Chapter 9 This Person's Brain Circuit Is Too Strange

"These are the photos of Yutaka Abe in Kyushu. I asked the police to come over and plan to study it myself."

Mori Kogoro spread a bunch of photos on the table.

Xinfan took a closer look and found that basically every photo had a clock.

Well, the murderer really didn't hide his purpose. But no matter how suspicious the police and detectives are, it is futile without evidence.

Mao Lilan searched on the table: "I remember the photos taken by my father before are placed here... Ah, Conan, be careful!!"

Conan was taken aback by Mao Lilan, and with a shake of his hand, all the photos in the envelope were scattered and mixed with Abe's photos.

"Let me help organize it." Xinfan took the initiative to take the photos and began to classify them one by one. By the way, he could also remind Conan, "Mr. Negishi must be a very smart person, right?"

"Can being smart be killed so easily by others? I think the real smart person is that Abe Toyocai." Mori Kogoro snorted disdainfully.

On the contrary, Conan leaned over with great interest and stared at the photo.

Xinfan explained while tidying up: "Don't they say that the left hand develops the right brain, and the right hand develops the left brain? Mr. Negishi can use both hands very conveniently, so I think he must be very smart."

"Wait!!" Conan's eyes lit up. He rushed over quickly, grabbed the photos and compared them carefully.

"I was still right-handed on Thursday and Friday, but I suddenly became left-handed on Saturday! Ah, I know! This is the truth of Abe's alibi!"

"boom--"

Mori Kogoro unceremoniously gave Conan a scoop of ice cream on his head.

"What do children know? Go ahead and don't disturb my train of thought!" Kogoro Mori stared at the photos on the table and clenched his fists tightly, "In less than a week, Yutaka Abe will be able to get his Negishi Masaki’s insurance policy I bought! I have to solve the problem of his alibi before then!”

Conan was so beaten that he almost fainted in Mao Lilan's arms.

Mao Lilan's tone could not help but be filled with resentment: "Really, Dad, don't take your anger out on Conan just because the case cannot be solved!"

Mori Kogoro didn't look at Conan, his mind was still immersed in the case: "The murderer must be Abe Feng! Because he has sufficient motives! His company has a debt of 300 million yen, and the 500 million yen of insurance money is not only It can fill the void and allow him to escape abroad."

"...It's very strange." Xin Fan propped his chin, looking very distressed.

Conan's eyes lit up immediately: "Yes, yes, brother Asano also thinks there is something wrong. The murderer probably didn't want the police to find out the identity of the deceased too quickly, but he took the deceased's..."

Xinfan looked back at him with a little sympathy in his eyes.

Alas, I have already reminded him before, why does this kid still believe so much that he can keep the same way of thinking as him?

Xin Fan sighed and said: "No, I just think that he has already fled abroad as a murderer, so he can completely ignore the company's 300 million debts."

"..."

How could this person's brain circuit be so strange? !

Shinshige continued to sigh: "In any case, even if it can be proved that Abe's alibi is not established, there is no way to prove that he is the murderer. After all, Mr. Mori was not at the scene of the crime, and the reasoning that can be made is very limited.

"It would be great if Abe could admit the crime himself."

Mori Kogoro glanced at him, and said with disdain: "How could this kind of person take the initiative to admit it? At least he must be kept in the country as a suspect."

No……

Conan lowered his head and thought carefully.

It is not impossible to force Abe to admit it voluntarily, but it is necessary to plan well. His child status seems to be a good bait.

Then all he has to do now is to invite Abe Feng to show up!

"Uncle Maori, do you know when Abe Feng went to the insurance company to apply for a bond?"

"How do I know this? It's probably just these two days."

"It's today." Xinfan squinted his eyes, met Conan's expectant gaze mixed with inquiry, and said calmly, "If Mr. Abe is really the murderer, he must hope to get the bail as soon as possible and leave early. Japan.

"And we saw Mr. Maori when we were waiting at the gate of the police station before. I noticed that he was holding a life insurance policy in his hand."

Conan quickly looked at the clock hanging on the wall: "The time when Takashi Abe completed all the procedures should be—"

Xinfan answered in a cooperative manner: "Nine o'clock."

As soon as the words fell, Conan jumped up and was about to rush downstairs.

His footsteps were stopped by Xin Fan, Xin Fan said: "The car will be faster, I will take you there."

Conan stared closely at his eyes, but he could only see a calm lake, and there seemed to be nothing under the lake.

Two seconds later, Conan chose to compromise. From the current point of view, catching Abe is the most urgent thing.

"Eh? Wait!" Mao Lilan hurriedly called from behind, but neither Xinfan nor Conan turned back.

Behind them, Uncle Mao Li was still in a dazed state, completely unable to understand what the two guys were talking about.

...

"Maori Detective Agency is about a 30-minute drive from the nearest insurance store near the police station, and now..." Conan looked at his watch and gritted his teeth, "Damn it, it's already 8:40!"

Judging from the traffic conditions in Tokyo, even if Xinfan drove all the way, it would be difficult to arrive within 20 minutes. What's more, maybe Abe Feng will complete the formalities earlier than they thought.

However, Xin Fan seemed extremely calm at the moment, he pulled the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator, but——

"Wrong!" Conan yelled, "Brother Asano, your direction is wrong! It should be over there!"

"It's not wrong." Xin Fan steered the car left and right to avoid vehicles on the road, and explained in a cold voice, "The insurance deposit of 500 million yen is huge, and there is only one insurance store in Tokyo that can handle this business."

Conan's expression suddenly relaxed: "You mean the life insurance company located in Mihuacho 3-chome!! It's too late, if it's there, it's too late...Ah!!!"

Because he was not wearing a seat belt, during Xin Fan's high-acceleration turn, Conan unfortunately hit the door next to him. It was originally slapped on the forehead by Mori Kogoro, but now it has become a double scoop of ice cream.

While concentrating on driving, Xinfan gave him a self-seeking look: "Even though the distance is a lot closer, in order to reduce the possibility of accidents, we should arrive as soon as possible. Sit tight!"

Xin Fan slammed on the gas pedal again and galloped forward.

Occasionally drag racing is really good, but now it's even better when it's that silver Maserati.