576 Conan's Mouri Kogoro (Conan's Most Powerful Uncle) Chapter 576

If a police officer happens to come in, maybe there will be a strange talk from the Osaka Police Station tomorrow.

As Mouri Kogoro continued to look through it, the thinking in his mind became clearer. The material here is the last piece of territory he needs.

After flipping through the materials, Kogoro Mouri restored all traces to the original state, and then submitted the reasoning to Xiao V.

For him, the treasure hunt that lasted for 13 years has come to an end.

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On the streets of Osaka, Conan shook off all the rain on his face. A smile appeared on his small face. He spoke to the pendant phone and said: "Hattori, I have found Mr. Koya. He is holding an umbrella to the north. Go to the factory area in the city, you hurry over, my current location is three blocks north of the Qigun Hotel!"

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Not long after, Conan heard familiar footsteps behind him, and the soaked clothing department ran over, his eyes shining brightly.

The two looked at each other, and they had a good understanding, and immediately followed the old man walking slowly in front of them.

It's just that the two of them didn't notice, they were in the alley on the right.

A group of ruthless characters with fierce faces and tattoos have been peeping at them like wild wolves.

The leader is still talking on the phone, and in the place where Conan and Hattori Heiji can't see, the bald old man is muttering, a small Bluetooth headset is hung on his ear, and he is answering the phone.

The bald old man glanced at the wide-angle lens on the side of the road and saw the young people and children stalking him behind him, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

His muddy old eyes became extremely indifferent: "Since you want to come and die, don't blame me, ha ha ha!"

Hattori Heiji and Conan didn't even know that their tracks had been discovered. They followed the bald old man to an abandoned factory and saw the old man take the umbrella and go in.

Conan felt faintly disturbed. Although there was rain covering his voice, he still felt as if someone was following him.

Conan couldn't help but said, "Heiji, do you feel something is wrong?"

But Conan turned his head and saw that Hattori Heiji had already followed him into the factory. Conan couldn't help but roll his eyes: This guy, really!

Hattori Heiji had already made up his mind to catch the murderer in front of his father. He was naturally impulsive. With the blood, he put all his heart on stalking people. He didn't notice any prying eyes and didn't care about Conan's anxiety, so he went straight into the factory. bingo.

Conan frowned, but he could only walk in quietly.

However, he was trying to keep up with Hattori Heiji in front, but suddenly a big hand stretched out in the shadow behind him, covering Conan's nose and mouth.

Conan didn't have time to react, so he was completely controlled, and the man wrapped Conan and sank into the shadows.

Heiji Hattori, who wanted to solve the case, didn't notice Conan's disappearance at all. He couldn't see Conan when he walked halfway, and he amusedly thought that Conan was going to the bathroom.

This is also the ability of Hattori Heita to trust Kudo, who is as famous as himself.

Seeing that the murderer and the victims were all up, he quickly turned his head and continued to follow.

The iron ladder was old and in disrepair. It was very difficult for Hattori Heiji to make no noise, and soon he came to the second floor of the abandoned factory.

As for Conan, he was not caught by those tattooed people, on the contrary, the person who just caught him was Hattori Heizo.

In fact, Ginjiro Toyama recognized that he was most likely to be the mastermind of the treasure-burning case 13 years ago.

After getting to know the situation with Toyama Ginjiro, Hattori Heizo played a role on the side of the bridge of Bliss in order to avoid being stunned by the situation, and displayed the enemy's weak tactics.

He irritated his son and, incidentally, ended this bizarre serial murder case as suicide, and withdrew a lot of police.

Allowing his son and Police Officer Otaki to investigate the case there, he secretly started operations with Ginjiro Toyama, secretly monitoring and following the bad house, and laying a net in advance at his destination.

Conan was held by Hattori Heizo, and was taken along the escape elevator to the top floor of the abandoned factory.

Conan saw Ginjiro Toyama and others at the highest level of the factory, as well as special police officers with real guns waiting to be dispatched.

Conan instantly understood: Damn, these old yin plays are so good!

As soon as Conan understood, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Hattori Heiji, who was still kept in the dark: It seems that you want to catch the murderer in front of your dad, I am afraid it is impossible!

Toyama Ginjiro said, "Isn't this the kid next to the Maori detective? How could he appear here!"

Hattori Heizo's face became more gloomy: "Heiji is too unstable. He even took the child with him when he was in danger. He has no ability to do anything. When I understand this incident, I must talk about him."

Conan's head immediately sweated, and he accidentally pitted Hattori Heiji again.

Hattori Pingzo squatted down, a fierce face with a smile that was more ugly than crying, and his big hand touched Conan's head: "Child, don't be afraid, don't bark later, uncle is all there!"

Conan couldn't help but twitch when seeing the old face in front of him, but he could only obediently nodded.

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The bald old man Zaoya Youxian came to the second floor of the factory, and the squinted man Shigehiko Kosaka had already been waiting for him. The iron barrel next to him was burning with flames, bringing a faint light to the nearby area.

"Brother Xieban, here I am, where is the [Tiger Volume] you said?" There was a longing look in Zaowu Youxian's eyes.

Shigehiko Kyosaka chuckled lightly: "It's in the box there, old man, you can take it away when you find it. Anyway, I'm not interested in the treasure of [Golden King]!"

"Brother Xieban, thank you for that!" The panting sound of Chaowu Youxian became heavy, and he ran to the dark box and began to search.

But there are too many things in the box, and there is no way to find the desired [Tiger Scroll].

The bald old man saw the flashlight on the side and couldn't help holding it up, while a ray of revenge flashed in Kyosaka Shigehiko's narrowed eyes.

At this moment, Hattori Heiji's voice appeared: "I advise you not to turn on the flashlight, otherwise it will be burnt to a scorched body like Mr. Kato!"

Hearing the stranger's voice suddenly sounded, Kyosaka Shigehiko was shocked immediately, and the bald old man turned around with a gloomy face.

"The flashlight has a special structure composed of gunpowder and dry batteries. Once you turn on the switch, it will explode, and the flame will not be easily extinguished when you touch you. By then, it will naturally end in the same way as Kato Yuji."

Hattori Heiji put his hands in his pockets, and walked out in a self-confidently handsome posture. Conan above couldn't help but stare at the Sasuke Hattori Heiji below with blank eyes.

"Mr. Kato was killed by Mr. Kyosaka using the same method, and Mr. Kyosaka used the [Tiger no scroll] to lure him to the roof of the castle tower."

"Because it was raining and dark, Kato wanted to find [Tiger's scroll]. He saw a more convenient flashlight next to him, so he naturally replaced the lighter in his hand with a flashlight. This created the illusion of self-immolation and death."

Shigehiko Kyosaka, a squinted-eyed man, said: "But anyone can do this kind of technique, why is it me?"

Hattori Heiji sneered: "Anyone can do it. Mr. Kato gave a death message before he died. He was holding an umbrella. In fact, it means Oda Nobunaga's golden umbrella, so it is natural to play Oda Nobunaga today. Mr. Xiezaka!"

Shigehiko Kyosaka quickly retorted: "This is too ridiculous, can I be sure that the murderer is me with a single gesture?"

"Of course not only that, I have others..."

Hattori Heiji's words haven't finished.

The bald old man with a gloomy expression on the side didn't want to listen to Shigehiko Kyosaka's sophistry. He threw up the flashlight in his hand and let him fly in the air. At the same time, he took out a pistol, and the gunfire sounded.

The flashlight flying in midair burst into a string of bright white fireworks, and the truth is naturally obvious!