Chapter 246 Art Museum Murder Case

Chapter 246 Art Museum Murder Case

Chapter 246 Art Museum Murder Case (1)

"No, I just think that old man is a little strange."

"What's weird?"

Kudo Shinichi looked at Director Luo He again, and didn't find anything strange about the old man.

"Can't tell."

"Xiao Tong, Conan, let's go~~"

"Oh, here I come."

There's something wrong with that Luo He.

Following behind Mao Lilan, Li Zhongren seemed to be looking at the paintings, but in fact he was recalling what had just happened. He sensed some strange power, or energy, from Luo He.

Now, the world he lives in is very strange.

It was strange that the power he shared with him could not be used in a simple and direct way.

Normally, he shared the blood of the sacred tree. Such a high-level blood of the sacred tree was enough to make him a little superman, able to jump several meters high. But in fact, he was still an ordinary person, but he possessed extremely strong vitality, and this vitality also gave him very keen perception.

How do you describe this feeling?
It was as if this world had its own ideas, and the power you possessed seemed to work only in a certain way. And because he had been in a vegetative state for too long, he activated the vitality.
Of course, this is not important for now.

The important thing is that Luo He should kill the boss Manaka just like in the original book.

In fact, the original work is extremely unscientific.

An old man in his seventies, wearing armor, lifted a fat man weighing more than 170 kilograms with one hand.

What kind of superhuman physique is this?
Earlier, there was the roller coaster murder incident.
The gymnast girlfriend who performed various difficult movements on the high-speed flying car.
Obviously, after he came into this world, these unscientific things were turned into science.

Like this old man, the reason why he can do all this is because of the special energy that is now possessed in him.
However, when Kudo Shinichi asked him just now, he didn't say anything.

After all, he is not the kind of person who meddles in other people's affairs. He has no relationship with Zhenzhong at all, so why should he help him?

Moreover, just now, he heard clearly there that the reason why the previous boss sold this place to him was because Zhenzhong said that he would continue to run the art museum. In fact, he was lying. Well, since it was a cause and effect with Luo He, he couldn't blame anyone else.

Of course, there is another point, that is, he is not very clear about how the government of this world views people with special abilities like them. Especially here, because his abilities are too unique, there is a possibility that he will be captured for experiments.

Therefore, before you have enough self-protection ability, you should keep a low profile.
'Blood smell'

The Medieval Art Museum is very large, and everyone followed Mao Lilan around for a long circle. Two hours passed, and it was already dusk. Finally, they came to the Hell Hall. However, even from far outside the door, his keen senses could already smell the smell of blood.

"uncle."

"What's wrong, Hitomi?"

Kogoro Mori looked dejected. After all, he was a middle-aged man and had no interest in this place, but he didn't want to spoil his daughter's fun.

"My senses have been sharp since I woke up, and I smell blood."

"The smell of blood?"

Kogoro Mouri narrowed his eyes slightly and took a few deep breaths. Sure enough, he noticed a faint smell of blood. However, he was a little old and was a heavy smoker, so he naturally did not notice it.

"You guys wait here, I'll go take a look."

As he spoke, Maori Kogoro tightened his clothes and walked cautiously towards the Hell Hall.
"I'll go take a look too!"

As expected, Kudo Shinichi couldn't control his curiosity and followed him. He ran in, and Mao Lilan couldn't help but follow him in, and she didn't forget to pull Li Zhongren with her.
"what!!"

In the Hell Hall.

A knight's long sword pierced through Boss Manaka's chest and he was nailed directly to the wall.

Blood was everywhere, on the walls, on the ceiling, but mostly on the ground, where a large pool of blood flowed.
It was Xiaolan who screamed.

"Didn't I tell you not to come in? Okay, don't come in and don't disrupt the scene."

Kogoro Mouri looked helpless. While speaking, he took out his cell phone and dialed the police station.

"Moshimoshi, I'm calling the police. Something happened at the Beika Town Medieval Art Museum."

"Xiaotong."

"What's wrong, Conan?"

"You just said that there was something wrong with the old curator. What was wrong with him?"

While waiting for the police to arrive, Kogoro Mouri stopped others from entering at the gate of Hell House. Sitting on a chair against the wall, Shinichi Kouten was thinking about who might be the murderer, and then he thought of Li Zhongren's words.

He said that after he woke up, his senses became unusually sharp.

Just like just now, when they had just arrived at the corridor entrance of the Hell Hall and were still at least twenty meters away from the main entrance, he could smell the blood, which was evidence.

So, he was very curious. Earlier, he said that there was something wrong with the old director. What was wrong?

The detective's intuition told him that this might be a breakthrough. After all, as a detective, you have to make bold assumptions and verify them carefully.

"that is."

Li Zhongren can still trust Kudo Shinichi, not because of anything else, but because he himself is the biggest secret and he doesn't want to be exposed in front of others. Even though he knows that he is special, he dare not betray himself.

"I can see a shadow behind him."

"shadow??"

Kudo Shinichi felt his scalp tingling.

"What..shadow?"

"Like. Like a.. knight in armor."

"is that a lie."

Kudo Shinichi has a super strong memory, which is his basic ability as a detective. Therefore, although he only took a look at the entrance of Hell House just now, he can still clearly recall everything in the entire Hell House.

For example, the placement of objects, or the posture of the deceased.

It was exactly the same as the painting hanging in the Hell Pavilion, which showed a knight killing a demon.

It was obvious that the deceased was imitating the killing in the painting, and he himself was the "knight". If what Xiaotong saw was true, then it proved one thing, that the old man was the murderer. Moreover, the shadow also explained very well why the deceased could be nailed to the wall. This action was not something that ordinary people could do.

However, this also shows another thing. Is it possible that ghosts really exist in this world?

Kudo Shinichi couldn't help but fall into deep thought. If it were before, he would not be able to accept it no matter what. However, if he could become a child, then what else could not happen in this world?

About twenty minutes later, the police arrived, set up the cordon, checked the scene, and investigated the personnel, all in one go. As the curator, Luo He also actively cooperated with the police.

Including, but not limited to, calling everyone to the hall and providing everyone's information. Of course, the most important thing is the surveillance video. There are not many cameras in the art gallery. There used to be, but they were all removed by Shinaka recently. Only the most important exhibition hall has them.

And there happened to be a camera in the Hell Pavilion
"So, it's twenty-four-hour video?"

"Yes, Inspector Megure."

Luo He nodded.

"However, this monitor has had some problems recently. It will malfunction from time to time, and the picture will show snow, but it will soon become fine again. I suggested replacing it, but Mr. Manaka refused."

"Anyway, let's take a look at the picture first."

Inspector Megure brought his people to the monitoring room, and as expected, the screen froze for a while before the crime happened, and then Manaka was seen coming here alone, as if he was waiting for someone. At this moment, the knight standing behind Manaka suddenly swung out with a sword, injuring Manaka's shoulder, but he himself seemed to rush out of the screen because of too much force.

Shinaka was angry and wanted to say something, then he found the banknote on the table. He suddenly picked up the banknote and wrote something, but at this time, the knight had rushed back.

A big hand grabbed his throat, and the other hand raised a long sword, pinning him to the wall.
Finally, the knight stood there with his head held high. This scene was exactly the same as the picture on the upper right side of the monitor.
"So it seems that the note in the corpse's hand was written by the deceased himself."

The note was found during the autopsy, but Megure didn't say anything at that time. After all, such a thing couldn't be used as evidence because it was too easy to perjure someone with the note. Now, the surveillance video can prove that the note has not been touched since the death of the deceased.
"So, Mr. Kubota, can you explain?"

Inspector Megure took out the evidence bag.

"Why is your name written on the piece of paper that Boss Manaka is holding?"

"Ah? Me? I can't come."

Kubota, the person who was scolded by the old curator earlier, looked confused.
“As expected, that’s how it is.”

Because of the clue, Kudo Shinichi was looking at everything from a higher perspective. Naturally, he saw things that he might have overlooked. From the point of view of reasoning, the murderer must be Director Luo He.

"It's just that there is a piece of evidence missing."

"report!"

"Captain Megure, we've found the murder weapon, that blood-stained armor!"

"Where did you find it?"

"It's Kubota's room."

"What? No, it's not me!!"

"But, Sheriff, we checked the inside of the armor and found no traces of sweat, hair, or other skin tissue. The person wearing the armor must have carefully wrapped a layer of barrier around his body."

"Then, Mr. Kubota, please come with us first."

"Hey! Inspector Megure."

"Little boy, what can I do for you?"

"That Pen"

Kudo Shinichi pointed to the pen among a pile of evidence, which had also been found at the scene of Hell Hall.

"What happened to this pen?"

"It's so strange. In the picture, he finished writing and threw the pen away. However, this pen is a very sturdy metal rotating pen. The tip of the pen can't retract after a single fall. Even if you are lucky enough to hit the tip of the pen and it retracts, then with such a heavy impact, the tip of the pen should be broken."

"Eh?"

After hearing Kudo Shinichi's reminder, Inspector Megure also discovered the blind spot.

He quickly put on his gloves and took out the pen, turned it, and wrote another line of words, just as good as before.
Therefore, there is only one conclusion: someone replaced the pen on the spot.
Moreover, he looked at the note carefully again. There were some scratches on the note. Although they were covered by the wrinkles of the paper, some scratches could still be seen.
"Director Luo He."

Inspector Megure looked at Luo He.

"If I remember correctly, you just said that this kind of pen is a souvenir from the art museum, and everyone has one, right?"

"Yes."

"Then, the evidence in our police hands can confirm that this pen has been replaced, and after the incident, no one at the scene left, so please take out your pens. We want to check who has the problem with the pen."

"Hey"

Suddenly, Luo He sighed.

"Don't check, it's me"

"You old thing, you actually framed me!!"

Hearing this, Kubota looked at the old curator angrily.

"So what if I framed you?"

Since Luo He has already admitted it, it seems that it doesn't matter.

"You secretly resold the collections in the exhibition hall and replaced them with fakes. You didn't think I couldn't see it, did you?"

"you you."

"I started working here when I was 30 and have worked here for 40 years. I really don't want it to go bankrupt. But, this bastard, since he gave me hope, why do you want to deprive him of it? Why?!"

Luo He roared so loudly that the glass in the entire art gallery began to vibrate.

However, as always, Li Zhongren found that the people at the scene seemed to be used to it, as if no matter what kind of miracles the human body could happen in this world, it was nothing surprising.

However, among the police, there were several who did not retreat but took a step forward. Moreover, from his perception, there seemed to be some special aura about these people.
"A member of the special unit from Japan?"

Moreover, Li Zhongren felt that one of the people looked familiar, as if it was Sato Miwako. After all, the difference between cartoons and real people is still too big. But think about it, in the original work, Sato Miwako is like a super police officer, possessing extraordinary abilities, which makes sense.
"Xiaotong, come here"

Not far away, Maori Kogoro called his nephew and motioned him to hide behind him. As a former ace policeman, he knew the inside story. There were people in the police force who were responsible for handling these superhuman incidents. Obviously, Luo He seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
"Xiao Tong."

Originally, Luo He didn't focus his attention on Li Zhongren, but after Maori Kogoro said this, he looked over instead.

It didn't matter that he just glanced at it, a kind of desire actually appeared in his eyes.

A desire to devour Mao Li Tong.
(End of this chapter)