Chapter 253 The Injured Masahiko

Ze Yu naturally understood what Huihara Ai meant. He just smiled and didn't say anything.

Conan returned to the room from the balcony, touched his chin, frowned and thought.

at this time……

"Huh? Why are you all in the room? What happened?"

The tall Masahiko suddenly appeared at the door, looking at everyone in the room in confusion.

He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt that was soaked by the rain, and there was an obvious bruise on his left arm, as if it had been caused by a beating with a baseball bat.

There was a scratch on his face and a circle of tape wrapped around the palm of his right hand, which seemed to be injured as well.

It looked like he had had a fight with someone not long ago.

Conan turned his head and looked at the injuries on his body, his eyes fixed in thought.

"I was just attacked here." Yuanzi asked curiously: "What about you? How did you get hurt?"

"Oh, it's like this. When I came here just now, I saw a guy running out of the hotel in a hurry. I thought there was something wrong with him, so I stopped him and wanted to ask him something." Masahiko explained.

"As a result, the guy attacked me like crazy. Although I managed to beat him away, I was also injured."

Having said that, Masahiko deliberately raised his injured arm and said helplessly.

"Is that person... a man?" asked Sonoko.

Masahiko was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little surprised, but he still answered honestly: "Although I can't see his face clearly, it is indeed a man."

"It was him!" Yuanzi's face turned red with anger, and she gritted her teeth and said, "It was that guy who attacked me in the room. If Xiaoyu hadn't suddenly appeared, I would have almost died!"

"By the way, Xiaoyu, I forgot to thank you just now." Yuanzi turned around, looked at Zeyu gratefully, and bowed to him sincerely: "Thank you so much!"

"Sister Yuanzi, there's no need to be so distant." Ze Yu said with a smile: "What is our relationship? It's just a small favor."

A little effort?

Masahiko thought of the red and swollen back of his hand, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and then he was discovered by Conan.

Conan's eyes are not blind. Since he has begun to suspect Masahiko, all his actions will not escape Conan's eyes.

The same goes for micro-expressions.

Masahiko naturally didn't notice Conan's observation, he only had one thought in mind.

That is……

damn it!
The garden cannot be let go, and neither can the brown-haired kid.

And this blond kid can't be let off easily!
If you accidentally fall into my hands, I will torture you!
I can't even die happily!
If I don’t avenge this, I’m not a man!
Masahiko thought viciously.

But what he didn't expect was that Ze Yu heard his inner voice and read his thoughts in person.

Ze Yu raised his head, glanced at Zheng Yan lightly, and then looked away.

This kind of minion is not worth his too much attention.

There are so many people in this world who want to kill Ze Yu, but he is just a supporting role, it will never be his turn.

To put it simply, someone like Masahiko is not worthy of Ze Yu's serious attention, let alone wasting his attention.

Masahiko could never have imagined that he had tried so hard to kill the other party, but after knowing his intention, the other party simply ignored him. That kind of dismissive attitude was just like treating an ant on the roadside.

"Uncle, can you take off your shirt? Your clothes are soaked. It's easy to catch a cold if you wear wet clothes." Conan suddenly said.

"Well, kid, thank you for your advice." Masahiko took off his wet shirt without hesitation and put it on the ground.

Although his arm was injured, there were only bruises and no bite marks.

Both Conan and Haibara Ai saw it.

At this moment, Kyogoku Makoto suddenly appeared behind Masahiko, with a white light flashing on his glasses, and asked, "What's wrong, ladies?"

His right arm was wrapped in a bandage, and it was obvious that he was injured just like Masahiko.

Seeing Kyogoku Makoto's arm, Xiaolan's pupils shrank. She immediately walked forward, raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked, "How did you get your arm injured?"

Her attitude was far from friendly, and there was even a hint of questioning in her tone.

Obviously, Xiaolan thought Kyogoku Makoto was the murderer who was bitten by Sonoko.

"This was bitten by a drunk customer a few days ago." Kyogoku Makoto raised his arm and said lightly.

"When was that? Please be more specific!" Xiaolan asked relentlessly.

"I don't think he's the murderer." Yuanzi stepped forward and acted as a peacemaker, explaining, "Because the man who attacked me had a lot of hair on his arms."

If the murderer is Kyogoku Makoto, is it possible that after being bitten, he shaved the hair on his arm and then wrapped it with a bandage?
This is impossible.

In such a short time, if he was really the murderer, he would not have had time to shave off his hair.

What's more, at noon, Sonoko had seen Kyogoku Makoto's arms, and there were indeed no hairs on his hands, just like now.

As to whether he was wearing a bandage at that time, Yuanzi did not observe carefully.

"This big brother is definitely not the murderer." Huihara Ai said, "The big brother should be a karate master, right? If he did it, Sonoko wouldn't have had a chance to bite him, and she wouldn't have been able to hold on until we got here."

Haibara Ai has a strong intuition, and Kyogoku Makoto has put a lot of pressure on her, so she has a deep impression of Kyogoku Makoto.

Huihara Ai was telling the truth.

If Kyogoku was the murderer and wanted to kill Sonoko, he could do it in less than 10 seconds.

However, Sonoko and the murderer remained in a stalemate in the room for nearly a minute. Kyogoku's skills were not that poor.

"That's right." Xiaolan nodded awkwardly and smiled wryly.

Kyogoku looked at them calmly, as cold as a log, and asked, "Did anyone attack you?"

"That's right. The man was stealing in our room. When he was caught by Yuanzi, he attacked her. Then, when we rushed over, the man ran out through the window." Xiaolan raised her arm and pointed to the window near the balcony.

Kyogoku Makoto walked over, closed the balcony door, and then locked the floor-to-ceiling window.

He stood up and said casually, "Maybe it was the work of a thief? This kind of thing happened once before."

"Besides, didn't I remind you to remember to close the doors and windows?"

Yuanzi said somewhat unhappily: "Really, something similar happened here before, why didn't you tell us?"

(End of this chapter)