When I came outside, I didn't take two steps towards Okino before I saw the uncle and his group. At the same time, the uncle also saw Okino.

"Hey, let me tell you, why are you here?"

"Needless to say, come over and eat and drink."

"Uh..." The thick-skinned uncle was defeated by Okino's 'formal' answer.

"Back to business, uncle, I thought I heard a gunshot inside just now?"

The uncle threw away the black line on his face and said seriously, "Well, there was indeed gunfire. The two boys have already gone in to confirm."

"Did you call the police?"

"Already called the police!"

At this time, Conan and Hattori ran out of the hotel.

"Boy, how is the situation?" the uncle asked hurriedly.

"The deceased is the notorious reporter from before. He is hopeless."

Hearing Hattori's answer, the uncle's face turned a little dark. He thought to himself, 'Killing someone in front of me, Mouri Kogoro, would be too disrespectful to my famous detective!'

Ten minutes later, police officers arrived at the scene and immediately cordoned off the scene. At the same time, they retrieved the hotel's surveillance video to identify the suspect.

It turned out that except for the three celebrities, no one else had entered or left the floor where the crime occurred, so this was another conventional multiple-choice question.

Because this is Osaka, the police who came here were also Osaka Prefectural Police, so Hattori, who was born and raised here, could take action more conveniently at the murder scene.

As a result, these two people disappeared without a trace when the uncle, Xiao Lan, and Ye Shao were not paying attention.

On the third floor of the hotel, outside the room where the crime occurred, police officers from the Forensic Division were collecting physical evidence. Hattori and Conan were standing guard outside the door to discuss the case.

"Kudo, it is almost certain that the murderer is among those three people. And the motive is very sufficient. With the reporter's character, I believe that many people hate him very much."

"Yes, the motive is indeed very sufficient, but it is better to inquire about some details."

"Okay, leave this matter to me." Hattori smiled confidently.

Ten minutes later, after questioning by Brother Hattori, I finally learned the inside story.

Boxer Richard Barre has long been suspected of tampering with his matches because his record is so perfect and he has not lost a single match since then, which is unbelievable.

Rekatis was exiled from the European football community for being suspected of drug abuse, and Mike divorced his wife because of an affair. However, after that, he married a neon wife and lived a happy life.

Unfortunately, these three reports were all initially reported by the dead reporter. Although they were eventually clarified to be rumors, the three of them still had the motive to kill the victim, but... Conan didn't seem to think much of it.

"Hattori, it seems that none of them had any motive to kill the deceased, because these reports were eventually confirmed to be fabricated scandals. Therefore, the murderer this time should be an outsider. It seems that we do not need to take action this time.

"

"Kudo..." Hattori blinked and looked at Conan deeply, "What's wrong with you kid? You jump to conclusions so quickly. This is not like you."

"What, I'm still me, no different from usual." Conan twitched his lips, his smile seemed a little forced.

Hattori knelt down, looked into Conan's eyes and said seriously, "Kudo, if you were normal, you would doubt such ambiguous reports and find loopholes in them to reason, but you just seemed..."

"Could it be that you..." Hattori seemed to have thought of something, and took a deep look at Conan, who had a stiff expression.

"Hattori, Hattori, you..." Conan subconsciously took a step back. Just as he was about to explain, a playful voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Hey, what are you two doing? Kiss me!"

"Chong, Okino, why are you here!" Conan was startled, and at the same time, he broke the awkwardness just now.

"Oh, my friend and I came over for a banquet. He is a big fan of Rekatis. Hey Hattori, long time no see."

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time. Let's come to my house to play together after this case is solved."

"No problem." Okino readily agreed to Hattori's invitation.

"How are you doing? Do you need any help?" Okino tilted his head and looked at the forensics class where evidence was being collected, and asked tentatively.

Conan: "No..."

Hattori hurriedly interrupted Conan, "Okay, it would be better if you help me."

"Um, I said you two...had a fight?"

"No, how is it possible, haha~~" Although Hattori was laughing, most of his attention was focused on Conan, and he seemed to have discovered the reason.

"Really~" Okino looked at the silent Conan, then at the laughing Hattori, and shook his head in confusion, "Forget it, I'll do the autopsy first, but before that I need to understand this case.

The general history of the case.”

"no problem."

Ten minutes later, in the room where the crime occurred

"I see, that means the possibility of the murderer being those three people is very high."

"Yes, this possibility is very high, but it does not rule out the possibility of an outsider committing the crime. Of course, it does not rule out that the gunshot was just a blank shot in order to create his own alibi."

Conan took over and continued his analysis, "However, we checked the body at the time and found that the body was still warm, so this possibility is very low."

"Yes, so I would like to ask you to check the condition of the body in detail and verify our reasoning."

"Okay, leave it to me."

He took out white gloves that were indestructible and always white from his pocket. After putting them on his hands, Okino also started the autopsy work.

Three minutes later…

"The situation you just inferred can be ruled out. The time of death of the deceased was thirty minutes ago, 28 minutes ago to be precise, with an error of not more than half a minute. And the deceased was indeed like what you saw.

He was shot between the eyebrows with a pistol and died on the spot. But..."

"But what?"

"I don't know if this will help your reasoning. The murderer probably didn't kill the victim from a distance."

"Ah, why do you say that?" Hattori didn't understand what Okino meant for a while, and Conan also looked at Okino thoughtfully.

"According to my observation, the murderer should have shot very close to the victim, and the distance was about two meters."

"About two meters? How did you know!?" Hattori's first reaction was doubt, and Conan was the same.

"Is there anything strange? If you carefully observe the forehead of the deceased, I can roughly guess the location of the bullet. It is difficult to draw this conclusion based on the angle and the rate of fire of the pistol, but I can't do anything more specific.

"

"Uh... no, my mind is a little confused. Let me calm down."

Okino's expression always remained indifferent, as if coming to the conclusion just now was as easy as eating and drinking. But it was still too difficult for high school detectives like Hattori and Conan.

Simply speaking, it is impossible to determine the position of the bullet in the brain, but...who let Okino hang on the wall? This trivial matter is a big deal.

Conan held it in for a long time and finally said, "Are you really a forensic doctor?"

Okino chuckled, "What do you think?"

"cut."

"Well, in short, the murderer must be among those three people. There is no doubt about this. As for the evidence and so on, it is up to you detectives to find it. Well, if nothing happens, I will leave first.

"With that said, Okino was about to turn around and leave, but was held back by an arm.

"Hattori?"

"Ahem, I have something to ask you. Come with me." Halfway through his words, regardless of whether Okino agreed or not, Hattori forcefully pulled him aside. At the same time, Okino subconsciously looked back at Conan.
Chapter completed!