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Chapter 407 Are You a Microscope?

Noguchi and Morimoto were surrounded by detectives.

The woman who hit the car had not left yet. She stood beside her car and looked curiously at the other side.

The traffic police on her side are not very efficient in handling cases, and they occasionally peek at Noguchi and Morimoto.

Just now, the criminal police colleagues checked the carriage at the request of the trapped girl and took out a head from it. It was really impactful - fortunately, I found out that the head was fake.

Although the two boys are only in their third year of high school, they are both tall and have no evil appearance, but they don’t look like good people either.

If you just search for fake heads, you can also use the campus festival to explain it.

But with a real hacksaw, the blood stained on the hacksaw, a lot of cash, and the little girl who was seen escape from the trunk... If they could be eaten as food, they might be able to support half of Tokyo.

"We really didn't steal children! We are not a suspect in serial kidnapping!"

Faced with the interrogation of a group of detectives, Shigeru Noguchi explained that his mouth was dry and Makoto Morimoto was not very good at speaking, so he followed him and nodded timidly.

"It must be that child who came in without permission. When we got together in the evening, the villa caught fire. She might be very scared and wanted to find a place to hide it, so she hid it in our car.

"I just got my driver's license not long ago and I was not skilled in driving. I hit the street lamp pole once when I was reversing. After repairing it, the trunk of this car has been a bit of a problem, it is difficult to lock it tightly, and it is easy to be trapped by naughty kids."

This excuse is barely reasonable.

But because Ai Haibara was silent all the time, the blood-stained hacksaws and a large number of real money in the car were still placed next to him, and the police looked at him with a look: Let's listen, just write it.

Officer Sato stood beside him, seemingly relaxed, but was ready to jump up and press down at any time, who might run away.

She asked: "What do you plan to explain the blood-stained hacksaw and cash? Could it be that the real murderer passed by and threw it into your car? Who is so kind to give you money?"

"It's reasonable." Noguchi Shigeru's eyes lit up, and he was inspired by Sato's rhetoric. "It must be that they were surrounded. In order to escape, they threw the evidence of guilt in when they passed by our car!"

"...There is no such roundup recently." Sato knew much more than the two of them. She looked at the two suspects who were not in response, "Let's go back to the police station first, we will continue to investigate."

Just as I was about to take someone away, a voice suddenly came into my arms: "Where did you customize that head prop?"

Sato Mikako was stunned and stopped, and found that the person who asked the question was Shiraishi.

She had some impression of the detective and guessed that he had discovered something, so she didn't say anything and waited for Shiraishi to ask.

Noguchi and Morimoto breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the person who was talking was replaced by Shiraishi. Although they had only been in contact for less than half a day, the young man seemed to speak much better than the police:

"It is a self-operated craftsmanship in Higashima Town. His clothes and props can be made at home, and the price is a bit expensive, but the quality is very good. This time we bought a head with the sponsorship of Sawai.

"I really don't know where the hacksaws and banknotes come from. There is no need to show cash in the script. Just fill them with newspapers. There is no need to buy them specifically. As for..." He glanced at the hacksaw that had been put into the evidence bag, which had been stained with blood. "As for this kind of thing, it's too dangerous. Even if we want to use it, the school's head would not agree..."

After listening to it, Shiraishi thought for a moment and suggested to Mikako Sato: "Why go to that workshop first?"

"Hmm?" Sato was a little confused. The workshop was definitely going to, but it was not usually so preferred, unless, "Do you suspect that money and hacksaws were put in by the manufacturer?"

Shiraishi nodded.

He pointed to the briefcase containing money: "The button on the side of the bag has dark patterns printed on it, and the shape of the dark patterns is very similar to the icon printed on the paper bag in the trunk."

"Really?!" Noguchi and Morimoto kept pricking their ears and eavesdropping. When they heard this amazing information, they were afraid and gossiping and yearning for physical evidence to rush next to them, but when Sato Mikako looked up, the two of them retreated like quails.

Mikako Sato approached, looked carefully at the covert buckle on her briefcase, and then looked at the paper bag.

According to Noguchi, the paper bag is used to hold fake heads. It is only because the mouth is not clenched and the head is rolled out after it is put into the trunk, which causes it to be seen by the girl hiding in the trunk.

Noguchi and Morimoto were glared back by the policewoman and did not dare to approach the evidence. The two looked around for a while, Noguchi suddenly slapped his head, lowered his head and searched for his wallet carefully, and finally pulled out a business card from the corner.

Shiraishi walked over and took a look. There was a company logo on the left side of the business card - a circle with two triangles, and the boss's name was written on the right side of the middle, Hiroshi Hiroshi.

After comparing the pattern, Mikako Sato's face became serious and she immediately changed her destination.

She originally thought Shiraishi's discovery was amazing enough.

But before getting in the car, Shiraishi stopped her and threw out a new proposal: "If you want to go, it's better to take the lady over with you."

Mikako Sato followed his point and saw the owner of the other side of the car accident.

The short-haired woman happened to be looking here too. When she bumped her eyes, she immediately moved away, but after a moment, she moved back stiffly and looked directly at Sato.

Her expression was a little unnatural, but Sato had no time to analyze her - Shiraishi's words next to her were like a deep water bomb, which scared her all her attention:

"Ms. Fujii was tired just now. When I was sitting on the side of the road looking through the bill, I accidentally took a look and found that there was a page of the notes printed with the same watermark as on the paper bag.

"I thought it was a little strange, so I checked my briefcase again and found that there was a similar logo on the bag."

In other words, the confused female driver who "accidentally" crashed the car, paper bags and cash, all subtly connected with the handicraft workshop.

Mikako Sato turned her eyes away and went to see the tree next to her.

The amount of information in Shiraishi's words made it difficult for her to control her expression. She was afraid that if this continued, she would look at the murderer's eyes to look at the Junko Fujii who looked like a passerby, and alerted the snake.

Will this really be just a coincidence?

...It seems like it was arranged.

Sato Mikako had a little goose bump on her wrist, but she quickly retreated.

She originally thought Junko Fujii was just an ordinary passerby, but this person suddenly became involved in the serial murder case, and the car accident became suspicious. This slight reversal could indeed cause Sato's emotions to fluctuate.

But it won't fluctuate for too long.
Chapter completed!
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