Guoi Nagaki was indeed the real murderer who killed Hiroto Doji, and he did imitate the other party. In other words, it is true that the serial murderer was Hiroto Doji.

As for the motives of Hirado Doji to kill the three people who were card friends with him at that time, it also sounds quite ironic.

"It is because when playing mahjong, the topic of "complete crime" was discussed. For example, "Can you secretly take his gun away without being noticed by the patrol officer?" Several people had different opinions. And Mr. Pingdong decided to put it into effect and prove that it is indeed possible to do a complete crime."

The next day, in the coffee shop.

Chen Xing was reading the newspaper, sitting next to Kogoro Mori was eating cakes reservedly, opposite him was Ran Mori with his chin holding his eyes and looking at listening, Conan, who was biting a straw, drinking milk tea and talking.

"However, Mr. Pingdong thought he would be appreciated, but he didn't expect that Mr. Fangchuan and Mr. Mai Tian accused him and said that he would not play mahjong with the criminals again in the future. Therefore, he was worried that the matter would be exposed and affect his future, so he killed the two people.

Then Mr. Guojing, who joked that he wanted him to commit a complete crime, was also threatened to be the same crime, so he fell silent. But five years later, Mr. Guojing suddenly suggested that the two of them surrender, but he was killed by Mr. Pingdong to silence him."

These were all told by Conan when he went to the police station to take a record. Now he was reposting them to several people. In fact, it was to understand Ran Mori's doubts, because she had always cared about it.

As for the case, Kogoro Mouri, who was completely out of the matter, was not very interested after hearing it because he did not solve the case and there was no bonus to receive.

"Where is that whistle-blowing song?" asked Ran Mori.

"The composer expressed his wish to "wish you always keep this moment" in that song, and Mr. Hirado hopes that the four people who gather together every Saturday night for two years will be the same in the future and the reasoning will continue, so he likes to play this song." Conan said: "That's what Police Chief Matsumoto said."

"So that's how it is." Ran Mori nodded slightly.

This case that troubled the police and made Police Chief Matsumoto pursue for twenty years ended in Conan's peaceful narration.

And after listening, Anmuro, who had been quietly mopping the floor not far away, he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

"It's so good." Suddenly, someone said with emotion in the seat next to him.

"Officer Nakamori?" Ran Maori said in surprise.

The man was wearing a suit, with a capable hairstyle, and a mustache similar to Kogoro Mouri. He was holding a cup of coffee at this time, with a slightly sighing expression. It was the model worker next door, Officer Nakamori.

"I really envy you guys who always win battles. But every time I can't catch that cunning and hateful thief. I feel like a mute who eats coptis all day long and can't say what I have to do." He stared at coffee and gritted his teeth, as if he could see one of the white figures lingering in his mind.

"It will get better in the future." Ran Maori didn't know how to comfort him.

Officer Nakamori shook his head and blew the hot air. He sipped into his throat with a mouthful of hot coffee. Then he exclaimed in pain and jumped up on the spot with his tongue.

"Are you okay?" The waitress Azusa Hiromoto hurried over, "Sorry, is the coffee too hot?"

"No, it's okay." Officer Nakamori sighed quietly and sat down. "For someone like me who has a cold heart, this temperature is just right."

Chen Xing touched his forehead and couldn't help but wonder how much stimulating that guy Kuaidou brought to the other party, which made him philosophical.

After all, in my impression, Officer Nakamori is quite lively, but now he is too deep, like those young men who are sad and look up at the sky at 45° angle and still have a sad curve on their lips.

When Kogoro Mori next to him heard Xiao Wang's words, he curled his lips and stopped watching, and focused on eating the cake.

"Why are you feeling cold?" Conan asked.

"It's because that guy Kidd hasn't heard of this time that I'm not even motivated." Officer Nakamori shrugged, his tone a little bit lonely.

When Kogoro Mouri heard this, he looked over and saw that there were still many cake residues on the corner of his mouth, "Didn't you read the newspaper?"

"Newspaper?" Officer Nakamori was stunned, and from the expression of the mustache opposite, he felt something was wrong.

"And it has also been published in the entire page," said Ran Mori.

"!" Officer Nakamori suddenly stood up.

Chenyuichi-chan newspaper, "The Challenge Book from the Strange Thieves Kid to His Angry Suzuki Jiroki."

"Ah!!" Officer Nakamori went crazy.

...

"What the hell is going on? Can you explain it, Suzuki Consultant?"

"Yes, what's going on? Can you say more details?"

"What will Kidd come to steal this time?"

In the Suzuki Mansion, a group of reporters surrounded Suzuki Jiroki on the steps three times inside and three times inside, and the spear and cannon almost hit him in the face.

Jiroki Suzuki hummed a nasal voice, "Who knows."

"What?" The reporter at the front was stunned, "Who knows?"

"This is what the preview letter is written." Suzuki Jiroki said lightly: "Please be mentally prepared, Suzuki Consultant, don't struggle fearlessly anymore, just like a baby at the mercy of others. When the moon is swallowed by the night, I will appear in your great vault of family history. Please wait for my arrival.--The thief Kid."

"Big Vault? Could it be..."

"That's right, it is said that the legendary master Misu Yoshiemon, Misui, created a large vault that no one could capture before his death, which was created by the famous Makumoto master, which was not captured by anyone." Jiroki Suzuki said, taking out a white hard card from his arms, "This is the content of the trailer."

"Well!" A group of reporters quickly took photos, and even in broad daylight, the flash lights flashed.

"However, the kid seems to be more interested in the vault itself than the things in the vault." Suzuki Jiroki said: "But so far, the iron walls that have caused all the famous thieves who sneaked into our family to return in vain. I will wait and see if that kid Kid can open this iron raccoon gate."

Just as he was thinking of showing a confident and powerful smile, there was a figure in front of him, and the other party snatched the trailer from him.

"What can I wait and see? After receiving such a preview letter, the news media actually posted it first and asked us policemen to put their faces on it!" Officer Nakamori roared.

Jiroki Suzuki wiped the saliva from his smooth forehead in disgust, and wanted to say calmly to this guy: Your expression in front of so many reporters now seems to make the policeman's face have nowhere to be displayed.

"It's Officer Nakamori from the Metropolitan Police Department!"

"How do you plan to deal with Kidd, this time? Are there any countermeasures?"

"Officer Nakamori, please say something!"

The reporters were excited when they saw the man in front of them turning back stiffly and slashing over with a stern face.

The reporters at the forefront subconsciously took a few steps back.

"How could I know." Officer Nakamori said the most depressing words with his coldest face, "I just learned about this."

Jiroki Suzuki whispered: "You can take a look at the paintings left by that kid on the trailer first."
Chapter completed!