Chapter 35 Help the Curator Ochiai Get Rid of the Crime~

Heisaburo Matsushita took a step forward: "Mr. Mori, do you have any proof that I am the murderer? Although I have been away for five minutes, I just went to the bathroom. During these five minutes, I put on and take off my armor It's all reluctant, how can I have time to kill? Moreover, how could I know where the real boss is?"

Shu Yunwen also complained from the side: "Uncle Mao Li, although you are a detective, you can't joke like that, right? In the surveillance camera, the man in armor can be seen to be a thin and tall man, and Matsushita-kun's height A short and fat man who is less than 1.6 meters tall and weighs more than 180, you don’t seem to be alone, right? This stuff can’t fit into the armor, okay?”

Matsushita Heisaburo nodded first, and then reacted——

Nima, Master Yunwen, you are definitely trying to blackmail me, right?

Officer Mu Mu also supported his head with a helpless expression: "Brother Maori, please make your reasoning reasonable~"

While rewinding the tape, Conan said, "Uncle Maori, the vice president of Matsushita is unlikely to commit the crime. Because from the beginning of the video, the armor appeared at 4:25 p.m., and left after the murder. The time is 4:31, with a time difference of six minutes. It is absolutely impossible for Matsushita Vice President to leave for only five minutes!"

Iijima made up the knife on the side: "Vice President Matsushita did only leave for five minutes, and it was near the toilet, I remember."

After a series of attacks by the crowd, Mori Kogoro's blood volume dropped sharply, and he forced himself to defend himself: "It must! It must be possible! Mr. Iijima, it will definitely take longer, right?"

Of course, no one cares about this funny comparison anymore.

Conan suddenly said again at this time: "Uncle Police Officer, it seems that Boss Zhenzhong wrote something down before he died!"

"Huh?" Police Officer Meguro approached, "I really wrote something!"

Director Ochiai's body suddenly moved at this moment.

Shu Yunwen looked at the lonely figure of Director Ochiai, and felt a little sympathy in his heart—forget it, if there is a chance later, let's help this old man.

Although, in Shu Yunwen's heart, it might not be right for this old man to kill someone...

However, the old man had less than half a month left to live, and letting him die outside was actually the same as dying in the detention center.

To say that the best way to exonerate Director Ochiai is to erase the key evidence. Shu Yunwen remembered that in this case, the one who could judge Ochiai's curator guilty was the ball pen that couldn't write. As long as Shu Yunwen finds an opportunity to change the refill of the ballpoint pen, it will be OK. Or, even easier, get a pen instead.

At this time, a group of people set off and walked towards the scene of the crime, the exhibition hall of hell.

Shu Yunwen deliberately lagged behind, and stopped Heisaburo Matsushita: "Matsushita-san, do you have a ballpoint pen?"

"Yes, Master Yunwen." Heisaburo Matsushita responded quickly, reached out and took out a ballpoint pen from his pocket, and handed it to Shu Yunwen, "Master Yunwen, do you want to write something?"

"Hmm... there's a different purpose." Shu Yunwen smiled slightly, "Mr. Matsushita, it's okay to give me this ballpoint pen, right?"

"Of course." Heisaburo Matsushita nodded quickly in agreement.

When the ballpoint pen was in hand, Shu Yunwen took it first, and wrote a few times in his small notebook. After confirming that there was no problem, he followed the crowd and walked towards the exhibition hall of hell.

After entering the exhibition hall, the police officers began to investigate hastily again.

Shu Yunwen pretended to be careless, and got dust on Director Ochiai's coat. In order to apologize, he asked Director Ochiai to take off his coat. ball-point pen. Then, Shu Yunwen handed the ballpoint pen to Heisaburo Matsushita and asked him to go out first,

Put the ballpoint pen in the car.

After doing all this, Shu Yunwen put a smile on his face again, watching the development of the case quietly.

Sure enough, everything was developing as expected, because Kubota did not have an alibi, and was listed as the first suspect because of stealing and selling art. And Kubota couldn't provide an alibi, and the police officers found blood-stained armor from Kubota's place.

It seems that everything is a foregone conclusion, only Conan suspects Ochiai Curator.

"Damn! The murderer... Is the murderer really the one named Kubota?"

Mori Kogoro rested his chin in a daze, his eyes still lingering on Matsushita Heisaburo. That look made Matsushita Heisaburo unable to bear the thought of hitting someone several times.

Seeing that the police were about to take the team back, Conan finally couldn't hold back any longer. He took the instruction manual of the Medieval Art Museum and ran to the curator of Ochiai to show his cuteness: "Toilet~toilet~toilet~Uncle curator, toilet, I'm going to the toilet, toilet Where is it, I can't help it~"

Xiao Lan walked towards Conan embarrassedly: "Really... Didn't you just go there with Shu Sang just now? Why are you going again?"

Mori Kogoro glanced at this side, and casually complained: "A kid is a kid, I can't control myself at all..."

"Haha, it's okay, little friend." Curator Ochiai lowered his head, pointed to the exit of the hell exhibition hall, and said kindly to Conan, "Toilet, there are stairs at the place where you turn right when you go out of this exhibition hall. After going down the stairs It's all over..."

Conan continued to show off his cuteness, and took the instruction manual of the Medieval Art Museum: "Why can't I find it just by talking about it? You helped me draw it on this!"

Curator Ochiai said with a smile: "Okay, I'll show you..."

While speaking, Director Ochiai took out a ballpoint pen from his clothes, and then he was stunned——

Fuck? What the hell is going on? This is not my pen!

Moreover, at the thought of writing something, cold sweat broke out on Director Ochiai's forehead. The pen he was holding seemed unable to write at all...

Conan thought his scheme had succeeded, and a smug smile appeared on his face: "Uncle curator, why don't you draw for me with a pen? Could it be that you knew before you started writing that this ball pen writes not out..."

"Hey, little friend Edogawa, you are really troublesome." Shu Yunwen snatched the ballpoint pen and instruction manual from Director Ochiai's hand, and turned out the refill, "The toilet is right here..."

"Hey! Hey!" Conan was surprised, complaining about Shu Yunwen in his heart, Nima didn't play cards according to the routine at all!

Don't bother me to solve the case, okay?

However, Conan changed his mind, it didn't matter who took the ballpoint pen, at most it was just another fingerprint for comparison. What he wants to prove is that the ballpoint pen can't write at all.

Shu Yunwen pretended to draw twice, and Conan immediately asked: "Are you ready, Brother Yunwen? Is it possible that you can't draw it?"

"I really can't draw it, Mr. Matsushita, you should help Conan draw it." Shu Yunwen said.

Matsushita Heisaburo looked at the familiar ballpoint pen and nodded silently: "Okay, little friend Edogawa, the road map for the toilet looks like this..."

Conan watched Panasonic draw the map with a ballpoint pen, and was stunned for a moment——

Can you really draw it? How can it be?

Could it be that Director Ochiai has already replaced the ballpoint pen?

Conan took a closer look at this time...

This ballpoint pen seems to be different from the ballpoint pen that was thrown away in the video!

However, judging from Director Ochiai's expression just now, he should not have changed the ballpoint pen.

When Conan was still thinking, Xiaolan had already picked him up: "I'm so sorry, this kid has caused you trouble! Let me take him to the bathroom."

"Hey? No more! Sister Xiaolan, let me down!" Conan struggled, but was carried away by Xiaolan.

"Conan, don't trouble everyone."

As soon as Conan kid came out of the exhibition hall, Shu Yunwen immediately handed the pen to Director Ochiai: "Director Ochiai, when I used it just now, this pen seemed really difficult to write. So, you'd better check it out. See if the refill is out of oil."

Curator Ochiai looked at Shu Yunwen, and said after a long time: "I will take a look."

Although Officer Mumu and the others were interrupted for a while, the case did not deviate too much. Officer Mumu waved his hand and signaled, "Okay, let's take the team back! Also, take Mr. Kubota as an important suspect and bring him back to the police station."

"Yes!" A group of uncles responded.

Police officer Mu Mu walked up to Shu Yunwen, smiled and said: "Yun Wensang, today's matter is really troublesome to you. In the past few days, if you are free, please go to the police station and make a record. Deputy Matsushita President, Director Ochiai, you too."

"Okay, no problem." Shu Yunwen agreed, complaining in his heart, what the hell is going to take notes~

A group of people walked out of the Medieval Art Museum, Shu Yunwen and Matsushita Heisaburo fell behind.

There were few people around, and Ochiai curator suddenly called Shu Yunwen and Matsushita Heisaburo: "Master Yunwen, Matsushita Vice President!"

Shu Yunwen and Matsushita Heisaburo turned around.

Curator Ochiai bowed and said, "Thank you."

Shu Yunwen nodded, and then said: "Director Ochiai, you should have found out about your own condition, right? If possible, Director Ochiai should come to our office tomorrow. There are some things that I need Tell you."

"Hay!"

Director Ochiai bent down and bowed.

At this time, Conan and Xiaolan also came out of the art gallery. After Conan saw this scene, he cursed "Damn it" in his heart!

It's this guy, it must be this guy's trick!

PS: At first I didn’t want to help Director Ochiai... After thinking about it, I should help...