The Black Detective of the Detective Conan World

All three used poison, which greatly surprised Naoto Hayashi.

Beika Town is a place of outstanding people and spirits. It's terrifying that someone could obtain a controlled, highly toxic drug so easily.

Suddenly, the little spider he had left outside witnessed another horrifying scene: the middle-aged shopkeeper with a small mustache, his face grim, took out a dagger, rope, and tape, seemingly planning to set up a murder trap in the restroom.

You... even a shark couldn't catch it while it's still hot.

By the time you've set up the trap, Tatsuya Kimura will be long gone.

Just as the people present had predicted, the play began to unfold.

Upon hearing the familiar melody, Tatsuya Kimura immediately stood up cheerfully and began to show off his performance.

He stylishly tossed off his jacket, crossed his arms, and then grabbed the microphone to sing passionately.

After finishing his song and returning to his seat, he asked the drummer in sunglasses to throw him a rice ball. The drummer, with a slight tremor, grabbed a rice ball with his left hand and tossed it to Tatsuya Kimura.

Once I swallowed that rice ball, my fate was in the hands of heaven, not my own!

Just seconds after eating the rice ball, Tatsuya Kimura's expression suddenly changed. He grabbed his neck, jumped up, and after a couple of grunts, fell heavily to the ground.

died.

In an instant, a mass of sin arose in the soul of that brown-haired female manager.

Naoto Hayashi stared wide-eyed, somewhat incredulous.

You should know that three people had separately poisoned him, but the poison ended up on Kimura Tatsuya's right hand, and he must have swallowed it all.

But in the end, why did only one person share the sin?!

Does the world consciousness assign blame based on the order in which the poisoning occurred?

Or perhaps Tatsuya Kimura was poisoned by someone first, and the responsibility falls on that person's head?

This is a bit outrageous...

Chaos erupted inside the private room, with several girls screaming!

Ran ran to call the police, while Conan rushed to the deceased's side and gently sniffed the body.

It tastes like bitter almonds!

It's cyanide!

Who is the murderer?!

In the private room, I, Naoto Hayashi, Ran, and Sonoko can definitely be excluded.

The remaining three are the drummer, the guitarist, and the manager, who had a conflict with the deceased!

A just choice between three options...

Just then, he suddenly saw the bearded shop manager standing at the door, his face filled with shock and panic, and he accidentally revealed the dagger in his pocket.

Why?!

No, how did someone with a dagger end up here?

Holy crap, if the deceased hadn't died from cyanide poisoning, would you have stabbed them in the back?

Don't interfere if it's not important!

He looked at the three suspects again and found that they were all calm on the surface but nervous inside, and his fingers were even trembling slightly.

What's going on? Why are you all so nervous?

Does this mean the killer wasn't one of three, but rather the three of you working together as a shark?

Damn it! What a terrible band!

Wait, wait, wait! What am I thinking? How could such a poisoning be a joint crime? The three of them are the prime suspects, and if they were to work together, none of them would escape!

Therefore, it can only be one of the three of them who committed the crime!

While Conan was still racking his brains, he saw Naoto Hayashi get up, seemingly wanting to approach the suspects!

"Hey hey hey!" Conan was startled and quickly went over to grab Naoto Hayashi, speaking in a child's voice, "Naoto-nii, come here for a second, I have something to tell you."

Naoto Hayashi realized he couldn't shake off the brat, so he could only nod in agreement.

Conan pulled Naoto Hayashi out of the private room and into a secluded corner. His face darkened as he said, "You bastard, are you trying to blackmail an innocent suspect again?"

Lin Zhiren glanced at him in surprise, but instead of hiding anything, he said frankly, "That's right, I'm going to ask each of them for ten million."

"Ten million?!" Conan's face darkened. "This is a crime! A crime! Do you know that?!"

Lin Zhiren spread his hands: "Where did they commit a crime? Those two suspects are innocent, but they don't know it themselves. I went to help them resolve their worries and then accepted a small reward. What's wrong with that?"

Conan laughed at his twisted logic: "The suspects are innocent, don't they know that? Are they idiots?! Even a child couldn't be fooled by your lies!"

Lin Zhiren chuckled: "Do you believe that when the police arrive, I can make all three of them confess?"

Conan looked at Naoto Hayashi with an expression as if he were an idiot: "If you hadn't given false testimony, this would never have happened! If they had actually confessed to everything, I, Conan, would have to change my name from now on!"

Naoto Hayashi shook his head: "Your name Conan is fake anyway, so it doesn't matter whether it's reversed or not. How about this, if you lose, you have to cooperate with me to scare suspects and extort... cough, collect, I mean collect thank-you money."

Conan, caught up in a moment of enthusiasm, said, "Okay! But on the other hand, if you can't do that, then from now on, you're not allowed to make such nasty jokes or extort money from suspects again!"

"It's a deal!"

"It's a deal!"

The two high-fived, their eyes met, and invisible bolts of lightning burst forth in the void.

Chapter 80 You're the Murderer! X3

The two returned to the private room, by which time the police had already arrived quickly.

The team was led by an old acquaintance, Inspector Megure.

He saw that Ran, Naoto Hayashi, and Conan were among those involved in the case, and he immediately sighed.

These are all Mori's family members and assistants. Could it be that they've also gotten involved with Mori's dirty stuff?

Otherwise, how could people die wherever they go?

Yesterday you killed the daughter of the Sijing Group, then in the middle of the night you killed the abbot of Shanni Temple, and before the day is even over, you've killed the lead singer of a band...

Are you guys toxic?

Can't you all just stay home? Is it really interesting for you to come out and cause trouble for innocent people?

Unfortunately, he could only think these words in his heart.

After all, he was a police inspector representing materialism; how could he promote such feudal superstitions?

With a cold expression, Inspector Megure directed his men to begin searching the scene.

Soon, the evidence was examined one by one.

The deceased's clothing revealed highly toxic substances on his left elbow and both hands.

Poison was also detected on the microphone.

However, toxins were detected in the samples taken from the samples.

The evidence was there, but Inspector Megure still couldn't figure out who the killer was.

Since his friend Mori wasn't there, he had to resort to the old method: bring everyone back to the Metropolitan Police Department for a detailed interrogation before making any further decisions.

Suddenly, Naoto Hayashi stepped forward, smiled at him, and said, "Inspector Megure, I have deduced the truth of this case. May I point out the culprit?"

Inspector Megure was taken aback, then overjoyed!

With Mori not around, here comes Lin? Does this mean the little helper has finally graduated and can solve cases on his own?

"Alright, Lin Sang, why don't you try the reasoning?"

Just to be on the safe side, Inspector Megure didn't start calling him "brother" right away; that title would only be bestowed upon him after he solved the case.

Lin Zhiren entered the middle of the private room, his gaze sweeping over the suspects. Amid their anxious expressions, he casually pointed.

"You're the killer! Mr. Drummer!"

The sunglasses-wearing drummer was instantly jolted, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and his body trembled slightly.

Anyone who sees this will be suspicious.

"What...what proof do you have that it was me?"

The sunglasses-wearing drummer asked haltingly.

Inspector Megure, seeing the man's condition, had already taken the handcuffs out and was eagerly waiting to handcuff him.

Naoto Hayashi waved his hand and said, "The deceased died from poisoning after eating the rice ball. And you threw that rice ball to him with your left hand."

"So I deduce that you applied poison to your left hand so that when the deceased asked you for rice balls, you could use your left hand to take the rice balls and hand them to the deceased, thus carrying out your shark plan. Am I right?"

Conan, standing to the side, was eager to try and refute Naoto Hayashi.

So much evidence completely contradicts Naoto Hayashi's reasoning!

The killer is definitely not him!

The drummer in sunglasses collapsed to his knees, utterly exhausted, and said, "Yes, I killed him..."

Conan is dumbfounded! Σ(☉▽☉“

Wait a minute! What exactly happened? Why did you confess? Are you an idiot?!

If you didn't do it, why did you confess?

Naoto Hayashi looked at Conan and mouthed silently, "The first one."

Conan's eyes blazed with fury as he glared menacingly at Naoto Hayashi.

Inspector Megure had a bad feeling. The killer's shark plan seemed a bit too simple, and it didn't quite match up with the other evidence...

But the perpetrator has already confessed, so there shouldn't be any problem.

Brother Lin is quite good...

Just as he was about to step forward and handcuff the man, he heard Hayashi Naoto say something with a smile.

"Sorry, I was just joking. You're not the murderer."

Sunglasses Drummer: ?

Inspector Megure: ?

Conan: !

Everyone else present: ???

Naoto Hayashi waved his hand and said, "If you are the murderer, where did the poison on the microphone come from? After all, cyanide takes effect very quickly, and it's fatal as soon as it's ingested. He didn't have time to touch the microphone after eating the rice ball."

Inspector Megure glanced sideways, sensing that this Mr. Lin had picked up some very bad habits from Mr. Mori.

Let's just call him Lin Sang; he doesn't deserve to be called my younger brother.

The drummer, drenched in cold sweat, pointed at himself and said, "So... I'm not the murderer?"

I definitely have poison in my left hand!

Did the poison not work?

Should I try licking it...?

Forget it, let's not be reckless.

Conan gritted his teeth and said in a clear, childlike voice, "Huh? Then if this big brother isn't the murderer, why would he admit it...?"

"That's not important!" Naoto Hayashi waved his hand, interrupting Conan's spellcasting.

Inspector Megure coughed and said seriously, "Lin-san, stop joking at a time like this. Who is the real killer?"

Naoto Hayashi pointed again.

"You're the killer! Miss Guitarist!"

The red-haired female guitarist shuddered, her face turning deathly pale, and cold sweat pouring down her back.

Clearly, she lacked mental fortitude; she even became somewhat unsteady on her feet after being exposed.

"I...I...I'm not...How could it be me? You're talking nonsense!"