Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel

　　 March 24, Tuesday, afternoon, Maori Detective Agency.

　　 Ran, who was cleaning, found that only Yamazaki had returned, so he asked, "Where is Conan? Has he stayed at Dr. Aka's house?"

　　 "Yes," Yamazaki said.

　　 "Then Conan said he would eat there?" Lan asked.

　　 "Uh," Yamazaki thought of Conan now, and said with a smile, "I don't think I will be back for dinner."

　　 "Oh, then there is no need to prepare dinner for Conan." Lan said. ...

　　 In the evening, Meidai Restaurant.

　　 "Conan is with Dr. Ari, why didn't his uncle come? Didn't he mean he was at home, Ran?" Mei Daizi asked.

　　 "Don't worry about him," Lan said grimly, "I have been celebrating since I came back."

　　 "By the way, Lan, you prepare something for the three of your family and go out with us at the end of the month." Mei Daizi said.

　　 "Where to go?" Lan asked.

　　 "I don't know where to go, Mom didn't say." Mei Daizi said.

　　 Lan asked, "What should I bring?"

　　 "You should bring a few pieces of personal clothing." Mei Daizi said, "That's how mom told me."

　　 "Auntie organized it?" Lan asked, "Who are going there?"

　　 "There seem to be a lot," Mei Daizi said, "By the way, your mother will go too, I heard them call."

　　 "Really? Great." Lan said happily, and then asked, "By the way, what about the garden, did she call us to save her?"

　　 "Of course she is indispensable." Mei Daizi smiled, "but I want to surprise her."

　　 "Speaking of which, Yuanzi is now in class, her face should be very interesting." Lan laughed.

　　 "It must be." Mei Daizi laughed. ...

　　 After eight o'clock in the evening, Maori home, living room.

　　 After Conan came back, he found that Maori was lying on the ground and asleep. Looking at the pile of empty beer cans beside him, it seemed that he couldn't wake up for a while.

　　 Conan touched his stomach. When Dr. A Li ordered a takeout for dinner, he had no appetite. When he had an appetite, Dr. A Li’s house could only find instant noodles, so he returned with an empty stomach.

　　 I looked in the refrigerator, but there was nothing to eat. I looked for it in the cabinet where snacks are usually stored in the kitchen. There was nothing to eat. Conan scratched his head, "Remember something to eat?"

　　 When he came out of the kitchen, Conan was speechless. There was a pile of wrapping paper under the Japanese-style table. The angle was wrong just now. These things were blocked by Maori's body and didn't see them. It seemed that they were all taken away by Maori.

Conan was going downstairs to eat, but he was about to say a few words, and hesitated between drinking some water and taking an early break. When he was hungry, the balance gradually fell downstairs, the Maori mobile phone rang. Up.

　　 Conan called Maori several times, but Maori did not respond at all, so he answered the phone for him.

　　 There was a man on the phone, "Hey, hiccup, is it a Maori detective?"

　　 The person who listened to the sound should have been drinking too much. Conan raised his triangular eyes and was a drunk again.

　　 "Hey, speak up," the man yelled, "I'm going to be killed, don't you hurry up and investigate."

　　 Conan said dubiously: "That..."

　　 The man didn’t listen at all, he reported his address and said: “I discovered the big secret of the bastard's fame as Yanase Takaichi. He must come and kill me, you, ah!”

　　 The man uttered a scream, then there was no sound, and then the phone was hung up.

　　 Conan was taken aback. He thought it was just a drunk making phone calls, but now something really happened, so he immediately put down his mobile phone, recalling the address the man said, and rushed downstairs.

After going downstairs, Conan wanted to call Yamazaki, but a taxi happened to come over, so Conan directly stopped and sat up, "Mr. Driver, something happened to my uncle's house, can you take me there quickly? "Speaking and reported the address.

　　 "Understood, you sit firmly." The driver said. ...

　　 Less than nine o'clock in the evening, a small high-rise apartment building beside the Mihua Sanchome Expressway Bridge.

　　 When Conan arrived, he found someone looking up and looking up. After getting out of the car, looking up, a man on fire yelled and jumped out of the balcony of a fire room on the seventh floor.

　　 Coming one step later, Conan angered in his heart, and then found that a flashlight was flashing, and looked around. A person was on the highway bridge, using a camera to catch the lens.

　　 Looking at the motionless body on the ground, the taxi driver asked concerned: "My kid, is this your uncle?"

　　 "Uh," Conan was taken aback for a moment, then said, "My uncle lives on the third floor."

　　 "That's good." The driver said, "Then you go back quickly."

　　 "Thank you, Mr. Driver," Conan said.

　　 The taxi went away. After a while, fire trucks, ambulances and police cars came over, and of course reporters were indispensable.

　　 Conan turned around in the crowd, and suddenly heard someone mention the surname Yanase, so he ran over and found that two reporters were talking about a reporter named Yanase.

　　 "Really, how lucky that guy Yanase is so lucky, he rushed to the scene first, he must have grabbed a good live photo again."

　　 "There is no way, how else would I get this press photography award."

　　 "Seriously, that prize should be a real gold watch, right?"

　　 "It should be, it's a combination of wealth and wealth."

　　 "By the way, this seems to be Nakai's apartment, right?"

　　 "Yes, that guy Nakai specializes in digging people's privacy. Did you say that this time you offended some big man?"

　　 "Hush! Don't talk nonsense, maybe someone is here to inquire about other knowledge."

　　 "Yes, yes, let's go back to the club."

　　 Seeing that the two reporters left in a hurry, Conan went to another place, but he didn't get any news, then he stopped a taxi and went home.

　　 Before ten o'clock in the evening, the Maori detective office was downstairs.

　　 When Conan got out of the car, he found that there was not enough money on him, so he asked the driver to wait for a while, and then went upstairs to withdraw the money. At the same time, he was thankful that the driver had just confiscated the money.

　　 After dismissing the driver, Conan touched his stomach and decided to take preaching. Then he entered the Meidai restaurant and found that the Meidai restaurant had entered the closing process.

　　 Lan said, "Really, why didn't you come back until now."

　　 "That, I forgot the time." Conan said embarrassedly.

　　 "Then what are you doing here now?" Mei Daizi smiled and rubbed Conan's hair.

　　 Conan laughed a few times and didn't answer the conversation, and then didn't change his work clothes, so he went to work. ...

　　 At ten thirty in the evening, outside the Mei Dai restaurant.

　　 When Yamazaki closed the restaurant and was about to go back, he found Conan came out of the corridor next door, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

　　 Conan talked about the matter, and then said: "I just saw the name Yanase Ryuichi in today's evening paper."

　　 "Yes, he is the winner of the journalism award." Yamazaki said, "According to you, he is suspicious."

　　 Conan said: "My instinct tells me that the murderer is Mr. Yanase, otherwise it would be a coincidence that he was there."

　　 "I see." Yamazaki said, "Tomorrow I will help you tell the story to Uncle Maori."...

　　 The next day, Wednesday, March 25, in the morning, Miyamoto's.

Looking at the news pictures on the front page of the morning paper, the moment a man on fire jumped out of the balcony, Yamazaki recalled what Conan had said, and thought in his heart, it seems that the murderer of this incident was indeed him. If he hadn't waited there in advance, If it was not known in advance that someone would jump down, how could he capture this kind of photo, he must have done something on the door of the room. ...

　　 In the morning, Maori detective office.

When 　　 Lan went down to get the newspaper, she found an invitation letter in the mailbox, and the cover was from the Japanese TV station.

"Let me take a look." Maori opened it and saw that a person named Yanagase asked him to be a special guest on a show. It was tomorrow afternoon and said that if Maori didn't want to go, please call him as soon as possible. .

　　 Conan asked, "Hey, uncle, who is this Mr. Yanase?"

　　 "Oh, the signature is Yanase Ryuichi." Mouri said.

　　 "Isn't that the reporter who won the photojournalism award as mentioned in the newspaper yesterday?" Lan asked.

　　 "Yes, and he is also in today's newspaper." Maori said, and then highlighted the news picture on the front page of the morning paper.

　　 Looking at the photo, Conan thought to himself, it can’t be wrong, he is the murderer, the flaw, he should have done something on the door. ...

Before 8:30 in the morning, Yamazaki came over. After listening to Maori proudly that he would be on the TV show, in Conan’s urging eyes, he said to Maori: "Uncle, have you read today’s morning paper? I found the front page. There is a problem with the incident that accidentally caught fire and jumped off the building to escape."

　　 Maori asked, "Oh, why do you say that?"

　　 Yamazaki said, "I think even if I fell asleep and was awakened and saw a fire in my home, I would only choose to escape from the door."

　　 "Huh?" Maori felt his chin and thought for a while, "Is this a murder? The door was tampered with? Well, it is indeed possible. Go, follow me to see the Mumu Police Department."...

　　 Metropolitan Police Department.

　　 The Momo Police Department heard the Maori reaction, and immediately contacted the Bow Chief Police Department of the Fire Criminal Investigation Department. After learning that he had something else, he took the incident and led the team to the scene.

　　 Scene, Nakai's house.

　　 The police department asked his subordinates to remove the cordon on the door, and led the team into the room with Maori, Yamazaki, Ran, and Conan.

　　Momemo police department looked at the information collected from the fire criminal investigation department and said: "The deceased Nakai Akira, 44 years old, died because he jumped from a building and caused his ribs to pierce his heart. The fire started in the sink and spread through the kitchen cabinet.

　　 "Pool?" Maori asked, "Why is there a fire in that place?"

　　 "The cause of the fire is currently unknown." Megome Police Department said.

　　 "It can be burned to the kitchen high cabinet," Lan asked, "It should take a big fire, right?"

　　 Looking at the residue of the tall cabinet taller than himself, the Megumi Police Department said, "This is really strange."

　　 Conan said, "Police, can you wipe this blackened watch by the pool?"

　　 "That's right, maybe we can know the time of the fire." The Mumu Police Department called for forensic personnel.

　　 The forensic staff took care of it, and a golden watch was exposed, and the time on it stopped at 8:43.

　　 Maori stared at the watch~www.readwn.com~ I think this incident is definitely not the thief. "

　　 Conan asked: "This uncle is a reporter, isn't he also winning?"

　　 "Hon the jackpot?" The Meguro Police Department did not understand.

　　 Yamazaki said: "It's the Press Photography Award. I heard that the prize is a gold watch."

　　 "Oh? That's it." The Meguro Police Department called the Shiratori Police Department and asked him to check.

　　At this time, the forensic personnel came to report, "Police Department, this lock core is burned out."

　　 "The lock cylinder is burned out?" Maori asked, "Is this normal?"

　　 "This," the forensic officer said, "Generally speaking, it is not so easy to burn out. This one also has fire protection standards, but it is hard to say when it comes to inferior products."

　　 Mumu Police Department asked, "So, is it possible that someone has been tampered with?"

"This," the forensic staff thought for a while and said, "If you send it to a large material laboratory, you may be able to find out the residue mixed into the metal after combustion, and then through the comparison, you can find out whether there is any flammable at the time. The thing is in the keyhole."

　　 "Very good." The Meguro Police Department immediately sent the lock away.

At this time, the Shiratori Police Department called. He had already called and confirmed with the Nikkei Group News Council. They only prepared a gold watch, which was awarded to Ryuichi Yanagase the night before, and then reported to the back of the watch. Number, but the number is no longer recognizable.

　　 Seeing this, the Meguro Police Department asked the Shiratori Police Department to contact Ryuichi Yanase immediately, and told Ryuichi Yanase that they would visit. ...