Chapter 245: Commission of proof

　　 Tuesday, September 10.
　　 In the afternoon, after school, Conan got rid of the three of the detective team and hurried back to the Maori detective office. Yesterday he waited to fall asleep, and in the morning I heard Lan said that Maori didn't come back until almost three o'clock in the morning.
　　Maori is not in the office, and Lan and the others have not finished school. Conan looked at the news about the charred male body found in Chihuo Village, Gunma County, and thought about it.
　　 Soon after, Maori came back with two file bags. The name of the photographing hall was printed on the file bag.
　　 Maori sat on the sofa with his back to the door and put one file bag next to him, turning the other upside down. A lot of photos fell on the coffee table, and Maori looked at them one by one.
　　 Found that it was not the Negishi Masaki that Maori followed that day, Conan lying on the back of the sofa said: "Uncle Maori, who is this person, is it a suspect?"
　　 "This guy is called Abe Toyoshi." Maori said about Abe Toyoshi casually.
　　500 million yen? Then the biggest suspect is him. Conan asked, "Did Mr. Negishi drive there? Or did Mr. Abe drive him there?"
"The police are now investigating the toll booths along the road, but because the staff were not all there that night, they have not been completed, and the investigation of Mr. Abe's neighborhood is now during the daytime and has not been completed." Mouri said. "The Police Department Megumi told me that after Officer Shiratori sent Mr. Abe home, he took a look at his house under the pretext of going to the bathroom, but there was no obvious abnormality. The Saturday morning paper was taken home."
　　 Seeing that there is a clock in the background of almost every photo, Conan asked,
It’s really weird. Why does Mr. Abe take pictures with the clock every time?

"This is to prove that he has no time to commit crimes, because it is easy to travel back and forth within the country," Maori said. The employees live together, saying it is to mingle with the employees."
　　 Yamazaki came in and laughed: "It must be fun to shop in a room." At the same time, Lan also came in and laughed, "I'm back."
　　 "Yamazaki, you are here." Maori turned his head and said to himself, "Yeah? Who was I talking to just now?" Then he looked at Conan and asked, "Is it you?"
"Hey." Conan laughed dryly, lying on the back of the sofa, trying to reach out and pick up the paper bag on the sofa and asked, "Uncle Maori, what photo is in this bag?" He took the paper bag up. , But he took the lower end, and the bag was not sealed. The photos inside all fell out and spilled on the sofa and the floor.
　　 Looking at Maori who raised his fist, Conan couldn't laugh.
　　 "Pop!" Maori planted a mushroom on Conan's head, then picked him up and threw him into Lan's arms. "Look at this kid."
　　Looking at Conan holding his head, Lan asked, "Does it hurt?" He put down Conan and blew on his head, then waved and laughed, "All the pain is flying away."
　　 Conan is speechless, please, even if you look at it, I'm seven years old. To a three-year-old kid... Then I saw Yamazaki laughing at him and blushed.
　　 Yamazaki, who picked up the photo, smiled at Conan, then arranged the photo and placed it on the coffee table, and asked, "Uncle, these are the photos you took when you followed Negishi-san for three days?"
　　 "Yes," said Maori, "I didn't expect this to be his photo."
　　 Yamazaki asked again: "Then these pictures of Mr. Abe..."
"I asked the police department to lend it to me specially," Mouri said. "By the way, the police found out from an employee of Mr. Abe's company. More than three months ago, Mr. Abe suddenly moved the company's money to his own account. Here, it also used the name of the company to raise large sums of debt, and in the end made a good company bear more than 300 million yen in debt.
　　 Lan asked, "Why is this? The company is not his?"
　　 "I don't know what the reason is, but he is very short of money. It can't be wrong." Maori said, "So he has the motivation."
Yamazaki said, "So, let Negishi-san and him set up the gambling agreement, it is also planned." At the same time, he thought, and then he learned from the newspaper that Dr. Sawagi Hako had escaped from Uncle Mori, and he couldn't wait. The implementation of this event may have been planned long ago.
"Not only that, in common sense, the murderer would conceal the facts as much as possible, but Mr. Negishi was placed in a high platform for the fire festival, and he deliberately left clues that could prove his identity beside him, for fear that others would not know it. These behaviors are too abnormal." Mouri said, "On the other hand, Abe Feng took his employees to Kyushu for a trip, and he had a perfect alibi." Then he patted the coffee table and accidentally piled it up, Mr. Negishi. The photos of shook apart and said angrily, "Damn it, this alibi was made by me with the dead Negishi-san."
　　 Looking at the few photos that were scattered on the coffee table, Conan was stunned for a moment, then took two of them and looked at them carefully. In this photo, the golf club is swung with the right hand, and the noodles in this photo is the left hand. Conan said in surprise, this is a substitute.
"By the way, Uncle Maori, when I picked up these photos just now, I found a problem," Yamazaki said, "It's Mr. Negishi's taste." After finding four photos, he said, "This one is in a golf shop , This one is in the pub, this one is in the park, this one is the coffee shop. By the way, there is this one too," Yamazaki took a photo from Conan who had read the photo, "This is eating on the roadside Stall, still eat while walking."
"This is indeed a problem," Maori said. "Let me think about it. He was at the company on Thursday and went straight home in the evening. He went to the company in the morning and the golf shop in the afternoon. He bought a few clubs and then went to the wine shop. , I returned home in the evening. On Saturday morning, I saw him in a nearby park. He swayed all day long. He had lunch in a coffee shop. In the evening, I had a bowl of noodles by the road. Then go home."
According to Maori’s words, I divided the photos. Looking at Friday’s photos, you use your right hand to swing golf clubs, sign bills, and hold wine glasses. On Saturday, you use your left hand to drink coffee and eat noodles. Yamazaki laughs. "I thought Mr. Negishi could use both left and right hands." Then he asked, "If you only use one side for a day, have you ever thought about being a stand-in, Uncle Maori?" He pointed out what he had just discovered.
　　 "Sure enough, I only use one side a day," Maori smiled. "Very well, I finally found the flaw."
　　 "Also, Uncle Mori," Yamazaki smiled, "I bought golf clubs for golf, and most of them are reserved with friends. If Negishi doesn't go, his friends will call him."
　　 Maori said, "You're right, I'm going to the Metropolitan Police Department." Then he put away the photos and left with two bags of photos.
　　 "Oh, it's getting late," Lan looked at Zhong and said, "I'm going to cook."
　　 Waiting for Lan to leave, Conan asked, "Do you think you can find this person?"
　　 "The key is time, and whether you can prove him is also a question." Yamazaki said, "Also, I don't think he will stay in the country and wait for the police to investigate slowly."
　　 "Yes, there is no evidence to prove that this incident is related to him. If he leaves, the police will not be able to keep him." Conan said, "But he hasn't taken the insurance money. There should be time."
　　 looked at the clock, Yamazaki smiled and said: "It's past five o'clock, you can stare here, I'm home for dinner, call me something."...
　　Mei Dai Restaurant.
　　 After six o'clock in the evening, Maori appeared with a bad face and asked for a dozen beer.
　　 On the beer, Yamazaki asked, "What happened, uncle?"
　　Opening a can of beer, Maori said, "That guy Abe Feng took away the insurance money, and he is going to the United States by plane tonight." Then he raised his head and poured it.
　　 Yamazaki was taken aback together, and Yamazaki asked, "He has received the insurance now. Has it been confirmed that the deceased is Mr. Negishi Masaki?"
　　 "The Megome Police Department said that Mr. Negishi Masaki's medical records will not be available until tomorrow morning," Mouri said, "but it's almost certain now. After all, if he is alive, he should come out when he sees the news."
　　 "Is there no evidence left by the police to Mr. Abe?" Yamazaki asked again, "Is there no progress in those things?"
"People near Abetoyo's house all said that they were sleeping at home in the early morning, and they didn't see Abetoyo coming in and out. Only people saw Abetoyo going out in the morning, and according to the time, he went to the airport." Mouri said, " Also, according to the phone recording of Mr. Negishi’s home, the police have confirmed the golf incident~EbookFREE.me~ and found a set of fingerprints of strangers in Mr. Negishi’s house. Now it can be confirmed that someone has entered Negishi. Mr.'s home."
　　 "Just someone?" Conan asked.
"Because there is no way to determine when it happened, nor is it sure that the person was dressed as Negishi-san." Mouri said, "The police are trying their best to find that person, but Abe will leave now. Based on the current evidence, The police could not keep him."
　　 "When will Mr. Abe leave?" Conan asked.
　　 "Tonight at ten o'clock, it is a business inspection. It was arranged five days ago, which is Friday." Maori said, "Damn it, he planned it early in the morning. He wants to go abroad before the police react."
　　 Damn it, it seems I can only gamble. Conan turned around and said to Miko Miyamoto behind the counter: "Aunt Miko, I suddenly remembered that Dr. Aka asked me for something, and I want to ask for leave." Without waiting for Miko Miyamoto's consent, he ran to the dressing room.
　　 "Mom?" Yamazaki asked in the past.
　　 "Let him go, and see what he can think of a way to swindle evidence." Miko Miko said with a smile, "Just watch."
　　 "Look? I understand." Yamazaki smiled.
　　 Conan ran to Dr. Akasa’s house, borrowed a voice changer, and called Mauri in the voice of the police department, saying that Mr. Abe’s alibi had been cracked and asked Mauri to rush to the airport to testify for the police. Then, using Maori's voice, he called the police department of Mugo, saying that he had deciphered Abe's alibi and asked the police department to rush to the airport to arrest people. Then let Dr. Ari take him to the airport. ...