Chapter 15: About Conan's reasoning~

Under the fence next to the steps.
Uncle Maori took a flashlight and took photos on the face of Nazhi, my miserable face:
"This guy... is it really okay?"
When talking, Uncle Maori reached out to the head of Zhizhi Zhenwu—well, there was breathing.
Na Zhizheng has always called himself a "handsome guy", and now this face can only claim to be "a bad brother."
Xiaolan glanced at Uncle Maori: "Dad, I said, nothing!"
Conan Ghost reached out and touched his chin, aiming back and forth, then spared the body and blood on the ground, went to the rolled iron billboard, looked at the dark red blood, and suddenly turned and asked: " Miaozi sister, may I ask, is the billboard here raised before it?"
"Ah...that's right." Dou Miao nodded.
"This iron billboard was about a week ago. We have already called the repairers, but they haven't been repairing..."
Uncle Maori also came over at this time and looked at the billboard. He thought about it: "So, is this really an accidental death? It is estimated that Mr. Zhizheng really should not want to kill Anxi. Mr. However, when he retired Mr. Anxi, Mr. Ansi was unfortunately caught in the neck by an iron billboard... oh..."
"...this should be an accidental killing?"
Conan's little ghost frowned, and went to the front of Zhizhi Zhenwu, and swept his eyes on Nazhizheng.
Shu Yunwen stood up and walked quickly to the shrine's open space on the steps, carefully observing the surroundings.
A few minutes later, Conan Xiaogui also appeared in front of Shu Yunwen, and said: "Yongwen brother, how, you should now have some clues?"
"Well..." Shu Yunwen nodded and looked at the depths of the shrine. He sighed. "Yes, your analysis does have some truth. It is really a murderer."

In this way, our reasoning is the same?

On the face of Conan's little devil, there was a smug smile.
Many times behind Shu Yunwen, this time, he is finally one step ahead.
"...the place where we are now is the crime scene. If we say that Mr. Zhizhen and Mr. An Xishou, who died, have had disputes and scuffles here, it will leave some traces - in fact, No.
Conan was very proud and said his own reasoning.
"... In addition, the body of Nazhi and I am obedient, the clothes are very neat, and there is no trace of twisting. That is to say, the facts we have identified before are likely to be wrong. Mr. Anxi, actually It was not pushed down by the Mr. Nachi."
Shu Yunwen browed and picked: "Is this not you, Xiaolan, Jimei, Miss Yoko, who saw it with their own eyes?"
"Do you see it with your own eyes? This is not very accurate." Conan Xiaogui smiled and replied, "In fact, Xiaolan sisters still have me, and they have not seen the scene of Zhizhi really pushing people down."
After a pause, Conan Ghost continued to explain:
"Small Lan sister, several beautiful sisters and Miss Yoko, they will recognize that Mr. An Xishou, who was pushed from here by Mr. Nachi, is because they first saw Mr. Anxi fall and heard Anxi. When Mr. asks for help, he then sees that Mr. Nazhi happened to be on the steps of the shrine, so he deserved that it was Mr. Nagano who pushed Mr. Ansi down..."
"...this is actually the inertia of people. The so-called 'Mr. Anxi is pushed down by Mr. Nachi', and it is only the picture after their own brains. If you don't believe it, we can ask again after a while. They are three times..."
When Conan was finished, suddenly, he heard the voice of the police car coming from afar: "It looks like the policeman has come."
"Yes."
Two people walked down the steps in front of the shrine and arrived on the road. Then, several police cars happened to stop at the roadside, and then they saw the police officers walking down the car.
Several policemen dispersed the crowd and began to draw a separation belt. They witnessed the police officer walking silently to Shu Yunwen and Uncle Maori. "Why are you?"
"See you, police officer." Uncle Maori looked at him. "These are not the key points. Let's solve the case first..."
"Well... yes." The police officer stared at the body on the ground, and Deng Mi squatted down and started a simple autopsy.
"Is the neck cut by a sharp weapon, and then it is tragic? This is really a very bad case..." The police officer suddenly turned his head. "Yes, in the previous call, the policeman seems to have said that the murderer Already caught, right?"
"Yes, that's right." Xiaolan raised his hand.
"The person who calls the police is me. The murderer is the Mr. Zhizheng who lies there."
I saw the police officer turn around and saw the miserable Zhizhi Zhenwu: "Ah?"
Is this lying here, is it personal?
"...because he wanted to escape when he saw us. So we had to move a little and stop him." Xiaolan explained.
I saw the police officer’s mouth pumping two times –
Nima! People have been labeled like this, are you sure that it is a little bit of a move?
"Police officers, please don't be too harsh on them. I have already taught them." Uncle Maori embarrassed his head.
I saw the police officer nodded, but did not say anything.
If Na Zhizhen is really a murderer, on the way to escape, he was beaten up by people, and their police could not pursue it - after all, it was a murderer...
I waved my hand and witnessed the police officer let a policeman pass and gave Na Zhizhen a simple check.
After a while, the police officer said: "Seeing the police officer, the suspect is only temporarily comatose... oh..."
The voice of the policeman did not fall, and suddenly he saw that Sakamoto had a bottle of water and poured it from the head of Zhizhi Zhenwu.
"Hey! Please don't do this..."
The policeman stopped and stopped. At the same time, he only listened to the lying man who was "hmm" and woke up in confusion.
Sakamoto and the United States re-wrapped the bottled water: "...he is just a coma, and you can wake up with water."
"Hehehe..."
Around, other people's expressions are a look of huh, huh.
At this time, the real man on the ground seemed to wake up a lot, and then began to scream in horror: "No, don't hit me. Really, really is not what I did! I really did not kill Anxi..."
"Oh..." The police officer looked at the man who seemed to be very spiritual. "The gentleman over there, it looks like you are not hurt. If so, can you please answer a few questions?"

"Answer a few questions about the dead on the ground!"
PS: Someone should guess who is the murderer...