After being shot down by Conan with a tranquilizer gun, he assumed a sleeping posture, but in fact his brain was working rapidly.

"Officer Megure, I know who the criminal is!" Maori Kogoro's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence at the scene.

His tone was full of confidence and determination, as if he had already grasped all the clues and evidence.

Officer Megure's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Really, brother Maori?" As a senior police officer of the Metropolitan Police Department, he had long heard of Maori Kogoro's reasoning ability, and now he was full of expectations.

"Officer, please take a look at the victim's watch."

Mauri Kogoro continued to speak, his eyes fixed on the evidence in Officer Megure's hand, trying to guide him to find the key.

"The left hand is clearly covered with blood, why is there no blood on the watch?"

Officer Megure immediately followed Maori Kogoro's instructions to carefully observe the victim's watch.

As Kogoro Maori said, there was no trace of blood on the watch. This was obviously an unusual phenomenon.

"Oh, really!" Inspector Megure shouted in surprise. He seemed to have seen a corner of the truth.

"That is to say, after the victim was killed, someone took his watch off the body."

Kogoro Maori continued to say that his reasoning was like peeling a cocoon and gradually revealing the whole picture of the case.

"The murderer wanted to postpone the actual time of the crime, so he thought of taking the watch back to the hotel.

In the victim's room, the alarm was deliberately set off to make us notice him."

"But at this time, I suddenly found that there was blood on the watch, so I wiped it off."

Kogoro Maori continued to say that his voice was full of ridicule for the murderer's cunning methods.

"So what Conan and the others saw at that time was not the victim, Mr. Anzai.

The person who set the alarm in the victim's room put on the hat and vest in the room and left the hotel disguised as Mr. Anzai!"

He was concentrating, fearing that the slightest sound would interrupt the sacred moment of revealing the truth.

The sunlight shone through the gaps in the window, sprinkling on the floor in a mottled manner, forming a sharp contrast with the tense atmosphere, but adding a bit of dramatic tension.

"After leaving the hotel, the murderer cleverly completed his plan and put the watch that did not belong to the deceased back on his wrist. This move was undoubtedly a subtle foreshadowing for the next plan. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

In order to point the finger of suspicion directly at Mr. Shi, the murderer left the words "handsome guy" on the floor. These two simple words contain deep malice and calculation."

Mouri Kogoro's voice was low and magnetic, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone present.

Inspector Megure, this experienced police officer, could not hide his curiosity and doubts at this moment. He frowned.With a frown on his face, he raised the question that lingered in everyone's mind: "Why didn't the murderer just write the two words 乸志? Wouldn't it be more direct and clear, and easier to achieve the purpose of framing others?"

0Seeking flowers

Mouri Kogoro smiled slightly, and that smile showed both insight into the murderer's tricks and a deep understanding of the complexity of human nature.

"This is the murderer's brilliance, and it is also the trap he carefully designed.

The victim, at the last moment of his life, used all his strength to leave a key clue on the floor that could point to the real murderer - Douyuan.

However, this is not a complete answer, but a code that needs to be deciphered.

The murderer naturally knew this, so he used this information and made a few simple additions and changes to turn Douyuan into a handsome guy, thus misleading everyone's attention."

As Maori Kogoro gradually analyzed, the truth was like an onion being peeled layer by layer, gradually revealing its true face.

Inspector Megure suddenly realized, and he muttered to himself: "So that's it, the victim originally wrote down, it was Douhara... Then, the murderer is..."

"Ms. Douhara Naeko, you can't escape anymore, all the evidence points to you."

Mouri Kogoro's voice was firm and powerful, his words were like a verdict, making everyone's eyes focus on the seemingly weak and helpless woman.

At the same time, on the other side, Conan stood quietly aside, he took off the small microphone at his mouth, his eyes flashing with victory. .

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