AWB Chapter 192 If Conan Wants to Commit a Crime
Chapter 192 If Conan Wants to Commit a Crime
"What's wrong? What happened? What did you send?!" The chubby orange-haired Inspector Megure squeezed out of the crowd, looked around, and questioned loudly.
“Yes, Nanako… she, she was penetrated from behind!” Nishina said fearfully, pointing at the corpse.
"Damn it!!!" Peterford slapped his palm.
At this moment, Conan was squatting next to the corpse... his eyes gleaming white.
“Don’t worry…” Fuheshen said after examining the body.
His voice was calm and composed... showing no sign of panic at the sight of a dead body.
Massaka...
Everyone's pupils lit up slightly. "Could it be that Miss Nanako is still alive?"
“No, he’s dead.” Fuheshen’er frowned slightly. “In this situation, there is no chance of survival.”
"How can we not worry about this?!" the crowd couldn't help but shout.
"Really... what's there to worry about when someone's dead?" Conan walked over from beside the corpse, his small pocket tucked in his hand, and gave everyone a strange look.
He suspected these people had lost their minds... Why worry about them if they're dead?
That makes sense...
Everyone's expressions fell slightly... If it weren't for nine years of compulsory education, they almost would have believed Conan's words...
I thought I was following this kid's train of thought... but I didn't expect that I couldn't follow it at all.
That's so cold-blooded.
"I say... could this kid be the murderer?" Nishina pointed a finger at Conan.
“Yeah, I remember Nanako-san saying something like, ‘That brat… Death is coming for me.’” Peter Ford stroked his chin, looking at Conan with a puzzled expression. “And… he does look like one. Why doesn’t he look like an elementary school student at all?”
Sawaki Kohei nodded solemnly...
The loss of a life meant absolutely nothing to the other person...
If he wasn't the murderer, he would have believed it.
"Cough cough... How could that be?" Inspector Megure stepped forward, coughed twice, and spoke.
If he hadn't known Conan and Kogoro Mouri so well, he would definitely have suspected that the Mouri family were using deduction to frame passersby and take the fall for a serial killer...
"Yeah, how could that be..." Officer Shiratori suddenly appeared out of nowhere, "Conan is just a kid..."
“It’s not impossible…” Fukuro Shige’s eyes were unfocused… as if he was reasoning, “If Conan wanted to commit a crime, no one present could escape except me.”
Conan:?
Thank you, Shernegge...
How could I, a first-grade elementary school student, be suspected of being the murderer?
Just as Conan was about to explain...
Fushiguro Jinji continued, "However, Conan wouldn't use such a foolish method to kill someone. If he wanted to, we wouldn't even notice..."
Calm and indifferent words always have a persuasive power, and people are unconsciously drawn into them.
Xiaolan listened from the side with her eyes wide with disbelief...
She still listens to Shen'erge, but this time... why does it sound stranger and stranger?
"I see..." Inspector Megure clapped his hands, looking suddenly enlightened... "You're just... talking nonsense, Fushiguro, buddy!"
"Yeah, how could Conan be the murderer?!" Kogoro Mouri roared as well.
The moment Fuheshen spoke... not only him, but everyone else was completely misled!
"Is that so..." Fushiguro Jinji pursed his lips. "But at least Conan is out of the running, isn't he?"
After saying that, he walked towards the hall; he was getting a little hungry.
"Thank you... Shengege." Conan loosened his clenched fist and watched the other person's retreating figure.
He was enveloped by the icy blue ocean, looking so forlorn...
Others might not understand, but Conan, who knows Shigeru Fukuro best, knows... that Shigeru immediately ruled him out as a suspect.
After all, Nanako called out to him before she died, and he was beside her body after she died...
If it weren't for Shen'er's words, he might have been taken away by Uncle Maoli directly, and wouldn't have been able to stay at the scene to investigate.
He... is still as kind-hearted as ever.
Upon arriving at the lobby... I glanced at the red Ferrari F40 supercar inside.
Fuheshel started looking for food, but... most of it was alcohol, and he didn't recognize many of the brands, though they were probably quite famous...
After searching around, he found only snacks... Fuheshen was a little hungry and ate a few bites.
Upon looking up and seeing Xiaolan approaching... Fuheishen handed Xiaolan a half-eaten cake, saying, "Try it, it's very good..."
Xiao Lan hesitated slightly, wanting to refuse, not because Shen Erge had eaten... but because she had no appetite after seeing the corpse.
“Eat it…” Fuheshen’s tone was more of an order than a persuasion, “At least don’t let yourself go hungry.”
Xiao Lan subconsciously took a few bites. It was very sweet...and delicious. Her mood, which had been somewhat depressed because of the death, improved considerably.
After all... desserts can relieve stress.
"I thought Brother Shen... was upset because of what he just said..." Xiao Lan said softly.
I originally came over to comfort Shen'er Ge... but I found him secretly eating a small cake here.
Although she was forced to secretly eat some...
“No…” Fuheshen said calmly, “Strength, fearlessness, and indifference are essential for my survival.”
He then gestured that he wanted to drink water.
Xiao Lan was stunned for a moment, then skillfully poured a glass of water for Fu Heishen.
"Brother Shen...can you tell me about your past?" Xiao Lan asked curiously, sitting on the sofa and resting her cheek on her hand.
"Do you want to hear it?" Fuheshen glanced at the serious-looking Xiaolan.
Xiaolan nodded, "I want to..."
And so... the crime scene was divided in two, one half for solving the case, the other half for chatting.
"Hey, hey, I've prepared water for everyone..."
Just as Fushimi Shige was about to speak... Conan's voice rang out.
Everyone has arrived in the hall...
"You idiot, how can you move around like this?" Kogoro Mouri roared at Conan, his back hunched over. "We still don't know where Joe Murakami is hiding!"
"It's alright, Uncle Mori, there aren't any numbers in my name," Conan said with a grin.
"Never mind, just give me a glass of water, I'm dying of thirst..." Kogoro Mouri said.
Conan obediently splattered water on each of them...
When the cup was handed to Sawaki Kohei, he said, "Mr. Sawaki, would you like a drink?"