Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"I'm sorry to have you make such a special trip."

In a small toy manufacturing company, Inspector Megure greeted the two younger brothers with a smile.

"No, don't say that." Uncle Maori also said politely.

"Inspector Megure, long time no see." Lin Feng felt that he was very busy recently and had not appeared at the murder scene for a long time.

"Brother Lin Feng, I haven't explained the previous kidnapping case to you clearly..." Officer Megure was speechless.

We meet so often, but there is nothing that you are not involved in...

"excuse me!"

After taking a look at the three people standing at the door and arguing, Hattori said something to Conan and walked straight into the office.

"Hey, hey, hey, Hattori Heiji?! Conan-kun!"

Inspector Megure looked at the two people with a puzzled look on his face as they walked into the crime scene as if no one was around.

Why hasn’t this person returned to Osaka yet?
"My colleagues in the forensic department should have searched everything already." Uncle Maori said with a smile.

After all, this case happened last month, and the search had already been completed.

"Well... you are right, but, Maori, you should keep an eye on these guys. If anything happens, you should inform the police first."

Inspector Megure nodded with a helpless expression, looked at the repairman's back, and couldn't help but whispered instructions to Uncle Maori.

"I, I understand..." Uncle Maori didn't know what to say.

I can't control any of them.

That’s not right. That little brat…

"Conan, don't touch things!" Xiaolan also followed in and was responsible for looking after the child.

"Ahem..." Inspector Megure looked at the mustache detective.

Are you traveling with your whole family?

……

"The deceased was the president of this toy manufacturing company. He was 53 years old. This has always been the president's home and factory."

"The time of death is estimated to be around 5pm on Sunday, the 29th of last month."

"The body wasn't found until ten o'clock the next morning." Officer Megure began to introduce the basic situation.

There was a human-shaped white line drawn on the ground, right next to the desk.

"Who was the first to discover the body?" Uncle Maori asked.

"It was discovered by four employees of this company."

"These four people are in the habit of going to a store next to the company early, having breakfast together, and then coming to work together." Officer Megure explained.

"So, these four people walked in together and found the president tied up and dead under a golf club, right?"

Hattori said as he squatted next to the white line.

A bottle of ink on the table spilled onto the floor, and you could see a lot of marks left by the rope stained with ink.

The white lines looked like someone's hands and feet were tied up.

"It is indeed the marks left by a golf club on the floor. It seems that it was hit more than once."

Lin Feng looked at the blood on the corpse's head and the scratches on the floor and said.

It seems certain that the man was tied up and thrown here first, and then killed with a golf club.

"That's strange. If one has that much strength, and is able to tie up the dead..."

Xiaolan feels that it would be much easier for the criminal to commit the crime directly?

"Maybe it has something to do with the safe over there. The door has been open the whole time. The criminal might be trying to force the president to tell him the password."

Conan turned and pointed to the open safe on the other side.

"So that's how it is. It could also be a home invasion and murder." Uncle Maori stood aside and nodded.

“……”Inspector Megure glanced at Brother Mori.

Can you also take part in the reasoning... "However, the police should have already mastered this information." Hattori couldn't help but wonder and began to think.

Didn't you find anything following this line of thought? Is there some other hidden story?

Officer Megure:...

"Inspector Megure, have you found anything else?" Conan looked up at Fatty Tachibana.

"Take it out and let us see it." Hattori also paused to think.

"You two, don't make things difficult for Officer Megure." Lin Feng held down the two jumping guys.

How can you ask the police for evidence and findings when they don’t have any!
"Brother Lin Feng..." Officer Megure was speechless.

In comparison, what you said really stabbed me in the back.

Fat Ju took out a few photos from his arms.

"You may have noticed that there were some building blocks next to the body. We found several blocks stained with ink and the president's fingerprints."

Everyone finally saw the photo of the deceased. His hands and feet were tied behind his back. It seemed not easy for him to get the building blocks with words engraved on them, leaving the message of death.

"There are only six sides of these four building blocks, all of which have the president's fingerprints and ink. What if this is the death message he left behind?" Hattori frowned.

With my back turned, I groped for these blocks with words on them.

Then, I found the four blocks in a pile of blocks and smeared ink on the side I wanted.

"Toy?"

"What does this represent?" Uncle Maori asked as he put the characters on the building blocks together.

"By the way, could it be related to the toys in this room?" Xiaolan asked curiously.

Because it is a toy company, there are quite a few products on the cabinets.

"No, there aren't any particularly strange toys here. We've checked."

"We did find a golf club that was used as the murder weapon, and a brown leather jacket that was suspected to be left behind by the criminal." Inspector Megure shook his head and took out the evidence that had been prepared long ago.

"This leather jacket and golf clubs belong to the president. We can't find any information about the criminal."

Everyone gathered around the two items and looked at them.

"It doesn't fit my hand very well." Lin Feng held the golf club through the plastic cover, stood next to the white line representing the corpse, tried the feeling of swinging the club, shook his head and said.

There is a wall on one side and a table on the other. I can't use much strength when swinging the club. No wonder it takes several hits.

"Is...is that so?" Inspector Megure sighed.

Only Brother Lin Feng would do such a thing at the crime scene with a murder weapon in his hand...

"It seems like something has rubbed against the left shoulder of this leather coat?" Hattori asked curiously.

There were originally bloodstains here, but I don't know where they rubbed to, leaving scratches.

"Well, this is also a question. We searched every corner but couldn't find any matching place." Officer Megure nodded and said.

"Maybe it touched your hand when you were taking off your clothes." Uncle Maori didn't think it was a big deal.

"That must be an important clue."

Lin Feng gave a conclusion on this.

Want to be a famous detective?

Very simple!
Whatever Mr. Maori denies, you agree with it desperately!
The winning rate is over 95 percent.

"The evening news is on."

Lin Feng picked up the remote control on the table and turned on the TV.

"Really?" Uncle Maori looked at his watch and then looked at the TV.

That beautiful host is really amazing...

"..."

Inspector Megure expressed his exhaustion. (End of this chapter)