Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 71 Death by Poisoning
The one who screamed was Watanabe Haomi.

She stumbled into the living room, bumped into the door of the living room, and fell to the ground. She had to stretch out her hands to barely support her body. Her originally beautiful face was already pale, "Katsuhiko, Katsuhiko..."

"he died!"

Amid some poignant panic, the whole place fell silent, and the brains of many normal people fell into an unprepared blank, instinctively sluggish.

The first person to rush out of the living room and pounce on the body was Mrs. Minagawa.

Her expression changed slightly, she let go of Susumu Minagawa and stumbled towards the direction Watanabe was coming from, "Katsuhiko!"

Only then did the others react and rushed out, shouting "Minagawa" or "Katsuhiko" in random directions. Only Watanabe Komi, who had already seen Minagawa Katsuhiko's body, was still leaning against the door, holding on to the lapel hanging from his chest. Tears came, and tears fell down drop by drop from her pale face.

Mirai Ichijo did not leave the living room. He stood up and walked to a place where he could clearly see the situation in the courtyard, looking at the chaotic scene in the distance.

Minagawa Katsuhiko fell on the lawn, with a box of opened chocolates scattered around him. Mrs. Minagawa fell on his body and was crying. Others were either at a loss or trying to pull her up.

Minagawa Susumu stood blankly outside the crowd, with a look of confusion on his face as he didn't realize that his brother, who seemed to have a bad temper, was dead.

Another child of the same age was also away from the panicked crowd, but he was not as confused as Susumu Minagawa's child, but calm.

Conan squatted next to Mrs. Minagawa, ignoring all the movements around him. He lowered his head and looked at the body seriously, then looked at the box of scattered chocolates. Finally, he raised his head and his eyes passed over several people in turn: Watanabe Komi, Tanaka Naomichi and Mrs. Minagawa.

He is extremely heavy.

This was a search for suspects, and the three most suspicious suspects were actually found.

"One,"

Mirai Ichijo repeated his judgment silently: "A six or seven-year-old detective?"

Is this the neon that prevails among detectives?Even the child has the demeanor of a detective.

And now he is so sharp at only six or seven years old. He smelled the smell before the case happened, started to try to detect information, and locked the suspects immediately after the case happened. Then when he grows up, wouldn't he become someone who pursues them to death? An Interpol police officer who refuses to let go of prisoners and has super endurance and chasing power?
As a criminal, Mirai Ichijo glanced at Conan again and again, and immediately felt relaxed and happy: he wouldn't chase him anyway.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. Since he will not pursue this good man who is currently not wanted, there is no need to think about mowing the lawn and eradicating the roots for the time being.

In the distance, after reluctantly pulling Mrs. Minagawa up, Suzuki Sonoko in the crowd began to search around, and finally found a future when her eyes swept across the living room. She turned around and said something to Mao Lilan in a hurry, and then trotted over, " Mr. Future!”

"Aren't you a detective?"

She stood under the stairs of the living room, looking up, the anxiety and worry on her face clearly visible, "This, case..."

'Can you solve the case? '

Mirai Ichijo smiled and comforted the somewhat flustered Suzuki Sonoko, "The first priority is to call the police first."

"Yes!" Suzuki Sonoko nodded vigorously, "Lan is calling the police! Her father is also a detective and has solved several murder cases recently. We will come together later."

"Then now, us?"

"Let's bring Mrs. Minagawa and Jin into the living room first, so that they don't get too excited and don't leave anyone around the body." Mirai Ichijo looked at the crowd gathered around the body in the courtyard, "When the case first occurred, it was very likely that there were people on the body. There are clues left by the murderer, and too many people approaching may inadvertently destroy the clues and will definitely destroy the scene.”

"It's better to gather together first and wait for the police to interrogate us separately."

These words fit the identity of a detective.If these words are not spoken, suspicion will arise after the police obtain the information that there is actually a detective present.

Suzuki Sonoko's eyes became a little rounder, "You mean, the murderer..."

Wasn't Watanabe the last person to come into contact with the deceased?

She glanced at Watanabe Haomei, who was kneeling by the door of the living room and had not yet recovered. She swallowed these words, nodded vigorously, and hurried back to the crowd.

About two or three minutes later, Minagawa Katsuhiko's body was quiet and continued to lie alone in the cold wind. All the people who were still alive took their seats in the living room, looking at each other in panic.

Having just seen the corpse, even the sushi and cakes on the table were a little uncomfortable.

Mrs. Minagawa, whose eyes were crimson, spoke first, "I heard from Miss Suzuki that you are a detective, Mr. Ichijo."

"Excuse me, please," she straightened her back and tried her best to suppress the moisture in her eyes, "is the murderer one of us?"

A future smile: "Of course."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the living room became stiff.

The people in the living room looked at each other again. This time, because a murderer who had just killed someone was mixed into the crowd, their panic deepened and they all began to become nervous unconsciously.

Then silence fell again.

In a panic-stricken silence, Conan sat next to Mao Lilan. His eyes swept over the others, and then over the future Ichijo who had a lot of free time. He couldn't help but say: "Brother Ichijo, don't you want to ask about the case?"

What's the matter with sitting in silence? Only by communicating and asking can we get clues!

"I'm a detective, and it's my duty to investigate the case," Mirai Ichijo smiled gently at Conan, "but the police didn't arrive."

"I'm sorry, I'm not sure about neon, but where I live, the police mostly take full charge of the case, with detectives or other personnel responsible for assisting and supplementing the details."

Generally speaking, there are no 'detectives or other personnel'. Those responsible for the case will only be relevant personnel within the system, such as the police, forensic scientists, etc.

But neon at the end of the twentieth century...

Taking into account Neon's internationally renowned reputation for autopsy rate and crime detection rate, Miku Ichichi paused and relaxed: "If in Neon, the detective can start investigating the case before the police arrive, then let's first understand the case. ?”

Like a judge in Werewolf, he named the first speaker, "This young lady who witnessed the murder of Mr. Minagawa."

Watanabe reacted for a moment, and when she looked at Mirai Ichijo, she realized that she was referring to herself. She reluctantly nodded her head. Although she was still a little lost, she could speak smoothly, "Just now, Katsuhiko went out to smoke, so I followed him out... …”

"Because today is Valentine's Day, I..."

"I've confessed."

She lowered her eyelashes and clenched the hem of her clothes with her hands, "Katsuhiko agreed and ate the chocolate I handed over. But as soon as he ate it, he seemed to be poisoned. He suddenly covered his throat and fell down."

"I, it's really not me. He agreed to my confession. How could I want to kill him?!"

　Chapter 2, and

　　
　
(End of this chapter)