"What do I have to say? Mr. Police Officer is saying that I am a prisoner?" Yoko Shinto asked without panic.

"That's right, just from the perspective of criminal methods, Baoben Light and you have the ability and opportunity to arrange this mechanism before eating. However, we have collected your fingerprints on the metal pendants, so there is no doubt, right?"

"This is impossible!" Shinto Yoko retorted without hesitation: "I have not arranged any mechanism, nor have I killed anyone, nor have I touched any pendants. Sir, you don't have to cheat me."

"Didn't you tell that there wouldn't be your fingerprint on it without hesitation?" Mizumatsu sneered, "It was obvious that the pendant was kept at home before, but I was so sure I hadn't touched it? Or do you think you've wiped it clean enough?"

"Wipe?" Kogoro Mouri was surprised first. As a former detective, he knew very well that although fingerprints would not fall off naturally, it was very simple to remove them: they would fall off as soon as they were wiped, unless they were sticky or plasticized things like tape and plasticine.

"Yes, it's rubbed." Mizumatsu nodded indifferently, and then explained: "If you use iron balls and other things in the new lady, you will succeed. But you use waste to use a decorative pendant with complex surface patterns. Although most of the surfaces have no fingerprints, we extracted some broken fingerprints in some difficult gaps."

"Oh? Now that technology is so advanced, can you confirm that it is my fingerprint just by relying on some broken fingerprints?" Xintuo Yoko said sarcastically.

"Yes, it's so developed." Mizumatsu didn't seem to hear the sarcasm of the new Yangzi, admitting: "That was achieved by a small bacteria, copying the broken fuzzy fingerprints found on the site onto the nutrient base, and then inoculating these bacteria, the bacteria will grow and extend along the lines, and finally fill the broken fingerprints to half of the fingerprint. The entire fingerprint, you know, half a fingerprint is enough to identify and match."

Yoko Shinto was a little suspicious, thinking that these were just nonsense of the police officer in front of him, but the police officer was holding a seemingly normal appraisal report, although she couldn't understand the authenticity and what it said on it meant.

"When I was studying in school, I did hear that the UK was studying this technology, but I didn't expect it to be used so quickly and introduced it to China." Xintui Tomoe suddenly sighed and directly drove Xintui Yoko into the abyss.

"If you don't go at the forefront in technology, you will be exploited by criminals who are at the forefront at any time." Mizumatsu said to the new Taoist sigh.

At this time, with a slight "bang", the scene was pitch black. The police opened the prepared flashlight and shone it at the switch. Sure enough, the switch was turned off and the device had disappeared.

There was a sound of a mobile phone. Mizumatsu picked up the mobile phone, answered it and hung up. "Just just now, a magnitude 1.7 earthquake occurred. There should be no doubt about this method, right? Newcomer's wife?"

"The police department added... the new wife seems to be missing!" Takagi swallowed and reminded.

"Nani??! Go and find her, she won't run far in less than a minute!"

In the bathroom, Yoshihiro Shin's body was still lying on the ground waiting to be transported away. The police officer who had been guarding the body had already gone to the kitchen, and at this time only Yoko Shin's body was standing next to him.

Without nostalgia, Yoko Shinto took out her mobile phone and called a pre-storage number.

"It's me, the plan you gave me was half successful, the man died, but I was discovered by the police."

"When I gave you this plan, I told you that it was not foolproof. We have agreed that this plan was just something you thought of by yourself. We have never been in contact with it. Don't let your nephew down. That's your brother's only flesh and blood." The other end of the phone was the voice of a mature woman, with a natural charm.

"Of course I will keep my promise! Who are you?"

"Secret!" The voice was a little naughty.

"secret?"

"Secret_make_a_woman_women. You should also learn to keep the secret..."

"What? Hey? Hey!" The confused Shinto Yoko shouted at the phone, but the only thing that answered her was the busy tone of the phone.

"Dou—Dou—Dou—"

"There is a sound over there!" "Bang!" The policeman's shouting and kicking the door were almost in front and behind. Soon, Yoko was surrounded by a bun and was shackled.

"It seems that the new wife has no objection to the facts of the crime. It seems that we can close the case, right?" Shui Jianyue, who was walking slowly, slapped her forehead: "How come she is like a whisper."

"Hahaha." The police officers laughed twice with courage.

After being fleeing to Yoko Shinto, Mizumatsu's mystery show was left unresolved. He simply stopped the team and took the murderer's body and the Shinto Tomoe Akimoto Mitsuri family to return to the police station to take the recording.

When he walked out of the new house, Mizumatsu found Conan leaping into the backyard with the door and looking over to see what Conan was looking at.

It was because Ran Mori stopped Shinto Chiaki, but he was so embarrassed that he blushed, and Conan's little hand that was about to slash the door frame.

"She just wanted to borrow a sweater from that handsome guy, you don't have to worry." Looking at Conan's appearance, Mizumatsu couldn't help but tell him the truth.

"Ah? How do you know?" Conan, who was staring at the backyard, had no idea that someone was behind him. After being startled by Mizumatsu, his first reaction was to ask.

"You are not careful enough to observe, you." Mizumatsu said casually: "Miss Xiaolan has a special new calluse on her hand, which was left by the needle used to sport a sweater. I saw her staring at the handsome guy before, but she was actually staring at the sweater pattern, not her face. If you care, it would be messy." This sentence made Conan blush.

Before she could say enough, Mizumatsu continued with a meaningful meaning: "The most important thing is that it is winter coming soon and it will snow soon. Of course, she wanted to add a sweater for her little lover. Alas, in order to knit you a sweater, people bit the bullet and trouble those who just lost their parents. You hide here and doubt them. It's really...tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t

"Tsk, stop talking about me, why did you start to reason today? Do you want to be a detective?" Conan changed the topic.

"How is my reasoning show?" Mizumatsu didn't take advantage of the victory and asked along with this question.

"It's so bad, this is not a reason!" Conan showed a disgusting expression, then turned around and ran away.

"Don't run away with a bad boy!" Mizumatsu glared at him and chased after him.

"Actually, I've long seen that the murderer is Mrs. Xin'ai!" Not far away, Kogoro Mouri was bragging there.

"Nonsense, why did you see that?" Ran Mori, who had already borrowed a sweater, said angrily.

"In that case, do you know why Mrs. Shinto took the initiative to make tea?" Kogoro Mori looked preaching.

"Why?" Ran Maori looked like a dead fish-eye and obviously had no interest.

"Because she wanted to take the opportunity of tea cups to sprinkle water on the ground and let the water flow into the drainage ditch. Because she felt guilty, she was worried that the device would disappear smoothly in the sewer. And obviously her worries became a reality, and the thing was still fished out."

"Then Mr. Maori also speculates that Miss Baomoto will kill the dead for a job?" Fujiwara Sakagi said in a flash.

"You don't understand anymore. Just a job as a servant, of course, I won't let Miss Baomoto kill anyone, but what if this job is also a chance for her to get close to the person she likes?" Kogoro Mouri shook his fingers and looked at Mitsuki and Shintochiro with a wicked smile.

Baoben blushed and lowered his head and muttered: "Cai, there is no one."

"But at that time you said something wrong." Kogoro Mori turned his face and said to Fujiwara Sakagi with a serious expression and tone: "There is no murderer who has carefully measured the gains and losses, because as long as it is measured, he will not take other people's lives, because life is priceless and cannot be measured by any value."

Fujiwara Sakagi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and soon reacted and solemnly agreed: "Yes, I understand, senior!"

Back at the Metropolitan Police Department, Mizumatsu called all the investigators to the office again. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why.

"During the power outage experiment, the five people closest to Newcomer Yoko were out of the line." Mizumaki's face was facing and ordered in a deep voice.

Everyone subconsciously shivered, and five police officers stood up with trembling legs, including Takagi, who was covered in cold sweat.

"You guys choose literature or martial arts?"

"What is literature and what is martial arts?" asked with courage.

"I'm choosing a text, copy the police rules fifty times, and Wu, run around the Metropolitan Police Building twenty laps." Mizumatsu smiled like a demon, especially in the eyes of the five people who stood up.

Among the other police officers, some people couldn't help laughing out loud, and Mizumatsu immediately glared in the direction: "Why do you laugh? Do you think you are not responsible? The punishment for the other people is half of the five of them. The people who chose martial arts went with me to run ten laps, copy the selected articles 25 times, and hand them before getting off work."

"Oh my God!" That day, the wailings of the police officers who were taken to handle the case by Mizumatsu to handle the case resounded throughout the police station.

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Origami:

I decided to write one, two, three, and four cases in the future, and I will never write the upper, middle and lower. I am definitely setting up flags...
Chapter completed!