The first time, the second time.

The efficiency of the professional tool man, Officer Chiba, is very worthy of recognition.

All the preparations were done in about ten minutes, and a group of people immediately surrounded the monitor that was brought from nowhere, patiently waiting for the technicians to debug.

"Okay, okay."

The monitor suddenly showed a high-definition picture.

After the screen shook for a while, a figure in a white coat appeared on the screen. It should be Dr. Nino who had just installed the camera. Opposite, Putian Kohei sat at the desk, his expression looked a little distorted.

"Ninobo, don't think you've won me over just yet."

"We'll see when the time comes. I have another operation this afternoon, so I'll go back to the office to rest, Dr. Putian."

Seeing this, Ninobo spread his hands and said, "See, Putian was still alive and well when I left."

The scene continued, Putian was sitting alone in the office, hammering the table angrily, and the pen on the table shook and rolled under the desk.

Putian Kohei cursed angrily and wanted to pick up the pen. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, shaking the window and making the paper materials spread out on the desk were blown all over the sky.

Putian Kohei impatiently wanted to close the window first, because he was in a bad mood, he stood up too violently and knocked several large books on the edge of the desk crooked. Most of the thick books were tilted off the edge of the desk and were about to fall.

Seeing this, Ruomu Liang's mouth twitched.

Putian Kohei closed the window, returned to the desk, and finally found the pen in the gap between the desk and the ground.

Perhaps because he squatted for too long, Putian Kohei swayed slightly when he stood up, and his body tilted and hit the desk. The already shaky desk suddenly succumbed to gravity and hit Putian's forehead, who was half squatting on the ground to relieve dizziness.

With a terrified scream, Putian fell to the ground after being hit by several large books, and the pen in his hand just poked his eyeball.

Putian Kohei, dead.

As for the mysterious bloodstains on the ground, the answer was also revealed after replaying and slowing down.

The tip of the pen left a curved, subtle scratch on the ground due to the heavy pressure. It may not be clear to the naked eye, but when the bloodstains meandered to the ground, they naturally accumulated into a strange M shape along the scratches.

Kudo Shinichi: ...

Inspector Megure: ...

Everyone: ...

The window is for ventilation, and the nurse comes to open it every morning.

The fountain pen was slapped under the table by Kohei Puta himself, and the same goes for the big books.

Nino Bao's mouth twitched and he said what everyone was thinking: "This, this is too unlucky."

From the video, it can be seen that this accident was caused by various coincidences. Even the people watching can feel that some coincidences are too forced and deliberate, like a script written in advance.

Among all the people, only Wakagi Ryo did not show any surprise or sighing expression.

Isn't this normal? He lives like this every day. Welcome to watch the Neon Chapter of Final Destination.

Inspector Megure closed his overly surprised jaw after a while and said, "Ahem, since it was an accident, the case is closed and the team is dismissed."

Kudo Shinichi still kept bending over, and played the surveillance video back and forth countless times. Judging from the confused expression on his face, he should not have completed the reconstruction of his worldview.

It's impossible. How could a case involving this detective who was summoned by the case be an accident?

How could it be an accident?

Shouldn't the murderer have brutally killed the deceased in a gorgeous and strange way, and then accidentally missed an important clue at the scene, and the detective caught the fox's tail, cleared the layers of fog, and finally brought the murderer to justice?

This, this is not science.

"Shinichi?"

Ran Maoli called out to Shinichi Kudo who was frozen in place with some concern. If he continued to stay in this posture, Shinichi might have to go to Dr. Agasa to open a sleeper berth later.

"It's getting late. I'll take you home."

Wakagi Ryo looked at the time and poked the petrified Kudo Shinichi to wake him up.

Kudo Shinichi responded in a daze. His body was with Xiaolan and Wakagi Ryo, but his soul was probably still floating in Putian Kohei's office.

Mao Lilan: "I didn't expect it to be an accident. I thought the murderer would be that fierce uncle."

"I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. I originally suspected Pingchuan

Miss's."

Speaking of the case, Kudo Shinichi, who was in a trance, finally came back to his senses and took a close look at his neighbor who looked not much older than him.

"Among the three suspects, Miss Risa should be the least suspicious. Why do you suspect her?"

Of course, it's because she has the highest appearance compared to the other two weird uncles.

Well, this is back to the century-old question. How many good-looking boys and girls are imprisoned in the prison of the science world?

"Because the motive is the most sufficient. If I knew that someone intended to murder my father, I might also want to take the initiative and kill that person. But now think about it carefully, time is too tight, and Miss Risa may not know the inside story."

"What did you say? !" x2

Kudo Shinichi and Mao Lilan exclaimed at the same time.

"Wait, you mean, Dr. Putian Kohei wants to kill Mr. Tsubokawa, this is not... No, this is possible. Academic fraud, I thought he was just pure academic fraud, but I didn't expect it to be like this. Indeed, if the cases that don't fit the academic argument disappear, no one can use them as a basis to attack his theory.

Even if this argument is overturned several years later, it can be attributed to the limited medical conditions at the time. Is there any evidence? "

Ruo Mu Liang spread his hands and said, "There is no evidence. It is impossible to convict with just the few records and medicine orders that Putian Kohei changed. I checked before that the medicine he changed was also symptomatic, but just like someone is allergic to penicillin, Mr. Tsubokawa's condition worsened repeatedly after changing the medicine. Putian can completely say that it was due to his personal physical condition.

In addition, Mr. Tsubokawa's living habits are not very healthy. Even if his condition really worsens or even dies, it is completely reasonable to explain that the patient himself does not follow the doctor's advice and still smokes and drinks during the medication.

Moreover, the fact now is that although Mr. Tsubokawa has been transferred to the intensive care unit, he is not in danger of life for the time being. And Putian Kohei is dead. "

Ran Maori looked at the two people in front of her for half a month. They were obviously speaking Japanese, but why couldn't she understand them?

"Um, Shinichi, what exactly do you mean?"

Kudo Shinichi sighed helplessly and explained everything to Ran Maori from beginning to end in a low voice.

"Oh, so that's how it is. It's really good that Mr. Tsubokawa didn't get into trouble. But Wakagi-san is so amazing. He found out so many things in such a short time, and he was always calm. I was really shocked when I saw the body. "

It's okay. When you see a body with a four-digit number facing up in the future, you can successfully perform the job of a tool person for the alarm.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what Wakagi-san does."

Wakagi Ryo smiled slightly and said, "I'm just an ordinary..."

"Cartoonist? "Kudo Shinichi continued the second half of the sentence," You said before that because the cap of that fountain pen is a rare smoky blue color, most people only describe colors as gray or blue. You use such a specific term, so you must be engaged in painting-related work.

And when we were chatting, Dr. Agasa mentioned that you skipped a grade to complete your studies, and you are currently unemployed and rarely go out. Traditional painters usually need to go out to collect materials and paint scenes, and you don't have the special smell of oil paint on your body, so you must be a cartoonist. "

"Well, it's our first meeting. My name is Wakagi Ryo, my pen name is Bluebird, and I am an ordinary cartoonist. "

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