Conan: Science Cartoonist Kudo Yuji

"From beginning to end, many people have entered President Matsushita's office today. We can't simply rule out the possibility of murder."

After briefly reviewing the surveillance video, Kudo Yuji shook his head at the flirting couple and motioned for Mr. Fujimine to come over as well.

"I have thought about the cause of death. It is possible that President Matsushita's acute myocardial infarction was caused by human factors."

Kudo Shinichi chose to speak with his own voice in this room, so he pointed at the screen casually and nodded at the head of President Matsushita on the screen.

"But this is difficult. It takes a lot of preparation to artificially cause an acute myocardial infarction, and no matter how you look at it, the participants in this death case just happened to get involved in the case."

Yuji opened his notebook and sorted out the company's employee list bit by bit: "They went to the office only after receiving the pager. Apart from that, there was no other..."

"and many more!"

Mr. Fujimine's sudden call to stop scared Yuji so much that he trembled. He threw the mouse aside and glared at his brother, then stood up and gave his seat back to Shinichi.

As the surveillance video played quickly, the progress bar at double the speed quickly retreated to a person carrying a lunch box into the office, making Fujimine a little stiff.

"This is……"

"Oh, she's a pretty wife."

With a raised eyebrow, Yuuji took out a handkerchief from his arms in front of Xiaolan, shook the cloth lightly with his wrist, then leaned slightly on the edge of the chair, pinched the handkerchief between his index finger and thumb, and began to wipe it on Shinichi's mask, which did not sweat.

"Hey, Shinichi, you didn't do anything to this married woman, right? This is troublesome, you are a married man."

"Hey, what are you talking about..."

The two brothers were wearing two masks that didn't look handsome, and their interaction made Xiaolan, who was standing beside them, cover her face and didn't want to talk. When the thoughts that had made her heart beat fast about these two guys popped into her head, she wanted to stab them on the head.

"Mrs. Tanaka is my client today."

"Oh? The client who asked you to investigate her husband?"

Yuji looked curiously at Mrs. Tanaka who was delivering a box of dessert to President Matsushita in the picture. She struggled to avoid the old president's hand, but in the end, her whole body stiffened when the president said something and she did not resist the president anymore.

"It's the wrong time."

Mr. Fujimine pinched his chin. He remembered that not long after he saw the president, employees Tanaka and Mitarai enter the office building, Mrs. Tanaka walked to the booth. So how did Mrs. Tanaka come to the company?

The time on the monitor alone was wrong. According to this point, he should be going for a ride with Mrs. Tanaka.

"Could it be twins?"

Yuji patted his chair and said, "Although mystery novels do not allow the appearance of twins, reality does not follow the setting."

"Makes sense."

Mr. Fujimine nodded, and his thoughts returned to Mitarai and Tanaka. These two people had also entered President Matsushita's office. In his opinion, it was a bit too coincidental that Mrs. Tanaka was looking for a detective.

"Mr. Mitarai's resentment towards the president has been going on for a long time."

The sound of the text message immediately made the three people in the room quiet down, and their eyes were focused on Kudo Yuji's pocket. Seeing Mr. "Kuroba Yusaku" take out his cell phone and show an "as expected" expression, Fujimine's face darkened and he sighed helplessly.

"Mrs. Tanaka has a twin sister, Ms. Yamada, who is unmarried. I'm afraid she asked her sister to cover for her. And we can also confirm the method from the autopsy of President Matsushita." "Am I mistaken for an uncle?"

Mr. Fujimine had experienced the same thing as Kogoro Mouri, who had been treated as a stupid detective who forged an alibi by murderers more than once. He pounded the table in frustration and took all the responsibility on himself.

"I thought I was an excellent detective, and I made myself sound very good when I introduced myself to Mrs. Tanaka, but I didn't expect her to use me as an alibi."

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"Perhaps it was because Ms. Yamada heard that you were an excellent detective that she decided to hire you as her detective."

Xiaolan became sad again, and although this sadness was completely useless in the eyes of the Kudo brothers, she still put her shoulders on Kudo Shinichi's shoulders, and pitied Mrs. Tanaka with a sad face.

"Yuji, Shinichi, how do they kill people?" Xiaolan put her face close to Shinichi.

"Actually, it should be them!"

Yuuji first adjusted the surveillance video to the scene where member Mitarai entered the office, deliberately stopped at the place where the member accidentally knocked over the president's desk, and pointed to a corner.

"When submitting his report, Mr. Mitarai deliberately knocked down President Matsushita's heart pills, then bent over to check and took out a bottle of the same packaging but with different medicine from his pocket."

The boy moved the mouse and adjusted the progress of the video to the time when Mrs. Tanaka appeared.

"Mrs. Tanaka then brought the dessert to the office and watched President Matsushita eat it."

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Yuji Kudo pointed out that the desserts found in President Matsushita's stomach were high in oil and sweetness, that Mrs. Tanaka deliberately adjusted the indoor temperature of the air conditioner, and that the indoor water dispenser in the office was damaged due to the increase in air conditioning temperature.

"Everything seems like a coincidence. As long as no one investigates the surveillance, or the person who investigates the surveillance is not careful, President Matsushita's death will be a complete accident."

The most important thing now is to find evidence, because everything that happened was not done by the same person. Even if President Matsushita is dead, it can only be judged as a coincidence.

"Unless someone can prove that what they did was pre-planned, it will be difficult to convict these three people even if we deduce the truth."

The two brothers in the monitoring room looked at each other. From the younger brother's actions, it could be seen that he had planned to let the matter go, but Mr. Fujimine still wanted to fight for it.

"No matter how good the reason is, killing someone is killing someone."

Kudo Shinichi looked at his brother seriously. Unlike his past judgments based solely on the law, his thoughts now became clearer.

Regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, the law is the basic principle for maintaining social stability. Even if there are individual cases that do not meet the standards, it is still a bottom line.

"I think this case should end here." Yuji shook his head.

"No, we want to tell the truth about the murder of President Matsushita by these three people."

"They won't admit it. Mrs. Tanaka just fed President Matsushita food that he couldn't eat and was concerned about whether his air conditioner was too low on a cold day. The other two people can also be explained as being worried about their brother-in-law cheating and accidentally knocking over something on the president's desk."

Yuji was the first to oppose his eldest brother. He didn't care whether the real murderer was found or not. He mainly felt that this case was too meaningless and he didn't intend to find the murderer for the scumbag.

"Xiaolan..."

Kudo Shinichi looked at Xiaolan, and then found that his fiancée was hesitant, but finally agreed to his plan. Then he nodded happily and took out the contract written by Miss Yamada from his pocket.

"Yes, I have decided. I will tell the truth." (End of this chapter)