The famous criminal in the world of Conan

Chapter 299: Fake Death? Real Death!

half an hour later

Bai Masong looked at the bomb in front of him and calmly pressed the stop button.

Then, he said to the other end of the phone,

"This one in the south is done."

"We've got ours done, too."

The voice of Ikumi Gunda came out from it.

Sato Miwako was also there, she hung up the phone and said to Bai Masong,

"We've also settled things with Mr. Koshimizu and Mr. Mogi."

"Dad is fine too."

Xiaolan also turned around and said.

"Um,"

Bai Masong nodded, a sneer on his face.

"I guess Ms. Qianjian has completed her plan by now."

Conan also smiled. Their action would only officially begin after Chikan Kyouyo completed her self-righteous plan.

at this time......

"boom!"

A huge roar came from the first floor of the annex.

"This, this is?"

Miwako Sato asked in surprise.

"It looks like it's starting."

Bai Masong said lightly,

"Come on, let's go to the bathroom on the first floor. We still have to finish the show."

.................

Soon, in the bathroom on the first floor.

The four groups of people who had originally separated have gathered together again.

They looked quietly at the burning bathroom in front of them, with no expression on their faces.

"It seems that Sister Qianjian's plan has been completed."

Haruki Mogi took out a cigarette, lit it quickly, took a deep puff, slowly exhaled the smoke, and said.

"Well, her plan is really good."

Ikumi Hanada crossed her arms and smiled.

"If we hadn't been sure she was the murderer at the beginning, she really took into account the reaction of a normal person here."

Bai Ma Tan also started to praise.

"But it's a pity,"

Koshimizu Nanatsuki looked relaxed. Now that Chikan Kyouyo was no longer here, there was no need for her to perform anything.

"She never expected that Bai Ma had seen through her tactics from the very beginning, and was able to quickly identify the murderer."

"It's not necessarily that she can't think of it, but people often tend to think in a way that is beneficial to themselves."

Mogi Harushi looked at the raging fire in the bathroom in front of him, his tone somewhat melancholy.

"Sister Qianjian, you are also confused by the situation."

Although he and Qianjian Jiangdai are not very familiar with each other, they have known each other for many years.

Looking at the armchair detective who was once highly respected and famous in the detective world, but now has fallen to such a state, Haruki Mogi really doesn't know what to say.

"By the way, do we really not need to watch over Ms. Qianjian? Will she really not run away?"

Kogoro Maori asked in confusion.

"unnecessary,"

Bai Ma Song shook his head and looked at Conan.

Conan also laughed at this time, then took out his glasses and handed them to everyone.

"This is the tracking radar that Professor Agasa made for our Junior Detective Team."

"Oh?"

Gunda Ikumi took it with great interest and examined it carefully.

“It’s really well made.”

"In other words, you installed a tracker on Qianjian Jiangdai? When did you install it?"

"It is indeed installed. Don't worry about it when it is installed."

Bai Masong said lightly,

"Give me the glasses, and let's see where she is now."

Qingtian Yumei didn't ask any more questions and handed the glasses to Bai Masong again.

Bai Masong skillfully turned on the tracking radar mode in his glasses.

But, a moment later...

Bai Masong looked at the raging fire in front of him with an incredible look in his eyes.

"White Horse, what's wrong?"

Mogi Harufumi immediately noticed that something was wrong with Hakuba Matsu and asked quickly.

When everyone heard the sound, they immediately looked towards Baimasong. At the same time, a bad guess emerged in their minds.

"Put out the fire first."

Bai Masong said in a deep voice.

His very serious tone made everyone's speculation even stronger.

No one said much, and immediately ran to the utility room and took out the fire extinguisher.

Fortunately, everyone had walked around the Dusk Annex before and knew where the fire extinguishers were.

Soon, the fire in the bathroom was extinguished.

Once upon a time, the bathroom in this dusk villa, which was more luxurious than other people’s living rooms, was now in ruins.

There were traces of burnt smoke everywhere.

At this time, at the entrance of the bathroom, there was a severely burned body lying. However, judging from some of her outlines and features, this body looked very similar to Chikan Jyoujiro!

The moment they saw the corpse, everyone's eyes widened at the same time.

"Guntian!"

Bai Basong shouted at Qiang Tian Yumei.

Qiangtian Yumi quickly understood, took out a white glove from her pocket, walked forward, and opened the mouth of the half-burned corpse.

This body should have been there no more than twenty minutes from the time they heard the explosion until now.

Although there were some burns, it was not serious. That's why Bai Masong and others were able to see that the corpse looked similar to Qianjian Jiangdai.

At this time, Ikumi Qiangtian checked the teeth to determine the age.

After a moment, Qiangtian Yumei nodded with a grim expression.

"That's right."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed.

The atmosphere, which had been quite relaxed, had now become extremely serious.

"Ms. Qianjian, she..."

Kogoro Mouri pointed at the corpse in front of him and his eyes widened.

"Ah."

Qiangtian Yumei nodded, her voice a little low,

"The age shown by the teeth should be that of an old man in his sixties or seventies. Plus, the body shape matches that of Ms. Qianjian, so there should be no mistake."

"But isn't Chikan no Kyoudai the murderer? Who else could possibly come to kill her?"

Maori Kogoro was even more puzzled, his eyes were full of confusion.

"Or is she not the murderer?"

"probably not."

Mogi Harufu shook his head, threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground, and stomped it out.

"There's nothing wrong with that method. But there must be something wrong with the fact that Elder Sister Qianjian took that coin."

"Besides, she was definitely not dead at that time."

"Um,"

Bai Masong responded casually, his eyes narrowed, and he was still recalling the scene at that time in his mind.

"Ms. Qianjian must have been alive when we left. Although she used human blood and a lot of props, and pretended to be very similar, it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye without an autopsy."

"But I can feel her faint breathing."

"So, there is only one possibility..."