Chapter 656 Mysterious Reasoning Email

Fusi swallowed his saliva, an anxious look appeared on his face, and he took something out of his pocket and said, "Okay, now that things have come to this point, are you satisfied? Can you let my son go?"

Seta was stunned: "Son? What do you mean?"

Fauci took out a piece of paper and unfolded it. There were several lines of text on it and a photo of a young man next to it.

"You're the one who sent me the threatening letter and made me do this, right?!"

Seta was even more confused: "What are you talking about? What letter?"

Mao Lilan hurried over, got the threatening letter from Fukushi and started reading it.

It said that if Fossey didn't want anything to happen to his son, he should tie the bomb that was sent with the letter to the floor where the sporting goods counter was located, and then take the remaining bombs to occupy the floor where the sporting goods counter of the Rice Flower Department Store was located. He declared that if the sender did not show up, he would detonate the bomb, and if he satisfied the sender, he would release his son.

Seta quickly argued: "I didn't know about such a letter!"

"Don't be ridiculous!" Fu Xi was so anxious that tears came out. "My son has been missing since last week. Come on, give my son back to me!"

"Huh?" Seta was dumbfounded. She had no idea what letter or son was!

Conan heard every word of the conversation between the three people.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he chuckled and said, "I see, this is your purpose, right?"

"Huh?" The three of them looked at Kogoro Mouri who was sitting over there in surprise.

Conan continued: “Ms. Seta is indeed the one who sent you the red T-shirt repeatedly, and this behavior puts her in a disadvantageous position;

And you forged the letter to create a weak position where you had to do this.”

"What you didn't expect is that Miss Seta has the decisive evidence that you killed her father!"

Fauci was stunned for a moment - how could it be possible, how could there be evidence? No one else saw it at that time?

Seta was also a little confused. Did she have such evidence? How come she didn't know about it?

Conan explained the meaning of the red T-shirt's gesture: "The final sentence is 'I saw you buried'."

Mao Lilan was surprised and said, "So that's what you mean. So you saw him burying the body?"

Fuxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a bluff, and sneered: "It turns out to be a bluff. At that time, no one in Xueda could open their eyes, except me..."

Conan interrupted him for the Nth time: "You mean, even if there are other people, they can't see you burying the body? Unfortunately, there really is such a person."

Fuxi's face suddenly changed: "How is it possible?"

Conan said: "I investigated the accident. After the avalanche stopped, the rescue team found a survivor in a cabin in the mountains. He was a beginner climber. That person was you, right?"

Fushi was stunned for a moment: "So what?"

Conan's lips curled up slightly: "That's easy. As a beginner, it's impossible for you to brave the wind and snow to bury the body far away from the cabin."

Fushi's body trembled, and he realized something.

"That is to say, as long as the police go to the vicinity of that cabin to investigate, they can find Mr. Maruoka who was killed and buried by you 13 years ago!"

Fushi's face suddenly turned extremely pale.

"You thought there were no witnesses, but in fact there was one. It was you, the murderer!"

Fuxi's pupils suddenly shrank, his body trembled violently, he staggered back a few steps, and finally fell to the ground weakly, wailing and crying.

Fukushi wanted his son to attend a prestigious school, so he embezzled public funds to pay for the high tuition. To this end, he even killed his former boss, Seta's father, and framed him for the crime of corruption.

However, he didn't expect that his son would run away from home because he couldn't stand the pressure brought by his expectations.

Fauci was hit hard by this and had a mental breakdown due to the torture of the red T-shirt, so he came up with this idea.

The bombs tied to his body and in the paper bag were all fake, otherwise he would not have dared to take the crowded elevator to come here.

Seta had guessed this early on. After all, how could someone who did such a thing dare to use a real bomb? She was the one who called the mobile team and the police downstairs.

She looked at Maori Kogoro with some admiration: "But Maori-san is really amazing. He can know that 12:28 represents the snow mountain accident on December 12th with just such a small clue..."

Conan, who had just finished solving the case and was stretching, was about to explain when he heard Maori Kogoro say, "Semaphore is a language used on the sea or in the mountains where sound is difficult to convey..."

He slowly and firmly explained the reasoning that Yuya and Conan had previously discussed.

Conan looked over in surprise. It turned out that the uncle had seen through the truth? Then why did he waste his energy on reasoning for so long? Wouldn't it be better to just let the uncle do it himself? His mouth was dry from talking so much.

But Maori Kogoro saw Conan's surprised look and said with empty eyes: "It's written here. I just received an email from someone I don't know, and it says these things..."

"Let me have a look!" Conan borrowed the phone and read it quickly. The content written on it was exactly what Kogoro Mouri had just said, and it was almost exactly the same as his and Yuya's reasoning.

However, it did not mention that Miss Seta was the daughter of Maruoka Daisaku, and that she changed her surname to Seta after getting married.

Who sent the email? That person must have been on this floor just now, otherwise it would be impossible to make such a detailed inference.

Mao Lilan took the phone and said, "Although my father has solved the incident..." She winked at Conan imperceptibly, and the latter smiled awkwardly.

"However, the other party meant well, so I should still email him back to express my gratitude."

Having said that, he typed a thank you for your reasoning and clicked send.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Suddenly, someone's cell phone rang in the crowd.

Conan and Mao Lilan looked over subconsciously and found that it was an ordinary-looking passerby.

Mao Lilan trotted over and asked with a smile: "Hello, did you just receive a thank you email?"

The passerby opened the email, read it, nodded, and said, "Yes."

Mao Lilan happily showed the other party the screen of her mobile phone: "Did you send these inferences to my father?"

The passerby glanced at the email and shook his head in confusion: "No, I have never sent such an email..."

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Oh, by the way, I accidentally lost my phone just now. Maybe it was sent by the person who helped me pick up the phone?"

He recalled: "It was a man wearing a black hat and with burn marks on the right side of his face."

"What?!" Conan was shocked and asked quickly, "Where did that person go?"

A passerby looked aside and said, "I saw him walking towards the escalator. He should have gone downstairs, right?"

Conan's heart sank. Without having time to explain to Mouri Ran, he quickly ran towards the escalator.

While running, he called Yuya: "Hello, where are you now?"

"Ah? I'm downstairs." Youya replied.

"Did you see that man coming down the stairs? The man with the burn on the right side of his face."

Yuya paused before answering, "No, I was always on this side of the stairs and didn't see anyone like that coming down."

"Stairs? You were on the stairs! That person took the escalator!" Conan shouted anxiously.

"···I'll be there right away." The call was hung up.

Conan went down the escalator, and just when he was about to reach the last floor, someone suddenly held his shoulder.

"What happened? Why are you so flustered?"