Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

Conan's brows were twisted into a knot.

I'm already getting forehead wrinkles at such a young age.

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Wang Changsheng was talking to Xiaoying, trying to ease her tension, when suddenly a system prompt popped up.

This made him feel a little strange.

"Is Conan having a brain attack again?"

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"There's still sand, as expected."

Conan squatted on the ground, observing the water mark he noticed.

He found some sand from the beach in it.

It looked like it was left behind by the murderer while he was dragging the body.

The traces are so obvious, which means the murderer didn't do anything about it.

One possibility is that the other party doesn't care about these things at all.

Another possibility is that the murderer was in too much time when he killed the person, and the other party simply did not have the energy or time to deal with these traces.

But no matter what, Conan finally confirmed his initial judgment on the cause of death of the deceased.

"Since the deceased was dragged in and likely drowned in the sea, why would he want to leave? Obviously, the murderer must be someone he knew. Otherwise, he couldn't have followed the murderer out of here and been killed without warning."

Conan held his chin with one hand, thoughts racing in his mind.

As he was thinking about it, he couldn't help but think of the walk he and Wang Changsheng had just gone out for.

"Damn it! How dare you commit such a crime in front of me!"

This is simply too outrageous. He doesn't take him, a famous high school detective, seriously at all!

He stood up, but did not immediately open the back door. Instead, he wanted to look through the window to see what was happening outside.

It's just that he was a little far away just now and could still see the scenery outside the window. Now that he walked to the window, his height disadvantage was immediately revealed.

Because even if Conan stood on tiptoe, his line of sight was still level with the bottom edge of the windowsill, and he had no way of seeing what was happening outside the window.

Finally, out of desperation, he had to use his hands and feet to climb up to the window and look outside.

The night is lonely.

The sea water rolls from time to time with a unique rhythm, forming waves.

Behind the community center, where the beach meets the sea.

The black sea water flooded onto the beach and turned into white waves.

Rise, then fall.

If it retreats, it will rise.

The sand on the beach also looked unusually soft. Conan noticed a series of traces on the beach at just one glance.

"really!"

Conan was immediately delighted.

As long as there are traces, it's fine.

There are traces left behind, which are very important clues.

It may even become key evidence.

"Hmm? Why do the marks on the beach look so messy?"

But after taking a look, Conan couldn't help but tilt his head and some doubts arose in his heart.

The traces left on the beach by the murderer dragging the body were not particularly neat, but rather messy. It was just because the angle of the window was not very good, so he could not see the traces on the beach very clearly, so he could only try his best to put his head against the glass to see some messy signs on the beach.

"Is it because the murderer was too panicked? He didn't even deal with this kind of evidence." Conan gently tapped his chin with his right hand, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems the murderer really didn't have the time or energy to process the evidence of his murders, so he left behind so many clues. Haha, doesn't he know that the more clues he leaves behind, the more confident and likely it will be for both the police and the detectives to solve his case?"

Conan suddenly felt that the murderer this time was most likely an impulsive killer.

In other words, he didn't originally intend to kill the deceased, but just called him out to talk to him about something.

Later, during the communication process, the two had an unknown conversation or some conflict, which led to the murderer becoming too extreme and killing the deceased.

I have to say, Conan is worthy of being Conan.

Although this was not an impulsive killing, nor was it an accidental killing, there were some things in his reasoning that he did guess correctly.

For example, Asai Narumi did have a quarrel with the deceased before he took action, and he was a little excited after learning some things.

This resulted in the timing of his killing not being very appropriate, but in fact, it made no difference to him whether he killed early or late.

"But no matter what, this case shouldn't be too complicated." Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

Chapter 331 Who can tell me what this palm print that is bigger than a human head is?

"click"

Conan opened the window.

He stuck his head out and looked towards the back door.

"Um?!"

However, he only took two glances and was immediately stunned.

He held the windowsill with one hand and the wall with the other.

He stretched his neck in disbelief.

He rubbed his eyes.

Open it again.

Look again.

"Nani??!"

Conan finally saw it clearly.

There were messy traces on the beach at the door.

It wasn't a footprint at all.

There is no sign of dragging.

But...

"Handprint???"

Conan stared at the beach in confusion.

"What's happening here??"

Conan couldn't quite understand what he saw.

I have to say, this is really rare.

There were few things that would make him look bewildered at first glance.

"Maybe I opened it the wrong way."

Conan retracted his head and was silent for a moment.

He leaned out again.

"..."

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On Wang Changsheng's side, he suddenly received negative points from Conan.

"Hey, what is this guy doing?" Wang Changsheng was a little puzzled.

Suddenly he thought of a possibility: "Could it be that Conan discovered the surprise I left for him? Hahaha!"

Wang Changsheng was a little curious about what Conan’s expression was like now.

He thought about it, and suddenly an idea popped into his mind.

"Well, Zhishi, can you lend me your camera?" Wang Changsheng turned around and said to Zhishi with a smile.

"Ah? My camera?" Zhishi was stunned when he heard Wang Changsheng say this, then he looked down at the camera in his hand.

"Yes, but not this one." Wang Changsheng nodded slightly, "I want you to lend me your Feitian camera."

Hearing this, Zhishi seemed to understand something.

She tilted her head, her soft hair falling from her temples: "Changsheng, do you want to know what's going on inside?"

"Hehe, yes." Wang Changsheng did not deny it, but nodded his head, with a cute yet slightly naughty smile on his lips.

"Changsheng, what are you talking about? What's this flying camera?"

Xiaolan, standing by, anxiously poked her head out and looked into the piano room in front.

As a result, when she heard a few children chatting, she couldn't help but suppress the uneasiness in her heart, turned around, and tried her best to smile so as not to pass on her negative emotions to the children.

"It's nothing, Sister Xiaolan, I just want to borrow Zhishi's camera." Wang Changsheng waved his hand with a bright smile.

"Oh, a camera?" Xiaolan nodded and looked at the camera in Tomoyo's hand.

To be honest, the situation is not clear now, and the environment on site may be destroyed at any time.

Although Xiaolan is not a professional detective.

But after all, she has been following both the former Kudo Shinichi and the current Uncle Mori for such a long time.

She already had a thorough understanding of some of the things that needed to be paid attention to in solving a case.

There is no way. Every time they go out to play, they will encounter a case, and when they encounter a case, they will meet the police.

Whenever she met the police, they would tell her over and over again what she needed to pay attention to when handling cases...

Even if she didn't try to remember it, she would have known it by heart by heart.

So in the current situation, his father went inside to seal off the scene and investigate the preliminary details of the scene. In fact, it would have been best for him to bring a camera.

In this way, the first scene can also be saved in the form of video.

Xiaolan looked at the camera in Tomoyo's hand and hesitated.

She wanted to borrow the camera from the kid and give it to her father to use.

But I was too embarrassed to speak up.

After all, if a camera is borrowed to film the crime scene, then it will need to be handed over to the police as a piece of evidence.

Xiaolan looked at the camera in Zhiye's hand and felt that it didn't seem to be very cheap...

Xiaolan kept staring at Tomoyo, making it hard for the latter not to notice.

She raised her head, looked at the other party, and couldn't help asking: "Does Sister Xiaolan also want to borrow the camera?"

"Ah? Ah... No, not, uh..." Xiaolan, who was hesitating whether to borrow the camera from Tomoyo, was suddenly called by the owner, who even said what she was thinking in one sentence. Xiaolan was immediately panicked and became incoherent.

"I have an extra one here, why don't I lend it to you, Sister Xiaolan?" Zhishi reached behind him as if performing a magic trick.

Then a brand new camera appeared in her hands.

Wang Changsheng: "..."

Watching Zhishi's actions, Wang Changsheng stood aside silently without saying a word.

She seriously suspected that Tomoyo had a space device that had not been registered with any of them.

He clearly saw Chise just touching his back.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, a camera appeared.

in the river

It's not reasonable at all!