Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

The atmosphere was a bit cold.

Kudo Shinichi's mouth twitched slightly. He said he knew who the criminal was, but he was just being stubborn.

He had just arrived and hadn't seen the scene yet. It was impossible to solve the case with only the alibis of three people.

But Sakaki Makoto said calmly that he already knew who the criminal was.

This made him, the famous detective in Kanto, feel a little embarrassed.

"Then tell me, where is the evidence?"

Seeing Kudo Shinichi's stubborn expression, Sakaki Makoto realized that he was a little too impatient.

There are two ways to solve the problem once and for all when facing someone who is very competitive.

One is to deliberately lose to the other party and make the other party feel that you are not as good as him.

The second is to make the other party feel ashamed and prostrate.

But no matter which one is the former or the latter, it is based on the premise of the same situation.

Sakaki Makoto was the first to arrive at the scene. He had already surveyed it and collected enough information, so he could judge who the criminal was.

Kudo Shinichi has just arrived and has not even been to the scene. If he can deduce the truth, is he still a human being?

The prerequisites are not equal. Even if Makoto Sakaki defeats him, Kudo Shinichi will not admit defeat. Instead, he will regard himself as his number one opponent and challenge him one after another.

Makoto Sakaki hates unnecessary trouble the most.

But he can't lose, as it affects his future reputation.

So he decided to give Kudo Shinichi a chance to show his fists.

So he put down his arms and shrugged: "Didn't you say you wanted to decide the winner?"

"Then go and see the scene. When you come to a conclusion, we will compare the answers."

Inspector Megure said a little worriedly: "Brother Makoto Sakaki, the criminal will not escape during your competition."

"Of course not. As long as the police control the club and do not let anyone in and out, he will not be able to escape."

"Because the criminal is in this room."

Makoto Sakaki's eyes swept over Kawasaki Soun and the other two.

Megure Jusan was relieved when he heard that the criminal would not escape. He also wanted to see who was better, Kudo Shinichi or Sakaki Makoto.

Without saying a word, Kudo Shinichi took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket.

As a famous detective, he was always ready for a case to happen, and he had never been disappointed.

A group of people followed him into the scene.

Kudo Shinichi first examined the body. The cause of death of Takizawa Akira was suffocation caused by the cervical cord groove. There was a circle of black and purple marks on the edge of the neck, accompanied by fractures of the tracheal cartilage and the greater angle of the hyoid bone.

The deceased's feet were flat. Except for the twisted arms and the pupils contracted like pinholes, there was no bruise or purple cyanosis on the body.

Then, Kudo Shinichi checked the key in the drawer.

"Detective Tomi, did you find fingerprints on the key?"

Tomi immediately said, "No, no fingerprints were found on the key."

"Even the deceased's fingerprints were not found?"

"Yes."

Kudo Shinichi frowned slightly, then checked the door bolt again, and found that the door bolt was broken by violent collision or beating, and nodded.

There were a few heroin scattered on the table and the ground. The value of this drug is comparable to gold, and only popular gigolos can afford such an expensive price.

The table was very messy, and the cosmetics on it fell down one after another, lipstick, eye shadow box, fell to the ground.

Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone quietly watched Kudo Shinichi walking around the room, checking every detail.

During this period, Sakaki Makoto followed Ishikawa Hide out the back door and each lit a cigarette.

"Ishikawa-san, please accept my condolences."

Sakaki Makoto sighed and said.

"Yes. The dead cannot be resurrected. Takizawa Akira is the top star in our store. If he dies, the business of the store will plummet."

Ishikawa Hide looked a little lonely, and he exhaled a cigarette quietly. He smoked Red Envelope Marlboro, which is a foreign cigarette like Makoto Sakaki.

This is an old smoker.

Makoto Sakaki silently said in his heart.

Most people can't control Red Envelope Marlboro. This kind of smoke is choking and choking. The only advantage is that it is strong and intoxicating.

Once you get used to this kind of cigarette, you won't feel anything when smoking other cigarettes.

Ishikawa Hide and Makoto Sakaki stood by the trash can, speechless for a long time, each sucking on the cigarette fiercely.

It's not that they are addicted to smoking, but that they have nothing to say.

After the murder, everyone's mood is very heavy. Makoto Sakaki can't pull Ishikawa Hide to chat about family matters.

Nonsense should also be used in different occasions.

"Mr. Sakaki, after this case is over, are you willing to..."

"Please allow me to refuse."

Sakaki interrupted him.

If nothing unexpected happens, the next step is to win over naturalization, hoping to let him join the gigolo agency and become the next top star.

Sakaki would never agree to being a gigolo.

Especially after hearing that Mrs. Yoshida weighed 300 pounds.

With that weight, if she fell down, she might lose half her life.

Although he was short of money, he would not be like a local official who was hungry and did not choose food, and even insulted race.

Only a Showa man like Takizawa Akira could tolerate it.

After all, the Japanese are warriors who dare to fight tanks with rifles.

"Huh"

Sakaki exhaled the last puff of cigarette, extinguished the cigarette butt in the stainless steel groove above the trash can, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw the white bag in the trash can.

"Huh? This is..."

Sakaki Cheng bent down and took out the small bag. He looked at it carefully and found that there was still some white powder inside, and it also gave off a sour smell.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing Sakaki Makoto's surprised voice, Ishikawa Hide turned his head.

"Heroin"

Sakaki Makoto narrowed his eyes and looked down. If he guessed correctly, there should be

Sure enough!

In the corner, he found the second white bag, which was empty like the first one.

Holding the two bags, he clenched his fists and looked firm.

"Let's go."

In Ishikawa Hide's puzzled eyes, Sakaki Makoto pushed the door and walked into the club.

At this time, Kudo Shinichi had just finished checking the scene and was thinking with his head down.

"Kudo, look at this."

Sakaki Makoto took out the two bags.

"I found it at the back door."

Sakaki Makoto did not deliberately hide the two bags, but told Kudo Shinichi the clues he found.

Since he said he wanted to compete fairly, he should share information.

He is a trustworthy person.

After smelling it, Kudo Shinichi's eyes lit up and he looked up suddenly: "So that's it, I understand!"

"I know who the criminal is!"

Kudo Shinichi shouted excitedly, and just as he was about to rush into the lobby, he suddenly stopped.

"I found this in the room."

He took out a few fishing lines: "You should understand."

Sakaki Makoto smiled and shook his head slightly: "As for the fishing line, I found it before."

"This is just one of the evidences."

Kudo Shinichi also smiled: "Of course, as long as there is fishing line, the locked room can be successfully created."

"Inspector Megure, there is no doubt that this is a locked room murder case."