Ke Xue: The Famous Detective Who Was Favored by Miyano Shiho

Buddha is clothed in gold, and man is clothed.

Under the background of the luxurious and stable suit, Yusuke Sato's figure is as tall as a pine, and his temperament is a little more cold and mature.

Proper business elite, it seems.

Raise your hands and be dashing and noble.

"Wow, that's so handsome!"

Madoko Suzuki's star eyes popped up again, and she shouted excitedly: "Just this set, just this set!" And this set, this set also wrapped up for him! With

a wave of her hand, Yusuke Sato had seven or eight more formal clothes.

"What are you buying so much for? I can't wear it all!

Suzuki Madoko smiled: "You usually wear it to work, I see Officer Takagi they all wear suits to work!" "

If you think about it, it seems like that.

But their suits are uniformly issued by the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Wearing such expensive clothes to work, am I in the water of my brain?" Yusuke Sato said angrily.

He rejected Madoko Suzuki's offer and took only one of the white ones.

Because the entire department was working overtime tonight, Yusuke Sato, an intern, was not lazy.

After separating from Madoko Suzuki, he returned to work at the Metropolitan Police Department.

At this time, the rest of the department was also working overtime to study the dossier.

Because of the bad impact of this incident, the superior issued an order that the case must be solved within a week.

They had to wait and work overnight.

In fact, for the police, when encountering a case, overtime overtime is absolutely the norm.

Everyone was attentive, only Miwako Sato cared about her younger brother who went and returned.

Soon, Yusuke Sato also entered the working state.

He took a deep breath and allowed himself to forget about anything but the case.

Only a focused and cool mind can find the truth from complex clues.

When he picked up the file again, he found a lot more information and clues.

It is the result of a hard day by colleagues.

He flipped through the pages one by one, looking at the past word by word, trying not to miss a single clue.

As he read the dossier, the information converged in his mind.

The mind is racing fast, like a sophisticated computing instrument, accurately cutting and piecing together this information, and then smoothing out a clear logical relationship.

He found three doubts.

First: Why did the murderer go to the victim after nine o'clock?

Second: Are those two men really one of the murderers?

Third: Why did the murderer take great pains to move the boss's body to the warehouse on the first floor?

As the questions were raised, these clues seemed to become clearer.

But there are still many points that I can't figure out.

Those dots gradually expanded, and kept popping up in Sato's mind, making him impossible to ignore.

"Sister."

"At the Metropolitan Police Department, call me Officer Sato!"

"Oh, Officer Sato..." "

How does it feel like you're calling myself?"

"What's going on?"

Miwako Sato looked up from the file, her beautiful eyes were a little tired, and after a whole day of spinning, she inevitably felt tired.

"Can we go to the crime scene now?"

Hearing his question, Miwa Sato raised her eyebrows and asked rhetorically, "Did you discover something?"

"Nope."

Yusuke Sato scratched his head: "I just felt as if I missed something, but I couldn't figure it out, so I wanted to go to the scene and take a look." In

fact, what he wants to do most is simulate the crime scene.

As a good criminal police officer, simulating the scene is the most basic kung fu.

If the correct crime can be deduced, then the corresponding detailed clues can be found to track down the murderer.

"In that case, let's go to the scene and take a look."

Officer Twilight got up and said to Miwako Sato.

In the afternoon, Miwako Sato told Officer Twilight what was the relationship between Yusuke Sato and her.

Aiya and U, Officer Twilight was a little more satisfied with Yusuke Sato.

Plus he's smart enough that maybe a trip to the scene will really make him see something.

......

Return to the crime scene.

The office is on the fifth floor, and the fifth floor is also the rooftop.

After walking around the rooftop, Yusuke Sato returned to the office.

The evening breeze was slightly cool, and it brushed his cheeks, which made him sober up a lot.

He stood in front of the white drawn figure, slowly closed his eyes, and the situation of the entire office began to emerge in his mind.

Time seems to be going backwards.

Everything in the office gradually simulated a picture in his mind before the crime....

If I am

deceased, he enters a simulated state, brings himself into the role of the deceased, and reasons about the deceased's behavior and thoughts during his lifetime.

This is a psychological suggestion.

In criminal psychology, it is a compulsory course in reasoning.

From the perspective of the deceased, to deduce the history of the crime, so as to infer the murderer's purpose.

At this time, Yusuke Sato's body began to rush with adrenaline, and he entered a state of extreme excitement.

His mind was racing at an incredible pace.

Why did the deceased return to the office after nine o'clock in the evening?

After investigation, he had a dinner that night. According to the confessions of those who ate together at the time, the deceased was preparing to go home.

What made him change his mind halfway through and come back here?

The person who called him back should be the murderer!

But on what grounds did the murderer call him back?

Is it a problem at work?

Or a dispute over wages?

Or is it some other unclear reason?

After investigation, it has been determined that the deceased did not have any call records and text message records during the time period of death.

There is a blank space on social platforms.

"Conan, why are you here?"

Officer Takagi's voice sounded outside, followed by a childish and somewhat panicked reply: "Uh... Huh... I just saw Officer Takagi coming back so late, so I was curious to come and take a look..."

This kid must have thought that we would not return to the crime scene at night, so sneak in to investigate!

"Officer Takagi, it's okay, let him in!"

Yusuke Sato spoke: "We don't have a clue now, maybe from the perspective of a child, we can give us a breakthrough!" "

Probably these police officers have long been accustomed to Conan being at the scene, so they didn't reject it much.

"Okay, you are obedient, and we will send you home when we finish investigating." Takagi instructed.

Conan let out a long sigh of relief.

But soon, his back tightened and he looked at Yusuke Sato in shock.

Just because he asked—

"Kudo Shinichi, have you investigated anything?"

How does he know my identity?

People from the Black Organization?

In an instant, Conan's hair was about to stand up.

An inexplicable coolness invaded his whole body.

Yusuke Sato chuckled, he knew what Conan was thinking now, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I am not with Gin Wine, as for who I am, you will know later." "