Ke Xue: I start the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in Tokyo!

"Dad." Mao Lilan stepped forward and convinced Mao Li Kogoro.

"There is a gun inside... I'm afraid it's the murder weapon." Mao Li Kogoro looked at the bag in his hand with a serious expression.

As a former criminal policeman, even after many years, Mao Li Kogoro can easily judge the authenticity of the gun from the shape and weight...

"The soul is indeed on it." Yu Quan nodded and collected the soul on the pistol.

"Anyway, let's take it to the hotel first." Mao Li Kogoro nodded.

It only took a few minutes for Yu Quan and others to return to the hotel.

There were many people outside the room where the shooting occurred. Yu Quan and others didn't need to ask anyone specifically, and they found the place...

"Let's let's let's let——" Yu Quan and others walked into the crime scene.

"You guys? How did you get in?" Yokomizo Sango frowned and looked at Yu Quan and the others.

"Hello, officer. I'm Maori Kogoro, a detective." Maori Kogoro first introduced himself.

"Huh? Maori Kogoro? Could it be that you..." Yokomizo Sango couldn't help but stare.

Then he said in surprise: "You are the famous detective who is sleeping, Maori Kogoro?!"

"Yes, it's me, haha." Maori Kogoro smiled proudly.

"That's great. With you here, we'll be much more relaxed." Yokomizo Sango nodded with a smile.

"Uncle Maori." Conan reminded helplessly.

"By the way, Officer Yokomizo, we found something that seems to be a murder weapon——" Maori Kogoro directly handed the black plastic bag in his hand to Yokomizo Sango.

Sei Nobuichi, who was standing next to him, noticed the dripping, familiar-looking plastic bag, and his pupils shrank.

How could it be...didn't I throw it into the river?

How could someone crazy fish something out in the middle of the night? !

"Plastic bag? How could this thing be a murder weapon?" Yokomizo Sango said subconsciously.

However, after taking it-

Yokomizo Sango noticed that the weight of the plastic bag was wrong, and he quickly opened it to take a look.

"Pistol?!" Yokomizo Sango couldn't help but stare.

Whether this was the one that killed Jin Zhuzhi or not, this pistol had to be investigated thoroughly...

After all, although Sakura Country does not ban guns, it also has management requirements.

At least, in the open requirements, the pistol in front of him is not within the scope of private possession!

"Take it down for inspection." Yokomizo Sango handed the gun directly to the forensic department.

He turned to look at Maori Kogoro and said, "Where did this come from?"

"I fished it out of the river." Maori Kogoro explained simply.

When dealing with the police, it is better not to talk about souls or anything like that.......

"In the river?" Yokomizo Sango's mouth twitched involuntarily. No wonder the bag was full of water!

The question is........ "What are you doing in the river in the middle of the night?"

Saijiro Shinichi also stared at Maori Kogoro, wanting to know why this famous detective had a "brain twitch".

And he quickly thought about it in his mind--

When he fired the gun, he was wearing gloves, so it should be... no problem!

It's just that the pistol was found, no big problem.

"Ah? It's just... it's too hot, I want to cool down in the afternoon." Maori Kogoro laughed.

Well... considering that Maori Kogoro is dripping with water now, this reason seems to be both reasonable and serious.

"You--" Yokomizo Sango didn't know what to say.

However, if we can really confirm that this pistol is the murder weapon, it will be a big step forward in the case!

"Dad." Mao Lilan looked at Mao Li Kogoro helplessly.

"It's a pity that according to the witnesses, the murderer was wearing gloves at the time." Yokogo Sango looked at the gun with regret.

"Otherwise, maybe the identity of the murderer can be directly determined by fingerprints."

"However, this Mr. Shijing is quite heat-resistant." Yu Quan looked at Shijing Xuanyi with a smile.

"In such hot weather, he is still wearing a thick coat. Even if he is sweating, he is reluctant to take it off..."

"Huh?" Yokogo Sango looked at Shijing Xuanyi suspiciously.

I have to say that I didn't pay attention before, but now I see——

This guy is really suspicious.

"I, I just like wearing a coat." Saii Xuanyi gritted his teeth and glared at Yu Quan fiercely.

Really......If I had known, I would not have asked these people to take pictures for me.

It's okay that the murder weapon was found out inexplicably, but this person actually has the mood to care about whether he is hot or not?

Is he sick?

"Brother Yu Quan, do you think this person is the murderer?" Conan couldn't help but get close to Yu Quan and said.

"Ah? Don't you think his behavior is suspicious?" Yu Quan shook Conan's head.

"That's true......And, judging from the situation at the crime scene, this should be an acquaintance." Conan touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

"Add to that Nobuichi Sai's behavior, and there's a high possibility that this person is the murderer."

Obviously, Yokomizo Sango also suspected Nobuichi Sai: "Excuse me--"

"Where were you at the time of the crime, which was forty minutes ago?" Yokomizo Sango looked at Nobuichi Sai with a sharp look.

"Of course I was at the festival!" Nobuichi Sai said without a guilty conscience: "Why? You don't suspect me of being the murderer, do you?"

"Anyone could be there." Yokomizo Sango said seriously.

"Hehe, but I was at the festival, and this detective... can also testify for me." Sai Shinichi looked directly in the direction of Maori Kogoro. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

So what if he's a detective? He can only prove that he wasn't there!

"But... we saw you only ten minutes ago." Maori Kogoro narrowed his eyes.

It was a rare time that I suspected the identity of the murderer: "And the remaining half an hour seems to be enough for you to kill people and rush to the festival..."

"No! In fact, when the word "天" began to burn, I was already at the scene." Sai Shinichi shook his head.

He took out his camera: "If you don't believe me, you can look at the photos."

"I asked someone to take photos of every word."

"Hmm?" Yokomizo Sango frowned and asked someone to develop the photos.

This is the festival site, it's easy to find a place to develop photos.......

In just a few minutes, the camera and the developed photos were taken back.

Conan ran over and started to check the photos.

Just as Sai Shinichi said--

Whether it was the word "一" or the word "天", or the word "下", Sai Shinichi used them as backgrounds for photos.......

When the word "天" was burning, it was exactly eight o'clock, and it was also the time when someone witnessed someone shooting and killing Jinzhu Zhi!

"How could it be?" Conan frowned.

It seems that Sai Shinichi has a perfect alibi.

But.......this made Conan more suspicious of Saii Shinichi!

After all, it all seemed too deliberate.

Whether it was Saii Shinichi's anxious look or these perfect photos...[]

"Very deliberate, right?" Yu Quan said meaningfully.

"Yes." Conan nodded subconsciously, "But - the photos are real."

"When was it taken?" Yu Quan raised his eyebrows.

"Huh?" Conan frowned subconsciously, a little confused.

"The world's first night festival is held every year, right? And these photos...they don't show the year they were taken. ”

Yu Quan raised his hand and pointed at the photo with the word "天".

In that photo, the color of Sai Shinichi's wrist was no different from the surrounding color.

But——

Conan quickly flipped through the other photos and found that it was true.

In the photo that Mao Lilan took for Sai Shinichi, there was a mark on Sai Shinichi's wrist that was obviously whiter than the surrounding area!

Thinking of this, Conan ignored Yu Quan beside him and rushed directly towards Nobukazu Saii.......

As if he didn't see the road, he bumped into Nobukazu Saii.

And while Nobukazu Saii wasn't paying attention, he jumped up and pulled Nobukazu Saii's sleeve, revealing the scar on his wrist.......

Seeing this, Yu Quan's mouth twitched.

Is Conan really......a person who will do anything to achieve his goal? .