we can say that her sleeping posture is bad..."

"Of course there's more to it than that. Sister Xiaolan, squat beside the car and pretend to drive."

Mao Lilan was a little confused, but still did as Conan said.

"Uncle, you see, Miss Anmei's body shape is similar to Sister Xiaolan's. Sister Xiaolan's parking space is not far from the steering wheel, but Miss Anmei has left a lot of space. She must have known how I sleep, so she adjusted the position in advance."

Jin Akutsu looked at Conan with surprise. This kid is really extraordinary. Kogoro Mouri didn't notice any of these details.

The Chosen One? Apostle of Ke? Crisis Savior Group Chat (19)

Angry Brother: Does that kid named Conan also have a special identity?

The Light of the Metropolitan Police Department: ? ? Brother, our world is called Detective Conan. Do you think he is special?

Right Hand of God: No, what's wrong with you, Akutsu? You don't remember anything we discussed before?

Lucky Fake Wine: I’m really not surprised at all.

Wind Magician: Haha, this is really interesting.

Grumpy Brother: I get it.

Jin Akutsu silently closed the group chat. After receiving the message, the look he gave Conan was different.

Conan keenly noticed that someone was looking at him, and turned around to see Akutsu Jin with a fierce look on his face, "Haha, it's all because of Uncle Maori's good teaching, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed these details."

"Of course. Being around me, your observation skills will definitely improve."

Kogoro Mouri did not show any modesty and accepted Conan's praise.

Sanjiao Du was afraid that the police would make a fuss about the car seat and suspect him, so he quickly stepped forward and expressed his opinion, "Could she have moved the seat to put the charcoal stove next to her feet?"

Just now, when Yamamura So asked about Akutsu Jin's identity, he was frightened by his three-white eyes and almost took out his gun to subdue the fierce-looking man in front of him. However, he did not expect that he was just an ordinary high school student, and a "good student" at that.

Although Jin Akutsu skipped school and did not attend classes, he did not cause trouble on campus and could barely be considered a "good student."

So he had learned his lesson and when he saw another man he didn't know, he didn't dare to get close to Sanjiaodu. He asked from a distance, "Who are you?"

"I am the owner of this car and Anmei's boyfriend."

"You have a point. The charcoal stove was originally at the foot, and then moved to the passenger seat."

Maori Kogoro made the final decision, "It seems that this is a normal suicide case."

Conan, however, thought that this was not a simple suicide case. He was sure that the murderer was Sanjiaodu who brought them here, but he had not yet figured out the method of committing the crime.

Akutsu Jin noticed Conan's thoughtful expression and remembered what other people in the group said about him, that they were all natural detectives and smart kids, so he decided to trust this kid for once.

Of course the most important reason is that he is not good at reasoning. He is good at a series of sports such as tennis and baseball, but he really feels tired when using his brain.

Shancuncao was about to lead the team away, but he fell to the ground as he turned around.

"Huh? You can still fall on flat ground?"

Shancuncao touched the snow around him and explained, "No, there's a bulge here, it looks like a car was parked here before."

Conan and his friends looked at that place, and the size of the bulge was exactly the same as the car they drove here today.

Maori Kogoro looked at Sankaku Atsushi with sharp eyes, "When did you rent your car?"

"I rented it early this morning because she insisted on using my car last night. I had no choice but to rent one from a rental car agency."

Conan noticed the loophole in Sanjiaodu's words and asked, "Uncle, this is so strange. You knew your girlfriend was going to use your car today, so why did you put the project plan in the car?"

"I didn't expect her to drive off so early in the morning."

Yamamura Cao was confused and asked, "What project?"

Maori Kogoro explained to him: "Oh, this is also the reason why Mr. Sankaku asked me to come. His project proposal is due tomorrow, but he can't find Miss Anmei, so he asked me to help him look for her."

"Is the project plan in the car?"

"I didn't find it. I don't have the energy to care about any project proposals now."

Yamamura Cao walked towards the car parked not far away and asked his colleague, "Did you find any paper in the car?"

"Yes, it's in the back seat of the car." The forensic staff squatted down, opened the box he was carrying, and took out another thing, "We also found it in the victim's bag."

"Isn't this a cigarette lighter? Why is it in his bag?"

"I don't know. We also found a novel in her bag that was released today. There were traces of burns from a cigarette lighter on the cover, but no fingerprints were detected on the book."

Maori Kogoro held his chin and said, "This matter is getting weirder and weirder."

Sanjiaodu hurried out to explain, "My girlfriend usually doesn't allow me to smoke in the car. I always hide it in my bag. This time it's her habit."

"Mr. Triangle, do you smoke too?"

"Yes, come to think of it, I haven't smoked yet. I'm going to the car to have a cigarette."

With that, he ran towards the car they drove here, not noticing Conan's actions.

After being reminded of this, Conan ran to the burnt car to look for clues, as there were things left by the murderer.

He was dragged out of the car by the forensic personnel and just happened to see Hondou Eisuke falling to the ground. He went forward and held his injured finger in his mouth. He would not allow this guy to get close to Xiaolan!

“Band-Aids are really amazing.”

"why?"

"Because when you tie it on it's like you've never been hurt."

Conan looked at the tape on the car, and he figured out Sankaku Atsushi's modus operandi!

The murderer of Miss An Mei was the man who brought them here!