Sato Miwako's words also confirmed the conjecture of special task force captain Kyogoku Naohiko.
I don't know what he looks like, only what he wears...
It is likely that this person will never be caught.
suddenly.
Sakaki Makoto began to walk along the bloodstains on the ground.
He covered his shoulder, staggered, and looked back from time to time.
The strange movement attracted everyone's attention.
His pace became faster and faster, and finally he broke open the door of the emergency exit and slipped into the corridor.
Everyone hurried to follow.
The blood flowed down, and although Sakaki Makoto's movements were hurried, there was no sign of nervousness on his face.
Go down to the 15th floor.
Sakaki Makoto stopped, walked to the trash can in the corner and opened it.
An M3 submachine gun with no bullets lying quietly inside.
Megure Juzo immediately used the intercom to call for help and asked them to come and investigate for clues.
After closing the trash can, Sakaki Makoto continued walking down without saying a word.
There was no pause on the road ahead, and the bloodstains spread all the way to the back door and then disappeared.
The clue seems to be broken.
"right!"
Sato Miwako shouted:
"Just now someone saw the criminal rush out of the back door and flee to the northwest!"
Outside the door, the rain water gathered into a stream with a fast flow.
Sakaki Makoto opened the back door and stood there looking around.
After exiting the back door, there is a parking lot to the northwest. Several cars are parked quietly in the parking spaces. Under the awning, the ground is dry, and a dark tire mark extends to the northwest.
According to eyewitnesses, the northwest direction where the criminals escaped is a commercial district with tall buildings everywhere.
To the north, apartments and residential buildings complement each other, and dim lights can be vaguely seen.
There was darkness in the northeast.
"What's that place over there?"
Sakaki Makoto suddenly asked.
"factory."
Takagi Wataru answered.
Sakaki Makoto ran into the parking lot in the rain, squatted down, and gently twisted the tire marks that were burnt by the high-speed rotation with his fingers.
There were black particles on my fingers, and there was still some residual warmth, indicating that the car had just left not long ago.
"Ruler."
Sakaki Makoto reached his hand behind him.
Megure Jusan looked at Sato Miwako, Sato Miwako looked at Takagi Wataru, Takagi Wataru looked at the empty side... and the corners of his mouth twitched.
He has no yardstick...
In the end, Conan took out the ruler and handed it to Sakaki Makoto.
Sakaki Makoto measured the width of the tire marks and the distance between them and had already reached a conclusion in his mind.
"The footprint is 275mm, radial construction, the tire size is over 18 inches, and the distance between the left and right tires is 1575mm..."
Looking back at the confused crowd, Sakaki Makoto said:
"The prisoner was driving an SUV."
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