AWB Chapter 805 Don’t eat anymore!
Chapter 805 Don’t eat anymore!
Chapter 805 Don’t eat anymore!
Perhaps he was too confident, or perhaps it was because he had no experience in serial murders for the first time, Sawaki Kouhei did not carefully hide his tools. Conan went to the study and found a lot of them.
For example, a crossbow used to attack Dr. Agasa, a dagger that stabbed Inspector Megure, and a deck of playing cards that was only missing the 9 and 10 of spades.
Conan directly took these things out to show the three people outside, but his face was gloomy and his eyes could not be seen.
"These things!" Inspector Megure at least recognized the dagger that stabbed him: "Could it be that Murakami-jo is hiding here?!"
Conan with a gloomy face: "..."
"No, it can't be?" When it comes to someone he knows, Maori Kogoro is sober: "The criminal who hurt Inspector Megure and Eri is actually Sawaki?"
We have known each other for almost twenty years, and we get together for a drink at least every two months. Do you want to kill me and attack everyone around me indiscriminately?
"No!" Maori Kogoro stood up and walked towards the bathroom: "I have to go find Zemu and ask him!"
"Wait, brother Mori, be careful." Inspector Megure followed. In his eyes, the criminal's ultimate target was still Mori Kogoro. If he was pointed out directly by Mori Kogoro, he might launch an attack without any regard for the consequences.
Only Shiratori Renzaburo was looking at the pile of playing cards: "Not only the 10 of spades, but the 9 of spades was also drawn. Doesn't that mean... the criminal has already taken action on the 'nine'?"
"That's right." Conan was unhappy about this: "I think the victim should be the Asahi Shengyi I just mentioned. Not only that, in his study there are also architectural drawings of the Ocean Crystal Pavilion, a homemade remote control and unused explosives."
Combined with what Sawaki Kohei just said to Mori Kogoro, Asahi Katsuyoshi invited some people to the Ocean Crystal Museum tomorrow. Sawaki Kohei might want to go big and directly turn the Ocean Crystal Museum into an Ocean Crystal Coffin.
Since Sawaki Kohei was able to install explosives in the Ocean Crystal Pavilion, Asahi Katsuyoshi was most likely already destroyed.
On the other side, Kogoro Mouri rushed to the bathroom. Since he didn't see Sawaki Kohei along the way, he opened the bathroom door directly.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Zemu Gongping lying on the ground with a bloody head. Martin beside him was deliberately putting his body in a 'don't stop' posture.
"What are you doing..." Kogoro Mouri and Inspector Megure were stunned, and then they realized that the cooperation between Martin and Conan was actually very obvious. Martin used a crude excuse to lure away Sawaki Kouhei, and Conan took the opportunity to look for evidence everywhere.
But if he wasn't completely sure, shouldn't Martin be fair to Zemu and delay the time? Why did he just knock him down? And... his move was quite shady.
After taking a look at Martin's skin color today, the two were speechless again...his hands were indeed black.
"Ahem, Mr. Martin." Inspector Megure coughed dryly, "Even if you beat the criminal like this in order to subdue him, you will probably face some punishment."
Martin looked at Inspector Megure's belly and said, "Inspector, you were injured by the criminal. Why don't you take this opportunity to kick him to vent your anger? I can cover my ears and pretend I didn't see it."
In this way, if the police hold Martin accountable for beating the prisoner again, Martin can say: "Inspector Megure did it too!"
Inspector Megure shook his head. As a veteran detective with more than 20 years of experience, there was no way he would make such a mistake.
"Okay." The plan failed, and Martin's face changed instantly: "Inspector, what are you talking about? What do you mean by subduing the criminal?"
"Oh?" Inspector Megure raised his eyebrows: "Don't you suspect that Mr. Sawaki is the criminal, so you tried to subdue Mr. Sawaki and beat him?"
"What prisoner?" Martin pretended not to know: "I was trying to stop Lao Ba from eating shit!"
Sawaki Kouhei:?
Inspector Megure: "What do you mean?"
Martin put on a Los Angeles accent and said in a serious tone, "Just when I had just finished taking a shower and hadn't flushed yet, Lao Ba suddenly opened the door and rushed out! It was so sudden. If I hadn't just finished taking a shower, I would have almost peed myself!"
"Lao Ba rushed in, pushed me aside, and rushed to the toilet. He wanted Akaashi! He looked like he was having a rabies attack. It was so scary!"
"I tried my best to stop him, but he tried his best to get the red stones! I tried to stop Lao Ba from getting the red stones, but Lao Ba insisted on getting the red stones! Because I didn't let him get the red stones, he wanted to hit me! I had no choice but to fight back in defense." Martin said it as if it was true: "Just before you came, I finally subdued him and flushed the toilet."
Sawaki Kouhei, who had already been handcuffed by Inspector Megure, was struggling on the ground like a stranded fish: "You are talking nonsense! You are talking nonsense! It is obvious that you suddenly attacked me without any reason! You have no evidence!"
"I don't have any evidence, do you?" Martin put his hands on his waist, his elbows stained with blood. "Whether there is evidence or not, as long as someone sues me for this, I will definitely tell this story again in court."
It doesn't matter whether the judge believes it or not. Those journalists will definitely pretend to believe it in order to attract attention. "Shocking, the serial killer died because Akaashi accidentally exposed his identity!"
Sawaki Kouhei: ...
However, the focus that Sawaki Kouhei needs to deal with now is not whether he eats shit... No, it’s not how he got injured, but the police interrogation.
"Sawaki! You want to kill me and the people around me?" Maori Kogoro still couldn't believe it. He squatted on the ground and pulled Sawaki Kohei's collar: "How did I offend you? How did Eri offend you?" "Sorry, Maori." Sawaki Kohei's tone was flat but bitter: "I didn't actually want to kill you. I just wanted to cover up my real goal."
Knowing that he could no longer hide anything, Zemu Gongping confessed everything about himself.
One night three months ago, while driving his motorcycle home, Sawaki Kohei encountered a speeding sports car. He accidentally flipped over and suffered a serious head injury due to an emergency avoidance. The sports car driver, a well-known model named Nana Koyama (pronounced as seven), who could have sent him to the hospital in time, fled the scene because she was worried about taking responsibility. Sawaki Kohei recognized her at the time, but there was no surveillance on the road section where the accident occurred and he could not successfully accuse her.
Although Sawaki's head injury recovered after treatment, he developed symptoms of taste disorder due to the accident, which was a major blow to a sommelier. He could only continue his work as a sommelier through sight and smell.
Although he is already quite famous and can fool people for a long time even if he talks nonsense, Sawaki, who has a perfectionist personality, cannot tolerate himself continuing this job. So he plans to kill Nana Koyama as revenge before giving up his job as a sommelier and returning to his hometown to take care of his elderly parents.
Once the murderous intention came to mind, the world seemed to be wide open. After that, Sawaki Kouhei was thinking about a plan to get away with the crime and go home to take care of his parents. One day, he planned to go to his old friend Maori Kogoro to ask if the famous detective knew a method that could not be solved.
However, Maori Kogoro was not at home that day, and Sawaki Kohei met Murakami Jaku who wanted to visit Maori Kogoro to apologize to him in front of Maori Kogoro's house. He invited him to his house to drink in the name of Kogoro's friend. During the drinking party, Sawaki learned about Murakami Jaku's identity and thought of the current plan: using Murakami's identity to create a series of cases against people with playing card numbers in their names to hide his identity and the real target of the crime. He then took advantage of Murakami's drunkenness to strangle Murakami Jaku with a rope and secretly dumped the body.
Sawaki Kohei also honestly told the names of other victims, because he had already killed Asahi Katsuyoshi, and invited many people including Koyamauchi Nana to the Ocean Crystal Museum in the name of Asahi Katsuyoshi, intending to kill whoever he could, or detonate bombs to drown them all.
Moreover, when it comes to these people who make up the numbers, he has a lot of excuses for most of them. For example, Hiroki Tsuji, who almost crashed his plane, once attended a cocktail party organized by Hiroki Tsuji, but was humiliated at the party; Asahi Katsuyoshi, who was killed earlier, was accused by Sawaki Kohei to the police of using his huge assets to buy many famous foreign red wines, but only to resell them for profit, and did not take good care of these red wines, which reduced the quality; and there is also Minoru Nishina, who corresponds to the number 2. He used the name of a gourmet to write books full of wrong information, misleading readers about the understanding of red wine.
Killing people just for these reasons, or even just to make up the numbers... Conan, who had already turned around and left, twitched his lips and glanced at Martin beside him: Sawaki Kouhei's actions are as chaotic as Martin's.
Martin noticed Conan's glance at him, put his hands in his pockets, and responded in a voice that only he and Conan could hear: "Don't use me to judge this kind of person, okay? If he had decided to kill Lao Er and Lao Jiu to protect the red wine before he lost his sense of taste, he could still sit at the same table with Moriya Teiji here."
"When life is going well, I tolerate these people and pretend to be nice to them. But when life is not going well, I kill innocent people like the doctor, the aunt, and Murakami, not to mention those who are not guilty of the death penalty. This is not arbitrary, it is simply sentencing myself to death, and then hysterically wanting to drag others to be buried with me. The choice of the burial companion is not important at all."
Conan glanced at Martin. "So your way of doing things is to beat him up like that?"
"He got it easy. I kept stopping Rabbit from coming out, otherwise Rabbit would have kicked him down two walls." Martin didn't elbow him just for the sake of it. If it was any other transformation today, he would have used other means to beat him. "If you have to give me a motive, it's not revenge, it's more that I just don't like him."
Martin changed the subject: "By the way, according to the original plot, after you exposed his plan, that guy kidnapped Xiaolan in order to escape. In the end, you couldn't stand it anymore and had a fight with him, so you picked up a pistol and shot him."
As he spoke, Martin was about to take out his cell phone and ask Moss to cut a clip from the original film where Conan was holding a pistol and shooting, but after sending instructions to Moss and getting no response, he remembered that he had covered Moss with a cap this morning (putting on the cover kept the computer in sleep mode and unable to wake up).
"You're lying." Conan is very clear about his bottom line: "If Xiaolan is kidnapped, I will try my best to save her, but it will definitely not be by shooting the criminal to death."
Then Conan grinned and said, "And I remember that I am the protagonist of an animation for all ages. If I kill people in the plot, it will teach children bad lessons. How can I continue to be the protagonist?"
"So you ended up in jail for being so lazy." Martin pouted, "The protagonist became... well, the protagonist became me."
"Yeah, I believe it." Conan complained calmly.
After that, I went to the Metropolitan Police Department to take a statement.
In his statement, Martin insisted that he beat Zemu Gongping in order to stop him from eating shit.
In order to slack off, Miwako Sato, who was taking his statement, argued with Martin during the statement: "Even if he really wants to eat shit, he has the right to eat shit, and it won't hurt anyone. Your behavior has violated his right to eat shit freely."
Takagi, who was assisting nearby, looked at Sato Miwako with a shocked expression. He didn't expect that she could repeat that word so calmly.
"But what he wanted to eat was the shit I just pooped." Since Sato Miwako could talk about this topic calmly, Martin was not afraid at all: "Even if I pooped in his toilet, without any prior agreement, the shit belongs to me. His behavior is to rob my shit. My behavior is just a passive counterattack when I was robbed."
"Robbery...what about the robbed shit?"
"Of course I washed it away - I would rather lose it than let it fall into Lao Ba's hands. This is what we call dying in glory rather than living in disgrace."
"six."
……
No matter how much he slacked off, Martin had finished taking the statement. However, Kogoro Mouri and Conan still had three cases from the past few days to take the statements for, so they had to continue taking the statements for other cases. Martin didn't wait for them and went straight home.
When he returned to Dr. Agasa's house, Martin saw Subaru Okiya squatting in the yard, playing the "Mung Eyes Staring" game with Watermelon Jiro.
Today, Subaru Okiya was chatting with Dr. Agasa, and the doctor accidentally mentioned that the edible watermelons thrown by the two watermelon pitchers tasted very sweet. Then Subaru Okiya, under the pretext of watering them, kept staring at the watermelon pitchers and thinking about the question he wanted to know a long time ago: Can the body parts of these plants with eyes be eaten? Is there an animal structure or a plant structure inside?
"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth." Prisoner Martin tiptoed behind Subaru Okiya and suddenly spoke to instruct him. After lowering his voice and turning on the voice changer, the lifelike low and hoarse voice sounded like Subaru Okiya's own voice in his heart: "Anyway, they are not attacking 'me' now, why not try with a kitchen knife?"
However, the African body odor had already drifted into Subaru Okiya's nose. Subaru Okiya calmly turned his head and rolled his eyes: "They will continue to attack me, right?"
(End of this chapter)