But no matter how much the middle-aged man roared, he could not outweigh the evidence before him.
Since Conan dared to use the "Mouri stand-in" to start reasoning, it means that he is absolutely sure of putting him in jail.
In this situation, no matter how much the middle-aged man roared, it was nothing more than impotent rage.
"The 13 red T-shirts Ms. Seta sent you actually have a deep meaning."
Maori Kogoro's words startled the middle-aged man, and he subconsciously looked at the T-shirt placed on the ground: "What is this? What's the deep meaning!?"
"As you can see, my daughter and Conan made the shapes based on the creases in the clothes. This is actually a flag signal."
Only then did Xiaolan connect the cause and effect, and suddenly realized: "So this is what "I saw that it was you who buried it" means!
So... the code means... you saw him bury the body?!"
"Hahaha..."
But unexpectedly, after hearing Xiaolan's words, the middle-aged man looked at Maori Kogoro and couldn't help laughing: "You are really just bluffing!"
"Bluster? Are you sure?" Conan asked back.
"You've revealed yourself to be just an act." The middle-aged man sneered, "You know, the snowstorm at that time was so big that people couldn't open their eyes.
Even if there were someone there besides myself..."
"There's no way I could see you burying the body." Maori Kogoro interrupted him: "Is that what you think?"
"Ah... no... this..." After hearing Kogoro Mouri say what he wanted to say in advance, he became a little flustered and at a loss.
"From what Ms. Seta said about Mr. Maruoka's diary, I understand that it's impossible for a novice climber to brave a blizzard and leave the mountain cabin to bury a body."
After Conan's words, the middle-aged man subconsciously stepped back. Obviously, these words were exactly what he had done back then. He looked at Mouri Kogoro who was leaning against the wall with horror, wanting him to stop.
But Maori Kogoro's voice still echoed in his ears like a curse:
"Then we just need to dig near the wooden house where we took shelter from the snow and wind when we climbed the mountain, and we'll probably find it.
The body of the mountaineer you killed and buried in the snow-capped mountains thirteen years ago.
You thought you didn't see anything, so you jumped out so boldly and said there were no witnesses at the time.
But there is already a witness, isn’t it you, the murderer?
The moment you admitted that you went up the mountain with Mr. Maruoka, everything you did became a confession!"
At this moment, although it was the hot early summer, the middle-aged man felt icy cold all over, as if he was back in the snow-capped mountains where the blizzard was howling.
On December 28th thirteen years ago, he wore a red coat and killed his boss in the snow.
Because it was his first time going up the mountain and he didn't dare to go far away from the cabin in the snowstorm, he buried it near the cabin.
When he returned to the divine, realizing that all his schemes had been thwarted and everything was over, he felt as if his spine had been pulled out and all his strength had been lost. He fell to his knees in agony.
Seeing the prisoner's classic confession, Conan knew that the matter was resolved, but he still asked one more question: "Also, I want to ask you, is your son really missing?"
"Yeah, I originally thought it was just like before, just running away from home..."
The middle-aged man choked up and regretted, "I was so stupid. I embezzled the company's funds just to allow my son to attend a famous primary school.
In the end, he was discovered and even killed his superior who tried to persuade me, but my son still chose to leave home and take action..."
"The case has been solved here. Now call the criminal over."
Seeing the criminal confess his crime in front of so many people, Conan instructed someone to call the police: "Ms. Seta, you and he will go to the Metropolitan Police Department for interrogation, please cooperate.
You don't have to worry about the bombs, they are just fake smoking bombs.
After all, the lipstick on his shoulder was so obvious, it was obviously stained when he was squeezed into the subway."
"Hi!" The long-haired shop assistant nearby nodded excitedly, took out his cell phone and quickly called the police to report the current situation.
"But I think the mobile team that received Mr. Seta's call should be waiting nearby, right?"
“Yes, yes.”
Seta said embarrassedly, "I actually told them that the bomb must be fake and that they should arrest the person and take him away immediately.
But unfortunately they don’t seem to believe me…”
"They don't even listen to me." Tang Ze, who was in the crowd, rolled his eyes helplessly.
Otherwise this farce would have ended long ago.
But this is understandable. After all, the mobile team is responsible for the safety of people's lives and it is impossible for them to just follow what others say.
Even if there are colleagues among them, their mobile team has its own procedures, and caution is the first element of their actions.
"But anyway, the case you entrusted me with this time has been closed. Miss Seta, are you satisfied with the current outcome?" said Kogoro Mouri.
"Sure enough... you already knew it..."
Miss Seta nodded sheepishly when she heard this: "Flag language was taught to me by my father when he was alive.
This time, I commissioned you, Mr. Maori, at the place where the receipt was exposed. I just wanted to guide you two here and see what expression the criminal would show after the mystery was solved.
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