"I said, "Is it okay if you leave your department and come to me?" Mikako Sato asked, walking into today's crime scene - a stadium.

"Under my clever plan, there will be no problem with me today, so relax." Mizumatsu said with an OK gesture.

He had confirmed with Kudo Shinichi in advance. If he was uncertain about the efficacy of the medicine, Kudo Shinichi had half the chance of turning back to Conan today, so he would hide at home for a day and not go out. This means that Mizumaki's side would not receive a case today.

So after the case on Mikako Sato's side was found, Mizumatsu followed up happily and insisted on going and having a look together.

Ignoring the angry eyes of the FFF group under Mikako Sato, the group walked into the stadium.

"Is this... a fighting competition?" The first thing I saw was a ring, and there were two people wearing masks fighting.

Mizumatsu suddenly had a whim. If he was foolishly thinking it was a street fight and then ran up and said that he was a policeman and told them not to fight, they would be in the newspaper again tomorrow.

"It seems to be free fall or something. I heard that young people are fascinated by this recently." Mikako Sato said that he and Mizumaki were positioned as middle-aged people.

"It seems that when reporting the case, I said that a wrestler was killed. The contestant's preparation room... should be in that direction." After identifying the direction, Mizumatsu walked away, without any interest in the two people fighting on the ring.

Mikako Sato is also not interested. The judo she learned is very different from wrestling skills, and she pays attention to the simplicity and effectiveness of movements. The wrestlers' cumbersome fighting movements are a bit fancy in her eyes. In fact, Mizumaki also thinks so - no matter how powerful the fist is, it cannot withstand the opponent's knife, and it can't hold you back and kill you with a shot.

Takagi took a look, but Chiba behind him gently pushed him and focused on following the person in front of him.

Walking into the corridor, a tall wrestler came up to greet him. It seemed that he was the person in charge here.

"In Shimojiba, the president of the Wrestlers League, please come with me, officers." A few words were left coldly, and the president turned around and walked towards the scene.

"Ah... come." After seeing the body, Mizumatsu habitually called on the autopsy department and forensic personnel to work, and then under a sharp look, he remembered that this is not his home court now.

"Hmph..." Sato Mikako snorted coldly and began to command the scene. Mizumatsu circled around like an idle person.

"Hey!" Mizumatsu saw something amazing.

Directly facing the body, Mizumatsuki saw a small luggage bag, and the zipper of the luggage bag was not pulled properly. This was nothing. To Mizumatsuki's surprise, there was a small handheld camera inside the luggage bag!

Humidai took out the camera and found that the machine was still working and the recording time was more than six hours, so it was absolutely possible to record the case.

"This case is simple and irrelevant..." Mizumatsu said to himself while operating the camera to make it play video.

"What's wrong? Have you found something?" After commanding, Mikako Sato saw Mizumama fiddling with something, she leaned over and asked.

"I don't know which kind-hearted young reporter from Japan sold TV station secretly put a camera here. I guess the murder process is all inside." Mizumatsu pointed to the icon of Japan sold TV station on the camera.

"Let's play quickly!" As soon as he heard this, Mikako Sato urged anxiously.

Press and fast forward frantically until the dead appear in the screen.

The deceased walked in from outside the screen, sat in the middle of the screen, wiped his sweat, moved his arms, and then made a call.

However, the camera did not record the sound. Just looking at the expression of the deceased when he was calling, you can tell that the call content was very pleasant, at least there was no dispute.

"Look! Someone is there!" After a while, another figure walked into the screen. The deceased raised his head and looked at the person who came with contempt, saying something.

"What is this... a mask?" Sato Mikako's disappointed voice.

No wonder Mikako Sato was not disappointed, because the second figure who walked in was wearing a furry animal mask on his head and could not see anything.

At this time, the video trembled, as if the second person kicked the bag, and neither of them cared about it.

"He has a knife in his hand! He is the murderer!"

The masked man held a short knife in his hand, and his back was not seen by the deceased.

"Don't worry, keep watching." Mizumatsu said.

The deceased had not yet realized his danger at this time, and said with smugness and ridicule.

At this time, the deceased seemed to realize something was wrong, and his face suddenly changed. In an instant, the masked man took out a knife and stabbed it into the deceased's stomach with one knife.

Mizumatsu subconsciously glanced at the body that was being examined.

The deceased died without a single blow. He struggled in panic and punched the masked man in the chest.

The masked man who was punched moved forward instead, as if he wanted to hug him, and opened his arms and stabbed him in the back of the deceased.

"Look, the deceased grabbed the other person's face." Sato Mikako called again: "Maybe you can find human tissue in your nails."

"The probability is very low because the other party is wearing a mask." Mizumatsu said the opposite.

"Focus on checking the left nail!" The autopsy was ordered by this, and Mikako Sato ignored Mizumama's opinion.

The dead man had lost most of his physical strength in the picture. The mask man stabbed a knife into his chest, completing the truly fatal final blow.

"I turned my head! Unfortunately, I can't see anything..." Sato Mikako said excitedly first, then disappointed.

"Do I need to do something?" The work of explaining the situation to the police was handed over to the first person to find the body and other wrestlers, but seeing the two senior police officers not talking to him, President Kiba asked on his own initiative.

"Can you please call me this person with a wolf-headed mask? He is your wrestler? I remember that the wrestler's mask is a symbol of identity. This mask should represent only one person, right?" Mizumatsu froze the picture on the picture of the mask turning and handing it to President Kiba and said.

"This is... OK." President Kiba was stunned when he saw the masked man, but he turned around and went to find someone.

"Hello, I saw something happening here, so I saw it. Maybe I could help you a little bit." As soon as President Kiba left, another familiar voice sounded outside the door. Mizumatsu looked up and saw that it was Kogoro Mouri.

"Drip! Detectives were detected to intervene in the case, and the difficulty of solving the case increased by 900%. "A voice sounded in Shui Jianyue's ears.
Chapter completed!