Chapter 340 Have you ever been a Hokage before?

"It's just a little trick to play with time."

Fujino thought for a moment, "Mrs. Shibata did go out before five o'clock, but this does not mean that Mr. Shibata died at eight o'clock."

"Didn't Mr. Shibata die at eight o'clock?"

Henggou was a little confused, "But the programs on the TV tapes at that time were obviously not recorded until eight o'clock, and the newspapers at that time were morning papers that could only be obtained at six o'clock." Is it possible that Mr. Shibata can still die? And resurrected? "

Fujino nodded seriously: "Well, maybe it's possible."

"Huh? Really?!"

Henggou was stunned for a moment, with the word "surprise" almost written on his face.

If a normal person said this, he would just think that person was a fool.

Are you kidding? Do you really think this is a ghost story?

But what if the other party is Detective Fujino, a high school student who came here with Mr. Mori...

He had reason to suspect that the corpse might have gotten up on its own!

"I was just joking. How is it possible to come back from the dead or something like that?"

Fujino glanced at Henggou speechlessly.

He didn't expect this guy to really believe it.

By the way, the neon police are too trusting of others...

Fujino retracted his thoughts and explained: "What I mean is that Mr. Shibata did not actually die at eight o'clock, but died before five o'clock when Mrs. Shibata went out."

"It should be very reasonable for a couple living under the same roof to know that their husband has eaten, read a newspaper, and watched TV at eight o'clock on time."

"I think she put the newspaper on the table when she came back later, and the TV tape was also recorded by her."

Fujino turned to look at Shibata Kyoko: "The purpose of this is to deceive others, fake his death at eight o'clock, create an alibi, and eliminate his own suspicion, right?"

"But, whether it was when the newspaper was delivered at six o'clock in the morning or when the TV recording started at eight o'clock, Mrs. Shibata was playing golf with her friends."

Yokomori frowned and looked at Shibata Kyoko suspiciously: "If it is really the same as what you said, Detective Fujino, then her friends must have hidden the fact that she left midway."

"That's not to say, her friends probably didn't lie. Whether it was that she came back after seven o'clock or that she went to play golf before five o'clock in the morning, it is actually true."

Fujino shook his head, "It's just that seven-ten is also after seven o'clock, and seven-thirty is also after seven o'clock. I think Mrs. Shibata did these things after she came back. She took out the newspapers from the mailbox and put them in It was on the table or something, and the videotape was made before she went out, that is, before five o'clock, so she made an appointment to start recording at eight o'clock."

"I see……"

Mouri Kogoro echoed: "If this is the case, then Mrs. Shibata had already returned before we came over. In this case, people could mistakenly think that Mr. Shibata actually died at eight o'clock in the morning. "

"Yes, it is like that."

Fujino then mentioned: "Actually, Mrs. Shibata showed an abnormal expression when we entered the door, and that's when I started to pay attention."

"Abnormal demeanor?"

Mouri Kogoro was stunned for a moment: "Is there any?"

"Brother Maori, haven't you noticed?"

Fujino looked at Mouri Kogoro, a little confused, but after thinking about it, he understood because he was so panicked and apologized quickly, and then asked: "When we came here, Mrs. Shibata should have said What are you doing in my house? I’m going to call the police, right?”

"That's true..."

Mouri Kogoro thought about it with his chin in his hands, but it was obvious that he couldn't figure it out.

"It's Mrs. Shibata's reaction, right?"

Xiaolan on the side recalled it for a moment, then stepped forward like a well-behaved student and said, "Did Mrs. Shibata already know that we were at her home?"

"That's right."

Seeing that Xiaolan was still normal, Fujino nodded happily: "Under normal circumstances, when seeing a stranger behave like this at home, there are only two possibilities. She knows that her husband is not at home or that her husband is dead."

"But what really made me think of this was when we came to the door of Shibata's house and heard the faint sound of breathing."

Fujino looked at Kyoko Shibata: "I didn't pay attention to those breathing sounds at the time. After all, there were a lot of people at the scene... But now that I think about it, it should be you, Mrs. Shibata, hiding somewhere and watching us?"

Conan listened to the reasoning silently and agreed with what Fujino said.

The idea was the same as what he had thought, but the starting point was a little different.

I started to get suspicious because of the sound of my breathing...

Are you sure Fujino is still a human being and not a sound collector or microphone?

"..."

Kyoko Shibata didn't reply, she just lowered her head and swallowed silently.

She didn't expect that she would be exposed because of her excessive behavior when she came in.

It should be said that she didn't think much about it at the time...

"If you think about it, it's true. If Mrs. Shibata did this, she would have an alibi."

Henggou understood a lot more clearly, but he still raised some doubts in his heart: "But why is Ms. Ikeha's photo tightly held in Mr. Shibata's hand?"

"It should be to put the blame on Ms. Chibo!"

At this time, Mouri Kogoro suddenly said, with an extremely serious tone: "If the deceased's hand is holding a photo of the person present, then he will definitely be suspicious of that person for the first time! Then he will eliminate himself!"

"So that's it!"

As a fan of Maori, Henggou immediately believed this statement, and then changed his mind on the spot. He began to murmur and think for a while: "No wonder Mr. Maori said that Miss Chibo was not a murderer. Could it be that you saw the same thing?" Have you figured out who the murderer is?"

"I didn't say anything just now because I was taking care of Fujino-kun, my junior, right?"

"As expected of Mr. Mori!"

"Ahem."

Mouri Kogoro scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "It's nothing."

"Um?"

Hattori Shizuka also glanced at Mouri Kogoro curiously.

Although she didn't quite believe what the policeman said, after all, from the moment she saw it, Mouri Kogoro seemed to her to be an unruly and confused uncle.

But after all, the other party is the sleeping Mouri Kogoro. If you think about it, is it really possible?

Moreover, the sentence just now vaguely revealed that he already knew the plan he had discussed with Shibata Shiro...

Are you really taking care of your descendants?

Hattori Shizuka also gradually changed and fell into deep thought.

"..."

Shibata Kyoko was silent for a while.

There's no such thing as putting on blame, she just found something to put on it.

That woman like Chi Bo was just a coincidence. She didn't expect that woman to come over...

"Although this is also the reason, I think the main reason is to cover up something, right?"

Fujino glanced at the people who were thinking silently, interrupted them and continued to transform.

"The same thing?"

Everyone who was interrupted looked at Fujino hesitantly.

"Wedding ring."

Fujino lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Shibata's left hand is all covered with blood, but there is no blood on one place on his ring finger. The palm of his right hand holding the photo is stained with some. If my guess is correct, that hand should be holding it." It’s his wedding ring.”

"It's the same as Fujino-kun said!"

Henggou Sengo hurriedly stepped forward and took a look at Shibata's body: "The circular blood stain does look like a wedding ring."

"When Mrs. Shibata came home, she was surprised to find that her husband had crawled into the study before he died and planned to call the police. Although he died without touching the phone, it still left her with lingering fears."

Fujino raised his head and looked at Kyoko Shibata with slightly narrowed eyes, "Mrs. Shibata, who was afraid of being exposed, quickly checked the body again, only to find that Mr. Shibata's ring was missing, and it was held in his left hand. Mrs. Shibata was afraid that her affairs would be exposed. He quickly took out the ring and planned to put it back on again."

"But at that time, Mr. Shibata's body was already very stiff and his fingers could not be stretched at all, so she thought of hiding the ring and holding the photo in his hand to prevent anyone from noticing that his hand was open unnaturally. .........This also creates the illusion that Miss Chibo will be suspected as a suspect."

As he spoke, Fujino cast his eyes on Shibata Kyoko's hand: "Since the first time I saw you, I have never seen your hand loosen. If my guess is correct, that ring is now It’s in your hand, right?”

Shibata Kyoko was stunned for a moment after being seen through. She subconsciously opened her palms and a ring fell to the ground with an ethereal sound.

"The reason why you killed Mr. Shibata was because of his gambling, right?"

Fujino lowered his eyes and glanced at the blood-stained wedding ring.

"Yes, it's the same as you said."

Shibata Kyoko sighed, "It's because of that guy's gambling that I want to kill him... He also said that the next thing to sell is my golf ball, and even the heirloom sword that my father gave him. …”

As she said that, she looked at Yoshikawa fiercely: "The reason why it's like this now is because of this guy! I really can't continue to watch him go on like this, so..."

At this point, she did not continue. Instead, she looked at Fujino and asked, "Actually, you already guessed that the murderer was me from the time you exposed that guy's gambling...even after I entered the door, right?"

"I just guessed that the guy was gambling."

Fujino crossed his arms and did not explain directly.

"So that's it."

I don’t know whether she was prepared to be caught or because she was too panicked, but Shibata Kyoko didn’t quibble.

Hattori Shizuka glanced at Shibata Kyoko with a hint of pity, but she felt slightly sorry for her.

Gambling, losing everything from gambling, and finally couldn't bear to kill people...

Although she didn't understand it, she could still imagine the other party's situation.

But in her opinion, killing is wrong no matter what.

"In that case, Mrs. Shibata and Mr. Yoshikawa, please cooperate with me and go back to the police station."

Seeing that the reasoning was finished, Henggou Sengo immediately stepped forward, looked to his left at Kyoko, and then at Yoshikawa.

The case on this trip was indeed quite bizarre. Not only did they meet Kogoro Mouri and Fujino, but they also picked up a large-scale gambling case that was connected to the murder case.

Although it is indeed not good to steal the experience of people from other departments, but the credit is...

Who can have too much?

At this time, Shibata Kyoko, who was about to follow the police, suddenly remembered her father's gift in the bedroom-a samurai sword.

After thinking for a while, Shibata Kyoko asked Henggou absentmindedly: "Um...can I go change some clothes?"

"no problem……"

For such a basic request, Henggou naturally agreed.

There was no thought that the suspect would commit suicide.

Fujino silently glanced at Shibata Kyoko who entered the bedroom.

He couldn't quite understand Shibata Kyoko's case.

If your husband gambles, the worst possible outcome is divorce...

It's not like I'm going to give that old gambling dog a lot of gold coins.

But considering that if one party refuses to divorce, this is quite normal.

After thinking about it, Fujino turned around and opened the door.

Murder is actually not an outrageous crime in Japan. If you behave well, you will be a good man again after eighteen years. What's more, a case like this can last more than ten years at most.

At this time, Shibata Kyoko had already picked up the katana and pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

"do not come!"

Shibata Kyoko put the katana against her neck and shouted hysterically: "I have no choice but to kill him. Other than this, I have no way to stop him!"

"Hey, Mrs. Shibata!"

Henggou Senwu also followed and saw Shibata Kyoko trying to commit suicide, and suddenly panicked.

If someone really dies, he will be held accountable, and he will be dismissed from his post.

Shizuka Hattori also followed, staring at Kyoko who was holding the knife against her neck, eyes narrowed slightly.

"Step aside..."

Hattori Jinghua took out a fan from her waistband and stepped forward cautiously.

Kyoko Shibata was obviously not in a normal state of mind. She pointed the katana against her neck at Hattori Shizuka in front of her, and was slightly stunned: "You... what are you going to do?!"

A black shadow suddenly shot out from behind Hattori Shizuka, and then pulled out a wooden sword from the suit behind him, and hit the katana held by Shibata Kyoko with a sharp blow.

"boom!"

With a metallic crunching sound, the samurai sword flew out with great force and was firmly stuck on the floor.

"well?"

Hattori Shizuka looked at Fujino holding a wooden sword in front of him and was slightly startled.

She didn't notice when Fujino rushed in front of her.

and……

Where did that wooden knife come from?

"I just want to commit suicide..."

Only then did Shibata Kyoko react. She knelt on the ground and covered her sore arm from the shock, crying bitterly.

"AHO!" (idiot)

Hattori Jinghua felt that he should not do anything since he was here, so he walked forward and cursed, then knelt down on the tatami, silently pulled out the katana stuck on the ground, and took back the scabbard: "You idiot who wants to commit suicide, do you still want to continue killing people? Every life is precious. There is no distinction between you and me, even your own life! I really don't know what you think."

"Ms. Ikeha, have you ever been a Hokage before?"

Just when Shizuka Hattori stood up, Fujino came over and asked.

"Huh? What shadow?"

Shizuka Hattori raised his head, obviously not understanding what Fujino was talking about, and revealed his Osaka accent in surprise.

"Just pretend I didn't say it."

Fujino shook his head silently and silently hid the wooden knife in the suit behind him: "It was also because I met a certain first love."

The stupid sentence he just said reminded him of Tsunade inexplicably.

To be honest, Hattori Shizuka's voice did sound quite similar to Tsunade's, and it even made him wonder if the other person was Tsunade who had traveled through time.

But looking at it now, she has never been Hokage, so she should not be that Tsunade.