The Weird Magician of the Kexue World

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Still looking for ordinary evidence.

Fujiwara Kyousuke leaned down and looked at the body.

The body temperature was normal, it had just died, the lips were turning purple, and there was a small red spot behind the ear.

It appears to have been poisoned to death.

His sharp eyes instantly locked on a poison needle under the desk.

Conan also found this clue. He followed the clue and scattered his thoughts, and also found the poison needle.

And Hattori Heiji didn't give in too much, looking at the poison needle while thinking.

boom!

The heads of the two collided.

"It hurts!"

Conan complained.

What the hell is going on with this person? It's because of him that his body has become so bad. Now it's too much to give him a "head-on blow".

"Why is this kid in this place!"

Hattori Heiji touched his head, mentioned Conan and threw him in Maurilan's arms, and blamed: "Really, how can you let a child look at this kind of corpse, maybe he will have some psychological shadow."

"Sorry……"

Mao Lilan hugged Conan tightly and apologized.

Conan hugged Maurilan, his eyes turned into white moon-shaped eyes, and he gave Hattori Heiji a blank look.

Damn soulless!

It's okay to lie to himself to drink, but now he has to make an inch, and wants to drive him out.

Fujiwara Kyousuke shrugged, why do you have any dissatisfaction with people giving you such a big benefit.

After receiving the call, the Metropolitan Police Department quickly dispatched the police.

"Brother Maori?"

The moment he saw Kogoro Mouri, Officer Mumu sighed slightly.

It's this guy again!

"Yes!"

Maori Kogoro saluted with a smile on his face.

"I advise you to go to the temple to worship."

"Huh?" Maori Kogoro was stunned for a moment.

Officer Mumu raised his voice and roared, "I've seen you almost every day this week! Are you really being entangled in something!"

"This... this is the case calling for my famous detective, Kogoro Mori!"

As expected of Weng and his son-in-law, their shameless appearances are exactly the same.

Fujiwara Kyousuke once complained about Conan, and got the statement: "This is a detective's sense of smell for a case, Fujiwara, you still have to learn."

Then--

Conan's ass is blooming.

On that day, Fujiwara Kyousuke was refreshed.

"Ah, anyway, you'd better go to the temple to burn incense, and don't implicate my brother Fujiwara."

Officer Mumu took a deep breath and cheered up: "The deceased's name was Ichimura Xun, a diplomat, 54 years old this year. The body was found by Mrs. Ichimura's wife, Ms. Ichimura Gongjiang."

"Madam, when you entered the study with the key, Mr. Ikemura was already dead in his chair."

"Am I right?" Officer Mumu looked at Gongjiang Ikemura.

"Yes."

Ikemura Gongjiang nodded.

"Then Maori brother, tell me your opinion first."

Officer Mumu habitually used the trick of "Mao Profit Exclusion".

Although this tactic was a little sluggish in other places, it has been tried and tested in the cases that Officer Mumu has come into contact with.

He was even regarded as a model.

"This, I don't think he has obvious trauma, it may be a normal death." Maori Kogoro scratched his head with a dry smile.

Uncle, are you serious?

Fujiwara Kyousuke glanced at Mouri Kogoro in surprise.

"No, uncle!"

Conan pointed at the corpse and said, "Look carefully at the corpse, it must be..."

"Poisoned!"

Hattori Heiji said lightly: "The deceased was killed by poison. Look, there is a small red spot on the edge of his hair root, and a poisonous needle that is suspected to be a murder weapon has fallen next to the body."

"Although the deceased died with his hands on his cheeks, in my opinion, he was stabbed to death with poison needles and then deliberately put on this posture."

"However, this may also be a suicide case." Kogoro Mouri was still holding on.

"how is this possible?"

Hattori Heiji rolled his eyes at Maori Kogoro, then professionally explained the cause of the deceased's death, and then determined that it was a highly poisonous substance that killed the deceased.

[Author's digression]: Ask for collection, ask for comment, ask for silver ticket!!

Chapter 58 The Murder of Diplomats ([-])

Hattori Heiji reasoned and shocked everyone.

Then everyone also knew that the other party was the famous Kansai detective Hattori Heiji.

"So it's you!"

"Osaka Prefecture Police Headquarters, Police Inspector, Hattori Heizo's son who is in high school!"

Officer Meguro revealed the origin of Hattori Heiji in one word.

Fujiwara Kyousuke quietly watched Hattori Heiji's performance. The ability of this high school detective is actually not weaker than Kudo Shinichi.He reasoned slowly and gradually, and even gained the trust of the police officer Mumu.

However, he was too eager for success and ignored the most crucial clues.

After listening to this analysis, Officer Mumu held his chin and said, "So, all the windows in the study are locked from the inside of the room, and it is basically impossible to get out of the room."

"In this way, this door becomes the only entrance and exit."

Officer Mumu glanced at Gongjiang Ichicun and said, "Madam, how many keys do you have in this study?"

"There are only two keys to the study."

Gongjiang Chicun took out a key with a key ring from the handbag he was carrying, and said, "One is in my hand, and the other is in my husband's."

"You sir?"

Officer Mu Mu was taken aback, so this room would become a secret room!

"Yes, he usually keeps the keys in the pockets of his pants."

"Is that so? I'll go check it out."

Officer Mumu came to the body of the deceased, put his hand in, and groped for a while in the pocket of the deceased.

"Bulky in the pants."

He grumbled and pulled out his trouser pocket.

"It's a double pocket!"