"Okay, let's end here. We have already had enough ideas. Whether it's mahjong or other contacts, or whether the sixth person may be the murderer, let's investigate separately now." The management officer of Matsumoto briefly summarized and announced the end of the meeting.

"Toilet and toilet!" Shanmura ran out screaming, and the others walked out one after another.

A police officer with glasses was waiting outside, and whispered to the Matsumoto management officer for a while and gave him a few pieces of paper.

The management officer of Matsumoto looked at the information, glanced at Conan who was led towards Uncle Maori by Xiaolan, and narrowed his eyes.

Of course, Mizumatsu and the other two went to find clues to verify Takagi's idea. Shiratsuki seemed to be talking to Uncle Maori, so they didn't follow him.

"Secretary Chiba seems to have lost a little weight?" Conan said to Chiba Ichitsuki who passed by.

"Oh! Did you find it?" Chiba Yishen was obviously very happy and touched his still big belly and said, "It seems that weight loss tea is still effective."

It happened that Shiraki and Uncle Maori walked here while talking. When they heard these conversations, the uncle said: "Speaking of this, Shiraki, you are fatter than the last time you saw you!"

"How is that possible!" The white bird seemed very excited or panicked. "I... I have to go to the gym twice a week!"

Watching... Some people seem to feel guilty.

The Henggou brothers were buying drinks, all of them were coffee. Henggou Chenwu bought a can of black coffee, and Chongwu was milk coffee.

"It's rare, brother, you actually talked to Hei Coffee." Henggou Chongwu said smoothly.

"Because the doctor asked me to control the sugar," said Henggou Chenju, "By the way, you used to drink black coffee."

"In this situation, how can I bear it without taking some sugar?" Henggou Chongwu said helplessly.

He put the information into his pocket casually, and the management officer of Matsumoto walked towards Uncle Maori.

"Hello, Matsumoto Police Vision, what is Mr. Sayuri like recently?" Xiaolan greeted first.

"Oh? Ah, you are the daughter of Maori Brother, she is still the same now." The management officer of Matsumoto seemed to have not recognized Xiaolan.

"Brother Maori." The management officer of Matsumoto came to the main owner, "I am looking forward to your performance."

"No problem!" Uncle Maori gave a standard salute, as if he was back when he was a small police officer under the Matsumoto management officer.

"There is one more thing, your children are cute and smart, that is, there are some naughty things that should be taken care of."

"Hey? Oh, I understand." Uncle Maori sent away the management officer Matsumoto with a confused look on his face.

When the burly figure disappeared in front of his eyes, Uncle Maori suddenly turned around, locked Conan's neck, who was about to steal the eavesdropping device from his pocket with one hand, and clenched the other hand into a fist and twisted it hard on Conan's head, "Say! Are you a prank again?"

"Ahhhhh-I don't know anything!" Conan said with difficulty while screaming.

"Dad!" Xiaolan shouted.

"Hmph! Matsumoto police said that my child is naughty and wants to take care of it. Isn't you Xiaolan?" Uncle Maori said viciously, but he still let go of Conan.

The first step of the Mizumatsu trio is to go to the Transportation Department. The National Transportation Department can connect to the internal network. They want to retrieve whether Ryuzaki Ichiro threw something out of the car window before and after the accident.

Unfortunately, the surveillance on the expressway is not comprehensive enough, and there are only a few places with pictures, at least nothing is seen flying out of these pictures.

"There is no way. It seems that we have to go to Nagano Prefecture." Mizumatsu said helplessly. Fortunately, Japan is not big, and it only takes a few hours to cross the prefecture. The three of them left after saying hello to the Matsumoto management officer.

Walking on the way to the garage, Takagi asked Mizumatsu with some anxiety: "Mima...Senior, why are you so confident in my speculation?" The words on his face were all unconfidence and uneasiness.

"Eh? Is there any?" Mizumatsu was asked a little strangely by Takagi's question. After thinking about it, he said, "You can't say you have confidence. Since there is this possibility, then try it. As a policeman, we cannot let go of any possibility."

"But..." Takagi said hesitantly: "I have always been stupid and can't help solving the case. When my mind is hot, I will talk nonsense about my guesses... If it will cause chaos... I, I, I, I..." As I said, I stuttered.

Mizumatsu patted Takagi's shoulder: "Is Takagi very stupid? Why don't I know?"

"That's it!" Sato Mikako patted her shoulder on the other side: "What's the big deal if you take a detour? You don't know how many detours I took with Mizuma before you came."

"What..." Mizumatsu said dissatisfiedly: "Are you talking about the wrong way you drove?"

"You said, what? Then, say, once, okay?" Dangerous voice.

"I won't say good things twice...well...that, I'll drive."

"Hmph, don't think about it."

In this way, the two of them walked forward harmoniously, one on the left and the other on the right, one on the left and the other on the right.

(Takagi: What is this kind of family of three???)

Finally, the driver's throne fell into the hands of Mikako Sato, like hundreds of times before, with Mizumaki being the co-pilot, and Takagi sitting behind.

There was nothing to say all the way. After the car drove to the scene, before the car could stop, Takagi jumped out of the car happily, ran to both sides of the expressway, stretched his neck and looked around.

Obviously, the child couldn't wait to find decisive evidence.

"Idiot, how can you look for it so blindly!" Mizumatsu slapped Takagi on the head without hesitation. I don't know who said he didn't think Takagi was stupid before.

Walk a few more steps up, it is almost a curve and the top of a downhill.

"When you turn around, you can see the expressway toll station. Ryuzaki Ichiro should have slowed down at this time and found that the brakes failed." Mizumaki speculated little by little, "and he didn't know how long it took to think about it, but because the speed of the car was out of control on the ramp, he first hit the roadside guardrail. "According to the oral statement of the witnesses on the scene, the camera of the toll station, he restored the situation at the scene.

"Since the steering wheel is not damaged, there are only two possibilities for hitting the roadside: either his attention is elsewhere, or he is stupid and wants to slow down."

"It shouldn't be a brainless person." Sato Mikako gave up a possibility.

"Then where is his focus? Is he just studying the brakes or really throwing related things out of the window." Takagi also entered the thinking.

"The speed before losing control is about 70, and gradually increases to 100 during the out-of-control process. Then his time has... "Mikako Sato likes to consider it from the perspective of the car.

"The driving position is on the left, and the window glass did not break before rushing into the toll station... The time for the old-fashioned joystick lifting windows to open and close... "Shui Matsuki is also deducing in the way he is used to.

Takagi is relatively straightforward, from the out-of-control position to the get off the bus, stretching his neck out on the side of the expressway to look out. However, there are trees outside, and looking from above, you can't see anything except lush green and green.

Soon, they selected an area and carefully slid down the ramps on both sides of the highway. By the way, Mizumatsu and Mikako Sato landed safely. Takagi fell and rolled down and ate a large mouthful of grass, but fortunately there was only a little scratch.

However, until the sunset was sunset, the three of them found nothing in the woods, only garbage everywhere, because it was a lowland, and the garbage thrown on the ground around them was easily blown by the wind to stock up here, but there was no convenient path here, so if there was no odor, no one would come to clean it.

"It seems that there is no!" Mikako Sato, who had already dug three feet into the ground, leaned tiredly against the tree.

"Do you want to go back? It's getting dark." Shui Matsuki was already sitting under the tree without any hygiene, with her legs spreading straight, just like the body at the scene of a murder case.

"It seems that I'm really wrong." Takagi leaned on his knees and bent over.

"Then what if you punish me to think about another one?" Sato Mikako said.

"Okay!" Takagi suddenly became much more energetic.

"That... it's so late anyway, can you accompany me to see other crime scenes?" Mizumatsu said suddenly.
Chapter completed!