Conan's Unscientific Detective

After what happened just now, Megure Juzo was already very angry at this time. He ordered a large number of forensic officers to start searching the house.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 53 Tanaka's Eating History

Chapter 53 Tanaka Eats... History

"Officer, his brother is back!"

Just as Fujino and Megure Juzo were searching a room, a uniformed policeman came over with an elegant man.

The man looked exactly like the man I had seen before.

"Hello, officer. My name is Tomofumi Tanaka. I am currently working at a securities company..."

"Tanaka Tomofumi."

Fujino looked at the man in front of him and said in surprise.

Tanaka knows history, Tanaka eats………history.

What kind of strange name is this?

Under Fujino's surprised gaze, the man first greeted him.

Then he looked at the police officers who were searching the area and asked in confusion, "What on earth happened in our house? Why are you officers going to so much trouble to search?"

"Mr. Tanaka, we received a report from the public that a body was found in your home."

"Ah, a body?"

Hearing what Megure Jusan said, Tomofumi Tanaka seemed a little surprised, "There are only two people living in this house, my brother and I, how could there be other people's bodies?"

But before he could finish, a shout came from upstairs: "Hey! It's so noisy, can't you guys be quiet?!"

"I'm so sorry bro!"

Tomofumi Tanaka first responded by shouting upstairs.

Then he scratched the back of his head and said apologetically to the surrounding police officers: "I'm so sorry, my brother has a bad temper. He will get angry even if there is a little noise. If possible, please don't make too much noise during the investigation."

"clear."

Inspector Megure nodded after hearing this, and then asked him, "By the way, what kind of job is your brother doing now? Why is he so irritable?"

"My brother is a freelance writer. He stays at home every day and writes poems."

Megure Jusan nodded when he heard this and understood why the man had such a bad temper.

A freelance writer, to put it nicely, is a writer, but in reality he is just a stay-at-home who cannot make any money and yet is still deceiving himself by pursuing his literary dream.

"We've searched the attic and under the floor, and the next step is your brother's room."

The police investigation is still ongoing, but after searching for half a day, they still haven't found the body that Conan and others saw.

Finally, Megure Juzo fixed his eyes on the room of Tanaka Tomofumi's brother.

Because that was the only room that hadn't been searched.

"elder brother!"

Everyone came to the door of Tanaka Tomofumi's brother's room.

Tomofumi Tanaka first knocked on the door, but no one responded, so he pushed the door open.

After walking into the room for a while, he whispered to the people outside the room: "Come in quickly, he has fallen asleep."

"are you asleep?"

Fujino, Megure Juzo and a policeman entered the room.

The layout of the room is very simple. There is a row of cabinets close to the wall next to the entrance. Diagonally opposite the cabinets is a large-head color TV. Next to the TV stands a floor lamp. In front of the TV is a single chair. There is also a landline phone on the table next to the chair.

At this moment, the man who was yelling just now was sitting in a chair in front of the TV and "sleeping soundly".

Fujino looked at the man sitting in front of the TV and frowned.

After thinking for a moment, he walked to the side of the man and said meaningfully to Tanaka Tomofumi: "By the way, Mr. Tanaka, you and your brother really look alike."

"It's like this, people have always said that I look like my brother."

Tomofumi Tanaka's expression remained the same, but he was panicking in his heart, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

As he said that, he hurriedly walked towards Fujino, "Okay, sir, please stay away from my brother. He has a heart disease and will get mad if he is woken up while he is sleeping..."

"Is that right?"

As he spoke, Fujino patted the shoulder of the man sitting on the chair.

But at the moment his hand fell, the man on the chair suddenly shook, and then his head tilted forward and he fell directly to the ground.

"........."

After a moment, Tomofumi Tanaka, who had recovered from his shock, immediately rushed forward.

"Brother! What's wrong with you?!"

He picked up his brother's body and began to shake it wildly: "Wake up!"

"Let me see!"

Seeing this, Megure Jusan walked forward quickly.

He felt the man's pulse, then shook his head regretfully at Tomofumi Tanaka: "I'm sorry, Mr. Tanaka, your brother is dead."

"how so?!"

Upon hearing this, Tomofumi Tanaka sat down with a look of disbelief on his face: "How could my brother…"

Then, he turned to Fujino and said angrily: "It must be you! You must have scared my brother while he was sleeping, which led to his sudden death!"

"Will not."

Megure Jusan frowned, looked at the corpse and explained: "If he just died, the body should still have residual body temperature, and judging from the degree of stiffness, he has been dead for some time."

Although Megure Jusan's reasoning ability is really not that good, as a veteran policeman with many years of experience, he is still familiar with the most basic common sense.

"how so!"

Tomofumi Tanaka held his head and cried, "Could it be... Could it be that my brother just had a heart attack and died?"

"If it's a heart attack, your brother's pale complexion does fit the symptoms."

Megure Jusan sighed, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"sand!"

"not like this."

At this time, Fujino pulled open the curtains, attracting the attention of everyone in the room.

Then he turned around and said in a deep voice: "The victim did not die of a heart attack, but drowned!"

"Oh?"

Megure Jusan was surprised, "Could it be that Brother Fujino has discovered the truth of the matter?"

"If my guess is correct, the murderer should be the victim's younger brother, Tomofumi Tanaka!"

"How can it be!"

Tomofumi Tanaka retorted: "My brother was talking just now, and I was with you guys at that time."

As he spoke, he also asked Megure Jusan: "Isn't that right, officer?"

"Indeed it is."

Megure Jusan nodded, "Brother Fujino, you must have made a mistake. You should have heard his brother's shout just now."

"I did hear it, but..."

As he spoke, Fujino's lips curled up into a smile, then he took out his cell phone from his pocket and pressed the dial button.

"Hey! It's so noisy, can't you guys be quiet?!"

The man's voice sounded again, but this time, it came from the phone on the nearby table.

"If I'm not mistaken, the body that Conan and the others saw just now should be Mr. Tanaka's brother!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 54 Professional Bodyguard

[Detective time has begun, and the current countdown time is 59 seconds.]

"If he was killed before that, then who opened the door for us?"

As he said this, Megure Jusan glanced at Tanaka Tomofumi.

"That's right!"

Fujino nodded, "The one who opened the door for us was Tomofumi Tanaka. He first drowned his brother in the bathroom, and after realizing that his murder was discovered, he planned this scheme."

"He first cleaned up his brother's body before you, Inspector Mumu, arrived, then disguised himself as his brother to open the door, and then returned to the room on the second floor."

Then he pointed to the big tree outside the window and said, "He climbed up the tree and got outside. He used the function of connecting his mobile phone to the landline phone to record his brother's voice and pretended that he had just returned and his brother was not dead yet to get rid of suspicion."

"To be honest, this plan is really ingenious. It's hard to imagine that it was thought up in just fifteen minutes."

"As long as the police don't notice his brother is dead, everything will be fine... Even if they are discovered, he can use the fact that his brother has a heart disease to fake a heart attack."

"He fled before the police could find out what was going on."

After that, Fujino said to Tomofumi Tanaka in a deep voice: "I am right, Mr. Tomofumi Tanaka."

[Detective time is over]

[The fishing hat effect has been triggered, please protect your head]

"Hahaha!"

At this time, Tomofumi Tanaka laughed crazily, took two steps back, picked up the nearby floor lamp pole and smashed it towards Fujino's head: "You're right! I was the one who killed that damn guy!"

"bump!"

There was a muffled sound.

"Do you really think that our police force is just there to do nothing?!"

Megure Jusan roared, and before the lamp fell, he rushed to Fujino's front and blocked the blow with his arm.

Enduring the severe pain in his arm, he frowned slightly, then rushed forward and kicked Tanaka Tomofumi in the stomach.

With a leap, the bloated figure knocked it to the ground.

Then, he shouted to the uniformed patrolman who was still stunned: "What are you still standing there for? Arrest him quickly!"

"Yes!"

This time, Fujino did not activate the system enhancement and rush forward to subdue the criminal.

Instead, it was Megure Jusan who took action and helped to take the blow despite being injured.

Being a detective is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relationships and worldly affairs.

Fujino gained fame and Megure Juzo gained credit.

A win-win situation, why not?

By the time Fujino returned home, it was already dark.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the disappearing corpse murder case. The mission reward of 500,000 yen has been issued, and 50 detective reputation points have been issued.]

[The current host detective reputation is still one hundred points away from upgrading]

After skillfully making a pack of instant noodles to fill my stomach, the voice of the system came to my ears.

"A hundred points left?"

Fujino murmured as he looked at the 100 detective reputation points required for the system upgrade, then turned his attention to the current balance in the system account: [Current balance 2.3 million yen]

He finished his instant noodles, walked to the balcony, lit three cigarettes again facing the east, and opened the professional ball exchange interface.

One million and eight hundred thousand, draw!