Zongman: This friendly communication system is too friendly

"I heard the police were very rude when they interrogated her."

Conan and Hattori both frowned.

The four of them walked all the way to a room.

During this period, Bai Ma Tan was leading the way.

After walking for a while, Wang Changsheng suddenly wondered how this guy knew the internal environment of the company building so clearly.

Is that police captain or something so powerful?

You can even get this kind of information directly and tell it to him?

"Sure enough, this world is a huge power field."

Wang Changsheng clicked his tongue twice in his heart.

"This is the scene of the shooting."

After the four people walked into the room, the three detectives immediately began to observe many details in the room.

Wang Changsheng took a look around and felt that the house was gray and gloomy.

It feels like a ghost just took a shit here, and then the ghost left, leaving only the shit here.

Makes people uncomfortable.

"Speaking of which, I followed Conan out for a walk this time. I originally planned to collect some souls, but how come I didn't encounter any?" Wang Changsheng was a little speechless.

If it weren't for the negative points and the potential harvest of new labor.

He wouldn't go on such a long journey with Conan.

Wander from day to night.

Your legs will get tired too!

"There's quite a lot of dust here." Conan walked to the window.

There is still some sunshine here.

It doesn't seem so dark.

Hattori nodded: "It seems that the situation on the day of the incident has remained the same."

The white horse went around to the other side and pulled open the pleated curtain.

"I heard that on the day of the incident, the blinds and windows were open."

When he opened the pleated window.

The sunlight pours in thoroughly.

They also saw clearly what was happening in front of the table.

There were white marks drawn on the ground, which were obviously drawn by the police to depict the situation when the victim fell to the ground.

There was a pool of blood next to a head-like location.

The bloodstains had dried and turned black.

It looks like it's been a long time.

Bai Matan stood at the window and looked at a building opposite.

"The suspect shot and killed Nishio in the restroom of that building."

Conan and Hattori looked at the same time.

I began to imagine the scene of the murderer killing people in my mind.

If it is this distance.

The killer at least used a scope.

Sure enough, Detective Hakuba continued, "The gun used by the murderer was a Charter Arms AR7, equipped with a scope and a silencer."

"It is said that eight bullet casings were found in that toilet. The criminals fired all eight bullets that the magazine could hold. One of the bullets hit Nishio in the back of the head. It is said that he died on the spot."

"Later, the police found a plan for the armored car robbery written by Ito in Nishio's desk, and that's why Ito, who was still alive, became a wanted person."

Hattori Heiji turned to look at him and said, "Then why was Shimizu Reiko called in for questioning by the police?"

"I don't know about that~"

Bai Ba Tan shrugged.

At the same time, Conan, who was squatting on the ground and observing the location where the deceased fell at the crime scene, seemed to have made some other discoveries. He waved to Hattori and said, "Hattori, come and see."

Chapter 470 Hattori Heiji's Horrible Experience

"If it was a hit on the back of the head, the bleeding seems quite pitiful."

Conan spoke calmly as he looked at the pool of blood behind the head of the human-shaped figure on the ground.

Hattori Heiji just took a look and nodded.

"makes sense"

He turned his head and looked at the chair that had fallen to the ground behind the desk.

There was a large pool of black and red blood under the chair.

There was a glimmer of inquiry in Hattori Heiji's eyes.

"And here, there's a big pool of blood."

Conan stood up, a puzzled look on his face: "What's going on..."

Wang Changsheng looked around.

There were bloodstains all over the ground, and he couldn't make out anything at all.

What are these two people wondering about?

Just when Wang Changsheng looked at Conan.

Conan suddenly noticed something.

He lowered his gaze slightly and looked down at the tilted chair.

"The bloodstains on the chair were facing downwards."

Conan walked towards the chair, and Hattori Heiji also bent down to observe carefully.

"And you see here, one of the wheels under the chair was shot off by a bullet."

The two were silent for a moment.

Conan suddenly raised the corners of his lips.

"I see, that's what happened."

"That's what happened." Hattori said the same thing.

Watching these two guys playing charades.

Wang Changsheng wanted to go up and punch Conan on the head.

What's going on?

What exactly is going on?

Didn’t Bai Ma Tan just say that the sniper fired several shots?

It would be normal for one bullet to hit the chair.

He still didn't understand what was wrong with the bloodstains that Conan and Hattori Heiji were investigating.

Do you think the dead person didn't bleed enough?

Do you have to be so vicious? She's already been shot to death. How much more blood will need to be shed to satisfy you...

Suddenly, the phone behind Hattori rang.

This time it wasn't his phone that was ringing, but the phone given to him by the client.

"drop"

Hattori Heiji pressed the answer button.

"I'm Hattori."

The client's voice, still sounding like he was asking for a beating, came from the other end of the phone.

"It seems you've reached the next stage."

"Ah, I finally found it." Hattori Heiji responded indifferently.

"Do you know the case I want you to solve?"

"It's the case where Shoji Nishio was shot, right?" Hattori Heiji nodded.

"Yes."

After hearing Hattori Heiji's answer, the client actually had a hint of smile in his tone.

"Hey, your identity couldn't be..." Hattori Heiji said.

However, before he could finish his words, the client on the other end of the phone hung up.

"Huh? Damn it." Hattori Heiji cursed inwardly as he heard the busy tone, but he had long been accustomed to the client's character.

"right now we……"

He turned around and was about to speak.

"Snapped!"

"Bah!"

"Crack!"

At this moment, the sound of breaking glass was heard.

It was particularly harsh in the quiet environment of the setting sun.

"what happened?!"

Hattori Heiji, Conan and the others quickly turned their heads around. The sound of the glass breaking was very regular.

It was obvious that someone had used something to either smash the window or the glass door.

at the same time.

There seemed to be bursts of motorcycle sounds coming from downstairs, buzzing.

Conan frowned.

The white horse on the side glanced behind him. Facing this unknown situation, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he showed an intriguing smile: "Haha, one thing is for sure, this probably won't be a good thing."

"Someone is riding a motorcycle upstairs! He should be coming for us. Let's get out quickly, otherwise we will be stuck here!" Conan reacted quickly and was the first to rush to the door.

Hattori Heiji followed closely behind.

Bai Ma glanced at Wang Changsheng, then immediately turned back and ran out with Hattori Heiji and Conan.

"Ah? What's this?"

Wang Changsheng blinked and still didn't react.

However, Conan's voice came from the front: "What are you still doing there? Hurry up and catch up!"

"Sigh..." Wang Changsheng sighed slightly, and followed in a flash.

The roar of the locomotive was getting closer.

It looked like they would be approaching their floor soon.

You can even see flickering lights shining on the walls.

Hattori Heiji frowned: "What do these guys want to do?!"

Bai Ma waved his arms and ran in the corridor with big strides.

He glanced behind him and saw a black motorcycle rushing up, now speeding up and rushing towards them.