The famous criminal in the world of Conan

Chapter 228: Truck Case Ended

"I, I was so anxious at the time that I didn't have time to respond!"

"What proof do you have that I wasn't in the bathroom?!"

What Ohara Kazuo said in a desperate situation was really beyond Bai Masong's imagination.

Too hasty, what is too hasty?

Did I pull it too quickly?

This guy can think of anything to survive and escape punishment.

"evidence?"

Bai Masong smiled coldly.

"You want evidence? I'll give it to you."

"Mr. Kazuo Ohara, are you injured in your finger?"

Ah!

Kazuo Ohara was shocked. How did this policeman find out that he was injured?

I haven't shown it in front of him yet!

hateful!

"Yes, yes,"

There is no way to hide this matter, I can only admit it.

"Yes, but,"

Kazuo Ohara started making up stories again.

"I got this wound before!"

"It has nothing to do with this case?"

"Oh, is it so?"

Bai Ma Song smiled.

"Then, the bloodstain on the windowsill of the coffee shop bathroom has nothing to do with this case?"

Hearing this, Kazuo Ohara was shocked again.

The windowsill in the café bathroom?

Did I leave any bloodstains at that time?

No, that's not possible.

Is this policeman trying to cheat me?

Ohara Kazuo forced a smile.

"I, I don't know what you are talking about, officer."

do not know?

Haha, it doesn’t matter if you don’t know.

Bai Masong thought to himself, Anyway, I will let you know.

"Forget it. I don't want to argue with you about this issue."

Bai Masong said nonchalantly,

"Mr. Kazuo Ohara, let's talk about how you committed the crime."

Ohara Kazuo was very dissatisfied with Bai Masong's behavior of jumping to conclusions directly.

Damn cop!

With this attitude, does it mean that they have already identified me?

Damn it!

Where is the rigor of you police officers?

Where is your spirit of not judging and not condemning?

Kazuo Ohara kept cursing in his heart, but Bai Masong didn't know.

He knows, but he doesn't care.

I only heard his cold voice, and continued to speak,

"First of all, Mr. Kazuo Ohara, you have already thought of this plan a long time ago."

“The root of the plan lies in the unique geographical location and topography here.”

"I heard that your company is on this street, so you have enough time to observe this place every day."

"Through your observations, you have discovered several unique features here."

"The first is that you notice this courier comes to this street almost every day to deliver packages. He always parks at the top of the slope and never locks his car or closes the windows."

"The second point is that there is a cafe at the bottom of the slope, and a certain part of the cafe is facing the downhill road."

"Combining these two points, you came up with a method that you thought was very ingenious."

"The trick is to make the delivery guy's delivery truck slide down the slope, and then create the illusion that he didn't pull the handbrake, so as to create an accident and get away with it!"

When Bai Masong said this, Ohara Kazuo's face had become very ugly.

Yes, this was his mental journey, but he did not expect that Bai Masong could analyze all aspects of his psychology in one go.

The courier boy glared at Kazuo Ohara.

This old guy actually used him like this. If the police officer didn't know right from wrong, he would have been held responsible this time!

Not only would he have to pay compensation from the company and the deceased, but he would also lose his job.

Bai Masong continued,

"Of course, Mr. Kazuo Ohara, you may also feel that it is not safe, so you parked your car at the top of the slope, so that this guy can only park his car near the top of the slope."

"Then, bring Mr. Toru Aida, whom you want to kill, to this cafe."

"Anyway, no matter what method you used, you eventually made him sit in the position you had already reserved for him, a position that was destined to lead to his death."

"Of course, these are not enough."

"Because if you were not in the cafe but outside on the street when the car slid down the slope, it would be too suspicious."

"This obviously doesn't fit your idea of ​​getting away with it."

"So, you made a little mechanism."

"You used something like a wooden wedge to jam the front wheel of the delivery truck."

"Then, use a fishing line or a piano line, with a wooden wedge connected to one end and another object connected to the other end. As long as this object is activated at a specific location, you can achieve your goal of killing people."

"In the end, you just need to calculate the time and leave your seat at the approximate time."

Bai Masong's words almost completely broke down Kazuo Ohara's psychological defenses.

However, he still had a glimmer of hope.

What if?

What if Bai Masong just doesn’t know what this thing is, or his reasoning is wrong?

You can't just give yourself away!

Maybe this note is...

However, just when Ohara Kazuo was feeling hopeful, Bai Masong coldly said that thing -

“That’s the bus.”

the bus?!

Everyone was stunned as to how the bus was built.

Only a few people like Inspector Megure who know the specialness of this platform can understand it.

On the other hand, Kazuo Ohara has completely collapsed.

"The last thing you'll use is the bus. This is the starting point for this bus, so it will stop for ten minutes."

"During these ten minutes, you can come here, connect the thread, and then go back to the cafe."

"After that, all you have to do is look at your watch, calculate the time for the bus to start, and then leave your seat, and you can quietly watch Toru Aida fall under the wheels."

"But you never imagined that your hand would be... "

Bai Masong's cold words pierced Ohara Kazuo's heart again and again. He finally couldn't help but shout,

"Stop talking, stop talking."

"It's me, it's all my fault!"

"It was me who designed the car to hit and kill Toru Aida, it was me who cut my finger when installing the piano wire, it was me who left blood on the bathroom windowsill, and it was me who threw the bloody gloves into the car..."

He broke down and cried bitterly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that either. It's all because of that guy Aida. He doesn't care about our friendship at all. I've been with him for more than ten years, but he wants to change jobs!"

"Without him, my company is really finished! ......"

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