Afterwards, Kogoro Mouri asked about what happened 30 years ago, and Takahei Mikumoto, halftime, but he didn't expect that the answers of these two people were almost exactly the same.

In the corridor, when he heard Kogoro Mori's complaints with an upset look on his face, Ran Maori touched his forehead, "That's certainly, because Miss Zhuangdo described the situation in detail in the TV interview before."

"Is there such a thing?" Kogoro Mouri's eyes widened.

"She said the date of the accident, what kind of vehicle was the one that caused the accident, and the name of the hospital she was in at that time," said Ran Maori.

"No wonder the answers of these two people are exactly the same. I can't tell the difference at all." Kogoro Mouri felt like he was being fooled.

Conan, who had been staring secretly outside the window, looked at Conan, then grabbed Chen Xing's arm and walked out, "Come with me."

Of course, Chen Xing knew who was outside the manor at this time, but he was happy to see Conan's nervous look, so he didn't say it out loud.

"Hey, where are you two going?" asked Kogoro Mouri.

As soon as he finished speaking, Conan suddenly turned around and pulled his sleeve, "Uncle, come too!"

Kogoro Mouri was pulled and staggered, thinking that this little devil was so powerful.

After jogging out of the villa, Conan pushed open the iron gate of the manor and shouted loudly at the figures hiding under the wall.

The two of them were so scared that they almost sat on the ground. The thin moonlight and light shone out the slightly panicked appearance of the two of them.

"Officer Takagi, Officer Chiba?" Conan was stunned.

Opposite, Takagi Shiro smiled embarrassedly, and Officer Chiba next to him patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing here sneakily?" Maori Kogoro said suspiciously.

Without waiting for Takagi to answer, Officer Meguri walked out of the shadow of the street with his hands in his pockets, "I am following the prison and monitoring the suspects of a case fifteen years ago."

"Fifteen years ago?" Kogoro Mouri was obviously shocked.

Chen Xingyu glanced behind him, and a tall figure walked slowly, "Did you forget that Maori, the case committed by the suspect who left scars on my face."

"Matsumoto Police!" Kogoro Mori said in shock.

The person who came was Matsumoto Kiyonaga who had dealt with him not long ago. Officer Meguri said after hearing this: "Fifteen years ago, Brother Maori had just become a policeman. I'm afraid that case..."

"That's it." Matsumoto Kiyonaga nodded.

"But, police chief, when I entered the police station to perform official duties, this injury seemed to be on your face?" Kogoro Mouri hesitated.

"Yes, this will be pushed forward for another five years." Matsumoto Kiyonaga pointed at the scar on his left eye, "It was the scar left by the same suspect on my face."

"That is, twenty years ago?"

"I forced the suspect to the dock alone, first snatched the knife that the guy had cut, and then gave him a backhanded blow." Matsumoto Kiyonaga said lightly: "A cut off a word on that guy."

"Cut down one word?" Conan couldn't hide his surprise, and at the same time there was a guess.

Kogoro Maori obviously thought, "So, can you say..."

Kiyonaga Matsumoto nodded, "Yes, I read the news about the young lady in this house a few days ago and thought that the guy would use the scar to cheat the money, so he came to the prison."

"So, was the chest or back that slashed?" Kogoro Mouri asked quickly.

"I really can't remember this, but I'm very sure I'm right." said Kiyonaga Matsumoto.

Conan couldn't help but feel ashamed: Zhuangtang Wutao forgot, and you forgot too.

Officer Megura explained to his boss very considerately: "This is because the police officer was injured in his left eye at that time, so his vision became very blurred."

"However, I'm sure I'm here right." Matsumoto Kiyonaga looked up at the direction of the villa, and said in a deep tone: "It started to hurt slightly. The injury on my left eye told me that the murderer was in this house."

Chen Xing became a little curious too.

...

"What? The serial murderer who committed the crime fifteen years ago is in this house?"

After listening to Maori Kogoro's deep words, Maori Ran exploded and said in a little horror.

Kogoro Mouri quickly 'shush' and comforted him: "Don't panic, it's just that there is this possibility."

Ran Maori asked: "So Conan just said that it seems that someone has been watching here all the time. Is that just..."

"Well, it's the police officers who are following the prison." Conan said: "The suspect seems to be the object that Police Chief Matsumoto has been pursuing, and I heard that the murderer left scars on his face."

Kogoro Maori said: "But the Matsumoto Police Chief also snatched that guy's knife at that time and slashed him with his backhand, leaving a very long scar."

Conan added: "That is to say, the serial murderer also seemed to have knife marks extending from one armpit to the other."

"But why do murderers also stay in this house?" asked Ran Mori.

"Of course it was for the 100 million yuan round lottery ticket that Miss Zhuangdo won the prize." Kogoro Mori said despicable: "Using the scars left by Matsumoto Police Chief on his body, it is possible that Mr. Kumamoto and Mr. Half of the Day, one of them was the teenager in Miss Zhuangdo's memory, and the other one was the prisoner in a serial murder case. "

"So, where was the injury on the murderer?" Maori Ran said curiously.

"About this, the police chief Matsumoto said he doesn't remember the knife he cut after his eye injury." Kogoro Mouri also felt a little regretful.

"Is there any other clue besides scars? For example, the murder weapon." Ran Mori asked.

Kogoro Mori shook his head and said, "I heard that the murderer was wearing gloves, so his fingerprints could not be detected from the knife he snatched from his hand. Moreover, the knife was used for continuous murder, and it was stained with the blood of several victims one after another, so it seemed that he could not identify the blood of the murderer alone."

"Don't you know what he looks like?"

"Yes, long hair and hat, and bearded, obviously dressed up in disguise."

"Anyway, isn't it impossible to tell me?" Ran Maori couldn't help frowning.

"Whistle." Chen Xing said.

"Eh?" Ran Maori was puzzled.

Chen Xing said: "The murderer always whistles a certain song, so Police Chief Matsumoto commissioned us to explore what songs the two people would play."

"What kind of song is that?" asked Ran Mori.

Kogoro Mouri curled his lips, "I don't know, he said that if we knew which song it was first, we would have preconceived ideas when testing it, and it might reveal what the police have investigated here, so he didn't tell me."

"But since there are such dangerous people in the house, there is really no need to bring Conan back here, right?" Maori Ran blamed.

"I asked my uncle and Chenxing to stay." Conan smiled, "Because if I suddenly disappeared, the murderer might find it strange, and he might notice whether the police officers outside were right."
Chapter completed!