Chapter 1125 This is not normal, we must strike hard! This phenomenon is outrageous in reality, and even more outrageous in the world of science. Fujino once thought about asking Hiroki to help build a system similar to the Sky Eye, but in practice... As the client's father, he was almost dragged into cyberspace by Hiroki Sawada and beaten up. This plan is not as outrageous as climbing Mount Everest, but it is as basically impossible as tiling the Great Wall. Now, most of the surveillance camera data footage controlled by Hiroki is obtained from cameras installed in companies and homes that are connected to the Internet. The surveillance of the Neon local police is almost non-existent. You can't ask him to create it out of thin air, right? As for why it is not installed, you have to ask the officials why it is not installed. All I can say is that Japan has its own national conditions. As for whether it will break down at a critical moment or the hard drive will explode, I don't know. Even Hiroki is like this, let alone the police. It’s not that Megure doesn’t want to adjust the surveillance, it’s mainly because my sister has surveillance cameras to adjust! Hiroki can hack in directly without thinking too much, but as a policeman, you are checking other people’s surveillance footage. Do you have a search warrant to cooperate with the investigation? This is fucked.

In the end, I could only use my thinking power to leave enough room for the detective to survive. Come to think of it, if the surveillance penetration rate was the same as Fujino's previous life, Detective Conan might as well not be called Detective Conan, but directly change its name to "A love triangle among high school students, an organization full of traitors, and the secret of selling hooks that the boy and his godmother cannot tell." The immature detective is still reasoning over there, while the mature detective is checking the surveillance footage. Let alone a serial killer, even if Ma Niubi came over and saw a surveillance video, he would not want to run away. It would be a direct dimensionality reduction attack to destroy the criminal dream of a frame-by-frame person. Fujino Masaru and Sato complained about the damn Japanese officials. Conan quietly approached Haibara Ai and asked carefully and cautiously: "So... Sister Gray, have you calmed down?" "Stop teasing me, okay?" "...?" Upon hearing this, Haibara Ai looked at Ke, who looked like a little pug, with a puzzled look. She didn't quite understand what this Corkimi was saying or what it meant. What's wrong with this kid? Did you get cheated and suffer from any sequelae? "...?" Conan also silently typed a question mark, feeling that something was wrong. Then he asked in a low voice: "When you glared at me fiercely just now, weren't you hinting that I should cooperate with Fujino?" "Did I?" Huibara tilted her head sadly, with a puzzled look. "Of course!" Conan nodded affirmatively: "That look is just like he wants to pick up a kitchen knife and stab me to death!" "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night." After a brief thought, Haibara Ai yawned. She thought about it in her heart and felt that what the other party said about stabbing someone... This description was quite appropriate.

It’s just that my understanding is a little different from yours. She couldn't say that she looked like she wanted to kill someone because she was trying to snatch the man from the old woman, right? Of course, I can't say this kind of thing out loud. "Didn't...sleep well?" Conan's eyelids drooped, one eye larger than the other, and he stood there in a daze: "So, aren't you hinting at me to cooperate with Fujino's actions, and reminding me not to be too obvious, lest I expose too much in front of Mr. Kobayashi and affect your happy life with that Fujino guy?" "What kind of happy life?" Haibara Ai showed dead eyes and spoke calmly. A happy life or something... can that be considered as such for now? That really can't be influenced by you. But I wonder, how can this affect a happy life? Huiyuan Ai was also a little puzzled: "Although I do have a sense of revenge in it, it is indeed my intention to ask you to restrain yourself. How did you come up with this in your mind?" Conan: "..." Damn, so this is all my wishful thinking? ! So I've been working in vain?! Am I a clown?! As if she sensed Conan's thoughts, Haibara Ai nodded her head to show her agreement. Conan's mouth twitched violently, and suddenly he felt a black screen in front of his eyes. Damn it, I was fooled by that old dog Fujino again! Fujino:? Did I fool you? You didn’t make it up in your imagination? Regardless of whether he was fooled or not, Conan thought he was fooled and was threatened and used as a tool. He thinks this won't work. How can I let old Fujino get away with all the hard work I've done? No, this is no longer an ordinary detective case, we must strike hard! So, he came over to the little ones and said, "Are you guys just going to watch Fujino take away the credit?" "This time, the Junior Detective Team was invited to interview us!" "If Fujino solves the case first, then we won't get any credit at all..." ………… Conan began to brainwash the little ones frantically. No one understands the little ones better than him. Fujino stood aside silently, only sighing in his heart: "Workers know that they are taking the initiative to work." Conan was carrying out the evil brainwashing deployment on the elementary school kids, and three good citizens of Tokyo summoned by the police also quickly arrived at the scene. They were so fast that Fujino thought they were coming in a police car.

"Shan Sen...was killed?!" "how so?!" The two men and one woman who came over looked at Shansen, who had died tragically in the house, and showed expressions of confusion, shock, surprise and disbelief. All I can say is that they are all veteran actors. Acting just like the real thing. Miwako Sato glanced at the few people and began to follow the normal process of questioning them about their alibi: "All three of you called Mr. Shansen after he died. We estimate that the crime took place between 11:22 and 11:25 yesterday afternoon. Would you mind telling us where you were at the time?" "I just said that on the phone!" Higaki, a young man in a gas station uniform, was the first to speak. "I called him on the train and the call went into recording mode. If you want to prove it, I've already lost the train ticket..." As Shansen's girlfriend, Pengtian, who was dressed very delicately in a white sweater and a ponytail, was first surprised at her boyfriend's living environment, and then she also agreed: "I was in my home at the time. If you want to prove it, I don't know how to prove it..." "But before you told me this address, I didn't even know he lived in this place, and I had never been here before. How could I kill him?" Finally, Inaba, the editor of the publishing house, who was wearing muddy boots, thick gloves, and holding a helmet in his arms, spoke directly: "I was in a similar situation at the time, in the editing room. Didn't you hear my recorded message?" "Is this what you are talking about?" Fujino took out his cell phone and played Inaba's recording. "Um... I'm Inaba from Xingrongkan. I want to ask how the report I asked you to write is going. Editor-in-chief, what date is it now? It's 11:28 am on April 22nd! That means there's only one week left before the deadline. Come on!" "Editor-in-chief, are you really going to watch the night game today? It's okay, today's game is at the Tokyo Gymnasium!" Listening to the voice coming from the phone, Inaba nodded innocently: "So, I was in the editing room at the time, and even the editor-in-chief's voice was recorded, so there shouldn't be a problem, right?" "That's fine, but..." "Ouch!" Just before Fujino finished speaking, Yuantai suddenly let out a loud wail, and then he fell to the ground like a big bear, and began to roll around wildly: "It hurts! My stomach hurts so much!" "Yuanta, what's wrong with you?" Ayumi looked panicked and asked Genta anxiously. Kobayashi Sumiko, who was unaware of the situation, also showed an anxious expression: "Should we go to the hospital?!" Yuan Tai held his stomach and continued to roll over and wail, "I don't know. It seems to be the can of eel from this morning. The production date was broken and I don't know what day it was. I only saw April. When I think about it carefully, the eel seems to have gone bad!" Mitsuhiko then leaned over and complained: "Yuanta, why don't you go and ask who bought the canned food? If the production date is off by a few days, it's fine. But if it's off by a year or several years, it will be troublesome!" "Woooooooo..." Yuan Tai burst into tears and stretched out his hand towards Kobayashi Sumiko: "I'm about to die, and I won't be able to eat eel rice anymore, Teacher Kobayashi... If I can eat a bowl of eel rice before I die, I will die without regrets..." Xiaolin Chengzi: "...?" Why do I feel like this guy is looking for an excuse to get free food and drinks? Fujino: Don't be sentimental, this guy is just trying to get free food and drinks. Mitsuhiko slapped his forehead at this time: "Yuanta, you are overacting. How could Mr. Kobayashi go out with you... for dinner!"

Fujino: "...?" So you wanted to talk about a date? My goodness, Mitsuhiko, what are you thinking about? As long as you are brave enough, the prison warden will be given maternity leave? Ayumi nodded: "Yeah, it's just an expired canned food, how could he die?" Huihara Ai silently added: "Teacher Kobayashi would never invite a kid like you who lies and cheats for food and drink to eat eel rice." "how so……" A disappointed expression appeared on Yuantai's rice ball-like face. Conan glanced at his stupid teammate who even cheated for food and drink while acting, and felt a little tired. This guy Yuanta, the only thing on his mind is probably eel rice! After complaining in his heart, he acted as if nothing had happened according to his prepared plan, and said to Sato Miwako, "Indeed, if the production date is off by one or two years, it will cause stomach upset, but if the key evidence is off by such a long time, it will cause big trouble. Don't you think so, Officer Sato?" "Well, that's true." Sato Miwako nodded and looked at Conan with some surprise. Normally, shouldn't this kind of work be given to Fujino? I'm just slacking off here, why did you throw this job to me... After a moment of helplessness, Sato Miwako nodded, glanced at Inaba, crossed her arms and said in a deep voice: "If the recording on Mr. Shanmori's phone is the one you made a year ago, then I can forge an alibi for you." "Why do you say that..." “It’s really strange to say that!” Inaba's face changed slightly, and Conan continued: "In the recording, Mr. Inaba's editor-in-chief said that the game would be held at the Tokyo Gymnasium, but when I called him today, the editor-in-chief said it would not be held..." "Aren't the two games Mr. Editor watching the same type?" "I think if I just ask the editor-in-chief, it should be clear, right?" "Hey……" Inaba took two steps back, his expression becoming panicked: "What on earth are you talking about? Are you suspecting that I am the murderer!?" "Evidence, where is the evidence?" "At least that's what it looks like now." Sato Miwako looked at him calmly, "As for the evidence, Fujino, show him what you found." Fujino took out his phone and showed him the photo: "Around 11:30, the surveillance camera captured you riding a motorcycle around here." Inaba: “……?” Normally, isn't it true that as long as I'm stubborn, you can't do anything to me? Shit, when did you police know to check the surveillance? How do you increase the intensity? Adhering to the principle that Mihua people should continue to be stubborn as long as there is no solid evidence, Inaba continued: "This... This is because after I called him, I went to find other writers to discuss the manuscript..."

"This doesn't count as any kind of evidence, does it?!" "Ahhhhh!" Conan pointed at the gloves on Inaba's hands and said, "Brother, are your gloves new?" “The price tags haven’t even been removed!” "Ah this..." "Didn't you notice?" Looking at Inaba, whose facial expression was out of control, Conan put his hands in his pockets, his glasses flashing a white light, and said in a deep voice: "Fujino discovered a long time ago that your gloves were stained with blood when you committed the crime. I'm afraid they were the gloves you wore when you were riding a motorcycle in the photo. I see that your motorcycle has not been washed yet. I guess the evidence is still on it now?" "If we ask the forensic police to investigate, they will probably be able to easily find blood stains on it." "thump!" Inaba knelt down on the spot and admitted her mistake, directly admitting her crime of murder. The reason was that Shansen and she had once investigated a corruption case together, but in the end Shansen sold it to another publishing house that offered a higher price. Although he got more money, Inaba was dissatisfied with it and then had the idea of ​​killing Shansen. Even the interview with the Junior Detective Team was part of the murder plan. What I mean is, you have already received your share of the money and he has no intention of cheating you, so why would you kill him for no reason? Not really... Fujino was complaining in his heart. He was no longer surprised by this. All I can say is that in the scientific world, you never know how outrageous the reasons for murder are until they are spoken out. Conan couldn't wait to see his masterpiece. The key evidence, the blood-stained gloves, was discovered by Fujino, and now he is directly snatching it away and using it, interrupting the other party's reasoning in the process. He feels that this is equivalent to a disguised NTR. I've given you a lot of credit and even snatched away your chance to show off, so now you must be so angry that you can't hold it anymore! I don't believe you can tolerate this! That's what he thought in his heart. Then he looked at Fujino. I saw that the other person had a dead look in his eyes, as if he was speechless about the motive for murder. Conan: "...?" No reaction at all? This is not right! This is not right! Give me some reaction! You're making me look like a clown, okay? [I fell asleep yesterday and forgot to exert my strength...] (End of this chapter)