Kudo Shinichi answered the student's confusion: "If you use some props to assist, you will not leave fingerprints. For example, the edge of the hairpin on a girl's head and the edge of the brooch badge. As long as you can press the keyboard with a smooth surface, these hard objects with smooth surfaces can press the keyboard to type text without fingerprints. Even if the fingerprints are firm afterwards, no results will be identified. Even if you accidentally leave extremely fine scratches, it can be explained that the deceased used the tip of his nails during daily use."

Mido Tsuki glanced at Kudo Shinichi, and it was easier for a famous detective to help out.

"Love! These are just your quibbling. What evidence do you have to prove what you said?"

Miboko Shimomura was still angry, but it was no longer the resentment when she first identified the murderer, but was panic, and the situation was beyond her control.

"What numeric keys, bloodstains are just your wishful explanation and false accusation!"

"Maybe it was because Reiya knew that you knew Fukuzawa Yukiki, so she deliberately marked Fukuzawa Yukiki on the text message!"

"Do you think you can clear your suspicion by just using such a random statement? No, you are the murderer!"

"You policemen won't believe it anymore, numeric keys, etc., all this is a coincidence."

Miboko Shimomura looked at the police officers of the Police Department. The people who were indignant before were already confused by the testimony. Officer Meguchi coughed, and his attitude towards Mitotsuki was no longer as tough as before.

Officer Meguri hesitated: "Mito's reasoning... your guess is wonderful, but if it is just such a detail, it will not clear your suspicion."

As he said that, Officer Meguru looked at Mihoko Shimomura again.

That's right, Mito Tsuki did not clear his suspicion, but his words made Mihoko Shimomura next to him suddenly become suspicious.

"Student Shimomura, I think you need to go to the police station with us to do an investigation in the future.

Officer Meguchi's words caused an uproar around him.

"How to remove suspicion..." Mitozuki stared at Hanazumi Reiya's body and looked at the photo Miboko Shimomura took out before, "No, it is evidence that Miboko Shimomura, you are the murderer, I have it."

Mito's tone was not high, but his words were loud and loud.

"Mito, what evidence do you have?" Officer Meguri became anxious.

Miboko Shimomura made a sedate: "The evidence is not enough, so don't swear."

"You are looking for something." Mido Tsuki stared at Miboko Shimomura's eyes. "After killing someone, he was looking for something, so the clothes on Hana Azuki Reiya were a little messy, and that thing was logically carried by Hana Azuki Reiya."

"I, I, I don't understand what you are saying." Mihoko Shimomura's face turned paler than before. Looking at Mihoko Shimomura's face, Mito Tsuki felt even more confident.

Officer Meguri was determined to play his qualities as a policeman and could not let Mito finish everything. He said, "Student Mito, are you referring to the signs that Hanazumi Reiya's clothes have been carefully searched?"

"That's right, Shimomura's classmate framed me for me by rummaging through the body, forging the crime scene where I was looking for photos, but in fact I could think about it the other way around."

Mito Tsuki narrowed his eyes: "The process of searching for clothes will leave guidance if he is not careful, so he can only search through non-direct contact methods, such as finding a stick. If I am really a suspect, it is understandable to do this trouble, because I cannot keep the photos on the scene, so I have to search through them at the risk of leaving traces."

"But the classmates in Xiacun have designed routines for me, so there is no need to take the risk of leaving guidance to make a fuss and search the scene in one go. Any extravagance is ulterior motive..."

"The only explanation is that Shimomura is indeed looking for something. There is something she is willing to take risks to find. Not to mention that she found it or did not find it. One of the final results is that she cleverly framed me the scene."

Mihoko Shimomura had no words anymore. She looked at Mitotsuki gloomyly and said after a long time: "Bornful speculation, since you said that I killed the person and the evidence was all forged by me, what am I looking for?"

"Yes, Mito classmate, Shimomura... According to your speculation, what are you looking for?"

Police Officer Meguru was able to express everyone's doubts.

The crowd's eyes were all focused on Mitotsuki. They seemed to have forgotten the fear of hearing about the murder case, and now they only want to watch Mitotsuki's mystery show.

"It's so handsome." Suzuki Sonoko beside Ran Mori held her heart in her hands, revealing a standard crazy girl's smile.

"What I'm looking for is an item that will reveal her identity. You can push it back. This item must have these attributes."

Mitozuki calmly looked like a bystander, rather than a teenager who had been falsely accused of being a murderer before: "First, it should be able to carry it with you."

"Second, this item is special."

"Third, this item will inevitably expose Mihoko Shimomura's identity."

"Fourth, in common sense, Hua Yuan Riya has the reason to carry it with you."

"Fifth, according to the third ability, it is concluded that this item is related to the reading room, the location."

Five inferences about things, and each time one is said, Miboko Shimomura's face becomes a bit ugly.

"Shinichi, what is Mito talking about?" Ran Mori couldn't figure out the joints and asked Kudo Shinichi.

Kudo Shinichi smiled bitterly: "There are too few conditions. I haven't mastered all the conditions yet. However, with five conclusions, the scope of that item is not large."

Mitotsuki looked at Officer Meguri: "Officer Meguri, can I find something?"

"Okay, are you going back to the classroom?"

"No, it's nearby."

Mito Tsuki walked to where he was sitting when he was reading in the reading room, then turned his body slightly and walked to the bookshelf next to him.

He followed last night's memory and stopped at two-thirds of the length of the bookshelf.

"It's here."

Mito's fingers swept across the spines of the standing books, and finally stopped on one.

"Love Letter, are you just hiding something in it? It's really..." Mito Tsuki took out a love novel with the words "Love Letter" written on the cover.

This is a novel written by an unknown writer in Conan's world. It is a love novel.

Mito Tsuki was not interested in romance novels, so he had never read them.

“It’s really…”

“What a boring pun game.”

"Crash!"

Mito Tsuki slowly flipped the pages and slowly pulled out two love letters from the "Love Letter".

"This is what you are looking for, what you forged - the love letter I wrote to Hua Yuan Rimi."
Chapter completed!