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Chapter 73 72. ¡°Your mental problems are getting worse¡±

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    "This is indeed possible." Officer Mumu also agreed with this statement.

    After Conan heard what Kamikawa Shun said, he ran to Shirai Mitsuo's office. He was looking for more concrete evidence.  He didn't think much about why Kamikawa Shun's mind was running so fast tonight.  After all, they already have so much information, and the three of them have already identified the murderer. If Kamikawa Shun can't even overturn the murderer's not-so-high-level alibi, then he is indeed not suitable to be a detective.

    There was no one in Mitsuo Shirai's office. Conan opened the door and went in, carefully observing the furnishings in the room.  On the table outside are the medical records sent by nurse Huizi. The coffee cup next to it is empty, and the sugar on the table has not been touched.

    "Coffeesugar"

    I understand.

    Conan called someone from the Forensic Department, and after checking that it was exactly what he expected, he ran behind Kogoro Mori who was sitting and secretly turned on the anesthesia watch.

    Kamikawa Shun noticed him as soon as he came over from Conan. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was a sleeping detective.

    The anesthesia needle hit the back of Kogoro Mouri's neck. He seemed to notice something and stood up excitedly, "I'm going to start, Officer Megure."

    After saying that, he sat down and fell into a deep sleep.

    Kamikawa Shun:???

    Isn¡¯t your reaction a bit strange?  He looked at Conan who was huddled behind the chair. Did he know or pretend not to know?

    "What's going on?" Mitsuo Shirai suddenly felt something was wrong.

    "Ah, Mr. Mori is about to start reasoning. I have been waiting for a long time. The real murderer must be very panicked at this moment." Shun Kamikawa looked at Mitsuo Shirai with a smile, his voice was pleasant and low: "After all, this is  But where is the real sleeping detective?"

    "Really, Conan~"

    "Ahyes!" Conan stuck his head out, then retracted.

    "Ahem." The fake Maori Kogoro and Conan cleared his throat, "This is a criminal case that has been cleverly designed in two stages."

    "First of all, the murderer used the "crying wolf" method to make everyone and myself think that I had a mental problem. Then he used this mentality to make me think that I had committed a murder. Then the murderer just asked me to carry the murder.  If he is blamed, this case will have nothing to do with him. That's right, Dr. Shirai."

    "Ah? What are you talking about" Shirai began to sweat again on his forehead. Seeing everyone looking at him, he pretended to be angry and said: "Mr. Maori, do you want to slander me as a murderer?"

    "No, I'm not slanderous. You set my alarm for 11:30 every night, and you deliberately opened the curtains in my room before I went to bed. After I saw the crime, you deliberately led me to think that I was mentally disturbed.  Question. Tell me, did you do these?"

    "Why did you deliberately set the alarm clock for eleven o'clock in the evening? To deliberately wake me up at that time, so that I could see the murder scene in the opposite room through the opened curtains."

    Mitsuo Shirai stopped making excuses. He looked at Kogoro Mori with a sneer, "Haha, this is all your imagination. Your mental problem is getting more and more serious."

    "You originally wanted to say that you didn't set the alarm clock or open the curtains. After all, there are usually only two of us in the ward at night, so you can refuse to admit it. But tonight is different. In addition to me, there is Conan, and Lai  Kamikawa Shun came to visit me. If it was Conan alone, you could say that he was young and what he said cannot be used as evidence. But you didn¡¯t expect that Kamikawa Shun hadn¡¯t left yet and they all saw your actions. You can no longer say that you didn¡¯t do it.  .¡±

    "you"

    "Seeing that there is no hope of arguing, you started to lead everyone again that I have mental problems. Then can you explain the reason why you set the alarm clock and opened the curtains at night?"

    "I" He really couldn't explain this. He could no longer maintain his sneer and began to panic, "I have an alibi!"

    "Oh, your alibi can be easily forged, and it doesn't count." Mouri Kogoro's voice was a little sarcastic.

    ¡°I was in the office at the time, what evidence do you have to prove that I was not here!¡±

    "Do you still remember the coffee that Miss Huizi made for you?"

    "Oh, I have drunk coffee, and I have washed the cup. What does this prove?"

    "No, everyone knows that Dr. Shirai loves sweets, but the sugar placed next to the coffee has not been touched at all. This means that you have never drank that cup of coffee!"

    "It's nonsense, I won't let it go sometimes"

      "Have you really drank that cup of coffee?" Mouri Kogoro interrupted.

    "If you want to say that there is no saliva on it, it's probably because I rinsed the cup after drinking it."

    The point is not at all whether Shirai Mitsuo drank that cup of coffee. Whether he drank coffee or not does not prove anything. It is just that Conan deliberately led him astray and made him admit that he drank that cup of coffee, never letting his alibi prove.  It's completely useless.  Shun Kamikawa saw clearly that there was probably some evidence on the coffee cup, so Conan guided Mitsuo Shirai to admit that he drank that cup of coffee.

    "There's something missing on the cup." Conan, who was hiding behind the chair, had a smile on his face like a prey caught in a net.

    "What?" Mitsuo Shirai didn't react.

    "That's your fingerprint. There are no fingerprints on the coffee cup at all."

    Mitsuo Shirai smiled when he heard his reason, and his heart settled: "I told you, I'll wash it after I finish it."

    "But the forensic results on the coffee cup revealed that it had the fingerprints of the nurse who brought you the coffee. Do you still want to say that after your fingerprints are covered with the nurse's fingerprints, you can also wash your own fingerprints alone?  Did you drop it?" Conan let out a decisive blow: "In other words, when you were rinsing the coffee cup a few minutes ago, you were actually wearing gloves on your hands, which were the same gloves you used when killing people!"

    Defeated by this series of logical and logical reasoning, Mitsuo Shirai gave up and continued to quibble, "It's so ironic. The gloves I originally put on because I didn't want to leave evidence turned out to be evidence to solve the case."

    This guy!  Xiaolan looked at him angrily, clenching her fists tightly.

    Officer Mumu said: "So, have you confessed?"

    "This is indeed the same as Mr. Mao Li's reasoning. I killed Jiang Teng, then knocked Mr. Mao Li unconscious, and let his fingerprints be stained on the murder weapon."

    Officer Memu: "What is your motive?"

    "Jiang Teng used my leverage to force me to resign to the hospital so that he could take the position of deputy director. I really don't want to leave the hospital at all"

    "Oh, it's just an excuse to kill. From the moment you calculated that Mr. Mori said he had a mental problem, you are no longer worthy of the title of doctor. Let an innocent person bear the crime of murder for you, and you are trying to  To escape the pursuit of the law, you don't have what doctors call a "benevolent heart" at all, you really make me sick."

    Kamikawa Shun¡¯s words were sharp and biting, which made Mitsuo Shirai feel ashamed.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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