The sixth man of Conan's police academy

Chapter 204 Is it really worth your crying?
"It's just a simple trick using ice."

Ritsu Sasashima looked at everyone and said slowly: "When you entered the room, you should have noticed that the temperature in the room was very high, right? If there must be a murderer in this case, it would be the victim Fujie Akiyoshi himself. "

After being reminded by Onizawa Takashi, Megure Thirteen suddenly realized: "So that's it! The victim Fujie Akiyoshi committed suicide by fixing a kitchen knife with ice cubes!"

It seems that the Megure Police Department is quite capable. Ritsu Sasajima nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Fujie only needs to fix the kitchen knife with a square ice cube and place it on the floor, and then adjust the temperature of the central air conditioner to the highest level. Then stand on this chair and fall to the kitchen knife fixed on the ice block in one breath."

He walked to the body and squatted down, pointing to the hollow in the floor and said: "There is a hollow here to fix the handle of the knife. When the indoor temperature continues to rise, the ice will melt, so the blood will be diluted. There are also a small amount of residual water stains, which proves that Fujie Akiyoshi committed suicide."

Sasajima Ritsu looked at Yamagishi Eiichi who was breathing a sigh of relief, his eyes fell on the right trouser pocket that he had always covered, and smiled: "I think Mr. Fujie should have grabbed something about Miss Yoko before he died, Mr. Yamagishi, he should Did you take it away?"

Yamagishi Eiichi was slightly startled. After hearing this, he had to take out a long brown hair hidden in his pocket and whispered: "I'm sorry, Mr. Police, I thought Yoko was the murderer, so..."

"You have to be sentenced for shielding criminals. Fortunately, this case was directed and acted by the victim." Ritsu Sasashima said in a somewhat unkind tone. People's legal awareness is really weak nowadays, but thinking about it from another angle, he is indeed A very dedicated agent.

Okino Yoko was puzzled: "Wait a minute, Onizawa Police Department, why did Mr. Fujie do this? Why did he commit suicide in my house or even frame me?"

"Probably because he still loves you very much." Ritsu Sasashima glanced at the body indifferently and speculated: "Miss Ikezawa and your back are very similar. I think he mistook Miss Ikezawa for you. , because he was afraid that you would ignore him, so he used relatively rough methods to control him."

"Mr. Fujie was deeply surprised by the resistance. He felt that the love he wanted to recover with all his heart was not worth mentioning in your eyes, so he turned his love into despair and resentment."

"But!" Yoko Okino recalled her first love in high school and said in confusion: "But he dumped me? Why do you want me again?"

"You are wrong Yoko." Yamagishi Eiichi, who felt guilty in his heart, finally made up his mind to tell the truth. He whispered: "Actually, I went to ask him to break up with you. I'm sorry for the bright future of your idol career. "

"how so…"

Naturally, Sasashima Ritsu didn't know much about love, but he couldn't understand Fujie Akiyoshi's approach. He looked at Okino Yoko, who was secretly sad, and said in a deep voice: "Is it really worth your tears?"

"?"

He paced to the cabinet, shook out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and lit it with the strangely shaped lighter.He took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on, slowly said: "If I like someone, even if she doesn't like me, I should respect the other person's choice and not use extreme methods."

"If your agent hadn't taken away that hair, and if the police officer handling the case hadn't been me, you might have become the protagonist of an unjust case with great social impact and spent the rest of your life in prison."

Sasashima Ritsu lazily puffed out the smoke, looked directly at Okino Yoko with his scarlet eyes, and said in a calm tone: "So do you still feel sad about this twisted love?"

Okino Yoko's eyes widened and she didn't know what to answer for a while. Even others glanced at Onizawa Takashi in surprise. In most people's eyes, the preconception might be this man's infatuation and the relationship between them. Misunderstanding, I didn't expect that the first thing Onizawa saw was the love that would rot and stink even if it started over.

Her answer didn't seem to be needed because he didn't care what it was.

Ritsu Sasashima yawned and pretended to be sleepy. He waved his hand towards Megure Thirteen and said, "I'll leave the rest of the Megure Police Department to you. I'll go back and rest first."

"Okay, I'm really bothering you today. Be careful on the way back."

"Ah."

Just as he had stepped out of the entrance hall, Sasashima Ritsu suddenly thought of something. He stepped back and groped around on his body, then casually took out his cigarette case and handed it to Okino Yoko, smiling: "Alright. Please give me one thing, Miss Yoko."

"Yes... do you need me to buy you cigarettes?" Okino Yoko looked at the cigarette box handed to him and asked doubtfully.

"No, please sign your name on the cigarette box. I am your fan."

With hypocrisy on his face, Sasashima Ritsu once again said something against his will. If he wanted to create a completely different persona from his original self, he might want to learn about vodka and pursue idol stars that he had no interest in before.

"Huh? Okay, okay."

After Okino Yoko signed her name, she handed the cigarette case back in a chaotic way. Until Onizawa Takashi left without looking back, she tilted her head and cursed in her heart: What a strange police officer, he is obviously not a fan. , but asked myself for a signature.

After all, no fan would be so calm when an idol is in trouble, and moreover, fans would not just smoke with a cigarette case, or even put the cigarette case back without confirming the signature on it.

Ritsuke Sasashima didn't care what Okino Yoko thought. He took the elevator to the ground floor, walked through the corridor and walked out of the apartment building.The biting cold wind outside made him shiver. He couldn't help but push up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, which provided some protection from the wind and prevented the wind from blinding him.

He stretched out his hand to hail a taxi, and as soon as he got in, the lenses of his glasses quickly accumulated white mist.

"Tsk."

It's really not praiseworthy. It didn't take more than 1 minute.

Ritsu Sasashima took off his glasses and took out a handkerchief to wipe away the white mist on them. He looked up at the driver who turned to look at him and said slowly: "Go to 5-chome 44, Mita-cho, Minato-ku."

Instead of continuing to live in a hotel, he purchased the top floor of a high-end apartment building.

Take the elevator to the 47th floor, the highest floor. After entering a 32-digit password mixed with numbers and letters, the fully automatic smart door slowly opens, just like a futuristic cabin.

As soon as he got into the taxi, he used the smart software bound to his mobile phone to turn on the heating in the house. Ritsu Sasashima took off his windbreaker and looked at the time on his wrist.

It was 1:37 in the morning, less than 7 hours before going to work tomorrow, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Stepping barefoot on the black walnut solid wood floor, you come to the bar in the corner of the living room.The wine cabinet is filled with red wines of different prices, in addition to various brands of foreign wines.

After he reached out and selected three of them, he tore off his black tie with one hand and threw it on the bar counter. He also unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and lifted up his sleeves to prepare for mixing drinks.

Mix dry gin, cherry brandy, dry vermouth and a few ice cubes in a mixing glass, cover with a filter and pour the mixed cocktail into a tower glass.

Kiss in the Dark, a perfect cocktail for the night.

Hey.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the night view of Tokyo. He fumbled for his cell phone from his pocket, and the email from Belmode was displayed on the LCD screen.

[Vermouth: I don't think you slept. ]
His slender cell phone tapped the screen, and he turned it off directly after the email was sent.During this time, he wanted to enjoy a quiet night and not want to be disturbed by anyone.

Bellmode, who was far away in Los Angeles, had just finished her lunch and put down her knife and fork after seeing the reply to the email.After reading the content of the reply, she smiled.

[Augier: Isn’t it thanks to you that I got insomnia? ]
"But I also kept you young forever, isn't it? (But I also kept you young forever, wasn't it?)"

(End of this chapter)