A young police officer ran in
Takagi, why are you running so urgently?
Is this guy Takagi? He looks quite similar to anime.
Officer Meguchi, the time for death has come out, it should be around 8 o'clock tonight, and that was the live broadcast time of the Golden Music Festival.
Suwa Dohiko and Matsuo Takashi immediately looked relieved
Suwa Daohiko hurriedly said: In this case, we should not have time to commit crimes. There are many people in the live broadcast room who proved it to us.
The little ghost Conan quickly spoke: But at 8 o'clock it seems that it was the time to insert advertisements during the live broadcast. At that time, no matter how I looked, I couldn't find Mr. Matsuo.
Takashi Matsuo wiped his sweat with a sweat towel and said with a giggle: Kid, uncle, but he went to the bathroom. Besides, these five minutes of advertisements are not enough for me to run down from the 11th floor to commit crimes and go back to Ah, and uncle, I don't have the key.
As soon as Memu's eyes stretched, Takagi could only sigh and experiment. Sure enough, it took at least eight minutes for the TV station to run back and forth.
At this time, a man over 60 years old appeared at the scene. He was Miyamoto Takeichi, the president of Kyoto TV. He looked extremely powerful. As soon as he came up, he cursed at Takashi Matsuo and said: Useless things have caused so many things. Do you want to ruin our TV station?
Matsuo Takashi looked frightened: Mr. Miyamoto, please forgive me
You also know that there are big names watching today's show, and such a mistake has occurred. Now let me go and continue our live broadcast. Let me deal with the matter here.
Matsuo Takashi got rid of the suspicion for the time being, and said to Officer Memu: Sorry, Officer Memu, now I have to go back to host the Golden Music Festival, so I will not be with you.
Officer Memu had to watch him leave
Kogoro Mori opened the window and saw a large window on the same location on the ninth floor upstairs, just above G-Dragon's body.
Mr. Suwa Daohiko, I want to know where it is on the ninth floor upstairs?
Suwa Dohiko thought for a while and said: That should be the grocery room of our TV station. It used to be the prop room, but it gradually became abandoned.
Kogoro Mori ran up to the ninth floor, and Conan, the little kid, followed closely.
Conan's face showed an excitement. This sense of urgency is rare. Uncle Maori, it turns out that you are hiding so deeply. Ah, I'm one step faster than me. Wait, I must find out the truth faster than you.
The two of them ran very fast and soon arrived at the grocery room on the ninth floor. The door of the grocery room was not closed, and there were a lot of miscellaneous items. Maori quickly saw what he was looking for, and his reasoning became clearer.
He looked at Conan who was following him, and now he had to pretend to be ignorant: Little kid, why are you following me? Is this where you should come?
Uncle, I want to see how you solved the case
Kogoro Mouri glanced at the grocery store, then immediately ran down the stairs and headed towards the first floor
Conan watched Kogoro Mori leave before he found a useful clue. He was very anxious. He remembered everything in the grocery store with his instant memory, and then hurriedly followed Kogoro down. Unfortunately, the speed of the short legs was too slow. When he arrived, he only saw Kogoro Mori's back.
At this time, Kogoro Mouri was talking to the system
Xiao V said: There is only one chance to submit the reasoning process. Are you sure of the submit reasoning process?
Sure
OK, after the event is over, you will be notified that the task will be successful or failed.
Kogoro Mouri did not hide his frustration. Sure enough, there was no loophole in the system. There was no way to determine whether his reasoning was correct by submitting a judgment. But it didn't matter. Kogoro Mouri had enough confidence in his reasoning.
Conan was outside the TV station, looking at the two large windows above, and then saw a bullet hole on the ground, all the clues connected together, his head flashed, it turned out to be like this, he hurriedly chased towards Kogoro Mori.
Maori returned to the third floor crime scene with light steps, and everyone present was at a loss.
President Miyamoto, I think I already know the truth, but I still need the help of the president.
Officer Meguchi, who was standing beside him, was overjoyed: Brother Maori, do you know the real murderer of this secret room murder case? Tell me quickly
Takeichi Miyamoto narrowed his eyes: Since this police officer trusts you so much, just give me instructions. However, if you let me know that you deliberately damage the reputation of our TV station, I believe you also know the consequences. I can prevent you from getting a job in Kyoto.
Kogoro Mori couldn't help but sneer: In my opinion, the reputation of the TV station has long disappeared, so how can you talk about the reputation
Takeichi Miyamoto was furious and his hair was hung up: What a clever detective
However, this old guy still cooperated very much and asked the vice president on the side to arrange it according to the instructions of Kogoro Mori to arrange it.
Yoko Okino, Baoer, and Li Kowri were deeply impressed by Kogoro's appearance. You should know that Takeichi Miyamoto, who has been running Kyoto TV for 40 years, is definitely a big shot. He can easily decide the life and death of an artist. He has the mouthpiece of Kyoto and is extremely powerful. Even Yoko and others dare not disobey him easily. Unexpectedly, Kogoro Mori actually competes with him.
Yoko Okino couldn't help but star eyes were blurred. Kogoro's body exuded a different charm
Conan, who had worked hard to climb back up again, was exhausted and panting. Before he could understand what was going on, he was pulled by Xiaolan: Conan, you are too naughty and can't run around. Dad is going to reason, so stay honestly for me
Conan was suddenly anxious and struggled. How could it be? How could the useless uncle solve the case faster than me? His reasoning must be wrong. I also worked hard to prepare anesthesia needles and let me ejaculate him.
How could Conan get rid of Xiaolan's strange power? He finally managed to pee and wanted to climb up to the ninth floor when he saw the TV moved by the staff. Kogoro Mori appeared in the TV.
Kogoro Mouri said gracefully: Let me reveal to you the answer to this secret room murder case, but before that, let us invite the murderer of this crime to the scene, and invite Mr. Takashi Matsuo.
Takagi, why are you running so urgently?
Is this guy Takagi? He looks quite similar to anime.
Officer Meguchi, the time for death has come out, it should be around 8 o'clock tonight, and that was the live broadcast time of the Golden Music Festival.
Suwa Dohiko and Matsuo Takashi immediately looked relieved
Suwa Daohiko hurriedly said: In this case, we should not have time to commit crimes. There are many people in the live broadcast room who proved it to us.
The little ghost Conan quickly spoke: But at 8 o'clock it seems that it was the time to insert advertisements during the live broadcast. At that time, no matter how I looked, I couldn't find Mr. Matsuo.
Takashi Matsuo wiped his sweat with a sweat towel and said with a giggle: Kid, uncle, but he went to the bathroom. Besides, these five minutes of advertisements are not enough for me to run down from the 11th floor to commit crimes and go back to Ah, and uncle, I don't have the key.
As soon as Memu's eyes stretched, Takagi could only sigh and experiment. Sure enough, it took at least eight minutes for the TV station to run back and forth.
At this time, a man over 60 years old appeared at the scene. He was Miyamoto Takeichi, the president of Kyoto TV. He looked extremely powerful. As soon as he came up, he cursed at Takashi Matsuo and said: Useless things have caused so many things. Do you want to ruin our TV station?
Matsuo Takashi looked frightened: Mr. Miyamoto, please forgive me
You also know that there are big names watching today's show, and such a mistake has occurred. Now let me go and continue our live broadcast. Let me deal with the matter here.
Matsuo Takashi got rid of the suspicion for the time being, and said to Officer Memu: Sorry, Officer Memu, now I have to go back to host the Golden Music Festival, so I will not be with you.
Officer Memu had to watch him leave
Kogoro Mori opened the window and saw a large window on the same location on the ninth floor upstairs, just above G-Dragon's body.
Mr. Suwa Daohiko, I want to know where it is on the ninth floor upstairs?
Suwa Dohiko thought for a while and said: That should be the grocery room of our TV station. It used to be the prop room, but it gradually became abandoned.
Kogoro Mori ran up to the ninth floor, and Conan, the little kid, followed closely.
Conan's face showed an excitement. This sense of urgency is rare. Uncle Maori, it turns out that you are hiding so deeply. Ah, I'm one step faster than me. Wait, I must find out the truth faster than you.
The two of them ran very fast and soon arrived at the grocery room on the ninth floor. The door of the grocery room was not closed, and there were a lot of miscellaneous items. Maori quickly saw what he was looking for, and his reasoning became clearer.
He looked at Conan who was following him, and now he had to pretend to be ignorant: Little kid, why are you following me? Is this where you should come?
Uncle, I want to see how you solved the case
Kogoro Mouri glanced at the grocery store, then immediately ran down the stairs and headed towards the first floor
Conan watched Kogoro Mori leave before he found a useful clue. He was very anxious. He remembered everything in the grocery store with his instant memory, and then hurriedly followed Kogoro down. Unfortunately, the speed of the short legs was too slow. When he arrived, he only saw Kogoro Mori's back.
At this time, Kogoro Mouri was talking to the system
Xiao V said: There is only one chance to submit the reasoning process. Are you sure of the submit reasoning process?
Sure
OK, after the event is over, you will be notified that the task will be successful or failed.
Kogoro Mouri did not hide his frustration. Sure enough, there was no loophole in the system. There was no way to determine whether his reasoning was correct by submitting a judgment. But it didn't matter. Kogoro Mouri had enough confidence in his reasoning.
Conan was outside the TV station, looking at the two large windows above, and then saw a bullet hole on the ground, all the clues connected together, his head flashed, it turned out to be like this, he hurriedly chased towards Kogoro Mori.
Maori returned to the third floor crime scene with light steps, and everyone present was at a loss.
President Miyamoto, I think I already know the truth, but I still need the help of the president.
Officer Meguchi, who was standing beside him, was overjoyed: Brother Maori, do you know the real murderer of this secret room murder case? Tell me quickly
Takeichi Miyamoto narrowed his eyes: Since this police officer trusts you so much, just give me instructions. However, if you let me know that you deliberately damage the reputation of our TV station, I believe you also know the consequences. I can prevent you from getting a job in Kyoto.
Kogoro Mori couldn't help but sneer: In my opinion, the reputation of the TV station has long disappeared, so how can you talk about the reputation
Takeichi Miyamoto was furious and his hair was hung up: What a clever detective
However, this old guy still cooperated very much and asked the vice president on the side to arrange it according to the instructions of Kogoro Mori to arrange it.
Yoko Okino, Baoer, and Li Kowri were deeply impressed by Kogoro's appearance. You should know that Takeichi Miyamoto, who has been running Kyoto TV for 40 years, is definitely a big shot. He can easily decide the life and death of an artist. He has the mouthpiece of Kyoto and is extremely powerful. Even Yoko and others dare not disobey him easily. Unexpectedly, Kogoro Mori actually competes with him.
Yoko Okino couldn't help but star eyes were blurred. Kogoro's body exuded a different charm
Conan, who had worked hard to climb back up again, was exhausted and panting. Before he could understand what was going on, he was pulled by Xiaolan: Conan, you are too naughty and can't run around. Dad is going to reason, so stay honestly for me
Conan was suddenly anxious and struggled. How could it be? How could the useless uncle solve the case faster than me? His reasoning must be wrong. I also worked hard to prepare anesthesia needles and let me ejaculate him.
How could Conan get rid of Xiaolan's strange power? He finally managed to pee and wanted to climb up to the ninth floor when he saw the TV moved by the staff. Kogoro Mori appeared in the TV.
Kogoro Mouri said gracefully: Let me reveal to you the answer to this secret room murder case, but before that, let us invite the murderer of this crime to the scene, and invite Mr. Takashi Matsuo.
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