No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

According to the current information, it looks like a murder in a secret room.

But I always feel that something is wrong there, and there must be some key clues missing.

Seeing that Suzuki Qiaoqiao was not going to tell the real murderer, he chose to call the police.

He rolled his eyes and said in a childish voice:

"I heard that Brother Suzuki is a very good detective, you can ask him for help."

Qiao Qiao looked embarrassed and turned his head to look at Conan who was making trouble.

The other party's eyes were firm, as if he wanted to have a good fight with him:

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not a detective."

Yamagishi Rong heard the proposal, like grabbing a life-saving straw, stepped forward and asked:

"Mr. Suzuki, please help. If Yoko gets a lawsuit, her future career will be ruined!"

Facing the eager eyes, Qiao Qiao was very embarrassed.

He couldn't complete the reasoning alone, so he still waited for the police to come and acted by chance:

"I'll take a shower first and come back later."

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"Today's Book":

"It will never hurt to scrape again when it's all over to Tyra"

Chapter 083 The Murder Case in the Idol's Secret Room ([-])

Seeing Suzuki Qiaoqiao's evasive attitude, Mouri Kogoro couldn't stand it any longer.

He came to Yoko Okino, patted his chest and assured:

"It doesn't matter, it's up to me 'Sleeping Kogoro' to find the murderer for you!"

Maurilan pulled his father's clothes and professionally dismantled the platform:

"Mr. Suzuki is right. We should protect the scene and wait for the police to come."

"This... of course I know that."

Yamagishi Eiji's eyes flickered, and he suddenly proposed:

"Do I have to wait for the police to arrive? Can we find the murderer directly based on the traces at the scene?"

This made Mouri Kogoro find the clue and snorted coldly:

"Mr. Yamagishi, I'm curious, why don't you want to call the police?"

Without waiting for the other party to explain, he raised his finger and pointed at the other party:

"Oh, I see, you want to mislead us to conclude the case, right? You are the murderer!"

"I...I...I didn't kill anyone. I was worried that if I called the police, it would have a bad negative impact on Yoko. She has recently received a lot of product endorsements. If the murder case gets messed up, she will lose a lot of money. money."

Knowing the misunderstanding, Maori Kogoro smiled and touched the back of his head, as if nothing happened:

"So that's the case, it's better to call the police."

Conan looked disgusted in the face of this unreliable uncle.

In comparison, Mr. Suzuki is much more powerful.

Just a simple glance, it seems that the identity of the murderer has been determined.

This meticulous observation and keen reasoning ability made him admirable.

The reason for the delay in waiting for the police to arrive is mostly related to the position.

After all, he is a specially hired criminal investigation consultant, and there is no benefit in solving the case alone.

……

More than ten minutes later, a police car arrived at the scene.

The Mumu police department brought a group of police officers to the 25th floor.

The deceased fell in the center of the living room, very conspicuous.

Without waiting for him to wave his hands, his subordinates consciously took out their cameras and took pictures of the scene.

The Mumu Police Department folded his hands and looked around:

"Excuse me, who is the reporter?"

Yamagishi Eiji glanced at Yoko Okino and raised his hand:

"It's me, Sergeant."

"Okay, can you tell me how you found the dead?"

"No problem, we went out to do something and came back to open the door to see this."

The Mumu Police Department nodded and repeated it to confirm:

"In other words, when you came back here, that man was already dead here, right?"

Yoko Okino clenched her hands tightly, a little nervous:

"Yes."

"Was anyone with you when you found the dead?"

Mouri Kogoro took the initiative to stand up and salute:

"Mr. Officer, Miss Yoko was with me at that time."

Seeing this familiar face, the Mumu Police Department looked disgusted.

It can be encountered every day at the murder scene, who can stand it:

"Really, why is it you again?"

Mori Kogoro smiled and put it on him almost:

"Hey, I really miss the days when you solved countless cases with you."

The Mumu Police Department pouted, and gave Maori Kogoro a blank look:

"Don't come. Every time it's because of your reasoning that we fall into a misunderstanding of thinking."

He didn't want to see this guy, so he turned to look at Miss Yoko:

"It's really hot here. Do you usually like to run the air conditioner so high?"

"No, I should turn it off before I go out."

Conan took this opportunity to borrow a magnifying glass from the uncle of the survey team.

He found wet marks around the deceased, and the scene was very messy.

At the time of the incident, the temperature in the room was very high. Did you want to mislead the police into judging the time of death?

Suzuki Qiaoqiao heard the movement and walked into the living room:

"Officer Mumu, did you find anything?"

The Mumu Police Department saw a familiar face again, and was slightly startled:

"Brother Suzuki! Why are you here?"

Qiao Qiao raised his hand and pointed out, and said as a matter of course;

"I live next door, what's the problem?"

"No, no, come here."

The Mumu police department beckoned and motioned to take a step to speak.

Qiao Qiao hung behind him and followed him into the kitchen:

"What's the matter, Sergeant?"

The Mumu police department looked out and saw that no one was approaching, so he said in a low voice:

"You have made a great contribution to recovering one billion yen this time. The position of the criminal investigation consultant is still being discussed by the leaders. It is estimated that the result will be in a week or two. Brother Suzuki, I think you are quite talented, so come here. Let’s go to work at the Metropolitan Police Department. In terms of benefits, it must be higher than the previous job.”

A fire in a pharmaceutical factory caused Suzuki Takahashi to lose his job.

How to arrange the follow-up, there is no following for the time being.

The monthly salary of 90 is 50 in advance, and the remaining 40 has not yet arrived.

Gin made him an undercover agent, and the money was definitely indispensable.

Give early, give late, give sooner or later.

Facing the olive branch thrown by the Metropolitan Police Department, Qiao Qiao had no reason to refuse.

In ancient times there was Uncle Liu who visited the cottage three times, but now there is a police officer Mumu who invites Suzuki three times.

"Okay, just let me know when the time comes."

Seeing that he agreed, the Mumu Police Department solemnly reminded:

"I'm boasting to the leader that you will definitely come, and don't let the pigeons go!"

"No, no, don't worry." Qiao Qiao raised his chin and changed the subject: "How is the investigation of the case?"

Through the system, he can quickly find key clues.

But based on these alone, it is impossible to judge the murderer.

Police or detective assistance is needed to complete the truth puzzle.

"I was in the interrogation just now, and I haven't started the investigation. Otherwise, you can watch it first, and let me know if you find anything."

"Okay, let's go out if there is nothing else."

The Mumu Police Department and Suzuki Qiaoqiao are shoulder-to-shoulders, in stark contrast to Mouri Kogoro.

One is a detective who often misleads the case and finally points out the serious murderer in his drowsiness.