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"This one……"
Mori grinned sheepishly; his earlier confidence had vanished without a trace after Mrs. Kurokawa's two questions.
"This is just one possible conclusion."
"A person who is about to die usually wouldn't do such complicated things, right? Why not just write down the murderer's name?"
Megure shook his head silently.
"Not every prisoner likes to play guessing games before they die."
That's not necessarily true. If the Japanese didn't like playing guessing games before they died, where did all those death messages in the cases come from?
He was clearly dying.
They're even finding ways to increase the workload for these criminal police officers...
Thinking of this, Matsuda pouted in annoyance.
"...Brother Matsuda!"
Inspector Megure had been keeping a close eye on Matsuda's movements.
Seeing his expression, I thought Matsuda had solved the mystery, and hurriedly asked,
"Matsuda, do you already know who the murderer is?"
Hmph, that bastard beat me to it again!
Conan gritted his teeth, feeling a surge of anger as he thought about the argument he overheard his parents having last night.
"The murderer?" Matsuda scratched his head. "Sorry, I haven't figured it out yet!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Matsuda, who was still rubbing the soft fleshy ball on the chocolate paw, suddenly paused.
correct!
When Hoshino Terumi came in just now, didn't I also not notice her?
How come I didn't think of something so simple before!
Matsuda patted his head in annoyance, and then, in his excitement, without thinking, picked up the kitten and kissed it.
"Thanks so much for today, Chocolate..."
Halfway through his sentence, Matsuda realized that the cat in front of him was no ordinary cat.
Unfortunately, he was a step too slow; Hoshino Terumi was suddenly kissed.
Enraged, it raised its paw and smacked Matsuda across the face.
"Brother Matsuda..."
When Inspector heard Matsuda's answer, he was immediately disappointed.
what?
Has Matsuda still not solved the mystery?
So, my chance has come?
Conan's anger instantly turned into excitement.
He hurriedly turned on the watch tranquilizer gun, hoping to find an opportunity to let Kogoro Mori get a good night's sleep.
Unexpectedly, Matsuda suddenly screamed in agony.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Matsuda looking at the cat in his hand with a forced smile.
On his right cheek, there were three scratch marks from where the cat had just scratched him.
"Matsuda, didn't I tell you that cats can't be brought into the crime scene?" Inspector Megure said with a helpless expression.
"Inspector, we really have to thank chocolate for today,"
Matsuda smiled wryly and put the cat on the ground.
"Although I don't know who the murderer is yet, I already have some clues."
"Really?" Inspector Megure exclaimed in surprise.
The eyes of everyone else in the room also turned to look.
Chapter 172 Conan Finds His Mother
"Inspector, take a closer look at this bloodstain?"
Matsuda pointed to the blood droplets circled by the forensic team on the ground and slowly said...
"The bloodstains at point A have a very unnatural shape. It's likely that someone stepped on them, leaving these marks."
"Besides, in order to walk behind Mr. Kurokawa without being noticed, the murderer must have taken off his shoes so that he could walk on the floor without making a sound."
"so......"
Matsuda paused, his gaze fixed on the three suspects.
"Among the three of them, there must be someone with Mr. Kurokawa's blood on their socks, and that person is the murderer!"
"The three of you, please cooperate with our investigation."
Megure had long had complete confidence in Matsuda.
After hearing his reasoning, he spoke to the three of them without the slightest hesitation.
"Kurokawa killed my husband a year ago."
At this moment, the maid, Manami Nakazawa, who had been keeping her head down, suddenly spoke up.
“A year ago, my husband underwent heart surgery at Kurokawa Hospital, but Kurokawa was drunk that day, and he actually performed the surgery on my husband while intoxicated…”
"I said with a face full of resentment," said Manami Nakazawa.
"In order to prosecute Kurokawa, I asked people at the hospital to provide testimonies, but because they were afraid of Kurokawa, no one was willing to help."
At this point, Manami glanced coldly at Kurokawa's son and wife.
“I just changed my hairstyle and name, and no one recognized me. I suppose to this family, my husband’s death is just a trivial matter.”
"So, you've come to avenge your husband?" Megure asked in a low voice, his voice tinged with sadness.
“That’s right, today is actually the anniversary of my husband’s death.” Manami said, then suddenly laughed. “I avenged him. I have no regrets about what I did today.”
As she laughed, tears suddenly streamed down her face, whether from excessive joy or regret for her crime, she couldn't tell.
The people present fell silent, especially government officials like Megure and Matsuda.
If the government had made Director Kurokawa pay the price for his mistakes before today, this murder case probably wouldn't have happened.
"By the way, although we already know who the murderer is, what exactly is the deal with that death message?" Mori suddenly asked.
It's unclear whether he genuinely didn't notice the atmosphere in the room or was deliberately playing dumb.
"A closer look at the body reveals that Mr. Kurokawa's only bloodstained finger was his right little finger."
Conan explained with a straight face,
"The Caps Lock key on the keyboard was also stained with blood, which must have been accidentally touched by Mr. Kurokawa after he was attacked."
"So the death message that Mr. Kurokawa wanted to leave behind was not the English word 'jun,' but the hiragana word 'Manami.'"
"So that's it!"
Mori clapped his hands in sudden realization, then looked at Conan with suspicion.
"Kid, are all of these really your ideas?"
"Actually, Officer Matsuda told me all of this,"
Conan scratched his head and chuckled as he replied.
"I knew it! How could a little kid like you possibly understand all this!"
After finishing speaking, Mori yawned.
"Alright, the case is solved, Inspector Megure. I'll take Conan and Ran back now!"
"Uncle, can I say a few words to Officer Matsuda before I leave?" Conan suddenly asked.
"Conan?" Ran quickly grabbed him. "Didn't you say you wouldn't pursue the matter of the photos?"
"Hehe..." Conan chuckled dryly. "Ran-neechan, I'm not looking for Officer Matsuda about the photos."
"Then hurry up!" Mori waved his hand lazily. "If you're late, I won't wait for you!"
"Officer Matsuda! Let's talk outside!"
Conan chuckled and called out, then walked out of the room first.
Matsuda followed behind him, puzzled. "This kid just gave me a dark look?"
Why did your attitude change so suddenly?
Thinking of this, Matsuda became wary.
Sure enough, just as Matsuda was about to follow Conan out the door, he saw Conan raise his right foot and kick him hard!
Under normal circumstances, Matsuda might have been successfully ambushed by him if caught off guard.
But Matsuda had anticipated this; having been prepared, he quickly stepped back after noticing Conan's movement, easily dodging Conan's kick.
Then Matsuda reached out and grabbed Conan by the collar, lifting him up.
"Kid, even if it's for the cross-dressing photos from last night, aren't you going a bit too far?"
"Humph!"
Conan stared at Matsuda with a dark expression, saying nothing.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Matsuda sensed something was off; this kid didn't seem angry about the photos.
Where is my... mom?
Conan gritted his teeth and said, word by word.