Conan was held in Sano’s hand. He was stunned for a moment and then fluttered his limbs vigorously: “But in the video just now, the words on the note were clearly written by Boss Manaka himself!”
“Nonsense, frame-up, frame-up. How can it be called frame-up without some means?”
Sano picked up Conan so that they were eye level: “Director Ochiai is the director of this art museum. Do you really think he doesn’t know where there are cameras and where there are no cameras?”
“If you like to use your brain, then do it well. Boss Manaka’s expression obviously changed when he wrote on the note, and his writing method also has two stages.”
“One is when writing, and the other is when I noticed some scratches. This can fully prove that there was something on the note that Manaka didn’t want to leave behind.”
“That’s the two words on the note now. Keita, that note was probably prepared in advance by Director Ochiai, and the pen is probably out of oil, so it can’t write at all.”
“Go to the scene and find the pen that was thrown away. Try to see if there is any oil in that thing now. Then you will know this and what other problems you have.”
Conan stared at Sano blankly, blinked his eyes, and pursed his lips, as if he wanted to refute, but found that there seemed to be nothing to refute, so he stopped speaking.
And after a brief silence, the other people in the Hell Room all clapped together for some reason.
“Okay, so awesome…”
While sighing, Officer Megure bared his big teeth and grabbed Sano’s hand: “I didn’t expect Sano’s reasoning ability to be so strong. He can see the details hidden in the context at a glance. He is truly worthy of being a high school detective. I’ll ask my brother for more advice in the future!”
Sano: “…”
No, if possible, Sano still hopes that everyone will try not to meet each other in the future.
Of course, these words could not be said out loud. Sano still kept a polite and humble smile on his face: “Then can I leave now?”
Officer Memu smiled and said, “Make notes first.”
Sano: “…”
…
Writing the notes took longer than Sano expected.
After all, if you really count it up, there are quite a lot of notes that Sano didn’t make.
The Valentine’s Day murder incident the day before yesterday, the haunted house incident last night, and the art museum incident today were also included…
However, Sano didn’t have any resistance. There was nothing he could do. He was in a state of disorientation because he used Ghost to Break the Wall. Even if he didn’t follow the police, he couldn’t go home.
Sitting in the police station, there is air conditioning, drinks, snacks, and lunch boxes. After the transcript is completed, it will be delivered to your home. It is really not too comfortable.
Okay, the above is all self-comfort.
If possible, Sano hoped that he could go home immediately because he was too sleepy.
“Just follow the order.”
In the small room where the notes were taken, opposite Sano sat Miwako Sato and a young male policeman. He introduced himself as Wataru Takagi.
This is not the first time that Sano has seen this person. He often follows Officer Megure. Ha, the main reason is that Sano often encounters cases.
Of course, Sano didn’t think those cases had anything to do with him. They were all the fault of Dog Knight, the troublemaker.
Before taking notes, Takagi Wataru also confirmed Sano’s identity information as usual.
“Name.”
“Sano Shinichiro…”
“age.”
“eighteen.”
“gender.”
“……female?”
Takagi Wataru stopped writing, raised his head with dead eyes and said: “Mr. Sano, we are taking notes. It is a very serious matter. Can you please stop joking?”
“Who asked you to ask such a cruel question? I can’t control it.”
Sano muttered while drinking the coffee made by Sato Miwako.
“…”
Takagi Sheba sighed and could only lower his head and write the character “male” on his own.
“Profession.”
“Unemployed…ah, no, student.”
“address.”
“forget.”
“?”
Sano looked at Takagi Wataru who raised his head again, and could only explain helplessly: “I really don’t know this time. I just know that it is in the 4th-chome of Yoneka Town. I don’t know the specific number.”
“Fine.”
After writing down Sano’s basic information, Takagi Wataru began a detailed transcript inquiry: “Please tell me in detail what happened at Toshihiko’s house that day.”
“Ah, I was going to a Valentine’s Day party, and Toshihiko Kazu suddenly died. Then the police came, and I happened to catch the murderer destroying evidence, and I solved the case.”
Takagi Wataru looked at Sano stupidly: “This, is this the end?”
“if not?”
Sano said matter-of-factly.
“Tell me more in detail, why did you go to that party, and what was found wrong at that party? Didn’t you solve this case? How did the murderer kill people at that time, how did he want to destroy the evidence, etc. of?”
Takagi Wataru racked his brains to organize the language, trying to teach Sano the correct way to open the transcript.
However, how could a scumbag like Sano be taught by Wataru Takagi? After scratching his head, he still spoke concisely: “Just go if you want to. I didn’t find anything wrong. Although I solved the case, strictly speaking I just happened to see the murderer destroying evidence, and don’t you all know the detailed methods?”
Takagi Wataru was stunned by Sano’s words. He always felt that something was not right, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn’t notice anything was wrong, so he could only move to the next case.
“Mr. Sano, let’s talk about last night’s case. Why did you show up in that bungalow, and how did you catch the mother-in-law who imprisoned her son and wanted to help her son escape the crime?”
Speaking of this case, both Takagi Wataru and Sato Miwako looked more serious.
Because in the opinion of the two of them, the reason Sano appeared in the haunted house last night had a high probability to be related to the “Special Attack Server”, and that Special Attack Server was known to be involved in two cases, three lives, and hundreds of millions of dollars. value of gold maple leaf coins.
At present, the only clue that may be related to the special attack suit lies in Sano, which of course must be found.
“Ah, what happened last night.”
Sano took a sip of coffee, considered his words and said, “I went there if I wanted to, and then I met that brat Conan, and then I met the mother and son in the basement. Finally, she collapsed, and I left.”
“But let’s talk first, she fainted on her own and has nothing to do with me.”
“…”
Another perfunctory answer like just go if you want to.
Takagi Wataru and Sato Miwako looked at each other and exhaled: “Mr. Sano, I remind you again that taking notes is a very serious matter. Please don’t talk casually and provide a true description, otherwise it is very likely that It will be treated as illegal!”
