Chapter 972 No More Taking the Blame for Conan

"So, in that mansion, did you always call each other by colors?" Conan asked Suikawa Naoki before leaving.

Naoki Suikawa nodded first, and then added: "However, because Shusaku and I are very good friends, we are the only two who call each other by their names."

Conan looked confused.

Calling others colors is the only way to call the victim, Akashi Shu, his name? This is really a "coincidence".

At the second stop, they came to Yamabuki Shoji's fashion studio.

Yamabuki Shoji is just like his name, he is a person full of vitality and sunshine. He came from a distance, and the whole room suddenly lit up - because he was wearing yellow clothes and had a cute little mustache on his face.

"Hey, you said my fingerprints were left in Ahong's studio." Yamabuki Shoji said with a smile, "There's nothing you can do about it. After all, I have been living in the House of Hope before, so my fingerprints are probably everywhere. Bar."

Conan raised his head and asked as usual: "Since you call Mr. Akashi Shusaku Ahong, do others also call you Yamabuki Ahuang?"

"Yes." Yamabuki Shoji replied, "But it seems that only Alan can call me Xiaoshan."

Conan pondered: "That's right."

Immediately afterwards, Conan asked Yamabuki Shoji about the image of Aoi Kobashi in everyone's mind, and got the answer "like a goddess".

In other words, the four people who lived in the House of Hope all had a grudge against Akashi Shusaku because of the death of Aoi Kobashi, and then killed him.

It's indeed very suspicious.

The third stop was Takuto Momose’s CG studio.

When he got out of the car, Nobuhiro glanced back silently.

Someone was following them, and they had been following them since they went to Suichuan Naoshu's house. But the car kept a relatively safe distance, and every time they stopped, it would park on the side of the road at a distance. He wasn't aggressive, nor did he look like he was trying to harm them. It seemed like he was just monitoring.

Surveillance... is it a police car?

Nobuhiro's eyes quickly swept away from the car and moved to other places. He would also deliberately look around to make his observation less abrupt.

In the studio, Momose Takuto was working on the computer. Hearing that Zhufu Gaoming said that his fingerprints were left on the studio, Momose Takuto said with great disdain: "Hey, you don't doubt me because of this, right? Then I don’t even remember when I got it.”

"No, we are just making routine inquiries."

As soon as Zhu Fu Gaoming said this, Conan took the initiative to ask: "Hey, uncle, will you also be called A Tao by them?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming glanced slightly sideways. A certain outstanding primary school student was completely unaware that his active performance had been noticed by others.

If it were normal, Nobushige would kindly remind him that although most of the time he put the blame on Mouri Kogoro, sometimes he would take care of it himself.

But today... haha, in the face of all the fu Gaoming, I forgive him for being powerless.

Regardless of whether Zhu Fu Gaoming can see their little tricks, Xinfan will never allow it, even if it is just because doing so will bring him into Zhu Fu Gaoming's field of vision.

Therefore, I can only light candles and pray silently for Conan.

Hearing Conan's question, Momose Takuto let out a heavy breath from his nose: "Yes, not only that, sometimes I will be called pink by others!"

"So, after moving out of the mansion, you never went back once?" Zhufu Gaoming asked.

Momose Takuto thought for a while: "I forgot to mention that I went back once four years ago to give away the game software I made. It was a pretty boring chess game, but I know that Ahong and Xiaolan both Love playing chess.”

New information has been obtained. The victim and the key figures who most likely caused the motive for the victim's death all like chess.

Thinking again of the black and white chairs specially left by Akashi Shusaku, the answer seems to be slowly emerging.

Finally, when it was late at night, Nobushige and the others arrived at their last stop - Naoki Shiro's home.

Naoki Shiro is a musician, but he doesn't behave like a musician.

Upon hearing Zhufu Gaoming's words, Naoki Shiro suddenly showed horror: "You said that there are my fingerprints on the door handles and painting tools of the studio? How is this possible? I...ah, by the way, didn't I live in Hope before? Isn't it normal to leave fingerprints?"

Nobuhiro frowned slightly.

Before thinking that he could explain it by saying that he had lived there before, what on earth was Naoki Shiro trying to say? Could it be that...I have obviously wiped it clean?

Naoki Shirou had been paying attention to Zhufugu Gaoming's reaction, and when he saw that he had no expression at all, he was so anxious that he was sweating: "Ah, I remembered it. In fact, I went back half a year ago. At that time, I might indeed have met him. Pass Ahong’s doorknob and painting tools.”

Conan still asked about the name. Although Naoki Shirou was confused, he still answered him.

Immediately afterwards, Naoki Shiro suddenly looked at his watch and said eagerly: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot to schedule a meeting with my band mates today. It's going to be too late. I have to go out now!"

With that said, he hurriedly pushed them out of his room.

Zhufu Gaoming politely took two steps back, not letting Naoki Shiro touch him, and also not causing trouble to him. Even when facing an obvious suspect, he still maintained the demeanor of a gentleman.

As soon as he went out, Nobushige tapped the screen of his mobile phone to remind Hiroki to get up and work.

How could he have missed the possible phone calls and soliloquies of such a suspicious character? Just leave this matter to Hiroki.

Taking advantage of Zhufu Gaoming's inattention, Nobufan took out a wireless earphone from his pocket and put it on.

Coincidentally, Naoki Shiro happened to be on the phone over there.

How bold. Do you dare to call the real culprit right after the police left?

"Hey, it's me." Naoki Shiro's voice seemed a little calmer than before, but he was still nervous, "The police said that my fingerprints were accidentally left in Akashi Shusaku's room. If you don't give me five million If so, I will show the photos to the police!”

Five million, blackmail.

Nobushige made a note for Naoki Shiro in his notebook.

"What, the police asked you the same question? Well, let's see you tonight, I'll wait for you at home."

Naoki Shiro's call was very brief and he hung up within a few seconds, but it contained a lot of information.

It seems that Naoki Shiro is not the murderer. The real murderer is among the remaining three people. He just accidentally obtained the evidence of the real murderer and used it to blackmail him. It is very possible that Naoki Shiro had entered that studio after the incident, otherwise he would not be so sensitive and afraid of fingerprints.

"Officer Zhufushi." Nobushige suddenly called forward, "I have a friend from Nagano who asked me to have supper at 11:30, so I won't go back with you."