A murder occurred inside the venue.

Four members of the Imperial Wrestling Alliance are suspected.

With the coordination of Mr. Kiba, several people got into the police car in a relatively cooperative manner.

There is no evidence that can directly point to the real culprit, and even Conan can't stop the police from taking people away.

He has an anesthesia needle, but he can't shoot Mu Mu Thirteen...

The wolf-masked man was taken away, and the television interview program had to be postponed.

After the reporters had dispersed, Ye Gengyi and others left the Dongdu Kokugikan.

On the way back, Conan's mood was particularly complicated.

This kind of blow from the spiritual level is far more torturous than the physical scars.

Anyway, he now feels more pain in his head than in his abdomen.

"Dad, do you think Mr. Jingqing, the great god, is really the murderer?" Mao Lilan couldn't accept it.

"He does have sufficient motive to kill," Mouri Kogoro analyzed: "Although wrestling is somewhat different from judo, the right knee injury...in any case, the impact on the fighter is quite large, assuming that Nagase Leopard

Tai defeated him in the ring. With two players who are equally matched in appearance and strength, the popularity of the great god Jing Qing will most likely plummet."

"However, the perpetrator is obviously a person who rarely wears a mask," Conan couldn't help but said: "No matter what, the murderer cannot be the great Mr. Jingqing."

"That's why the police need to question them." Ye Geng said: "Because we have no evidence, right?"

this...

Conan's eyes rolled.

That's right, you just need to find the evidence.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that Yuantai and the others seemed to have called me before..."

"no!"

Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Mao Lilan, "You have just been discharged from the hospital not long ago, so don't think about running out to play!"

"But..."

"You brat, what will you do if the wound opens?" Mouri Kogoro clenched his fists, wanting to give him a beating.

"Mr. Maoli, after hearing what you said, Conan's face seems really pale," Ye Gengyi suggested: "Is it possible that a murder occurred in the venue and the child was frightened? Or should we take him to the hospital?

It’s better to check it out.”

"Yes, Dad, Conan's face seems really bad." Mao Lilan also noticed.

"Tch, what a troublesome little devil." Although Mouri Kogoro complained, he still walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi.

"Wait...wait, I'm really fine!"

Conan wanted to struggle again.

It was true that he looked pale, but that was because he saw the suspect being taken away by the police and felt helpless as a detective that he could not find any evidence at all.

A disease of the heart requires a heart-warming medicine. Now that he is put back into the Toto Kokugikan, he will be able to thrive immediately!

"Mr. Maori, be careful on the road."

There is no point in struggling.

After sending the stubborn little detective into the car, Ye Geng waved goodbye to several people.

As he strolled back, he began to review today's little prank:

First of all, the backpack located in the storage compartment contains the murder weapon, gloves, mask and coat. These seem to be physical evidence to frame the great god Jing Qing. In fact, if you really investigate carefully, you may still find the remaining hair of the real murderer.

Or skin tissue.

Even if the real fierce is very careful, there is no relevant trace.

But in the video, the deceased Yongse Leopard was too much, and he had taken the right eye under the right eye of the murderer.

Ye Geyi found the broken mask in the bag, but did not find blood stains in the corresponding position.

In other words, the murderer has taken other measures under this mask.

Of course, this so -called measure is impossible to appear in the backpack.

But since it is not in the backpack, it is likely to stay on the scene, or in the real murderer.

And it hides these things by yourself. While destroying the planning plan, it also interrupted the possibility of Conan to solve the case.

Otherwise, there is a kid who is away from it, and it is impossible to be taken away by the police anymore.

As for that wolf noodle man, he was imprisoned?

There are possibilities, but not big.

More, it should be before finding out the real murder, and feel like Conan as a complex psychological course.

Elastic

22 -chome 22.

Dr. Aya's basement.

Ye also looked at this melting furnace used to smell the metal.

Compared to the storage compartment of the items, the thing in front of you is also a weapon that cannot be destroyed.

Not to mention a backpack full of physical syndromes, just put the great god of respect, and after coming out, it can only become a pair of flying ash.

Clean the fly ash clean, and miscellaneous things will come to an end.

A few minutes later,

Ye Gee returned to the living room, took a cup of fast -soluble coffee, and sat on the sofa with a computer to organize video files.

Gray Yuan held Sydney and stopped by himself, stopped in front of him, "Wrestling ... I also recorded a video? It turns out that you like to watch this kind of program."

"Well," Ye Geng responded, and then in the surprised eyes of a certain loli, he reached out and pushed her head back. "The little girl watched this too early."

"I ..." Gray Yuan was sad.

The atmosphere was slightly silent for a moment.

She said: "If I remember correctly, someone promised to help write software."

Ye also put a cup on the coffee table, "empty."

Aihara Ai was silent for a moment.

She picked up the cup into the kitchen, and after a long time, she sent a cup of hot coffee with hot air to Ye Gengyi.

"When did it start?" Asharra asked.

"After dinner." Ye Ge said, "I also need some time to conceive the framework."

"good."

Grayhara nodded and was about to leave. Suddenly he asked again and again, "Let Dr. and you?"

After all, it is a software used to protect APTX-4869 detoxification agent. When she hopes that Ye Geyi is writing software, Dr. Aya can supervise it from the side.

If he refuses ...

"Yes, that efficiency is relatively high." Ye even.

"oh..."

"What do you want to eat for dinner?"

"casual..."

"Dr.?"

"Toilet."

"Have loose bowels?"

"shave..."

"Strang all?"

"It should just repair it."

"That's it ..."

"Um."

"It feels strange to feel that Dr. has no beard."

"Uh ..." Grayhara thought about it, "You are right."

"How much else is Sydney's cat food?" Ye Gei continued to ask.

"Two packs?" She was also a little uncertain.

"Next time you go to the store, do you need to buy some cans for it?"
To be continued...