Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 77 It's You
"It's no use denying it, Mr. Kubota!" An employee with a passerby face came out and said, "You secretly took the artwork out to sell, and when the boss found out, he is asking you for a huge amount of damages, right?"
"Ah... that..." Kubota was visibly frightened and stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.
"Is what he said true?" Megure continued to ask aggressively.
"But, but..." Kubota took two steps back, "These two things are not related! I wasn't the one who killed him!"
"Forget it. Once my subordinates find the armor used by the murderer, the truth will be revealed." Megure ignored Kubota's argument and turned to ask his subordinates about the progress of finding evidence.
"Hey - Officer Megure." Conan suddenly said loudly in a long voice, "I found this ballpoint pen."
"Oh? Well done, kid." Inspector Megure strode over.
Well done, Detective Death... right.
Nan Ling looked at the murderer from the side.
Hmm...you are really calm.
But generally speaking, someone who can create such a ritualistic murder scene must have a very high psychological quality.
That makes sense.
I don't know what his motive was for killing...
Nan Ling always felt that the reasons for many people's murders in Conan were outrageous.
"That's a ballpoint pen specially made for the 50th anniversary of the Beika Museum of Art." The dean was explaining the origin of the pen to Officer Megure, "Everyone involved will have one."
Oh... this will blur the ownership of the pen and it won't be a clue. Good idea.
"That must be whoever forgot it here." As expected, Inspector Megure didn't care. He turned the tip of the pen and wrote a few words on his notebook.
"The color and thickness are the same. I'm afraid it's the one the victim used."
Conan fell into deep thought.
This is so strange... Mr. Kubota should know that there are surveillance cameras in this room.
Did he choose to kill people here specifically to imitate that painting?
But he didn't seem to care much about the artwork before...
Conan thought about how Kubota had treated the artwork so roughly before, and became even more confused.
Is it possible that person could have come up with this design?
"What are you thinking about? You look so serious." Nan Ling said beside Conan.
"Wow!" Conan was startled by Nan Ling's sudden appearance. After seeing who it was, he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Brother Nan, you scared me."
"Oh, really? Sorry, sorry." Nan Ling apologized insincerely.
Conan looked at the man's relaxed expression and couldn't help feeling a little helpless.
This guy...why can't he be more serious? There's obviously still a case that hasn't been solved.
Eh? It can't be...
"Brother Nan, do you already know who the criminal is?" Conan asked innocently.
...I don't even think about how a real child could calmly ask such a question at the crime scene.
Conan originally just asked casually to see what Nan Ling thought about this incident.
did not expect……
"Ah? Yes. Of course I know who the criminal is." Nan Ling said calmly.
"Is that so - wait!" Conan had already finished saying the first half of the sentence before he realized what Nan Ling had said.
He looked at Nan Ling in surprise, "You already know who the criminal is?!"
Nan Ling quickly covered Conan's mouth, "Shh. You're too loud."
"Oh, sorry." Conan also realized that he had just spoken too loudly, and continued to ask in a low voice: "So, who do you think the criminal is, Nan-ge? Is it really Mr. Kubota?"
Now that I think about it, it can be said that he is the clear criminal.
Although Conan still felt it was a bit suspicious, it would make sense if Nan Ling thought he was the culprit.
"Of course not." Nan Ling rejected the candidate proposed by Conan without even thinking about it.
"Huh?" Conan was a little confused.
Although it’s the same as what he thought...but don’t you think it’s a bit too decisive?
He was just suspicious now, but Nan Ling denied it directly and simply!
"Why, Brother Nan?" Conan really could n't understand why Nan Ling was able to rule out Kubota as a suspect so quickly.
Even the last words left by the deceased were in Kubota's name, so he is still the most suspicious one now.
"Conan, how come you forgot what I taught you last time so quickly?" Nan Ling bent down and looked at Conan, with a hint of resentment in his tone.
Last time?
Conan tried hard to recall.
Ah, was that the time on the Shinkansen?
But he remembered that it didn't seem serious -
"——So, the most suspicious person is definitely not the murderer!" Without waiting for Conan to stop him, Nan Ling said this righteously.
He just knew...
Conan stroked his forehead.
He knew that Nan Ling couldn't come up with any useful reasoning.
Really, he seems to be such a reliable person in normal times, but when it comes to reasoning, his logic becomes so confusing that he doesn't know where to start complaining.
"This way we can rule out Mr. Kubota as a suspect." Nan Ling concluded naturally.
Hey, hey, hey, isn't this a bit hasty?
Conan half moon eyes.
Nan Ling continued to talk on his own, "Since Mr. Kubota is not the murderer, the note at the scene must be a frame-up of the real murderer."
"Putting the blame on others..." Conan did not continue to complain about Nan Ling's logic, but muttered thoughtfully.
He felt as if he had grasped something.
"That's right. Although I don't know what method was used." Nan Ling nodded, "Also, if I were the murderer, I would definitely not just leave a note at the scene, but would do something more complete."
"More perfect?" Conan raised his head and looked at Nan Ling, "Are you referring to the armor?"
"The armor is indeed very important evidence." Nan Ling agreed, "I guess it will be found in Mr. Kubota's room or office."
"Indeed...it would be easy to convict him if we found the clothes he wore when committing the crime." Conan touched his chin and fell into deep thought.
"Not only that." Nan Ling smiled. "How can such a perfect plan be implemented without dealing with the alibi?"
"Ah, you mean!" Conan's smart brain immediately reacted to what Nan Ling was talking about, "Kawada didn't have an alibi because he was working alone in the office at the time--"
"——and the person who works for him is of course the murderer." Nan Ling said casually with his hands behind his head.
"Director?" Conan asked doubtfully, "But..."
"But there is no evidence, right?" Nan Ling smiled, "After all, this is just my guess based on my imagination."
Conan nodded vigorously.
"Then, let you find the evidence, Conan." Nan Ling was already ready to start slacking off.
It's decided to be you, go ahead, Conan ball!
Conan: “?”
No, you are the adult, right?
Why do you order a little kid like me around so naturally?
